goin’ in on T.I (n/h)

T.I = The Incriminator

T.I = Tattling Inmate

T.I = Talkative to Inqisitors

T.I.P = Twat In Prison

T.I.P = Telling? Its Possible

T.I.P = The Information Provider

T.I.P – Tiny’s Informant Pal

T.I.P = This Is Proof

TI = Talking Indiscriminately

T.I. = Told It

T.I. = Trades Information

T.I.P = Taking In Prisoners ft Rick Ross

T.I – I’m Back [With More Info, Sir]

T.I = Telling Is Priority

T.I – What You Wanna Know Bout That

T.I aka Grand Jury Records Continue reading

Afeni Shakur Hit With Felony Charges Over Drugs

(AllHipHop News) Afeni Shakur, mother of world famous rapper Tupac Shakur, will appear in court in May, after she was arrested earlier this month and charged with posession of marijuana.

According to the Fayetteville Observer, Shakur was arrested by state alcohol agents.

Police arrested Shakur on Friday, April 16th and hit with a number of charges, including felony possession of marijuana, maintaining a vehicle, dwelling or place for a controlled substance and simple possession of a controlled substance.

Shakur, 63, lives in Lumberton, North Carolina, where she oversees the estate of Tupac Shakur.

Mrs. Shakur was released on $10,000 bond and is due in court in Robeson County District Court on May 10th.

Tupac chronicled his mother’s battle with substance abuse on his hit 1995 single “Dear Mama.”



Back in the day the word “freestyle” meant a n*gga spitting straight off the top of the dome.  In other words, he is making it up as he goes.  That sh*t takes mutha f*ckin talent.  It takes a special kind of n*gga to do that.  Now fast forward to these days we are in now.  N*ggas aint doing that sh*t no more.  Now the word “freestyle” has changed from making it up as you go along to it now being material that is on no album.  If the lyrics a n*gga are spitting are on his album then the beat is different.  You have to listen to the entire freestyle.  Is the beat an original beat?  If it is not, then that’s a freestyle.  For example, lets say you got Jeezy rhyming on a old Wu-Tang beat.  That’s a freestyle.  The material is not on an actual album.  Mixtape maybe.  But album?  No.  The lyrics are written but what makes it a freestyle is the fact that beat is somebody elses and Jeezy didn’t pay for the beat but Jeezy is rapping on it.  You can’t sell a freestyle.  You would have to get permission from the person who made the original beat in order to put it on your album.  But if you don’t get permission from the person who made the original beat, then you can rap on it, but you can’t legally profit off of it.  That makes it a freestyle.  To review, a freestyle is lyrics and a beat together that you did not profit off of or was never put on an album.


Love and Life #115

How to keep things fresh and interesting in a relationship.
If you want to keep things fresh and interesting you have to be unpredictable.  The other person should never know what you are about to say or do.  It gets boring when the b*tch knows at 10:30pm you going to get in the bed, roll over and cuddle with her, touch her p*ssy a little bit, then try to f*ck.  When you repeat this sh*t night after night, you become like a f*ckin robot or some sh*t.  That sh*t don’t turn a b*tch on.  On Monday you can do that, then on Tuesday wake that b*tch up at 4:30 in the morning and f*ck the sunflower seeds out that b*tch.  Then on Wednesday sneak up behind that b*tch while she brushing her teeth and rip her pants down f*ck a spare rib out that b*tch with the toothpaste and sh*t still around her lips.  Ladies it’s the same thing, keep the sh*t unpredictable, when he/she leasts expects it, get it in.  It should be a daily challenge to catch them off guard and give it to um.

