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Whats the worst Jacking you've had, heard of?

psychedelic nod said:
the only time ive gotten jacked was when i was stupid and fronted $20 for a g of weed, obviously i never saw the dude again

but it taught me to only buy from people i personally know, no "girlfriends friends friend" bullshit
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Ha, you and I are in a similar boat...except I fronted $50 for cap of H and never saw the dude again (he was a friend of a friend).

After that, my friend felt really bad for letting me down and basically lost contact with the other guy. So one night about month later, he shouted me some bomb meth to make up for it. ;)
 
CloudyHazeD said:
That don't mean shit.


Some people out there, like that, who would shoot you over a twenty sac...........
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word up to that i know some skinny skraggly motherfuckers who do not play
 
nukka said:
Someone I know got severely duped.

My friend J meets this dude X who tells him all these fairy tales of how he can take $4000 and make it into like $10,000 through the drug trade. X shows him how he can get all this bomb ass coke, good rolls, etc. so my friend starts to believe that he'll be able to make a purchase and sell it for profit.

Keep in mind J has known X for only like 5 days. I saw J after he got back from the bank with the $4,000. that was a lot of cash. He hands it all over to X.

The next morning I get the bad news: a supposed friend of X calls J to tell him that X was arrested last night with rolls on him and needs bail money. The friend of X tells J not to worry because he only lost like $500 worth of stuff to the cops, it would be no problem to make it back, blah blah blah... the kicker: X needs $1500 bail money.

You guessed it, J was so worried about losing his entire investment that he hands over the additional $1500 to X's friend.

This time J never hears from or sees X or X's friend again.

couple other short ones that are just straight up jackings...
* guy gets robbed at gunpoint over a pound of weed, pistol whipped, and is left handcuffed to his steering wheel
* another person I know got a sawn-off shotgun pulled on him by his friend and robbed for I think also a pound of weed
* this idiot I know handed over $2,000 to a middleman to go get him a quap of headies. the dude was probably a crackhead and just took off with his cash. the guy was so embarassed that he just got straight up got like that that he made up this weak ass story about getting robbed at gunpoint but his friend spilled the beans and told me what really happened lol
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never trust nobody
 
brought an oz of beast out to a guy "at his work". this was a 35+year old black guy that was a friend of a friend that id got high with (heroin) a few times. borrowed money from my friend and payed him back so i figured he was straight when he said he wanted an oz for $350

he comes out of the office building, we're in a crowded parking lot, people walking around

he opens my door, i take out of the jar of weed, he stuffs it in his pocket and says hes gotta go show it to his home boy

after he got about 10 feet from my car i realized what was up and he ran around the corner, by the time i got my car around there he was no where to be seen. out $325

his days are numbered.
 
I know somebody that traded a couple ounces of red rock opium ( AKA dragons blood incense) to some idiot E dealer for 100 pills. I guess that counts as a jacking.
 
gah, i dont understand how some people try to make a living offa jackin dealers. It seems like such a sort term solution.
 
250 dollars of empty foils... shoulda had heroin in them.

But what's fucked up is this was a reliable dealer who had been serving hot shit on the regular. He had been round like three months. We were buying like a jab at the minimum each day, sometimes three or four, and he never fucked it up. Then one day we just get 30 empty foils, what a fucking pain let me tell you. He was our only connect and we were sick as balls too, so it was doubly bad.

Same guy sold this bitch a 80 dollar rock. Well it was actually a literal rock. Hah, she deserved it though. I don't mean girl when I say bitch, I mean that she was a dirty distasteful, untrustworthy hoodrat who was herself known for ripping people off. Fucking cunt got my friend for a jab once, the piece of shit. But it's okay cause she got caught by cops with 5 rocks and 12 blows, ran from them, and then bit one, and got her face stamped on by a Chicago police officer's boot. It was mad fucked up, all scratched and bloody like, and I laughed at her pain. You get what you give motherfucker, what goes around will in fact come around. If you're a shit person, well, some shit will come around at the least expected/worst possible time and bite you squarely on the ass.
 
