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Horror Stories when Copping off the Street

jr0k said:
@lee Sorry, I worded that poorly. I was asking hypothetically, "I wonder if you're(as in someone, not you specifically) a DEA agent who gets addicted..." I was meaning to ask if an undercover agent who ends up getting addicted to drugs through having to do them to perform his job would be penalized through his job for it in anyway, or if they would just accept it as an occupational hazard. I in no way meant to imply that you yourself were a cop by any means. Sorry for the confusion... Thanks for the stories from the guy though.
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No offense taken. And yes they do accept it as an occupational hazard because this was the DEA agent guys second stay there at the facility. He was there once 7 years ago and I know this is true because the staff even remembered him and this was talked about. He got his same job back once after a 28 day inpatient treatment.

One of the last things he said to me was that he was not going back to his job because he could not stay clean, it was out of the question in an environment like that. He said he was going to take his large family(he had like 7 kids) to Saudi Arabi and work for his father. I don't know what his father did.

He was just one of the characters in that place. there were many more, all of them had interesting stories. one of the more interesting ones was a dentist who ended up in 28-day treatment because he got caught croaking prescriptions for vicoden to HIMSELF. He lost his dental practice license and went on quite a binge before landing in detox. Real intelligent guy, I enjoyed his stories as well.

My memories of detox and the people there are so vivid.
 
this song is the theme for street lifestyle. I've been around it and everything in this song is everyday business for a vast population in the ghetto's.

I remember when I was first introduced into that world, it made my fear crystallize and shivers ran down my spine. It's truly a 3rd world down there. Nobody lasts for long.

Here's the lyrics:

Home Sweet Home

Brothers on the corner sellin junk
got held up by the hotties got the shotties in the trunk
You got the hardrocks wavin glocks at the punks
Police only harass you when they wanna get a chunk
They got so many corners and they got so many spots
And I can't even bump up the block
without the, "Yo man, what you got?"
I'm walkin past somebody lookin strange
He's lookin for a hit for veins
or he'll blow out somebody's brains
Even the shorties livin naughty lives
Walkin around, even drive around, with big forty-fives
I just found out the candy store's a front
They walk in the candy store
Man G, candy's far from what they want
You might see a pickle or a popsicle
But if you step to the back, you get dimes, twenties, and nickels
Honey used to look like a winner
Now she can't even get took to dinner
cause so many dealers ran up in her
Somebody's blood is on the tar
Last night was a homicide from a fight inside the bar
Loudmouth tryin to show her ass, but somebody
broke a whiskey bottle and cut her butt up with the glass
Money got robbed for his bank
They broke in his house and took everything
except the kitchen sink
Little man murdered on the scene
He tried to come off at the liquor store, he's only 17
Granny's damn near pushin 80
A couple of hoods grabbed her pocketbook, and stabbed up the lady
Cover your head, cause it's a dead zone, in the red zone
Yeah, this is my home sweet home...
verse 2
Three card molly, another man to fool
Whites will stop at the red lights, to look at us like animals
I'm gettin frisked by the cops
They only tryin to get props, for blowin off a black man's top
Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie named DiDi wants to see me
but yo I heard she's givin VD
Just when you think the skies are gettin blue
Bang bang -- another brother's split in two
Can't sleep, cause the streets are filled with danger
Miss, your little daughter's a swinger, you can't change her
She left with a stranger, inside a drug dealer's party
Now off to the morgue, to go indentify her body
Sonny boy is goin on the strip
Robbin niggaz cracks, with a mac, without a clip
Somebody gave a tip, so the next time he flipped
and shorty got ragged, another bodybag is zipped
A baby is born and needs lovin
but instead, the mother smothered him and shoved him in a oven
Cops killin our kids, but they bill us
So what's more worse, the killer cops or the Cop Killers
Everyday's another risk
I'm even mad to go to my pad, the hallways always smell like p*ss
No heat, just pots of hot water
I'm walkin eight flights up, the elevator's out of order
Man that landlord is the lowest
Because I let my door slam and saw a damn eviction notice
I felt like breakin all his bones, pssssh
I'm gettin kicked out of my home sweet home
 
2 strories

fisrt time i got busted with pot me and my boy was walking through the mall and my friend had 1 hand in his pocket and pulled it (hand) out as we walked past a cop........the cop stopped him and asked him what he was concealing ............i stood there a good minute and the officer showed no concern with me................so i walked off and exited the mall.....mean while the cop talking to my friend was calling for back-up and telling his fellow officers that i was on the run ...............as soon as i got outside i really was on the run and a cop car out of nowhere drove alongside me ,opened the door and knocked me on my face...............all that for the 20(6grams)of weed i had

