*Tyga was just walking in a big and luxurious mall, holding expensive and branded paper bags on his left hand and his right hand in his pocket. He is also wearing a clean and nice suit, attracting people who walks pass by him. He then hears noises coming from a restaurant. He walks there to see what was happening.”

“The hell is going on in here…?”

He speaks in an intimidating and deep low voice, scaring the people