I once fronted $300 for 40 rolls for a party, they turned out to be some very weak speed pills. Needless to say no one at the party wanted any and they found some real pills later that night and I was stuck with $300 worth of shit.

Another time I gave a guy $180 to pay for his doctor visit to get a refill on a roxy script, I was going to give him another $180 after he saw his doc and showed me the script. He would then go fill the script and give me half of it. He told me that the doctor drug tested him and kicked him out and kept my money(whether this is true or not I am still not sure, I think he kept my money but I do know that he has been given scripts before, I have seen the bottles). He did attempt to pay back part of it with small amounts of coke a few months later, but I never got anywhere near $180 worth out of it.

I no longer front any money for drugs.
 
Kidnapped/Robbed at gunpoint for $700 in beans, $160 in cash, My cellphone, Wallet, ID. Hopped in my car to do a dealz, Hes always been a loyal customer. Told to drive my own car to some destination at gunpoint (some big long ass revolver), Luckily I hopped out the car while we were approaching a red light in broad daylight, car was still moving too. I ran to the nearest store and hid lol. He didnt steal my car he just parked it in the store parking lot I ran too, His girlfriend was following us the whole time. When he noticed my ass wasen't coming out he left with his girl. Reel shit!

Learned my lesson. Personal use only now.
 
back when i first started doing dope i had to score in North Memphis which is a horrible place. I walk up to the house and go inside to wait in line for my bags. While waiting in line (i was prolly 5th person back) two dudes with skee masks kick the door in a rob EVERY PERSON in the house (roughly 10-12 people) and the dope man. a hefty crown royal bag with god knows how many bags of dope and every pocket was emptied in the house....including mine >;/ i was in shock as i was new to the game. everyone else just said "fuck they got hit again"....i said "again!?!?!?!" as ive learned through my years of this bullshit that it happens quite frequently. fuck the ghetto!

this is atleast the 6th thread of the same subject ive seen in as many months.

AND STOP FRONTING DOPE TO PEOPLE JESUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
i kno some one that was robbed for a bottle of 120 xanax 3 pounds of weed and two scripts of perk 30's with 120 of them in each

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my ex-girlfriend stole coke from me....i bought a half oz of coke....stayed up for like 2 days doing it and i went to her house and stopped doing the coke and tried to get some sleep....well she wanted the coke while i was sleeping so i gave it to her and she cut the shit to death and stole all my coke......OMG I WAS SOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING PISSED!!!!
 
Ok... Where to begin. Well, my friend had this guy who he trusted and basically fronted him zones of name brand dank with an acknowledged tax for the frontage, and things went well for a few months, until one day my friend gets a call from the guy asking for a re-up, saying he had the $400 for the first zone and wanted a new one. So, my friend was at the bottom of his bag and only had something like 22 grams, so he took 400, divided it by 28, then multiplied that number by 22 so that the guy would be getting the exact same price for 22 that he would have been given for 28.

So, when he gives this guy the PR on the 22 g's, the guy fucking FLIPS OUT. He's screaming motherfucker this and fuck you that and I'm gonna spend your money on hookers and hangs up the phone. My friend calls the guy back and says "motherfucker I'm gonna be at your house in half an hour and you better have my fucking money" and the guy he's been fronting to has the audacity to say "if you come anywhere near my house I swear to God I will narc you out and have the cops here to meet you". Well, needless to say, my friend is still out $400, and call him crazy, but he never narced on that guy, figuring he'll get what's coming to him. I should probably mention that my friend was about 18 at the time and this guy was 29 at the time but they'd known each other for years before this happened... Just goes to show you that you never know who you can trust.

