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 04-29-2011, 08:56 AM         #121
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 Gmengfx said:
there needs to be a official Prodigys Book thread..and put a ll these together



On trying to steal one of Havoc's hoes:


Jadakiss, Styles P, and Sheek Louch from the Lox squeezed throught VIP after the show to show us love. It was extremely crowded, so Havoc and I stood on the couch to get some breathing room. Havoc spotted a video vixen he used to mess with named Erica, a good looking Latina female who rode in the passenger seat of Fabolous's GT Bentley in his "Breathe" video. Hav pulled her onto the couch where we were standing when he spotted another one of his chicks.

"Keep an eye on Erica," he told me as he headed toward the other woman.

"Okay, cool," I said. Erica was just as twisted as I was. Havoc was gone for a long time so I grabbed her in front of me, my arms wrapped around her waist, my hands at the front of her black c*cktail dress.

"What's really good, Ma?" I whispered in her ear.

"Whatever," she said. I put my hand up the front of her dress and started fingering her right there on the couch in front of everybody. She had no panties on.

"You coming with me," I said. "Let's go."

"Cool, I'm with you," she said. I took her hand and led her to the exit. As we were walking to the parking lot, Havoc rolled up in his G-Wagen Benz. "Erica! Get over here!" he shouted.

"Chill son! We'll see you later on! I yelled, but Havoc demanded that she get into his truck. Erica let go of my hand and bounced with Havoc. Wow, the vultures were out that night.



On the Lakey/Worm robbery:

The Sunday before Murda Muzik dropped, one of Havoc's homies from QB, Fakey came home from doing nine years for shooting at some cops. I went to Freeport to visit Hav, and Fakey was sitting in the kitchen looking happy to be home, being real cool and humble. I didn't know Fakey very well, he was Havoc's boy. I met him once or twice when I first came to QB but he got locked up right after that. I told Fakey we were having an album release party at the Tunnel the following Sunday and that I'd give him twelve VIP passes.

Sunday rolled around and I called Fakey to meet in the early evening on 21st St. in QB so I could give him the passes. Fakey pulled up in a white limousine with a gang of people- Cormega, Ice, Spank, Nut, and a bunch of others. I gave him twelve passes and told him to arrive early b/c the passes were only good until eleven pm. He agreed, then I jetted to Alchemist's crib to meet Havoc and the crew.

Club security tried to rush us into the Tunnel after midnight because the cops were shutting the doors down. "You've got a bunch of people at the side door trying to get in- they say they're with you," one of the security guards told me.

"How many people?" I asked.

"Twelve"

It was Fakey and his crew. I told the security that they had VIP passes. Two cops walked up. "We're closing the club doors for good- you people are either going in or out! Make up your mind!"

I tried my best to talk to the cops and let them know this was our party, but they started getting pushy. "Either go in or you're staying out!"

"fu*k them n*ggaz, P, we gotta do this show," Havoc yelled, heading through the door. "Let's go!"

I told Havoc to wait a minute. I didn't want to leave Fakey and his boys outside without trying to help them get in. "Can I leave one of my boys here with you to point them out so they can get in?" I asked club security, "Please, man, they belong inside with us, they all have passes." He looked at me like he wanted to help. "Those passes were only good until eleven pm. It's almost one o'clock" he said, then paused. "Okay, leave one of your boys with me, I'll see what I can do." I left Godfather at the door with him and went inside.

The club was jam packed. When we hit the stage to perform the crowd went crazy- our first time performing in the Tunnel after all those years of hanging out there!

My Benz was parked outside the front door, and as soon as we stepped outside after popping bottles in VIP, I saw Fakey and his crew looking disappointed because they couldn't get in. Fakey walked up to me and police told me to move my car. "Meet me around the block so we can talk," I told Fakey.

Around the corner, we got out of our rides to talk on the sidewalk. Fakey told me that Ice's car was stolen while they were trying to get in, and Ice wanted me to pay for it. Ha! "Tell Ice to get out the car and tell me that himself." I said. Fakey got Ice. I knew Ice way better than I know Fakey from partying together in the Tunnel for years while Fakey was locked up. Ice had a dumbass look on his face when he walked up, like he knew he was about to tell me some bullsh*t and he also knew that I wasn't gonna go for it.