Should a chick play hard to get or give that p*ssy up right away?
Some b*tches like for a n*gga to chase that p*ssy.  Some b*tches like to f*ck a n*gga as soon as possible.  It really could go either way.  I think a chick should be who the f*ck she is.  If you a f*ckin cum whore, well then be a cumwhore.  Don’t be something that you’re not.  If you don’t feel comfortable f*ckin a n*gga on the first or second date, then don’t.  But for the slutts out there who really be wanting to f*ck a n*gga but the only reason they don’t is because they want to seem like a “good girl” that sh*t is corny as f*ck because you aint being who you really are.  You love sex right?  So f*ck.  Does that make you a whore?  Hell yea it does but f*ck what people think, you are happy.  You love to f*ck and you are f*cking.  You are happy with a d*ck in you.  You are not happy making a n*gga wait.  She’s a whore and she trying to make a n*gga wait to hit but all the time she makin him wait, she gettin even hornier than that n*gga.  Stop doing it to ya self mami.
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“Now THATS a Quality Side Chick” Quickies


See you with ya girl and don’t ONCE look in your direction…………….now THATS a quality sidechick!

When she texts you, she just texts “yo” not “hey baby”…………………..now THATS a quality sidechick!

Before you f*ck her, she asks you “did ya girl f*ck you good last night?” then she says “Well, I guess I have to f*ck you better.”………………now THATS a quality sidechick!

When she sees ya girlfriend alone, she never ONCE mentions your name……………………….now THATS a quality side chick!

She knows you aint got a lot of time so she’s content with a quickie………………………….now THATS a quality sidechick!

from: daily piff


“My hands are so huge, and my computer is very high also.”
(From: Lake Mary, FL)

“Slowly rolled to a stop at a green light last night…”
(From: Seattle, WA)

“I love driving around in the winter with the windows open, and the heat on blast. It feels amazing.”
(From: Fairbanks, AK)

“I dropped chocolate crumbs onto my bare chest and they melted. My tongue isn’t long enough to lick them off.
(From: Newcastle, UK)

“One of my friends just stood up and exclaimed, ‘My brain, my brain! I’ve forgotten everything!’ Then he left without another word.”
(From: Alma, MI)


can you spot the logo?

The above picture is made from 17 logos of the most famous brands in the world.   The question is very simple: which letter comes from which logo?


Guru Mural


This was finished last weekend in Trnava, Slovakia. The wall was painted by Risk (AEK), Ewil (Point 3 Crew), Seph (Point 3 Crew), Duon. Gone but never forgotten.


icandy salt-n-pepa

salt/pepa:  hey dickie.

drey: what’s really good b!tches?

(see pepa still got the long-legged show on the road…) Continue reading

Diddy “Apologizes” To Rival Vodka Makers In Bubble Bath Statement

(AllHipHop News) Sean “Diddy” Combs has issued an apology for making disparaging  statements about rival vodka’s that set off the “vodka wars” earlier this month between Combs’ Ciroc brand and a number of other spirit makers.

Combs released the statement via YouTube, which features the entertainment mogul soaking in a bubble bath surrounded by Ciroc bottles, while taunting his competition with the “apology.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, I come to you today as a man. I feel like only a true man steps up to the plate and people may not agree with his position. And that man says ‘I’m sorry,’ I’m sorry to all I may have offended. We’re sorry for being the best. I am sorry that just that just this weekend, we got awarded the prestigious Double Gold Medal from the San Francisco World Spirits Award for the best ultra premium vodka. This is a fact, you can Google it. I am sorry I came out with these flavors that taste so good.”

The words will surely aggravate liquor tycoon M.J. Silver, who declared a “vodka war” on Combs’ Ciroc, after Combs was quoted as saying “if you’re not drinking Ciroc vodka, then you’re drinking pee pee.”

Last month Silver, who owns Georgi Argent and members of his staff attempted to deliver a toilet full of Ciroc vodka to Combs’ Manhattan offices, but was rejected by the mogul’s burley security guards.

“I am sorry that the competitions sales are down and we are up,” said Combs as he held a champagne glass of Ciroc in the tub. “There’s nothing I can do about that. I am sorry that I am coming to you live from my bubble bath. I’m not really sorry. It tastes good.”

Combs is putting the finishing touches on his upcoming album Last Train to Paris, which is due in stores June 22nd.


