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Why you should only crip walk at home.

I feel ya Sigh, Im not gonna write all the story down, but I have lots of friends and situations that I Know of or heard of that I can relate to. You know, Brasil is just like this.
One of my best friends was killed last year over his choice, 8 shots, 21 years, left one kid, mother and wife . He has joined this gang of drugdealers that works right next to my house, with a legit job he couldn make enough to eat, alone, and he still got a family to feed. No time and/or money for education, black .... shit, Im not even like to start thinking about it, one of the truest homie ...RIP Alex
 
i have so much more respect for you sigh after reading your post.
i can't say that i know bc i don't i've never lived in an enviroment like that granted i didn't have the greatest life but it was better. i do understand the friend thing tho bc to me my friends are everything, friends choose to be with you where are your family doesn't ya know. most ppl say blood is thicker than water, i say blood can be washed away with water.
 
SiGh said:
Fine. Take yourself out the world for a minute. Let me give u a setting. This is taking it back 7 years or so. My neighborhood = my world. And as weird as may that sound, that’s how it is. I never saw Los Angeles and usually the better things in life till I turned 20. I lived in cali most my life but I never saw Hollywood, or downtown and etc, even though it was only 15 minutes away from my house. That’s a luxury. I used to think that omg Hollywood, that’s where all the stars are or movie people and its so glamorous n etc. But when I first saw it..i was like this shits only 20 minutes away from my house...and I never saw it? But the difference is like night n day.

When you grow up in a city/neighborhood where...life and shit isnt fair. this is what comes about it. And I know NO MATTER where you live life is never fair. Every person has their set of problems n etc. I never knock that, whether your white or black or any other race. I never said..it was ok to kill people and fight people and shit like that. But say you around 11 years old cuz that’s when it usually starts to sink in. You turn on your tv and you see something you like. You ask ur mama for it and shes like no. Weeks go by and months and years go by..and the shit you want you never/hardly ever get. Then you look outside and you see people a couple years older than you, or the same age as you rocking brand new sneakers or a nice car, or eating fast food restaurants (I was never able to afford a carls jr, or bking sandwich till I was 16ish..that was just outta my league) n shit..while your at home or out on the street wearing the same shit you wore 3 dayz ago on. That’s when the jealousy shit starts. Aint no jobs in your neighborhood just a couple stores here n there, and or aint nobody wanna hire you n shit. So what do u do? You start thinking about the quickest way of making money: ie, robbing people, stealing their shit and or hustling and selling shit to get that money. You get that grown man mentality where whatever you want you have to work for and get yourself. Most times if you think it thru..other then hustling..you’ll git ur ass kickd in the hood for the other shit. Cuz then you’ll have that rep of being the nigga that steals or jacks shit. And soon enough you’ll get killed.

Aight so you start hustling, and selling dro at first to get that quick cash. And while your coming home from school, you get your ass robbed by other thugs. The first time it happens, you learn to live with it, cuz face it shit like that happens all the time. So you re-up and go along doing your thing, when the next day you get robbed again. But this time it was different because a police saw you get jacked while they were driving by but didn’t even stop to help you out. A week goes by and you suck it up you still keep getting jacked and you notice the police officers keep driving by..without doing anything about it. That’s when you get fed up. Now you look for people that’ll get your back, so shit like this doesn’t happen. That’s when you make a crew or join a crew for protection. So you prove yourself to be worthy and you’re in. The minute you in is like the day word gets around the hood. So the next time you’re coming home from school, you see the same niggas that robbed you, standing couple hundred feet ahead of your way. But this time when you walk by, then don’t jump you. They don’t even bother you, but instead they nod their head at you or simply look the other way. That’s when everything inside of you changes. The reason they didn’t jump you or whatever is because they knew if they fucked with you, they’d have to start war with the whole camp. And when your camp starts giving you shit, and talks to you bout your problems and they share their problems and etc. or they help you eat better and help you cop what you want, they become family. You become so close that you start respecting them and getting their back no matter what. If you see one of your family member get robbed or shot or something and the police don’t want to do anything about it, the anger lets you take shit into your own hands.

