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K-Funk | StreebPoppa | C-Money | Lil' Per-c

Coo' everybody, listen down, cuz I is bout t' tell yo' ass how it be. Fuck dat shit. Me an' mah brothas from N-town(down low, Norman, Okla-motherfuckin-homa) be representin t' da damn fullest. So's we'ze felt da damn need t' make down dis website about all da whack gangsta shit dat be poppin' down in N-town. Enjoy, mothafuckas. Ya' know?

Now in da house's da story o' how it all came t' be. Fuckin' A! One day me an' da damn boyz wuz kickin' wit da damn westside flavor, when all o' some sudden it occured t'us upon some half-puffed blunt, half-drank bottle o' jack, an' some kinda' 7-11 burritos.......

{reoccurence of key past event}

K-Funk: Hey yo playa, I been thinkin'.
Streebpoppa: Ah shit.
K-Funk: Yo, peep dis: whut's missin' in our lives?
Streebpoppa: Uh.... foe inches in da crotch an' some bottle o' scotch?
K-Funk: ......
Streebpoppa: ......?
K-Funk: .....whut da damn F-U-C-fuckin'-K be yo' ass rappin' about? Nah, check dis out. We need sump'n mo' in our lives. We need some kinda' divine mothafuckin' purpose dat rolls us ta excel in whut we do an' succeed at whateva' life throws at us.
Streebpoppa: Yo slut, pass da courvoisia'.
K-Funk: .....whut?! Dude we ain't gots no fuckin' courvoisia' bizatch! Sip on yo' diesel-aid an' shut the fuck up.

{end reoccurence of key past event}

So's dair yo' ass have it, ya'll jive ass turkeys. Dat's when we decided we needed t' make some website an' devote all o' our passion an' thug love into da damn thang. Yo, 4 real, dis be about keepin' it gangsta. What a ripoff. Da day I die be da damn day I stop keepin' gangsta. So's scope da damn site out, it be off da hook. Da bomb! An' I check yo' ass on da flip side. Paice.