almost got popped by the big guys

well, yesterday i got the bright idea after cashing my income check that i was gonna do what i do everytime i get some extra money, go to the hood n buy dope... so i call dude up n as usual he says "call me when ur down here" except it was a different dude than usual, but with the same number, strange. so i call him when i'm close n he tells me "come up into the projects".....

well, little do i know that right at the front theres a booth where they have a gate to let cars go through.... with 3 fuckin cops in this bitch, questionin the fuck out of me n shit, i tell em i'm loanin my boy jim 50 bucks n he's in his friends room, so they ask waht room n all this shit n i call up my dude n ask him all this shit, then i walk up in this stairwell, n ask him if there gonna search me cuz they were suspicous as fuck n he says nah, but i put the shit in my shoe under the sole anyway.

so i get back in the car, start it, n right as i'm rollin out they walk out behind this shed n come up to the car n they were like "man u aint even go in the shanner building" n i was like "thats cuz i met him in that stairwell u watched me walk up" but they made me get out the car n shit anyway n searched it, they found my wooden pipe n asked if i smoked bud n i was like "yea"... then they find a spoon n ask if i do heroin n i say "not anymore, i know this is a hot dope spot, i found that shit in my brothers room n i'ma beat him in the fuckin head with it when i see him tonight".... then they found this rolled up tinfoil with the tinsiest amount of white powder in it n i'm like "that aint coke, its inositol, the shit u use to cut coke, my bro puts tin foil on his scale and weighs out his cut n then dumps it off the tinfoil into his bag n mixes it all up, they go for that too haha... meanwhile i got a pin under the left soul and a half bun under the right...

stashmaster mahfucker, it was rainin out so i knew they werent bout to make me take the shoes off in the rain... i think thats at least the 7th time i've gotten away with drugs on my person being searched... sick wit it

and no, i aint a junkie dickhead, so dont gimme shit about how bad heroin is n blah blah blah, cuz i already know, thats y i dont do it on a consistent basis, cuz i cant afford that shit, i gotta go to work n i aint tryin to feel like shit for that

jus wanted to clear that up

 

ur probable cause is right out in the open, 1. i'm white in the projects, 2. they asked what building and room number i was going to, which was 204 in the sherran building... i didnt go in that building, i went up on the steps for a matter of 5 seconds, and then came back down the steps, and when your in an area of high drug trafficing like that, it looks like i just went and got dope.... so that was all the probable cause they needed..... and they aint worried about a little weed or a cheap corncob pipe in the projects, they got crack and heroin to deal with. not to mention, i knew i already had my shit strait so i didnt get all scared n shit like most people would, cuz i knew i was walkin