Yo' dawg, it's me TURbo. I flew in to Los Santos to make a name fo' myself. The only contact I had was Lamar from life invader.
I started small. Did some low pay high risk jobs from Gerald, and Simeon. I robbed over 20 convenience and liquor stores in the state of San Andreas. I risked my life to repo a car for only 2 G's.
Now I hear, that the State of San Andreas is giving $500,000 to all hustlers, just because they flew into Los Santos? That shit is wack. I had to save my money to get a nice 10 car garage, with a penthouse high end apartment off the Del Perro Freeway. All I had was a 9, and hustle on my mind, and now pussy ass bitches can get that without tryin? Dat shits fucked up.
I stole a large cargo transport aircraft from a private military contractor. I broke into a military base to steal transport helicopter and also destroy fighter jets.
I went from nothin' into something. I started as muscle and worked my way up to commissioner in my crew. I got 335K in the bank, and made over 2 mill. I only had a Cheval Fugitive. Now I have a tricked out Ruiner, Dominator, Cavaclade, Bati 801, Elegy Rh-8, and a Sabre Turbo. I got a nice flat screen, and I blow endo, and take shots of henney in my crib. I got a mothafuckin' arsenal of AK's M4s, sawed, pump, Double A, shotty. Cops or other punk ass gangs can't stop me.
Anyway Rockstar got the whole block bumpin, I ain't gonna like it but the hood gone love it.
Peace out. LASERTIME Fo' Lyfe.
TURbo
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