  • behind da barz

    --------the chemicals R identical, we're one & the same / with 7 letters in all 3 of my government names / walked on water, nah, neither did jesus / its a parable to make followers & readers believers--------i gave her my honorable discharge & she took it like a soldier--------what's a black beetle anyway, a fuckin roach-------she told the director she tryna get in a school-he said "take them glasses off and get in the pool"---------what ya'll call swag to me is faggotry-------my outfit so disrespectful / u go 'head n sneeze let my presence bless u--------its quite amazing that u rhyme like u do / & how u shine like u grew up in a shrine in peru-------its hard fuckin with niggaz u hope u can trust / ure a fool if ure main bitch is easy to fuck--------beyond the walls of intelligence life is divine / i think of crime when im in a new york state of mind - ------THE WAY SOME ACT IN RAP IS KINDA WACK / IT LACKS CREATIVITY & INTELLIGENCE / BUT THEY DON'T CARE BECAUSE THEIR COMPANY IS SELLING IT / ITS MY PHILOSOPHY ON THE INDUSTRY--------From days I wasn't "Abel/able", there was always "Cain/caine-------know how to leave anything in 30 seconds / when you feel the heat coming & flee with the murder weapon--------ayo my silent moments' loud as the crack of thunder / my hunger like the crocodile that attacked the hunter-------i'm something between platinum & flop, underground & mainstream / conscious, backpack, scratch dat; same thing---------this phiscal year im'a stay hot, buzzin / wit dudes that help me shoot like a-rod's cousin-------i fight chicks who bite dicks / give 'em lock-jaw then make 'em fight pits ------all we see is terrorism on telievision ------i'm da illest nigga alive watch me prove it / i'll snatch your crown with your head still attatched to it ------slap your face till your head ache your neck break / the next day slash your throat thru the neckbrace ------ I'm ahead of the game, ahead of these lames / I'm a head case, the head nurse gets me better with brain ------ure now dealin with da kid who heat-holds & reloads / like god gave him a gta ammunition cheat-code ------once upon a time i used to grind all night / with dat coke residue that was ipod white ------ --i took trips with so much shit in the whip / that if the cops pulled us over the dogs would get sick (sniff) ------ i put my lifetime in between the paper's lines / i'm da quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme ------brain cells are lit ideas start to hit / next the formation of words dat fit / at da table i sit making it legit / when my pen hits da paper...aah shit -------i save money while u spendin ure doe / i must stash like da hair between your lip & your nose ------age don't count in the booth / when your flow stayed submerged in the fountain of youth -------when i'm writing i'm trapped in between the lines / i escape when i finish da rhyme - ------if we can't eat together then u aint my mans / so when u see me in da streets dont shake my hand- -----money is da root of all evil / dats why u always gotta now where u stand with your people--------i can show u how to gamble your money, handle a gun / & be a family man & go home to your sun- -------black diamonds in my jesus-piece / MY GOD-------its like da ball be over the plate & they dont call it a strike- ------i'm a gangsta & a gentleman, show you both sides of the coin / knife at your throat-gun at your groin- --------my testimonial be "death to a phony mc / you wanna impress me, show me a ki--------lord knows what homey would do if i showed him da 9 / a one-eyed man is king in the land of the blind--------on da road to riches & diamond rings / in the land of the blind a man with one eye is the king--------you lack the minerals & vitamins, iron & the niacin--------stares get exchanged then the 5th come out / the tough guy disappears then the bitch come out--------if you got a bith you dont argue with dat bitch / you dont listen to dat bitch all you do is fuck dat bitch-------know da bitch b4 you call yourself lovin it / nogga wit a benz fuckin it------went from $20Gs for blow to $30gs a show / to orgies wit hoes i never seen befo'-------i'm intelectual; passed more essays / than police motorcade parades thru east l.a.