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It wasn't a parking spot, it was five thousand semiautomatics and uzis ending up in the wrong hands. And I didn't kill him, I shot him. There's a difference.
Back then though, reputation was everything. It was the only thing that kept me alive.
Nov. 28th, 2008
It wasn't a parking spot, it was five thousand semiautomatics and uzis ending up in the wrong hands. And I didn't kill him, I shot him. There's a difference.
Back then though, reputation was everything. It was the only thing that kept me alive.
