Title:           Gangsta Rap coloring book
Author:          MiroslawStanislav
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/2wDhYdTf
First Edit:      Wednesday 28th of March 2012 03:54:46 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 28th of March 2012 03:54:46 PM CDT

>Wake up in a field
>Ain't feelin like no Pdiddy no eminem not like a real nigga fo sho!
Bitch tits, where the f*ck are my homies, where the f*ck is my home
>Suddenly, yellow horse pops up, picking flowers
Yo It's a yellow horse! HAHAHAHA! I gotta take a pic of dis shit
>The yellow horse jumps 4 feet in the air as soon as you say yo
>Snap a picture of her
>"H-h-hello??"
HOLY SHIT! THIS HORSE IS TALKIN! I must be trippin since I jus thought u talked!
>"W-well I am t-talking. S-so do all my f-f-friends..."
THERE ARE MORE OF YOU! AHAHAHAHA oh jesus, if my sis Laquesha was here, she'd be flippin a shit
 
1/x
 
>"W-what are you!?"
A real nigga, fo sho!
>"A... A nigga?"
Yeah a real nigga! Jus like Snoop dog! Like my buddy Tyrone!
>"I gotta tell Twilight, f-follow me!"
Ok, as long as we swing by mcdiddies for a big mac
>"Big macintosh? You know him?!"
Yeah Big mac, is a tasty fuckin meal, I get one erry time I go to mcdonalds.
>"B-big macintosh isn't a meal... He's a pony"
Not in my world he ain't, comeon, les go.
>Walking with that damn Yellow nigga down to ponyville was the easy part, hand resting on yo gat just incase some goddamn poleec show up.
>Rap the entire way there
 
2/x
 
>Eventually yellow quiet starts getting her jimmies in a bunch over the lyrics
>"Pop a cap in yo ass, shank yo homie in the ass, shank yo buddy in the throat, what kind of a song is this?"
Ain't ever heard of rap? You mus' be missing out
>"Yes in fact, I have heard rap, and It's nothing as violent and cruel as what you are singing."
Sheet nigga, yo world must be real peaceful, no 5-0 shootin yo homies over a pack a skittles or nothin
>"That's right, Equestria is known for its low crime rate, I don't even think I've heard anyone 'Shanking his homie in the chest with his Budk Katana' "
Then you is missin out! Real niggas stick together, thick an thin. U shank my homie, I shank yours!
>"C-can't you just... I dunno, talk it out?" yellow quiet muttered
Nah, we talk all da damn time, that's what gets us in these ar-gu-ment-zz
>By now yellow quiet is visibly rustled.
 
3/x
 
>By now you've reached the outside of town
>Walking inside you see all the goddamn horses staring at you like you are kfc
Yo whachu lookin at u racis ass honkey
>"N-nothing"
Yeah that's what I thought, cracka.
>Continue down until reaching a gigantic tree, with a door about shoulder height.
Sheet this place is real classy, something like my cousin' rolo would live in.
>Yellow nigga knocks on the door, and a purple horse walks out
>"Hi twili-"
YO THIS PONY LOOK LIKE GRAPE DRANK
>"Huh" the purple one says
YOU LOOK LIKE GRAPE DRANK!
>"Fluttershy... Uhh... Who is this? And more importantly, what is it?"
Yo my name is anon, hey u got any grape drank grape drank horse, I bet you even taste like grape drank
>"I found him in the forest... and he's awful violent"
Yo I ain't violent, not until one of my niggas get shanked or arrested! Then I get violent.
 
4/x
 
>"I just... I uhh... Well Anon It's nice meeting you, but I have to... uhh, run errands! Yeah that's it, run errands"
WHACHU A RACIS OR SOMETHIN
>Walking up to the grape drank pony, you shove her
>"Hey what the heck man, I'm warning you to stop that"
Whachu gunna do about it
>Suddenly her horn shoots alive and you feel a slight tugging on your shirt
>She's straining heavily,
Da fuq are you doing
>She gives up and let's out a heavy breath
Pfft that's what I thought, pussy ass horse thing. Can't even fight. Whatever, im hungry. Yo yellow thing, can we go catch a bite
>When you turn around, yellow quiet is nowhere to be found, and the door behind you slams
Da fuq. Fuck you stupid horses, u all racis, never seen a blackman before.
>Walk away and towards what looks like a restaurant.
 