2nd time

me and my leave the house to deliver3pounds of dro.......well wouldnt you know it....a damn cop posted up out in bumblefuck sees us roll by smoked out ......it was so cloudy in the car you couldnt see out the side windows..........the cop followed us until got got in another county in which drug laws are harsher .....cop throws on his blue lights and i yell to my friend to take a left so my side would be to the outside of the turn ........i grabbed the backpack full of dro and jumped out the car as we were turning .......he pulled up a good 100yards before stoping for the cop.......since it was only 1 cop he didnt bother to chase me .....i'm sure glad he went after the car......but anyways i ran a good 2 miles and walked another and made the sell.....after that my friend showed up at the drop point and picked me up
 
Actually, ive heard alot about white people or any person for that matter who shouldnt be in certain areas getting shot. The money they used to buy drugs with was put into their hands, or stuck up their nose. This basically was like " dont fuck around down here" type deal.
 
Pct said:
lee ive never seen anyone so afraid of the ghetto as you.
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I said the first time I was introduced to that world i was scared and iced over. After that it was business as usual except for the healthy crisp paranoia. I've been to a lot of ghetto's like I said. I been holed up in many a ghetto hotel in my time and even fucked black hookers(no i never got a VD luckily). Euclid Ave is the main artery to all the spots up and down Cleveland. And yeah after being dead ended and robbed at gunpoint, etc. I got many a horror story to tingle your spine, you'd be stupid not to be scared and frosty.

Those days are long gone for me, the only time I ever went back was just before I went in to detox - I was desparate cuz my dealer's Latino Youngstown connection got busted and he was dry as a bone, I was so fuckin sick adn desparate so I tried hitting up all the old spots and they were just gone except for the one street(Don't remember the name) that was always busy, but has had more drug-related homocides then any other, I didn't venture that street. Came back home looking and feeling like pure hell and finally checked myself in for a stay at the Hanoi Hilton.

Now I'm just a regular good 'ol fashioned upright citizen, cheatin the system here and there, cheatin the devil here and there, tryin to get my little piece of the American dream.
 
To me, the biggest risk of going to the ghetto is not the dealers and gangs, but the cops. You make it seem like if you go to the ghetto you will get robbed and you will get beaten down. There is a much higher chance that you will get arrested which is much worse because it can have a real bad effect on your future. Of all the times ive gone to shitty neighborhoods to get drugs, Ive only gotten robbed once (knock on wood), and I go to some of the worst ghettos on the east coast. Ive heard a few horror stories of people being robbed and occasionally getting their asses beat, but those stories all came from serious fiends who did it every day for years.

Most of the dealers there are just out there to make some money. If they sense something is wrong they might beat your ass or rob you, but its not a very common occurrence. Dealers dont shoot 16 year olds over $20. Im not trying to start an argument with you, but the ghetto really aint that bad.
 
damn lee......

seems you have the same past as i do!

i dont think euclid ave is really the artery of it all....if anyting the whole city the heart and the shady burbs on the outskirts the arteries........

least (edit out...sorry bout that, CR,...good point.....no location)....



small world......good times....bad times......

hope all is well........

unfortunately im still stuck in theiveland.............
 
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also.....i would have to say the cops are the LAST thing on my mind in the local hoods............

im sure its different elsewhere....but you can only know what you know

lots of kids out for kicks, nothing to lose.........thats where the problem is....they have NOTHING to lose......when your sick or fiending for a hit, you are at your LOWEST....your are weak as fuck....it is like a dog smelling fear......... your either gonna get nurtured or fucked
 
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I'd have to say I am more worried about cops than the people.

Please do not list locations more specific than city names, I do not want this thread closed.
 
Cleveland is oddly unique in it's stucture, they have a cultural mecca called University Circle, it actually is a giant circle where you can find nationally renowned Case Western Reserve university, Cleveland Institute of Art, Cleveland Institute of Music, cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland Museum of natural History, Cleveland Botanical gardens, Severance Hall with Clevalnd Orchestra, and a few other bastions of wisdom all tightly packed together in a small haven that's basically less then half a mile from crack city. The schools are buying up all the land around their bastion but still, less then a mile walk you can end up in a demilitarized zone. Thieveland had poor planning right from the start. Cleveland could have been cool like Chicago, but we put industry first in the planning and all the waterfronts are still cluttered with industrial plants and facilities of all shape, meanwhile Chicago has beaches right in front of the skyscrapers. Way better planning. Ok sorry for that rediculously long embelishment but it related to how easily I was able to score from my college dorm with just riding my bike for 2 minutes, and I had a handful of unpleasant incursions. You can imagine what this grunged out overeducated white kid riding around in the ghetto must have looked like. Needless to say I didn't last long in the dorms with the whole RA thing.
 
