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Lil Wayne, Memes, and Shit: Lil Wayne Threatens Australian Crowd With Pistols After a Water Bottle ls Thrown On Stage @balleralert Lil Wayne Threatens Australian Crowd With Pistols After a Water Bottle Is Thrown On Stage - blogged by @MsJennyb (Video @tmz) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ LilWayne is not one to be played with, at least that’s what he implied at the Jumanji Festival in Sydney over the weekend. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In a video obtained by TMZ, the rapper is seen performing on stage at the festival when a water bottle is tossed in his direction. Which, in turn, forced Weezy to stop the show and address the situation. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Okay, so let me let you know,” he said, “Where I’m from, I think ya’ll know that’s the states, we don’t throw shit on stage because all my niggas got pistols and they don’t know who to shoot at.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “So if you throw something else, I’ma be more safe and I’ma be the bigger person and just leave, cause I don’t wanna kill everybody,” he said. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ According to TMZ, Australia has very strict gun laws, so it remains unclear how Weezy’s crew managed to get away with packing. But, all is well that ends well, right?
Lil Wayne, Memes, and Shit: Lil Wayne Threatens Australian Crowd
 With Pistols After a Water Bottle ls
 Thrown On Stage
 @balleralert
Lil Wayne Threatens Australian Crowd With Pistols After a Water Bottle Is Thrown On Stage - blogged by @MsJennyb (Video @tmz) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ LilWayne is not one to be played with, at least that’s what he implied at the Jumanji Festival in Sydney over the weekend. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ In a video obtained by TMZ, the rapper is seen performing on stage at the festival when a water bottle is tossed in his direction. Which, in turn, forced Weezy to stop the show and address the situation. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Okay, so let me let you know,” he said, “Where I’m from, I think ya’ll know that’s the states, we don’t throw shit on stage because all my niggas got pistols and they don’t know who to shoot at.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “So if you throw something else, I’ma be more safe and I’ma be the bigger person and just leave, cause I don’t wanna kill everybody,” he said. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ According to TMZ, Australia has very strict gun laws, so it remains unclear how Weezy’s crew managed to get away with packing. But, all is well that ends well, right?

Lil Wayne Threatens Australian Crowd With Pistols After a Water Bottle Is Thrown On Stage - blogged by @MsJennyb (Video @tmz) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀...

Af, Bitch, and Finals: "yo mama so fat, she go to the movies and sit next to everbody" 3rd grade niggas: If you black there’s no such thing as cyber bullying or bullying in general for that matter. You gotta have tough skin in this cruel world. Flash back to the simpler times when you roast someone you had to be there not on Twitter. Yo mama jokes were probably the most fierce and cruel for two reasons. 1. because it’s personal and 2. because it’s personal. I can talk all the shit about my momma but if someone else do it these hands are registered to deal some damage. In middle school we had a sub for the day. Everybody knows the Sub gets less respect then Yamcha. Sub teachers get no love in the public school system. Usually we rejoicing cause our teacher was mean af and we get to do shit we usually don’t getaway with. This one sub (she was white) was unseasoned and uncultured. We was probably her first black class she ran into. Shit went left from the jump when she couldn’t pronounce the more challenging ghetto names like Shiquda carpayment or Walter Watermelon Jenkins the 3rd or what my niggas called Dae dae. This sub came fully prepared with a lesson and all that. We gave no fucks she eventually said fuck it too and gave free time. We started to get into yo momma jokes. At first the sub was hesitant but she saw we didn’t care it was all fun and games. It’s 3rd period and we literally having a 20 man battle royale roast session. It looked like a March madness bracket the way we had rounds set up. The sub tryna be hip and hops in to roast dae dae in the semi finals. It was fun till it got personal. The Teacher had to take it to another level like she Jiren from Super. “Yo momma so ugly that’s why you don’t got a daddy DAE dae”. Like damn bitch we some kids you really had to take it there. I can see defeat in dae daes eyes as he begin to go for his turn. My boy done stuttered and that’s automatic disqualification once a person begins to stutter just pull out a clip board for the L they have to receive. My Becky won yo momma that day. After school dae dae momma pulled up to school and he told her what happen. Shortly after Ms. Becky got robbed in the parking lot. Long story short don’t fuck with a kid name dae dae. That shit almost sound like dangerous.
Af, Bitch, and Finals: "yo mama so fat, she go to the movies
 and sit next to everbody"
 3rd grade niggas:
If you black there’s no such thing as cyber bullying or bullying in general for that matter. You gotta have tough skin in this cruel world. Flash back to the simpler times when you roast someone you had to be there not on Twitter. Yo mama jokes were probably the most fierce and cruel for two reasons. 1. because it’s personal and 2. because it’s personal. I can talk all the shit about my momma but if someone else do it these hands are registered to deal some damage. In middle school we had a sub for the day. Everybody knows the Sub gets less respect then Yamcha. Sub teachers get no love in the public school system. Usually we rejoicing cause our teacher was mean af and we get to do shit we usually don’t getaway with. This one sub (she was white) was unseasoned and uncultured. We was probably her first black class she ran into. Shit went left from the jump when she couldn’t pronounce the more challenging ghetto names like Shiquda carpayment or Walter Watermelon Jenkins the 3rd or what my niggas called Dae dae. This sub came fully prepared with a lesson and all that. We gave no fucks she eventually said fuck it too and gave free time. We started to get into yo momma jokes. At first the sub was hesitant but she saw we didn’t care it was all fun and games. It’s 3rd period and we literally having a 20 man battle royale roast session. It looked like a March madness bracket the way we had rounds set up. The sub tryna be hip and hops in to roast dae dae in the semi finals. It was fun till it got personal. The Teacher had to take it to another level like she Jiren from Super. “Yo momma so ugly that’s why you don’t got a daddy DAE dae”. Like damn bitch we some kids you really had to take it there. I can see defeat in dae daes eyes as he begin to go for his turn. My boy done stuttered and that’s automatic disqualification once a person begins to stutter just pull out a clip board for the L they have to receive. My Becky won yo momma that day. After school dae dae momma pulled up to school and he told her what happen. Shortly after Ms. Becky got robbed in the parking lot. Long story short don’t fuck with a kid name dae dae. That shit almost sound like dangerous.

