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| - Cruising down this area at 9 pm, it's always a good rule to don't be a menace in Central Las Vegas while drinking your juice in the Hood. This is not a neighborhood to be hanging out too late at night, but I wanted to see if Flavor can busta rhyme on my taste buds or have me laying down like Tupac a few miles away from there.
Does Flavor have game with his trademark item, Yeahhh Boi. This fried Chicken is very, very good, and one of the better ones I had in Las Vegas, but his sides are totally "Outkast", and needs a lot of work. No cole slaw or corn bread, and "that's the breaks for me". If they gave me those items; maybe I would have Grandmaster flash a four star rating for the House of Flavor.
There was no Public enemy guards at the entrances, and everyone had to chill 20 minutes for their order. It's was pretty cool seeing Flavor kicking it at the deep fryer, and unlike saying "Don't believe in the hype", Flavor's Chicken meets the hype for his chicken, but none for his sides. It would "take a nation of millions to hold us back" from following the " white lines" back to this place.....during the day, and ordering a 8 pieces to go.
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