ABW Interviews: 1/2 aka Haf Baked
- Thread starter Goldie
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I'm a wait to the end to ask my questions
Let him tell his life story yada yada yada
Then we or I'm a gonna find out what happened to Nona
Oops. Donāt ban me. Sorry.
1/2
Dont drank out my drank, foo
Lived a lotta places man
Born: TX
K-4: CO
5th-6th: Lake Charles, LA
7th-10th: Shreveport, LA
Back to Texas
With that said, I count the place one is "from" for being the place they learned the most from....typically where they were as teens coming into young adults.
Shreveport aint shit lol......I love my lil town but I wouldnt invite anyone who hasnt been here.
In short, I had to dumb down to fit in. We were your average young, broke family so of course we stayed in the hood.
Im the oldest boy of 3 and had my next brother by 5 years....big sis was already gone so I've always kinda been a loner.
The rest of my family is very small and spread out pretty wide so we never had a hold on anything or any place.
And in Shreveport, thats a bad thing.
If you didnt have a big group of cousins and brothers and friends backing you, you were food out here.
I was pretty much a regular kid, but after a few fights in school and in the neighborhood it occurred to me that I had to either fit the mold or keep fighting.
Basically went head first on some hard shit, knowing that wasnt me.
I already had a "non traditional" upbringing b/c my mama really couldnt control me and me and step dad didnt f/w each other at all (but thats another story)
So boom, now I got a few homies....im out all hours of the night yadda yadda.....started fuckin wit dope......I got expelled every year of high school before it was even mid year....and the alternative schools are just pre-jail warm ups....for real lol.....came back for my 2nd time in 10th grade and they put me out again, I went to juvie for a hot sec....and mama was like fuck it at that point.....basically said do what you do so I said fuck going back and went full time hustling and fuckin off
Ran around barely dodging death and jail for a few years until my folks had enough....we started gettin into it all the time so I struck out for Texas
Lou Cypher
The Tokin' White Guy
Dude does drugs which means this is not a safe environment for me, please ban him
1/2
Dont drank out my drank, foo
Just dope....this city is run by drugs
doing, selling, trading, buying....mostly everybody is involved somewhere....if not, somebody in the family is
had police run ins and shit I would call "crazy" but nothing major......got beat up and face slammed in the mud before for having a pager one time
im 15, my boy is like 18....its kinda late, like 11 or so but we mobbin.....stopped on the corner to fire up a square and about 5 cars swoop up
jumped out playing no games at all.....guns drawn, everybody down.....im on my way down to the ground but I got some change in my hand (not thinking) so my fist is balled up.....they yoked me up, slammed me, and pryed my hand open only to get some quarters...so they start searching and asking question....what ya'll doin in this area so late, where u live, yadda yadda......one took my license and looked at me for a min and then got mad af all of sudden like "wheres the fuckin dope!".......i said I didnt have any and he picked up my pager off the hood and said "what are you doing with this at 15!!!???" I just laughed so they roughed us up a lil bit and searched more...one lady cop came over and started talking about how nice the weather was while this grown man stood on my back......being young and dumb I didnt think to get any car numbers or names to complain
Other than that I dodged a possible bullet, and a long ass prison term
same homie I was with for the police incident started working for one of the old heads that had work.....set him up a lil rent house and everything and told him to get somebody who was down with him....he chose me......I sat in there a buncha nights and it was just business as usual....big homie was gettin "favors" from the smoker hoes and everything......he used to really dog all the fiends out tho.....beat one with a 2x4 for being short....the next night/morning I wasnt there....same one who got beat came back at like 4am, knocked on the door, and when my boy opened it he shot him twice thru the screen door with a lil 25....I didnt get the news til later that morning.....homie was straight, he actually walked home and got took to the hospital...had to wear a shit bag but went right back to the program
as for the dodged sentence....im fuckin with some guys from another hood....we all cool, some of us went to school together, but some of us dont know each other.....older nigga put us on a lick one day.....didnt tell us he had already ran this exact play and got away with it tho......long story short it ends up being me and 2 of the dudes I really didnt know going......we pull up, I aint never robbed nothing so im a lil shook when these niggas hand me this big ass rifle....we go up on the side of the "building".....hoodies on tight, rags over mouth, we turn the front corner and its all kinda people in the front that wasnt just there a min ago.....of course we chopped the fuck out....im not knowing if they saw us or not.....anyway thats dead for the night
like a week later I hear these fools went back and tried again.....pulled the shit off but ran into off duty police coming out....whole shootout goes down but they got away
one got caught cuz he got shot in the leg and showed up at the hospital in the next city over......idk if he gave the other ones up but then they got one at his mama's house...still had the guns and the fucking video tape.......and they caught the last one like a few weeks later....he took em on a chase for like 2 hours and they beat the fuck outta him when they got him....unrecognizable in the mug shot beating