... So this same friend ran into a bit of shitty luck this last Summer. He was getting elbows of medical fronted to him at a pricey number and in the same one week period, he fronted a half o to two different friends (1 to each of them comprising an ounce he was trying to fetch $420 for). Well, one guy actually moved to Colorado and the other blocked his phone number and basically pulled a bitch move and disappeared but he'll get his if karma comes into play. OK, so SAME FRIEND, SAME WEEK. One of our other best friends introduced his girlfriend's brother, this dude we'll call M, to my friend. My friend then did business with M for a good month or so, and one day M calls my friend for an ounce of medical.

So, my friend says no problem, but M says "hey, I'm actually at work and that's for my friend, so is it cool if you meet up with him? He's totally chill and straight and I vouche for him." So, seeing as how M was legit (up to this point) and how he needed money, he agreed to meet up with this guy at a Burger King. So, dude calls him up and they talk, agree on a PR, agree on a spot to meet at, and my friend goes inside, orders a meal, sits in a secluded booth and waits for the dude to come inside, where he had been instructed to meet my friend. Well, my friend sits there, finishes his lunch, and the guy is like 15 minutes late so my friend calls him to see what the fucking deal is. The dude answers the phone and my friend tells him "come inside" and the guy says "no, a motorcycle cop just parked and is coming inside right now. So, my friend looks out the window, sees that there is in fact a motorcycle cop coming in to eat lunch or whatever, and decides ok, I'll just go meet this guy.

So the dude says "here, hop into my ride real quick." and as soon as my friend gets into this dudes car, the guy immediately starts driving. So my friend is like "what the fuck man I have places to go and people to see" and the guy is being chill, saying "oh, it's cool bro, my apartment is right over here and I got a digi so I can check that shit real quick." so my friend, feeling nervous because this guy is driving him into a back alley area (apt complex was behind a grocery store) and so he's making small talk, talking about the strains that have came into town lately and whatnot. So, the guy parks his car, backing into a spot so the front of his car is facing out, pulls a digi out of the center console, and proceeds to weigh the bag. So, in a split second, the motherfucker reaches under the seat and pulls out this big black and silver pistol and puts it to my friend's chest and says "get the fuck out now homie."

So my friend literally just says "shit." and the guy says "walk that way and you better not fucking turn around." so my friend gets out and starts walking away. As he starts walking away, 2 more dudes come out of the bushes and hop into the ride and they all speed away. My friend then immediately ran to the grocery store and called the cops, filing an anonymous police report that 3 mexicans in a blue nissan maxima are swerving all over the road, obviously drunk, and were waving a gun around and threatening other motorists with it. Then, he called M and said WHAT THE FUCK and M stands by the fact that he didn't know anything about it, offers to make it right, and even says "I don't care how, I'm gonna get you your money. I don't condone shit like this happening." Well, long story short, my friend obviously never saw a dime of that money, and obviously never will, but he knows where M works and thinks he was in on it. I second the fact that violence over a couple hundred dollars or catching an assault with a deadly weapon charge over a couple hundred dollars just isn't worth it, but I know in my heart that my friend really wants to fucking get a moment alone with the guy responsible for this.

My friend considered heavily lacing a bowl of herb with K and smoking it with M, and then when he got fucked up my friend was gonna rob his ass blind, but he's just not a mean spirited person. Needless to say, having lost about $850 in 3 separate deals when he was working on the front with his boy basically caused him to retire for a while. He paid off his hook, counted his losses, and decided to chill. The lessons to be learned by this story: MONEY FIRST, DON'T FRONT TO ANYONE UNLESS YOU'RE READY TO TAKE A LOSS OR THEY'RE ULTRA RELIABLE AND EVEN THEN DON'T COUNT ON GETTING PAID, and NEVER, EVER EVER EVER EVER DEAL WITH PEOPLE YOU HAVE A BAD FEELING ABOUT OR DON'T KNOW DIRECTLY.

