na bros, the rice and the vice wouldnt duel with me no more. thye didnt like my ballz out attitude. once on the way to santa monica from lb i shoulder rode and kicked up a piece old tire on the specv behind me he was so redlined his crew had to hold him back when we made it to the endlot. he wouldnt pay up and none of those boys would lay out bills no more. my cousin romero up here said the scene is still fresh with no grudges. i just need a jobby job now.
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