Young Jeezy Sued for Missing Concert Date

Young Jeezy is being sued by the coordinators of Summer Splash 2011, a concert event in the Virgin Islands, for not showing up to perform.

According to tmz.com, Paid 4 Entertainment filed a lawsuit against the Atlanta rapper this past Friday (June 24). In the suit they say that they reached out to Jeezy in March to come to the show and agreed to a contract for him to appear on the scheduled date of June 18. Allegedly, YJ’s representatives told the concert organizers 12 days before the show that he “might” not be able to make it due to another engagement and “was considering not appearing.”

P4E was willing to compromise with the artist by coming to a new agreement to perform on the next day, as well as pay for a private jet for him so that he could arrive without any problems. Jeezy went on to miss the plane and his people told the company that he would no longer be coming.

Paid 4 Entertainment is looking for over $75,000 in damages as well as fraud.

Stay tuned to XXLMag.com as this story develops. —Carter Newby

  • MR BIGMANN

    LOYALTY IS TO DIE FO’

    Loyalty is to die fo’
    Ride fo’-Loccishness is what we live fo’
    Loccishmenn don’t cry tho’,
    We shed tearz with bullet’z,
    And say goodbye Ho’,
    Loyalty is to die fo’,
    Pookie-Loc sent me on this loccish mission
    For there’z no reason to lie fo’
    Too many has been told,
    Since your coward telling everything (C.T.E.) started Lil Jay
    Oh I forgot Young Breezy,
    Fucc it you’re sleezy
    Don’t appease these Loccish Gee’z
    Far too much real talk has been held back,
    It’z time to real talk on fake actz
    Tha Loccish Riderz has arrived,
    For tha gatz will go clicc clacc
    What set you from?….
    If you even think this trippin…
    Busta, it’z more like 2011 Loccish Lifestyle Crippin’
    Your appearance know you’re a made up bitch
    Tha Fedz and you know you’re a rat that snitched
    Real Street dwellerz know a conspiracy theory is way hard to ditch
    You move your X-Mas give away in “09” from Unionville gym,
    Wanting to know who was talking shit
    For every set in tha city know you’re a disreputable bitch
    You’re not a Gangsta-Mac City mascot,
    Actin’ as you lived thru’ tha real streetz of Mu’Cunga Jungle
    Knowin’ nothin’ about gangbang rumblez
    All that fake kiccin’ it in Macon on your DVD,
    Wanting tha locz to boost your street cred
    This is tha first and last shot,
    From tha bullet that you got shot
    Truthfully spoken by tha real,
    Behind tha doors of steel
    Only a rat will continuously rep ratz on traccz
    A wise Loccish O.G. once told me,
    You cheese eating mu’fucca’z run in paccz
    O-Dog not from menace,
    More like faggot ass Chauncey,
    Now that’s a fact
    Big Meech won’t speak on yall bustaz
    I feel his penalism,
    So tha world need to know,
    Dare not to trust ya’
    Even Ricc & Gunplay shot you with a nina ross verse
    For now let me continue exposing this realism
    You never knew of me in tha background,
    On tha first mark killa tracc
    Damn,
    Way back then I had Pookie Loc back
    Loyalty is to die fo’
    Loccish Lifestyle Continuez in locomotion is a fact
    How your heart beat truebluefully?,
    And never spoke on Tookie
    Is this tha same ab-liv on how you rep tha “C”,
    From a set out of tha Mac-Town
    But don’t know tha Loc by Pookie
    Tha real streetz rebuke you,
    Your livelihood is in tha name of Ellerbee “Kink-B”
    You don’t have to ask your friend
    You and I know he know me,
    Tha love of tha struggle is tha hustle
    For we all got hustle expertise,
    But for yourself Loccish gangsterism you need to be at ease
    I know you’re from tha heart of Georgia,
    But we both know your heart is not one of tha beatz,
    That makez Georgia beat ganstably
    You know shit come back to bit you in tha ass
    Tha home “LD” said…
    This is tha life
    From Third Street (3rd) thru’ tha Thorpe (Oglethorpe) up on Duncan (Duncan Blocc),
    To Cripville (Unionville) all tha way to Killa Hill (Hellvue) even some in tha field (Bloomfield)
    912 reputablez who hit up Double “L’s”
    Coochie Lame they don’t have to discourage you,
    But don’t let your non lyrical rap fame encourage you
    From Drama to Drama Young Sleezy,
    You kissed Coochie Lame azz
    Jus like a bitch that sit on dicc’z to get more cash,
    And a hood pass
    Money don’t buy Loccish Gee’z heart
    For we know love will surpass
    Your not Biggie and I’m not Pac
    Your Not JaRule and I’m Not Fifty
    This is way deeper than Realitypoetry and Rap
    For tha Loccishman in me know what took course
    Now for you it’z no remorse
    It’z street shame instead of fame
    Strapped up shawty,
    We hear now this is your name
    Fucc you wanna “C” and that wanna “B”
    Who’s reality never lived tha livelihood of tha gangbang
    Loccish Tiniez live to bang
    This isn’t no subliminal message
    This is reality poetry at it’z finest
    Never a rapper-for I am no actor
    “Love is tha bond between one and another”,
    “Loyalty is to keep anything from coming in between that bond”
    For that’z why you despise Love,
    And didn’t keep it Loyal with those many men
    Loyalty is dead without tha life of Love,
    To give it tha life line it needz to breathe
    Disloyalty has become tha rule,
    And not tha exception
    Loyalty is to die Fo’
    I salute tha General Pookie Loc
    Coming to tha streetz soon,
    Resurrected from tha pen,
    With tha deathless courage heart of Jesus
    For your disloyalty is a real street sin,
    To tha life of tha game
    Double “L” is tha way of life I continue
    For MR. BIGMANN is tha name
    Loccishmenn don’t live in vain

    “To be loyal is to know how to be real. To be real is to be loyal”.
    MR. BIGMANN/ Reality poetry
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