Keep everything within your circle of friends and don't ever let dollar signs get in front of common sense. Oh, and I also wanted to add that tasers are lovely inventions, because A) if you pull one out, you can use it and B) it's non lethal force, so you drop the fool, kick him in the nuts a few times, taze him once more for good measure, take his shit for trying to rob you, and peace. Lessons learned, children. Take notes.


Homie I jus broke up your text with a couple paragraphs to make it more readable, didnt edit it tho. Jus lettin u kno.....lacey
 
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TheodoreRoosevelt said:
Great story man. Some of us are too nice to be drug dealers and learn the hard way :\
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Yep. That's definitely me.

I once snuck into a music festival with a giant jar of weed, intending to retail it and walk out of there with a wad of cash. A couple hundred bucks, hopefully. I sold a bit, but business was slow. But then these three dudes who really didn't fit in with the crowd at the festival (BIG red flag!) took an interest in buying my whole jar. For some reason I wouldn't do that, I forget why, but I do remember eventually deciding to sell them an ounce. When we walked into the woods to do the deal, they just took it from me and walked off, taunting me with, 'what you gonna do? gonna hit me?'

I've never felt stupider, weaker, and more enraged in my life. But these were much bigger, tougher dudes than me. My physical well-being and possibly my life for an ounce of marijuana and my pride? Mmm.... nah.

I am no dealer material. And to tell you the truth, I don't like most people who ARE dealer material, i.e. most dealers I've ever dealt with.
 
I never understood the kind of person who could just steal someones money straight up. At least I can kind of understand dealers who lie and or make fake excuses. Another weird thing about crooked dealers is that you always have some connection to them like a friend of a friend connection or something.

I've never felt stupider, weaker, and more enraged in my life.
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yeah, being ripped of straight like that is probably the closet thing to prison rape.
 
There are certain people and circumstances that would make the most docile and generous person want to rip and scam someone. I've never ripped anyone off but there have been very, very close times where certain people just kept pissing me off over and over and being stingy and trying to rip me off, that I would've if given the chance.

I guess all these scumbags somehow apply that feeling to anyone who comes their way :>
 
In a way, after you get jacked it's almost necessary to jack someone else in an attempt to get your finances/stash back in order.

SWIM had an interesting jacking experience the other day. Meet someone in a court, five bags, my friend insisted on doing it even though I told him it was a bad idea so the guy hands the product through the window my friend hands him a bit of cash that was significantly less than the asking price and the guy counts in immediately and starts chasing my car as I drive away. I pull around the court and he comes up and punches my window and then hops in his car and a car chase ensues all across town. Fucking ridiculous bullshit car chase. I'm somewhat experienced in these and this guy luckily wasn't the kamikaze type that is willing to smash his car into mine. He did attempt to throw bottles through my window and assorted shit that was in his car, all of which missed. I was trying to slow down before lights as they turned orange and then speed through them, he still tailed. After a while I told my friend to put the shit in a box of Newports and toss it out of the window and then I would ring the police and tell them some agressive motorist had been tailing me for a while but his cell phone battery died. After what was more of a game of endurance we were off.

SWIM also had a funny one the other day. This kid that's fucking loaded called for a bottle had an empty bottle of Patron Silver on my dresser. So I tell him "I ain't got shit at the crib but if you take my up by Jewel I can grab you some Patron for the low-low". So I fill up my bottle with water and crotch it and he takes me to the supermarket, I walk around a bit and then come scrambling out to his car and tell him to pop the drunk. He gets a brief glipse of what appears to be a full bottle of Patron and I get the cash.

The game is gritty and I hate the ramifications of jacking people. For one there's always days where you need shit and as you go through potential connects you realize you fucked a bunch of them up and can't get your shit for a while. But in a way it's a good thing to just not be able to get your shit and hold onto your money for more productive things. There's one or two people I've jacked in the past that once I get a job I'm going to find them out of the blue and hand them the money I owe them so I can at the very least have some peace of mind and possibly rekindle a relationship.
 
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