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BASICS

Height:164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6")
Weight:51 Kg - 55 Kg (111 lbs - 120 lbs)
Birthday:January 17, 1990
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Dating
Living Situation:Living with kid(s)
Location:St. Albert, Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
Join Date:03:23pm | Apr 03, '04
Profile Updated:09:04pm | Sep 24, '07
Last Active:05:36pm | Apr 06, '09

INTERESTS

Movies:Comedy
Animals/Pets:Dogs
Cars:Audio, Nascar, Classics
Music:Hip-Hop
Activities:Clubbing, Drinking, Driving

WUD UPPP....

Lil Tribble.................



I set back and watched the game from a distance see, Now i no what the games been missing Me......




Rest in Peace Travis"Strawberry"Whitford + Harrison"Douglas" Lynkowski...We love you boys





So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It’s always the last day of summer and I’ve been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I’ll grant you I’ve had more than my share of poignant moments. Life passes most people by whether they’re making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime I've left pieces of my heart here and there, and now there's almost not enough to stay alive. But I force a smile knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door.

WHATS ITS ALL BOUT'......

Because I'm in the streets like everyday
I'm sorry for the things that I did not say
Like how you are the best thing in my world
And how I'm so proud to call you my girl




I'm dope boy fresh for ex black tee
and theres a million mother fuckers feelin just like me...yeeeeee
we rollin fat like that opra bitch
Color purp,all we smoke is that purple shit




Now i'm the king of the city and the rich boy's with me.....

Just like the soldiers, that ain't coming home this year
Just like the fellas, in prison, we miss you so much for real
What about the children, who ran away, that ain't coming home today
Well here's a message from coast to coast
Cause when them thugs really need it the most a thug holiday

THATS ALL MEE......


You know, we always called each other good fellas. Like you said to, uh, somebody, :You're gonna like this guy. He's all right. He's a good fella. He's one of us.: You understand? We were good fellas. Wiseguys. But Jimmy and I could never be made because we had Irish blood. It didn't even matter that my mother was Sicilian. To become a member of a crew you've got to be one hundred per cent Italian so they can trace all your relatives back to the old country. See, it's the highest honor they can give you. It means you belong to a family and crew. It means that nobody can fuck around with you. It also means you could fuck around with anybody just as long as they aren't also a member. It's like a license to steal. It's a license to do anything. As far as Jimmy was concerned with Tommy being made, it was like we were all being made. We would now have one of our own as a member.





You can get the coca if you got tha get-it-green
Colombian, and i aint talkin coffee beans 12 to 12
Its always someone on the scene
Starblocks, we get it out by any means
Coffee shop, trap spot, hand to hand, get my guap
Pockets still ounce for ounce
Decafinated off the top
Rockstar, rollin rocks
Piano keys, work the block
Welcome to starblocks, we trap like the coffee shop...





eeeh..now walk it out
West side walk it out
South side walk it out
East side walk it out
North side walk it out







Women sweatin when they see me im apparently hot
Had the album of the year nigga grammy or not
Remember all day I used to stand in one spot
2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin handlin rocks
See me now? choppin, there aint a car I aint got
Im the #1 customer at my own car lot
If ya wanna know how much I make just imagine alot
Even tho I prolly gettin more then you'd imagine I got
listen close I need to know if you understand me or not
if ya disrespectin me you and your man'll get shot


I'm a real nigga Homie
Show Six figga's on me
I got a pistol
You don't want it
But You know what it is






We A-Town Stomppin