BOSS Game
A Little Advice From the Big Homie.
The universal street code of ethics.
Rule #1
- Street niggas are prohibited from calling the cops for any reason. Tax paying, law-abiding squares are allowed to call the cops. You, street nigga, can not.
Rule #2
- Face this fact. You’re going to prison. Either that or a casket, so be ready. Both are a lock, so at very least, find out what the nature of your crime costs to bond out. Note: don’t get mad if a nigga doesn’t bail you out. No one owes you anything in this game. The game provides you with everything you need and want. It’s on you to get yours.
Rule #3
- Stack your chips and floss hard as hell. Personally, I admire the dope man of old that exuded opulence. I suggest, you stack your chips, but I can appreciate option #2.
Rule #4
- Involve no pigs in street business. (See Rule 1), no matter how bloody or personal it gets. Example, if you shoot me, I have the option to shoot back. Not have the law settle my beef.
Rule #5
- Be Robinhood. You are in essence destroying lost souls that were doomed anyway. To balance your karma, you must show respect to your elders, treat the ghetto children, buy school supplies, protect your turf from outsiders, spread some love when someones lights are out, etc. Fail to comply and the hood will turn against you.
Rule #6
- Help your mother out the ghetto.
Rule #7
- No gratuitous violence. You have a gun…beautiful. Don’t pull it and not use it. Don’t use it where a good old fashioned fist fight will suffice. Try to keep as much blood off of your money as possible.
Rule #8
- Take what’s yours. The more people fear you, the more they desire seeing you broke, in prison, or deceased. Big time D.D.’s are usually soft street punks with a flair for using their financial status to compensate for their lack of balls. No one will give you anything in this game. You have to take what you want because the game only honors the bold and assertive. So, save hard, ball hard, and make connections to get all you can. So, when the fire dies down and the smoke clears, you’ll feel better about yourself. Hang with three broke niggas, and you’ll be the fourth.
Rule #9
- The game don’t stop just cuz a playa gets knocked. These things are not slick sounding phrases, these things hold truth. If and when you go to jail, don’t be a bitch. Keep fighting. The game is about fighting poverty. You either continue to sell dope, or learn the other hussle; this other hustle I speak of is called CAPITALISM. JFK’s father was just like us. He got his money during prohibition, invested it in his children and political connections, thus leading to he and his children’s immortal places in history. Black men don’t shoot for legacies anymore, we shoot for 28″ rims. Cut the games.
Rule #10
- Don’t get high off your own supply. No need to explain that. However, if you do fall victim to your hussle, the code of ethics still applies as written. Remember this, drug abuse changes you chemically. And, it has the ability to steal your soul. But, like money, it will only make you more of what you are.
These are the basics. I wrote them because my religion isn’t Islam or Christianity. My thing is the streets, a most necessary evil. The game is basically dead or evolving. Being a street nigga means being totally free. Free to live, free to self-destruct. It’s not for everyone, hell, I don’t even recommend it to anyone. But for those of us that crave power and recognition where none is in sight, this thing here is for us! No regrets, no apologies.
Lamont (B.I.G. Fridge) Needum
S.N.P. Class of ‘94
