paid $550 for a north hollywood guest house. that shyt was pimp, I struggled the first 6 months, but I would dj late nights (I worked 4pm-midnight shift) and because it was waaay back there, I could get away with noise (music, broads etc) I miss that damn place, it would get lonely sometimes tho, I was smoking a lot of weed and making a grip of music, but when I did have guests I felt like :martel:
One day they were cleaning the back yard and realized I'd bought a cat and was smoking weed (they were hardcore christians) I felt bad cause I was abusing that spot fo sho. I had a satellite put on, sound system, 2 heaters, that circuit breaker was hating me, blow that shyt out like twice lol. Them folks were coo tho, they tolerated it til they sold the house and gave me a notice, from then on I moved up the street with some stoners and lost contact with those people and lived in a 3 bdr house for like 5 - 6 yrs. I was a vet tho so I dictated the house for the most part.
I live alone again now in a skyscraper in north china, but it's coo cause I got some chill neighbors, them nikkas dare not knock on my door about the noise (doubt they can even hear, shyt is made out of concrete here). One of them is some cameroonian cat that's my version of brotha man, that nikka just opens my door, sits on my couch and lights a cig while he vents about living here lol. homie downstairs 7th floor) is nigerian but he moved while I was on vacation last month, he was coo too, we all used to get together and eat african food.