"My car's missing and I don't know if it got stolen or towed," he said.

"That's not my problem," I said. "I'm not paying for it."

"Forget about it, P it's not your fault," Ice said, and got back in the car.

"Don't even worry about it, n*ggaz is just mad they couldn't get in" Fakey said. "I tried to convince them to let y'all in but you come too late. I told you the passes were only good till eleven pm." I said "At least you tried," he said. "We're really mad at Havoc because we grew up with him and it seemed like he didn't give a fu*k about us..." While Fakey was speaking, somebody got out of the car to take a p!ss on the corner. I couldn't see who it was from where I was standing. Engaged in conversation. I didn't take notice as the kid snuck around some cars, moving toward me, snuffing me right in my nose. I dropped to the ground, unaware of who or what him me. As I was getting up, I saw it was the little dirty n*gga Worm! He lifted my chain off my neck while I was still in a daze and then he ran to get back inside the car.

"Yo, what the fu*k is you doin!" Fakey screamed as if he was confused, but right away I suspected that these n*ggaz set me up. Why would they have Worm with them when they're fully aware of all the situation with him and Mobb Deep? They wanna set me up? I'm the one who gave them twelve passes.

Hav always told me, "Stop hanging out in QB, don't trust them n*ggaz." But it's not my style to cut everybody off because of a few bad apples in the bunch.

I was one of the only n*ggaz in QB actively shooting videos and movies, showing love to the up-and-coming artists, and keeping close ties when everybody else stopped coming around. I wasn't trying to be something I'm not. I didn't let money or fame make me paranoid to the point where I was scared to come to the hood. I didn't have a reason to have fear in my heart b/c I'm genuine. Only liars have fear, because they're scared somebody will catch on to their lies. The only reason I'd stop dealing with a person was if they did something foul to me, and nobody from QB ever did anything foul to me until then.

Worm snatched my chain and ran. I popped open my car's hood to get my gun out to shoot up that piece of sh*t Land Rover that he, Fakey, Spank, Mega and Ice were in. I looked over at Stobo and he already knew what I was thinking. The only thing that stopped me from punching holes in that jeep was Ice and Cormega. If they weren't in there, I'd probably be doing murder time right now. Fakey and Worm thought they were so gangsta, but a a real gangsta n*gga almost put an end tp their career as petty crooks that night. I sat in the driver's deat with the gun on my lap itching to show those wanna-be thugs how I got down. But my better judgement caused me to pull off. I'll catch em soon enough.

Godfather called later that night telling me that Fakey and Worm robbed Noyd in QB and hit him in the head with a bottle. Somebody needs to k!ll one of these bummy a.ss clowns.

At home that night, when Kiki saw my swollen face and asked what happened I broke down crying. Man it was embarassing telling her what happened. All the years I'd been in QB, I'd never had problems with people because my hand didn't call for that. I wanted to murder one of these n*ggaz for making me go home to my women like that.

The following morning I called Fakey and told him to meet me in QB to give me my chain back. Fakey said he got it from Worm and could meet whenever I was ready. I called Hav to tell him what was going on. "Don't go P, don't trust them," he kept telling me. "You shouldn't go to QB no more."

"Man, listen, fu*k all that" I said. "I'm not scared of these bi*ch a.ss n*ggaz and I'm getting my chain back."

Havoc was just looking out for my safety, but what he was telling me was the total opposite of how my pops raised me. When I got to the projects, I called Fakey and he told me he had to go to the studio with Nas and we could meet by the Hit Factory in Manhattan. Mind you, I was by myself. No army, no gang, no soldiers. Just me and my nine Ruger. Even if I'd wanted a gang I didn't have anybody to turn to because my gang was telling me, "don't do it don't go." The only person who said he would roll with me was Jonathan Lighty (Chris Lighty of Violator Management's brother) and I didn't even ask him to roll.

When I got to the Hit Factory, Fakey and Cormega met me outside and Fakey put my chain on my neck. It made me feel like a herb, like he was doing me a favor or something.