5/x
 
>End up walking down the the restaurant, the snoody waiters staring at you.
Yo whachu lookin at, I want a meal.
>"err, yes! Right away sir!"
>Sitting down to a table, the waiter arrives to take your order
Yo why da fuq is all the food hay, or flowers. Doncha got any meat?
>"You mean like pulp?"
No like chicken
>Everyone is shocked and staring at you like you are crazy
What the fuck is wrong wichu niggas. Don't eat meat?
>Walking away, you pull out your gat, a chromed Jennings J-22, and a Chromed Lorcin
If I can't eat no meat at restaurants, I'll just shoot something
>End up walking to a tree house again, with animals all around it
>BANG BANG, you shoot a rabbit in the face
>It doubles over, you gut it and strip it, leaving its guts near the pathway
>Walking to the forest, you start cooking it, it sizzles on the fire
>"T-THAT'S HIM! THAT'S THE GUY WHO KILLED ANGEL!"
>Turning you face three angry guards
Shit the 5-0
>You pulled out your Lorcin right as they lunged, and started firing
>POP POP they drop like rocks
Sheet nigga
>Run innawoods
 
6/x
 
>You been runnin all this time through the forest, you finally take a rest down by a tree
Sheet they gunna put me in prison, and I know what happens in prison, my uncle bubba... I'll neva forgive that wacky ass nigga for what he did to me.
>Suddenly, rustling from behind you.
>You slowly turn and see a gigantic ass kitty
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
>"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH"
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
>You start sprinting away at a speed over mach 1, Usian bolt would be proud
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
>"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
>By now you've shit your britches, which didn't really fall into your pants on account of how low they are, it flew into the cat's face
>It suddenly tumbles downward, you slow to a hault
PffffhhhhAHAHAHAH! LOOK AT THIS UGLY CAT! CAN'T EVEN CHASE DOWN A REAL NIGGA LIKE ME!
>Pullin' out your gat you aim at it holding the gun sideways, shooting three shots at it
>Which only one hit.
>You casually walk off, Swag levels at 9001 percent.
Man I love being a nigga.
 
7/x
 
 
>You slow to catch your breath, all that kfc was getting to your heart
>You were now at some wacky ass honkey castle in the middle of the forest
>You casually strolled around, seeing all the gay ass tapestries hanging from the walls
Pfffff.... Honkeys ain't know no style don't they?
>Suddenly, you hear something moving
YO WHO'S THERE!?!
>"We are here, who goes there peasant?"
YO IMMA REAL NIGGA! Who are you!
>"A r-real nigga..."
>Suddenly a gigantic horse thing colored like darker grape drank emerged
>"WHACHU SAY NIGGA?!?"
YO IT'S LIKE MY CUZ ROCHELLE IS HERE!
>"YO, YOU LIKE RAPE!?!"
RAP? YEAH I LIKE RAP!
>"NO, RAPE"
RAPE? NO I DON'T LIKE RAPE
>Suddenly the horse grew a gigantic ass nigga cock, 3 feet long, short compared to your own
NNNNNNOOOPPPEE!! THIS BITCH IS WACK!
>You sprinted with the speed of 1,000 kenyans out the door
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPE
>Was heard from miles away.
 
8/x
 
>Suddenly you had a heart attack during the running
>You collapsed in pain
If only... I didn't eat that 27 piece meal from KFC
>As you were dying that gigantic ass nigga horse mounted you
>You tried to scream as she raped you but you couldn't
>You died in the forest by the hands of a horse having a nigga moment
 
9/9