Iamnotacrook
Senior Don Juan
So, I'm riding around selling an illegal substance with a friend who's a Crip. We're at the gas station and see this dude in red shorts and his hat tilted to the left. So I went up to my homie who was pumping the gas and said, "You think he's trying to claim something?" He looks at me like I'm joking, so I say, "I'm serious."
So this dude comes back out and walks up to me asking me to buy him a blunt, I didn't have my ID, and I didn't want to buy him a blunt anyway because I am aligned with the blue side... so my dog offers to buy it, so dude throws the dollar on the hood, my homeboy tells him not to worry about it, now I'm standing there like what the **** as this dude picks the dollar back up...
So here I am with this guy, with the lingering thought, "Who the **** do you think you're rolling with?"
He asks me if I want to buy some green. Asks me if I smoke weed. Naturally, I'm selling with a Crip. No I don't want to buy your ****, and we are selling our own... in your hood.
"Naw, We're selling."
...Here I am ready to scrap...
"Blah blah blah..."
My dude comes back out with the blunt and we drive around to meet him behind the store and give it to him.
He tells the unidentified possible gang member his phone number and drives off...
So I asked him about it... "I probably would've never offered to sell him anything without asking if he's trying to claim something..."
He replies, "You gotta learn to seperate business."
So what the hell, it's totally cool for a Crip to do business with the Bloods?? Since when?!
So this dude comes back out and walks up to me asking me to buy him a blunt, I didn't have my ID, and I didn't want to buy him a blunt anyway because I am aligned with the blue side... so my dog offers to buy it, so dude throws the dollar on the hood, my homeboy tells him not to worry about it, now I'm standing there like what the **** as this dude picks the dollar back up...
So here I am with this guy, with the lingering thought, "Who the **** do you think you're rolling with?"
He asks me if I want to buy some green. Asks me if I smoke weed. Naturally, I'm selling with a Crip. No I don't want to buy your ****, and we are selling our own... in your hood.
"Naw, We're selling."
...Here I am ready to scrap...
"Blah blah blah..."
My dude comes back out with the blunt and we drive around to meet him behind the store and give it to him.
He tells the unidentified possible gang member his phone number and drives off...
So I asked him about it... "I probably would've never offered to sell him anything without asking if he's trying to claim something..."
He replies, "You gotta learn to seperate business."
So what the hell, it's totally cool for a Crip to do business with the Bloods?? Since when?!