"You ok?" Mega asked.

"Yeah," I said. My eye was turning black from being punched in the nose. Fakey and Mega looked at me shaking their heads as if feeling sorry for me.

"Wanna come to Nas' session with us?" Fakey asked.

"fu*k it, why not" I wanted to show them I wasn't scared, so we walked into the session. I talked to Fakey and Nas about Worm. Fakey kept telling me he didn't know Worm was going to go that and blah blah blah. As long as Fakey gave me my chain back, he wasn't a problem for now. But Worm was definitely going to get dealt with ASAP.

After the lame setup that Fakey and Worm pulled at the Tunnel, the very next Sunday Worm was walking around the Tunnel and one of my boys from Hempstead cracked his face open with a Moet bottle. Worm didn't know who broke that bottle on his face or why, so just to tell people he'd gotten revenge, the Sunday after that Worm went back to the Tunnel with a gun and opened fire on a random parked car. After shooting half of his gun clip into the car, k!lling the young man in the driver's seat and wounding the others, Worm tried to run off but three undercover cops jumped out of a car right next to the car Worm shot up, yelling "Freeze! Drop the gun."

Worm fired shots at the cops while running to his car with the cops chasing and shooting at him. The cops shot up Worm's ride, ridding his body with bullets and almost k!lling him. Worm got fifty years to life.
props for even typing all this.
 04-29-2011, 09:48 AM         #122
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this shyt is priceless 4 real b......:cool-smiley-009:
 7 years ago '11        #123
inthezone 5 heat pts
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i recommend the book to any hiphop fan
 7 years ago '07        #124
whowantit 36 heat pts36
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I think more rappers (and R&B artists) are going to be releasing books now and telling behind the scenes stories like these once they see the attention this book gets.
 7 years ago '04        #125
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 knives said:
props i'ma get this book now. love hearing hip hop stories like this. Anyone recommened more hip hop related stuff like this? I'd appreciate it. need some sh*t for my ipad.
Try to find DMX book. Think it was called Earl, real good read, and u will read it in his voice lol
 04-29-2011, 11:33 AM         #126
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Props on everyone typing parts of the book on here, gave me a good laugh here at work...
 7 years ago '06        #127
Yung Dilla 1498 heat pts1498
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 bkid said:



"Aye I'm the clean up man
It ain't too many n*ggas that can do it like I can
When them records ain't sellin and the snitches start tellin'
Motherfu*ker they yellin' - GET 'EM BUCK!"


"I can carry the weight, 50 just put it on my shoulders
G-Unit is the gang, I'm a motherfu*kin soldier"


looks like Buck hanged up the phone that day and went to the studio record this song

lnmfaooo i was just about to post this buck was the best in g-unit
 7 years ago '12        #128
DoMieD 5 heat pts
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Funny thing is Bucks albums sh*t on anything P ever did with G-Unit
 7 years ago '09        #129
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 Hovi Bryant said:
I'm losing a lot of respect for P right now.

Is the book about him or about everyone else? On some ol Gossip sh*t.
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Dudes airin out other peoples dirty laundry like SuperHead, on some bi*ch sh*t
 7 years ago '10        #130
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 Storchaveli said:
Man I don't give a sh*t if you're Obama and I'm Secret Service, you don't pull me by the arm like I'm your child. I get Buck's an idiot, but damn Buck, you just took that?

And props, threadstarter... Not because I care about Prodigy's wack a.ss but because you read books. That's rare around these parts.
Niigga dont be dumb he basically gave you props and called the rest of Bx illiterate in that one sentence.
 7 years ago '08        #131
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Dope fu*kin thread
 04-29-2011, 01:20 PM         #132
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I can't find the .pdf online anywhere!
 7 years ago '08        #133
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this n*gga on some TMZ sh*t i thought mobb deep was REAL STREET n*ggaS...STOP SNITCHIN n*gga
 7 years ago '07        #134
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 DrX said:
50 treated buck like sh*t and buck was about to do time for aftermath
sounds like buck had to save face for all the dumb isht he pulled.
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