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RIP Fresh RIP Doe RIP Phat
twice, once in the 7th grade fighting this 8th grader at the bus stop, and the second time I got snuck during a brawl; It wasn't a one on one, but I hit the ground so I count it as a L.
"you got dropped by a mexican" is one of the most disrespectful things you can tell a black kid here in HoustonI cant really remember any fights before 2009 .
from 2010 - 2012 , I had about 19 fights in that span.
I was locked down in SoCal and most 17 of those fights were against "eses"
Never took an L
If you riding with the blacks and you lost a fight to an "ese" , you were immediately ridiculed until you got another W
Havent been in a fight since 2012 tho
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thats actually spot on
thats not a L tho
Nice job padawan" and he let me go. I must 7-1 against that little nikka alone. 
My brother used to beat me so bad, and I mean, beat me (injure/hospitalize) that my friends asked me if I wanted them to shoot him for me. Of course I said no but it was more-so because I know they would try to but I didn't want anyone to know my brother used to carry a .45 with him everywhere. He wouldve killed all my friends.
I moved back with my pops for a few years and when I came back I was 6'2 and 217 at 16yrs old and brolic then a mofo from working out with my dad for football. I visited my moms and my brother came over to visit too. He was talking smack about you got taller but you still a little bytch to me etc. I aint say shyt, just let him get his roll off. after I took a shower and went in the den with my shirt off and started talking to my moms, he started up with the bullshyt again. Whatever he said pissed me off and I wasnt used to nikkas talking like that to me so shyt popped off. I dunno what he was trying to do other than use his weight but I was in the gym playing with 315 at the time. nikka ended up on his back with his legs tossed to the side and I was about to drop hammers on him but I didnt want to do that in my moms house. I just let him up and stood in the middle of the room. He stared for a second and said " You better be glad my knee fukked up or I would beat yo ass.
". He came up with some excuse and told my moms he was leaving. I sat back down on the couch next to my moms and she was quiet for a second then said:
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" I hit his ass with "You worried about it?
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i've been robbed 1.5 times
at you being worried he would kill all of your friends.
. One of them came up to me and said "AYO WHATS GOOD NIKKA
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" This nikka slaps my blackberry I had at the time out of my hand so I snuffed im and all of them started clapping me for like 5 second before the bus driver stops the bus and says "Ya gonna have to leave NOW before I call the police" . So as they all depart I'm talking the most shyt like "AHH suck my dikk
" "I'll see you at the crib step son
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i dont want no problems i just got a draw on the judges score card with this little boy so im good on fighting again