>>13472197"Listen, I need you guys to purchase drugs for me..."
"NIGGA WAT? You look kinda qt for a Lombre, how old are you?"
What a drag. Fortunately, you've prepared for a situation like this. With a gleam of pride, you flash the lead nigga your driver's license, (hastily edited with a picture of a Lombre pasted over your mug.) it indeed confirms that, you are
late twenties-something years old.
The nigga blinks twice in surprise, "Huh...Y'know 'dat actually checks out. Weird. Sorry my nigguh, we just get alotta minors runnin' 'round, tryin'a Rent-A-Nigga! NIGGA, YOU CAN'T RENT-A-NIGGA IF YOU AIN'T OLD ENUFF 'TA SAY NIGGA!"
You scratch the back of your neck, "Uh...Right. So can you guys get me the drugs orrrrr..." hopefully with their help, you can acquire said drugs, run them under your super secret Interpol gadget scanners, find out just what kind of drugs it is, and then use that to track down the ringleader. SOLID PLAN.
"Depends, my nigga, how much niggas do you need?"
You grasp your chin, pulling the strands of warm, hazelnut hair that make up your dude-bro goatee, "....When did you say the discount kicked in again?"
"Three niggas."
"Then I'll need three niggas to buy me three kilos of drugs, one per nigga. This'll take exactly five minutes."
The lead nigga, having not graduated high school, turns to his flunky niggas, "Uh, YO! YO YO YO! HOW MUCH IS, UH, LIKE, 75% OF $75!?"
The group of niggas all scramble to get their smartphones out to look up a calculator on Google, that'll tell them just that. The first nigga to do this quickly delivers the answer, "OH YO! IT'S LIKE...$56...ROUNDED DOWN!"