I made a point to tell CR to mention in his original post NOT TO DISCLOSE YOUR LOCATION. This is for everyone's protection as the last thing I want to see is anyone getting busted for something like this. Could we all keep this in mind from now on? Thanks.
 
about an hour ago...it was fucking terrifying- i drove my friend into the ghetto to cop some dope---and he handed him 120 dollars...for 12 bags...the 20 was real, but the 100 was counterfeit- and it was SO fucking dumb of us and we knew it but it was dark out, the guy was wearing gloves and we were feining and fucking greedy...we get the dealer's attention, my friend walks out of the car to hand him the money, the dealer puts the 12 bags in my friends hand. we both thought we were good cuz my friend starts walkin back to the car...as soon as he reaches for the handle, the dealer is up behind him, he grabs him and says "give me my shit back or im gonna fucking kill you". my friend plays dumb and so the dealer says the money is fake...my friend acts like he didnt no...the dealer sells us 2 bags for the real 20 bill, but tells him "next time you try to pull shit like that, youre fucking dead"
 
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You are god-damned fucking lucky. I'm surprised he let you keep anything after pulling that shit. Why is it that you have a damn connect but I, somoene with cash on hand and ready to burn without trying to jack people, can't find shit!

And no, i'm not going to go wandering around the ghetto to score a bag.

Back when my buddy hyatt used to sell dope (I didn't touch anything other then bud at the time) a couple junkies broke into his house, beat him with a baseball bat and stole about a G worth of product. Fucked up shit.
 
i was copping dope in the city (big suprise) off the street and this dude was sketch from go but i gave him the benefit and he handed me a small dorits bag and i said empty it and he handed it to me, my cash was still in my hand and i empty it to find nothing. He puts his hands in my car from the passenger window and he tried to gank my cell it was in his hand folded up and he was trying to conceal it, i got pissed and rolled my window up and grabbed his hand and he was stuck so i started to drive with him stuck in my car and meanwhile i was literally breakinmg his fingers and let him out once he garbage cans were near and he rolled off and flew into them....theres some you trust but if they're not out there and you didnt call ahead you will fin yourslf ith some shadey characters..

I cant even count how many times i been shorted BUT you short me once i short you the nex time.....fuck em there dispesnable in a large city..I have one though that couldnt be more straight up and no fucking around,[off topic] however im off the needle now and have been for sometime but ill go back to cop soon im sure and try to do a weekend social type partying but right now isnt the time,,[/off topic rant]

i scored monets later 1 street down....
 
psychetool said:
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You are god-damned fucking lucky. I'm surprised he let you keep anything after pulling that shit. Why is it that you have a damn connect but I, somoene with cash on hand and ready to burn without trying to jack people, can't find shit!

And no, i'm not going to go wandering around the ghetto to score a bag.
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haha...yea, my heart was pounding the whole way home...this was the first time i ever actually drove into the ghetto (im usually a passenger)--we dont have a connect...im just lucky enough to live a short distance from the "most dangerous/poverty-sticken city in america" (as voted this year)--we threw that 100 dollar bill out the window...not risking that shit again lol
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yeah you're lucky, god damn I think even I woulda bitchslapped ya for half-steppin like that. Not that I havent done something similar in my crack days. Once I pulled up, 2 boyz crowded my window I said "40 quick" and slipped him 12 dollars and I peeled the fuck out of there yellin "Motherfuckers!". I only did that because of I gotten ripped and zipped in that spot many times before. I got scared that they were commin after me and drove around a whole bunch of sidestreets and pulled into somebodys driveway that went back behind the house. I wated there for about 30 minutes. I don't think they ever bothered to chase me down but I wasn;t takin any chances. I knew if they caught me it wasn't gonna be pretty at all.

Of course I never went back to that spot again. In fact I did that rip-and-skip with the thinking in my mind that this would make it easier for me to quit cuz I knew I'd never be able to cop at that spot again, making it harder for me to score.
 
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