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Abc, Ass, and Barber: He must have said some real dumb shit to necked so mf hard it ended up on ABC 13 ABC13 Houston @abc13houstor Elementary school sends warning about "necking" game abc13.co/2PmzaB3 This next generation is sooooooo soft. First of all it ain’t even called necking. That’s when your dick getting swallowed by a real one and the head of your dick smacking her voice box. You ain’t no real nigga if you ain’t have your neck pimp slapped. Coming to school after getting a hair cut was the worse. The pain from this use to be unbearable. It wasn’t even the pain that use to catch me, it was just that niggas had no moderation or chill when they did this. You could be chugging some chocolate milk and unexpectedly here comes Malik heavy handed ass. End up coughing up a lung. This why everybody got that damn 2k haircut fade. we not tryna go back to those days. And don’t even start me when your birthday come around. We use to get jumped for our birthday. Birthday punches use to cause fights. You know kids in the hood got pinned up aggression. You think it’s your homie giving you a homie punch? Nah nigga just mad all his fruit roll ups is gone, there’s some extra behind that hit. Plus stop don’t mean stop that mean man up pussy. I got hit in my back so hard one time homie played Jenga with my spine. Whole back collapsed and I walk like a Dead Space boss villain. When that alcohol hit my neck in the barber chair it burn like usher. Neck sizzling like a benihana grill.
Abc, Ass, and Barber: He must have said some real dumb shit
 to necked so mf hard it ended up on
 ABC 13
 ABC13 Houston @abc13houstor
 Elementary school sends warning about
 "necking" game abc13.co/2PmzaB3
This next generation is sooooooo soft. First of all it ain’t even called necking. That’s when your dick getting swallowed by a real one and the head of your dick smacking her voice box. You ain’t no real nigga if you ain’t have your neck pimp slapped. Coming to school after getting a hair cut was the worse. The pain from this use to be unbearable. It wasn’t even the pain that use to catch me, it was just that niggas had no moderation or chill when they did this. You could be chugging some chocolate milk and unexpectedly here comes Malik heavy handed ass. End up coughing up a lung. This why everybody got that damn 2k haircut fade. we not tryna go back to those days. And don’t even start me when your birthday come around. We use to get jumped for our birthday. Birthday punches use to cause fights. You know kids in the hood got pinned up aggression. You think it’s your homie giving you a homie punch? Nah nigga just mad all his fruit roll ups is gone, there’s some extra behind that hit. Plus stop don’t mean stop that mean man up pussy. I got hit in my back so hard one time homie played Jenga with my spine. Whole back collapsed and I walk like a Dead Space boss villain. When that alcohol hit my neck in the barber chair it burn like usher. Neck sizzling like a benihana grill.

This next generation is sooooooo soft. First of all it ain’t even called necking. That’s when your dick getting swallowed by a real one and ...

Ass, Bad, and Barber: @lazyboy bout to pop these and call it a night 3 Here's a story from @t.e.r.o.m.e that no one saw - My hair was a mess. You could put your hand in that mf and it'll never come back type shit. So I hit up the barbershop in that bad neighbor cause that's where they got the freshest cuts. But turns out my barber was convicted of sex trafficking in the middle east. So now I had to find the right person to perform an exorcism on my head. The only barber near me was a GreatClips. Man why does every white barbershop start with an adjective and something involving cuts. SuperCuts. RadicalClips SuperbTrims Anyway it was my only option cause my head was in Last Stand. I pull up to the shop and open the door. All the white people turned their heads toward the door and frowned. "Howdy!" "Uh, hi?" "What can I do for ya?" "This is a barbershop right?" "Yessir." "THEN I NEED A FUCKING HAIRCUT YOU PASTY ASS NIGGA." "Will do sir. Have a seat." I plop down in the chair and stare straight ahead, avoiding the stares of other people. "How would you like it sir?" "Man I don't care whatchu do to it just cut it off." "You got it!" Just before I closed my eyes something hit the back of my head. "OW WHAT THE FUCK?!" I turn around and see my barber throwing the clippers at me from a distance. "NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" "Im cutting your hair sir?" At this point I could care less. I sat there and ate them hits to my head for 10 minutes straight. When he was done I had a massive migraine and a sore scalp. I look at the barber and he's smiling. "How does it look?" he hands me the mirror and oh my God. No. Hell no. Nuh uh. Ain't no way. How tf- "What's wrong?" "BOOYYYY IF YOU DONT FIX MY SHIT IM WHOOPING EVERYBODY ASS." "Sir I'm confused what's wrong?" "WHAT'S WRONG? NIGGA I HAVE A BOWL CUT. A FUCKING BOWL CUT. DOES IT LOOK LIKE I SHOOT UP SCHOOLS? HUH?" "I'm sorry sir what would you like me to do?" Nah it's too late. I calmly get out of my chair, walk out the front door, and open the trunk. "Sir you have to pay for that haircut." Oh im gonna pay. I reached into the trunk and pulled out Ol' Reliable.
Ass, Bad, and Barber: @lazyboy
 bout to pop these and call it a night 3
Here's a story from @t.e.r.o.m.e that no one saw - My hair was a mess. You could put your hand in that mf and it'll never come back type shit. So I hit up the barbershop in that bad neighbor cause that's where they got the freshest cuts. But turns out my barber was convicted of sex trafficking in the middle east. So now I had to find the right person to perform an exorcism on my head. The only barber near me was a GreatClips. Man why does every white barbershop start with an adjective and something involving cuts. SuperCuts. RadicalClips SuperbTrims Anyway it was my only option cause my head was in Last Stand. I pull up to the shop and open the door. All the white people turned their heads toward the door and frowned. "Howdy!" "Uh, hi?" "What can I do for ya?" "This is a barbershop right?" "Yessir." "THEN I NEED A FUCKING HAIRCUT YOU PASTY ASS NIGGA." "Will do sir. Have a seat." I plop down in the chair and stare straight ahead, avoiding the stares of other people. "How would you like it sir?" "Man I don't care whatchu do to it just cut it off." "You got it!" Just before I closed my eyes something hit the back of my head. "OW WHAT THE FUCK?!" I turn around and see my barber throwing the clippers at me from a distance. "NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" "Im cutting your hair sir?" At this point I could care less. I sat there and ate them hits to my head for 10 minutes straight. When he was done I had a massive migraine and a sore scalp. I look at the barber and he's smiling. "How does it look?" he hands me the mirror and oh my God. No. Hell no. Nuh uh. Ain't no way. How tf- "What's wrong?" "BOOYYYY IF YOU DONT FIX MY SHIT IM WHOOPING EVERYBODY ASS." "Sir I'm confused what's wrong?" "WHAT'S WRONG? NIGGA I HAVE A BOWL CUT. A FUCKING BOWL CUT. DOES IT LOOK LIKE I SHOOT UP SCHOOLS? HUH?" "I'm sorry sir what would you like me to do?" Nah it's too late. I calmly get out of my chair, walk out the front door, and open the trunk. "Sir you have to pay for that haircut." Oh im gonna pay. I reached into the trunk and pulled out Ol' Reliable.

Here's a story from @t.e.r.o.m.e that no one saw - My hair was a mess. You could put your hand in that mf and it'll never come back type shi...