Dirty Money

So I’m driving around Compton, down South Willowbrook to pick up Blue Jay on the corner of Alondra. I light my Camels cigarette and I’m driving chill down the avenue, bumping some old school rap, Run DMC to be specific, ‘Down With The King’ to be exact, drinking a red cup full of Heineken, old... Continue Reading →


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