Right after I got shot my parents moved out to Boston and becuz I was underage I had to come along with em too. And when I got shot was unconscious next to some railroad tracks, my boys were the ones that found me, not the police or ambulance or etc. They were the ones that called a couple other dudes that sewed me up. And when I came to boston, that’s where I saw both sides of the world for the first time. I loved boston, people out here had different everyday probs n shit…and they weren’t fed with all things I experienced. My current closest friends live in boston. So its not that I don’t understand both things. Its just its so different when I see them in their everyday life and what I used to do. In Boston I held many legit jobs and etc where in cali it wasn’t even available to me.

See now I got both mentalities, and now I see as what I did back then as a bullshit way or living life. But the way the people in boston lived at the same age as I was…It wasn’t the same where I lived. We didn’t have that choice of living like that. I used to be a mean motherfucker that never joked around never spoke to people unless I wantd to n shit. Or unless it was my friends n shit. But after I moved out of cali, my friends n family broke me down and softend me up n shit. And if I had a choice I would have wanted to grow up in the boston setting any day of the week. I got a computer man, I got brand name shoes, and clothes and I never woulda been able to buy and leave it at home without having to think bout it getting robbed or stolen n shit. And because all the people I was close with in la are all dead. All 4 of the other members in my camp are gone..and I know if I stayed there I would have been too. I’d do anything to reverse those times. And I know diaz there is always a way of countering everything I wrote. But this is how I grew up man, this is what I know. And I know, if you were in my shoes, you would have done something similar. And shit is alwayz easier said then done. That’s what I meant when I wrote the previous posts. And all that colors and etc you wrote bout, with each territory rules and guidelines come too, so its never about oh hes wearing blue, lets jump him. Everyone knew where they were suppose to be and etc. And a lot of the times red n blue, and black n every1 got along with each other. It wasn’t like we always had our guard up n etc.
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Mayn Sigh....even though that was alot to read it was totaly worth it!! This is real talk rite here!! N yea i agree with u Sigh almost EVERYBODY in our school 'clamis' a color but most of them r wannabes, they walk around sayin look at as were this were that but when the time comes to really stick up for ur members n friends they chicken out and hide in the bathroom or somethin for the rest of the year:(
 
SiGh said:
Fine. Take yourself out the world for a minute. Let me give u a setting. This is taking it back 7 years or so. My neighborhood = my world. And as weird as may that sound, that’s how it is. I never saw Los Angeles and usually the better things in life till I turned 20. I lived in cali most my life but I never saw Hollywood, or downtown and etc, even though it was only 15 minutes away from my house. That’s a luxury. I used to think that omg Hollywood, that’s where all the stars are or movie people and its so glamorous n etc. But when I first saw it..i was like this shits only 20 minutes away from my house...and I never saw it? But the difference is like night n day.

When you grow up in a city/neighborhood where...life and shit isnt fair. this is what comes about it. And I know NO MATTER where you live life is never fair. Every person has their set of problems n etc. I never knock that, whether your white or black or any other race. I never said..it was ok to kill people and fight people and shit like that. But say you around 11 years old cuz that’s when it usually starts to sink in. You turn on your tv and you see something you like. You ask ur mama for it and shes like no. Weeks go by and months and years go by..and the shit you want you never/hardly ever get. Then you look outside and you see people a couple years older than you, or the same age as you rocking brand new sneakers or a nice car, or eating fast food restaurants (I was never able to afford a carls jr, or bking sandwich till I was 16ish..that was just outta my league) n shit..while your at home or out on the street wearing the same shit you wore 3 dayz ago on. That’s when the jealousy shit starts. Aint no jobs in your neighborhood just a couple stores here n there, and or aint nobody wanna hire you n shit. So what do u do? You start thinking about the quickest way of making money: ie, robbing people, stealing their shit and or hustling and selling shit to get that money. You get that grown man mentality where whatever you want you have to work for and get yourself. Most times if you think it thru..other then hustling..you’ll git ur ass kickd in the hood for the other shit. Cuz then you’ll have that rep of being the nigga that steals or jacks shit. And soon enough you’ll get killed.

