SOHH Squad
[After sparking headlines with a war of words with Atlanta's Soulja Boy, Philadelphia rap veteran Gillie Da Kid clears the air for SOHH readers about their actual situation.]
Honestly, the media almost kind of picked me out to pick on him. I wasn’t picking on Soulja Boy. Somebody got my attention on Twitter and said Soulja Boy’s got fake money. It’s this little thing I got where I do the “D.T.C” challenge.
It’s the “Diamond Tester Challenge.” They got at me with a picture of Soulja Boy with the fake money and said, “D*mn Soulja Boy running around here with fake money. You might have to make him do the D.T.C. challenge.”
All I did was look at it and say, “D*mn. That’s crazy.” Then the n*gga reposted and said we gotta start calling out these fake a** n*ggas out here, Soulja Boy n*ggas.” So I laughed and re-tweeted it. I thought the sh*t was funny. I didn’t individually start it. It just began with someone on Twitter talking about what was going on.
Now however you take that and then go to saying you’re gonna slap me? I don’t have any beef with you. But one thing you’re not gonna do is tell me you’re gonna slap me. That’s not going to happen. Now that you mentioned you’re going to slap me, I’m going to slap you. Then you come back and say, “Nah, don’t get at me with the hands. Get at me with the guns.” I don’t talk about guns on Twitter or none of that. For me, it was just like, “Wow.” I couldn’t believe it. I had to read the sh*t like ten times.
But then what you want to do, now the pressure’s on you, now you want to call a street n*gga up in New York to call me and squash it. Nah, I’m not squashing anything. If you want to squash it, you gotta go on the Internet and say, “OG, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I was high.” Then everything will be fine.
You don’t go on the Internet because they try to talk gangsta on the Internet for your three or four million followers but then he tries to call someone up behind closed doors to try and get it squashed. No. If you want it squashed, apologize on the Internet.
What I was doing, I wasn’t talking sh*t because when I see you, I’m really gonnna f*cking slap you. What you was doing was talking sh*t because when you see me, you’re gonna f*cking run. For me, I don’t got a problem with him. It’s just certain things you don’t tell a grown man.
If I tell a grown man I’m going to slap him when I see him, I have every intention to slap him. I’m not going to tell a grown man I’m going to slap him. I’m going to tell him I’m gonna punch him. Punching and slapping are two different things. If you punch somebody, you get a fair fight. If you slap somebody, you’ll get f*cking murdered. It’s two different levels.
He said he was going to slap me and then I said I’m going to put blood in his mouth. Then he took it to the next level. He said don’t get at him with the hands but get at him with the guns. Are you serious? You must have snorted a whole half a brick this morning. It’s that godd*mn social media. They think money gives you power and respect but in actuality it doesn’t do anything but pay for your f*cking funeral.
A lot of n*ggas think money gives you money and respect. But at the end of the day, you should be mad at the n*gga that got at me on Twitter. If anything, he should have got at himself for posting up fake money. Don’t be mad at me. You’re the one that posed with the fake money. How could I throw a fake chain on, take a picture and then when it gets exposed that it’s fake, you’re gonna get mad at me? Don’t get at me. You should be mad at yourself.
You got money, so why you posing with fake money? Why are you putting fake hundred dollar bills on top of construction paper? This is not a beef. This is just a kid that’s gonna get slapped in his f*cking mouth on sight. I’ve been in real beefs, this is just a kid that’s got a lot of money or is on a lot of drugs that needs his mouth slapped.