If you black there’s no such thing as cyber bullying or bullying in general for that matter. You gotta have tough skin in this cruel world. ...

Ass, Bailey Jay, and Crazy: When you can't remember if you pulled out or not & she's tweeting "My stomach hurts" Chapter 1 Conception: It was me and my niggas was posted up in the testis when the emergency broadcast system begins to go off from head quarters, telling us we had a mission to do. Its crazy how fast things can turn into a hard situation. Its about 200 million of us deep ready to dp work. We hop on the mothership “Big black destroyer” and began our way to the mission site. Situation getting fishy and I don’t eat Anchovies. The squad faced adversity with heavy rain word to Hurricane Harvey. Both back engines were burst and we were forced to make a emergency evacuation. one by one all my niggas were vacuumed out their respective pods. It’s my turn and I go and land on the landing Zone. I look around and my homies and dying left and right. Not everyone can make this journey. We begin pushing forward to the Goal. It looked like the million man march. Im swimming fast as fuck to be first. I’m surely not the fastest one in the pack. I toss a flash bang to blind the ones in front of me. I use my turbo boost and shot passed them. A Nigga was swimming like Michael Phelps. I get to the finish line and look back to see where my homies is at. Not one to be found. Im trapped into a sticky matrix. I began to notice overtime i was taking on a new transformation. I looked like Goku in the Medical Machine. Getting stronger, growing new body parts, shit done changed. My momma was in labor for 12 hours. She shot me out like a cannon ball. It took the power of a true Sayian queen to release me from this inprisionment. Im finally free. I felt like Oj when he first came out. The light hit me like solar flare i tried to run from it and couldn’t. The doctor holding me checking out my dick. Homie slapped my ass like i was some $10 stripper. Nigga was trying to cut my dick but i wasn’t having it. I peed in his mouth miss me with that gay shit. That day legend was born. All my friends are dead. She pushed me to the edge. (Follow @Genuineguy if tagged or laughed for more )
Ass, Bailey Jay, and Crazy: When you can't remember if you
 pulled out or not & she's tweeting "My
 stomach hurts"
Chapter 1 Conception: It was me and my niggas was posted up in the testis when the emergency broadcast system begins to go off from head quarters, telling us we had a mission to do. Its crazy how fast things can turn into a hard situation. Its about 200 million of us deep ready to dp work. We hop on the mothership “Big black destroyer” and began our way to the mission site. Situation getting fishy and I don’t eat Anchovies. The squad faced adversity with heavy rain word to Hurricane Harvey. Both back engines were burst and we were forced to make a emergency evacuation. one by one all my niggas were vacuumed out their respective pods. It’s my turn and I go and land on the landing Zone. I look around and my homies and dying left and right. Not everyone can make this journey. We begin pushing forward to the Goal. It looked like the million man march. Im swimming fast as fuck to be first. I’m surely not the fastest one in the pack. I toss a flash bang to blind the ones in front of me. I use my turbo boost and shot passed them. A Nigga was swimming like Michael Phelps. I get to the finish line and look back to see where my homies is at. Not one to be found. Im trapped into a sticky matrix. I began to notice overtime i was taking on a new transformation. I looked like Goku in the Medical Machine. Getting stronger, growing new body parts, shit done changed. My momma was in labor for 12 hours. She shot me out like a cannon ball. It took the power of a true Sayian queen to release me from this inprisionment. Im finally free. I felt like Oj when he first came out. The light hit me like solar flare i tried to run from it and couldn’t. The doctor holding me checking out my dick. Homie slapped my ass like i was some $10 stripper. Nigga was trying to cut my dick but i wasn’t having it. I peed in his mouth miss me with that gay shit. That day legend was born. All my friends are dead. She pushed me to the edge. (Follow @Genuineguy if tagged or laughed for more )

Chapter 1 Conception: It was me and my niggas was posted up in the testis when the emergency broadcast system begins to go off from head qua...