-------DEAD IN THE MIDDLE OF LITTLE ITALY LITTLE DID WE KNOW / WE RIDDLED SOME MIDDLE-MAN WHO DIDN'T DO DIDDLY-------visualizing the realism of life in actuality / fuck who's da baddest; a person's status depends on salary-------mechanical movement, understandable smooth shit / that murderers move with-the thief's theme--------DEEP LIKE "THE SHINING" SPARKLE LIKE A DIAMOND / SNEAK AN UZI ON DA ISLAND IN MY ARMY JACKET LINING / HIT THE EARTH LIKE A COMET - INVASION / NAS IS LIKE THE AFRO-CENTRIC ASIAN; ½ MAN, ½ AMAZING-------& why certainly i'm squirtin / bust a nut then get up & wipe my dick on your curtain-------walk by your casket & spit in your face--------i know how to get my peers off me / make 'em cry & die from high blood-pressure cuz tears are salty-------i'm not trying to give you love & affection / i'm tryna give you 60 seconds of erection / then im'a give you cab fare & directions / get your independent ass outta here - question?---------black cat is bad luck; bad guys wear black / must've been a white guy who started all that--------either you're slinging crack-rocks or you got a wicked jumpshot--------all us blacks got is sports & entertainment--------2 many athletes, actors & rappers / but not enough niggaz at nasa - ------why did bush knock down the towers?--------I REACT LIKE MIKE / ANY ONE TY-SON, JOR-DAN, JACK-SON / action, pack gunz, ridiculous--------all the teachers couldn't reach me & my mom couldn't beat me / hard enough to make up for my pop not seeing me---------kings from queens, from queens comes kings / we're raising hell like a class when the lunch bell rings---------excuse me miss, can i give you a minute? / may i buy you a glass of ice with liquor in it?--------what goes around comes around i figure / now we got white kids calling themselves nigga / the tables turn as the crosses burn...---------YOU LOVE TO HEAR THE STORY AGAIN & AGAIN / OF HOW IT ALL GOT STARTED WAY BACK WHEN--------i guess they got a grudge cause i won't budge / playin tough, staring down the judge with my hands cuffed---------A CHILD IS BORN WITH NO STATE OF MIND / BLIND TO THE WAYS OF MANKIND--------who shot biggie smalls? if we don't get them they gon' get us all / i'm down to run up pn them crackers in their city hall----------its kinda hard to be optimistic / when your homey is laying dead in a casket----------they say the blacker the berry; the sweeter the juice / i say the darker the flesh; then the deeper the roots---------i took your breath away then we'd perform cpr---------there's no real way it can be explained / i guess its just the way i smile when i hear your name--------CASH RULES EVERYTHING AROUND ME / C.R.E.A.M. GET THE MONEY, DOLLAR DOLLAR BILL Y'AAAAALL------------see I’m a poet to some, a regular modern day shakespeare / jesus christ the king of these latter day saints here / To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as / a monger of hate and satan a scatter-brained atheist--------i remember marvin gaye used to sing to me / he had me feeling like black was the thing to be------------this be that put-you-out-your-misery song / that makes you ask your man 'is this the joint he's dissin me on?'---------foul all your life now ure 90 / on ure death bed u regret being grimey---------INDUSTRY RULE #4080, RECORD COMPANY PEOPLE ARE SHAAADYYYY / so kids watch your back cause i think they smoke crack---------society's a weak excuse for a man-----------planet earth my place of birth / born to be the sole controller of the universe---------the mic had my prints, on on it was a body---------a squealer tells, but the dealer still sells---------some young male put in jail / lawyer so good his bail was on sale----------i'm just takin a piss......unless you're gonna do it----------fuck street clothes, we thug it out in tuxedos / stomp niggaz with hard bottoms in casinos--------people higher up have the lowest self-esteem / & the prettiest people do the ugliest things-----------IF YOU ADMIRE SOMEONE YOU SHOULD GO 'HEAD & TELL 'EM / PEOPLE NEVER GET THE ROSES WHILE THEY CAN STILL SMELL 'EM-----------goddamn, what a nigga gotta do to make a million / without the fbi catching feelings--------i got a story to tell / in these streets we got drugs & guns for sale---------we keep the nine tucked chop dimes up rap about it / wild out fuck niggaz up laugh about it---------- read between tha lines of ya eyes and ya brows / ya handshake aint matchin ya smile---------what the fuck i rap for? to push a fuckin rav-4?-------fuck all the glamour & glitz, i plan to get rich / i'm from new york & never was a fan of the knicks----------the white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him / his flow on renegade-fuckin awesome...applaud him-------before i start you know i gotta / pay homage & respects to afrika bambaata---------DRUGS IS THE KEY TO SUCCESS / MONEY IS THE KEY TO SEX------i pimped my crib so i must exhibit------- I - WILL - NOT - LOSE !
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