The one that got hit got 99 years for the shoot out.....other 2 got 40 pieces....one of them two just got moved to a jail back up here like last year, so he may be getting paroled soon....but its been 12-13 years
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1/2
Dont drank out my drank, foo
I mostly blame my mama for my relationship w/ my step dad (now that im grown with children and understanding)
they got together when I was maybe 4....but she's very passive and kinda needy so she never made any stipulations when it came to me....he didnt have to be a father to me to be with her (she's admitted this herself in recent years).....so needless to say you got this man in your house who really dont care to see you, much less be a daddy......I used to try to stay outside or hide cuz the nigga would always let it be known he was frustrated w/ me being there...constantly just walking around talking shit about it, knowing im listening.....after I got outta being a little kid and being scared we just developed a "we cool, but stay out my way" kinda thing.....they had 2 more boys together, which he took the first one under his wing and they were best friends, but did the baby just like me smh......she just let that shit ride like that......15 years they were together and they both tell me now that I was the only one there thru all their ups and downs and fights and parties and everything....my older sister lived w/ my grandparents and my brothers were too little to remember anything, but I was the kid in the mix of it all.....over the years they split a few times and shit got really bad for us...I've been in shelters, stayed with relatives that didnt want us there, shared clothes, slept on floors, etc.....he was a huge reason I left for Texas by myself at 18-19.....figured if ima be hustling and working and having to put in on bills, just to get bitched at for making a sandwich too big, I can do this shit on my own
Always was a mama's boy to say the least....not in the normal babying sense tho.....we were more like homies....we leaned on each other
at all our worst times it would be me and her that would come up with a plan and make it thru......I started drinking with her as a teen.....it was kinda like therapy.....I would sit with her and that crown royal and our music and we'd talk, laugh, cry, whatever....she always told me the truth, didnt hide shit or try to paint bs pictures for me....I've sat in the car with her and scarfed a chicken wing and some fries before we went back in whatever lions den we where living in at the time....I think it all made me who I am tho
its a little strained now that im married with children.....I went thru a phase where I had to kinda "break up" with mama.....she always came first and i would go running any time she called, but I learned very quickly that just couldnt be the case if I was going to be 100 w/ my wife and daughters...so when the bracket changed she kinda felt it, I felt it, and it just kinda fizzled from there.....money problems and relationship choices on her part have made it even worse....I havent personally talked to her in months.....she talks to my wife every other week....its still love im just focused on forward progression above all
real dad went to prison when I was 2......I met him when I was 16, he had just got out....since then we've had this weird kinda catch up relationship but it'll never be what either of us want it to be....I tell him im not mad at him and im really not...but when he does dumb shit or wants to cry to me about something I just dont have a tolerance for it and I go off....then he wont call for a while or go back to jail......he's locked up now......Im named after him and I used to hate that.....but I look and sound exactly like him...same person just 25 years difference.....thats all we used to trip on at first was all the similarities although we werent together....shits crazy
he'll probably never meet my children
1/2
Dont drank out my drank, foo
LOL.....I had a sister and an Aunt in Dallas.......so I headed that way
got to my sister's, got a lil job, and shit was ok.....but ran into two problems I wasnt accustomed to....her husband didnt want me smoking weed at the house, and she didnt want me to have no bitches over
(NOW THAT MY DUMB ASS IS GROWN I SEE THEY WERE TRYING TO FUCKING HELP ME) lol
So naturally,...being a hard headed young man, I hit the road again.......landed at Auntie's.......and she REALLY had me bent lmao
still no hoes, still no weed, I HAD to enroll in school to live there, and then she would get mad when I didnt come in some nights....I was tired of my UPS job....got fucked over on student loans and while im barely making it to school with clean clothes on, they constantly fucked with me about money every day...I was starving and paying them like $50 a week just to stay off my ass
eventually just stopped going and of course me and auntie got into it.....she always hated on the fact that I could just blow with the wind and land anywhere and start over and be cool with it.....she wanted me to struggle forever with her or something idk
ended up running to Fort Worth and hustling/living with this older chick I met on myspace.....who years later ended up being the babymama a lot of people here know so well lol
she actually put me on game....i fucked with weed, pills and even soft but didnt know shit about the crack game....she was deeper than I'll discuss here but she had her own spot, scored her own shit, and cooked it herself....in the fucking microwave......I was taken
burned the streets up w/ her until she got pregnant.......then I moved her here smh
EDIT: circa '08...Fort Worth, TX
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