Aight so you start hustling, and selling dro at first to get that quick cash. And while your coming home from school, you get your ass robbed by other thugs. The first time it happens, you learn to live with it, cuz face it shit like that happens all the time. So you re-up and go along doing your thing, when the next day you get robbed again. But this time it was different because a police saw you get jacked while they were driving by but didn’t even stop to help you out. A week goes by and you suck it up you still keep getting jacked and you notice the police officers keep driving by..without doing anything about it. That’s when you get fed up. Now you look for people that’ll get your back, so shit like this doesn’t happen. That’s when you make a crew or join a crew for protection. So you prove yourself to be worthy and you’re in. The minute you in is like the day word gets around the hood. So the next time you’re coming home from school, you see the same niggas that robbed you, standing couple hundred feet ahead of your way. But this time when you walk by, then don’t jump you. They don’t even bother you, but instead they nod their head at you or simply look the other way. That’s when everything inside of you changes. The reason they didn’t jump you or whatever is because they knew if they fucked with you, they’d have to start war with the whole camp. And when your camp starts giving you shit, and talks to you bout your problems and they share their problems and etc. or they help you eat better and help you cop what you want, they become family. You become so close that you start respecting them and getting their back no matter what. If you see one of your family member get robbed or shot or something and the police don’t want to do anything about it, the anger lets you take shit into your own hands.

Right after I got shot my parents moved out to Boston and becuz I was underage I had to come along with em too. And when I got shot was unconscious next to some railroad tracks, my boys were the ones that found me, not the police or ambulance or etc. They were the ones that called a couple other dudes that sewed me up. And when I came to boston, that’s where I saw both sides of the world for the first time. I loved boston, people out here had different everyday probs n shit…and they weren’t fed with all things I experienced. My current closest friends live in boston. So its not that I don’t understand both things. Its just its so different when I see them in their everyday life and what I used to do. In Boston I held many legit jobs and etc where in cali it wasn’t even available to me.

See now I got both mentalities, and now I see as what I did back then as a bullshit way or living life. But the way the people in boston lived at the same age as I was…It wasn’t the same where I lived. We didn’t have that choice of living like that. I used to be a mean motherfucker that never joked around never spoke to people unless I wantd to n shit. Or unless it was my friends n shit. But after I moved out of cali, my friends n family broke me down and softend me up n shit. And if I had a choice I would have wanted to grow up in the boston setting any day of the week. I got a computer man, I got brand name shoes, and clothes and I never woulda been able to buy and leave it at home without having to think bout it getting robbed or stolen n shit. And because all the people I was close with in la are all dead. All 4 of the other members in my camp are gone..and I know if I stayed there I would have been too. I’d do anything to reverse those times. And I know diaz there is always a way of countering everything I wrote. But this is how I grew up man, this is what I know. And I know, if you were in my shoes, you would have done something similar. And shit is alwayz easier said then done. That’s what I meant when I wrote the previous posts. And all that colors and etc you wrote bout, with each territory rules and guidelines come too, so its never about oh hes wearing blue, lets jump him. Everyone knew where they were suppose to be and etc. And a lot of the times red n blue, and black n every1 got along with each other. It wasn’t like we always had our guard up n etc.
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Can't you type like this more often rather than thiz cuz u soundz uned8catedz. Seriously for a minute there I thought you had a high school diploma ;)

I can somewhat relate to the comparison of LA and Hollywood. But that should motivate you more to beter yourself and get out of the "ghetto" sort of speak.
 
If the gang situation was as easy fix as stand on your own there would have been peace years ago, its just more complicated. Also there are certain Blood & Crip sets that get along, its not just color.
That video was bullshit, could tell these punks knew nothing!
 
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