Each week, Xzibit jacks a white boy's car, takes it to his
crib - West Coast Customs - strips it, sells the parts to his homies and paints it neon
green with a roller.
Before returning it to the unsuspecting dupe, he replaces the interior with stupid
shit relevant to the owner's interests (according to the dupe's so-called friends).
For example, say the victim loves pizza: Xzibit will
rip out the glove-box and replace it with a pizza oven. Just some of the many hilariously
useless accessories Xzibit and his
crew have managed to stuff into their customers' rides:
* A fishtank in the backseat of a Mitsubishi Mirage -
* A bowling ball polisher in the trunk of an Acura
Legend -
* A clothes dryer in the back of a VW Microbus -
* A 10" monitor under a Toyota 4Runner -
* A fireplace in the back of a Chevy Blazer -
However, most of this
shit not only has no place in a private
jet, much less a car, but violates most states' Vehicle Codes in numerous ways and thus renders the car both dangerous and not street legal.
