BLACK CD PINK DRESS

Legend shit.

What?

25th Street, Clover.

Squabble Jack, ****.

That ******.

God squabble that ****.

******, like, where you from?

Like, ****, you know where I'm from.

If and Jeff.

If and Jeff.

Yeah, yeah.

Him, ****.

Squabble him.

That's some crush.

Yeah.

I'm telling you, ****.

Oh, God, ****.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

******.

Is that Jeff from 107?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Little short stocky ****?

Yeah, I'm telling you, ****.

Him, ****.

**** wobble him, God.

I'm telling you, ****.

And what else you got?

Yeah, homies out there.

Yeah, that's me, ****.

I'm a hoover, ****.

You said what?

That's you?

Yeah, that's me, ****.

No, ****, that ain't you.

You just got that name on.

Nah, ****.

Nah, nah.

That-- that-- it wasn't you.

Nah, it wasn't you.

Nah.

It was another ****?

Yeah, it was another ****.

I'm telling you.

Oh, OK.

It was him.

In 2007, as I was getting released from San Juan State Prison from a parole ******,

they put me across a holding cell from a Norteño.

And this vato asked me what pinta was I going to.

And I told him, "I'm getting released."

He looked into my eyes and told me, "Hey, homie, take care of your family.

Don't come back.

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