Gangsta is majuk

Gangsta is majuk

(Warning the following short little story whatever contains:

Use of the words:

Shit

Cunt

Fuck

Nigger

Fag

And contains descriptive hood like content not suitable for younger audiances)

"Motha fucka, whatchu doin' round here?" Spike asked.

"Hey man, fuck you!" Scootaloo said rolling by on her scooter.

"Oh bitch, I'm gonna git you.

"Yo, shithead!" Rainbow greeted Applejack.

"Oh hell no, you don't call me a motha fuckin' shithead. Bitch i ain't sellin you no mo coke." Applejack bitched.

"Yo, i was playin', don' stop supplyin'!"

"Mmhmm, you get cho' ass over here." Aj demanded.

"Girl you gots da boom." Rainbow slapped Aj's booty.

Applejack punched her in the face.

"Yo, you betta smile, smile, smile, yeah. Whatchu know boy! I wanna see ya smile, smile, smile in the hood!" Pinkie sang.

"Yo my bunny hit up some old ass store, can i stay here, till them cops give up?" Fluttershy asked.

"Sure, sista, you stay up in heeeeere, yo, you got yo self a gun dontchu?"

"Hells naw."

"Bitch, yous a smug cunt, ain't got no gun, we all gots guns in the hood."

"Hey yo Princess Shananaylestia!" Some random ass guard ran in to my chamba.

"Whatchu want?"

"Them is a pony sayin' the word."

"Woah, a pony in the hood? This bitch is fo' zebras."

// meanwhile//

"I want to join the hood, plz, let me be... A ni-." Some pony was interupted by a gunshot.

The pony fell down as he had a bullet hole through his stomach.

"What? He was 'bout to say n-" rarity slapped her sister.

"Getcho ass home!" Rarity commanded her lil' sista.

"-gga.." Was the last thing the pony said.

"This a zebra hood, bitch!"

"Nigga, i told you ta make me some coke!" Rainbow dash yelled.

"I ain't yo nigga!" Applejack yelles back.

"I'm yo girlfriend.

"Come out now, this is the police!"

"Oh shit Pinkie, we dead."

"I always wanted ta fuck you."

"Bitch, my bunny yells at me fo bein' virgin and shit."

"I fucked like 6 guys and 10 girls, nigga." Pinkie gawked.

Pinkie started to make out with Fluttershy.

"Gosh dammit!" The police walked away.

"I don't think they're in there."

"Ahhh!" Pinkie got up off of Fluttershy.

"You didn't let me climax." Fluttershy pouted. And they went back at it.

Spike was runnin after Scootaloo as she ran off.

He pulled out a gun and shot her leg.

"Ow, you motha fucka!" Scootaloo whinced in pain as she felt the bullet wound.

"Yo, I'm sorry for shootin' yo bitchass but you took my wallet instead of yo's nigga." Spike switched the wallets.

He fixed his gold chain and walked off.

"Holy crap!" Spike woke up.

"That was the wierdest dream I've had this week."

He got up and walked over to the quill and ink. He got out a parchment and scribbled down a letter.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dear Princess Celestia,

  I have had the wierdest dream that we were all in the hood and we were zebras and some pony got shot with some plastic thing and bleed out for saying "ni-

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Spike was hit with a bat and dragged off to bed by Twilight.

"Don't say that word, Spike. It's naughty." Twilight tucked him in and went back to her slumber.

The End