Today is the anniversary of my boy Rall getting killed in a robbery. I grew up with that nigga. That nigga had my back 100% and I had his (no homo). While cruising in the Fleetwood, Master P's I Miss My Homies came on. A nigga shed a tear. My homie tried to clown, calling me soft and shit. I punched that nigga square in the jaw. We almost crashed. Now that nigga ain't got two front teeth and 3 lips. Was I in the wrong? My girl wants me to apologize. Should I? I guess he is my nigga too.
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