Apparently last Sunday night in L.A. at Greystone night club some crips whooped Future security guard’s, Rasco, ass. Future has to pay his hood taxes and he doesn’t want to and because of this Future can’t even step foot in Chicago because they want him there too. Damn, Future you make all these songs about molly, busting if need be, and how much money you got but the club escorting you out while your security getting swelled up. Let me find out Future ‘ain’t bout dat life’ I see some false advertising going on. Ciara better start doing background checks on these dudes she messing with because it seem like if they out somewhere and shit go down if Future ain’t got no security it’s gonna be a ‘Man Down’ situation.



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