<a href="http://static.tumblr.com/hwux3kq/BO5m4y5xu/tumblr_m0zi5myuee1r5w73wo1_500.jpg">Chris</a> POV
Me and the homie <a href="http://musechase.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/tumblr_mdwnr7PO7H1qmqsmno1_500.png">Tyga</a> was at my homeboy <a href="http://cdn.necoleb****ie.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Trey-Songz-Rocawear-next-ad-9.png">Trey</a> <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?q=luxurious+homes&um=1&hl=en&tbo=d&biw=1366&bih=639&tbm=isch&tbnid=ExGRSL-wWmtmgM:&imgrefurl=http://www.lasvegasfinehomes.com/&docid=g4oc3PNGXaIwsM&imgurl=http://www.lasvegasfinehomes.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/02-frontweb.jpg&w=864&h=576&ei=r_cDUYDsAvON0QG5zICYCw&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1050&vpy=166&dur=7231&hovh=183&hovw=275&tx=158&ty=102&sig=111131560623899898852&page=1&tbnh=134&tbnw=195&start=0&ndsp=18&ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0,i:149">house</a>. I sat there for a minute thinking to myself.
Where in the blue hell is my weed stash? It was right beside me a minute ago. You know what I bet that bastard Tyga took it. He ALWAYS in my s***!
Man Ty we spose to be cousins and you stealing my s***. Look man I know I f***ed yo girl but damn, f***in with my weed is like playin wit my emotions.
I'm ova that late b****. She talkin bout Imma miss her, but she ain't nothin but a mistake. Bros ova hoes remember that. But naw I ain't got yo weed. This my s*** nigga that I paid for! Why you asking me for anyway, like I'm the only one up in here. You betta ask Trey, I bet he floatin on a cloud now. I walked inside the house and upstairs to his door.
NIGGA OPEN THE f***ING DOOR RIGHT NOW, I KNOW YOU GOT MY WEED! LET ME IN RIGHT NOW FOR I BREAK THIS DOOR DOWN AND USE THE f***ING WOOD TO BREAK IT OFF IN YO ASS! He opened the door lookin confused and high as hell.
Y Y Y YEAHHHH TREMAINEEEEEE! TRIGGA TREY UP IN THIS b**** WATCH ME ROLL THIS BLUNT REAL QUICK WATCH ME SMOKE IT UP AND SUPERMAN YO HOOOOOOOOEEEEEEE. I rolled my eyes brushing pass him walking into his room.
Now look here you son of a b****, I know you got my stash now where is it!! He wasn't even paying attention to me, he was to busy dancing around the room singing to a song he made up.
OFFER YA MY CRAYON AND YOU GIVE'EM BACK NAW b**** I AINT HAVIN NONE OF THAT I AM JAY Z YOU CRAZY BEYONCE MY BABYMAMA NOT YO BABYMAMA! ALL MY b****ES BETTA BANG YO b****ES b**** YOU BETTA LISTEN OR THEY GON FIND YOU MISSIN YOU DONT LIKE TO LISTEN AND YOU SMELL LIKE FISHES ALL YO PANTIES DIRTY AND WHAT THE HELLA IS TH-
DUDE SHUT THE f*** UP!!! Where is my damn stash!
Mannnn I ain't got your cash, I ain't even got my own. Tyga walked in with that goofy ass smile on his face.
That's what you get for leaving it around the house. Knowing Trey steal.
Man I plead the fifth I smoked a little bit of it, but I ain't smoke it all. But I ain't got it on me right now. All of a sudden the door downstairs opens. We walked down to see Wayne and Drake downstairs.
Ahhhh hell is about to break loose.
Needs 5 girls
Its not gonna be a long story just something I wanted to try lol
P.S. I know its short but hey
Sincerely Yours, TSJ