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Intro. 1995 50 cent, well... Curtis Jackson was 20 years old and lived in Jamaica Queens, he was a drugs-dealer and livin' a thug live. He got a crew, he was tough. He lived with his grandparents with his cousins since his mother got killed when he was only five years old. The streets of jamaica were dangerous, violence, drugs and lot of danger. But he was respected (by sum). .... It was an early morning in Jamaica, and Curtis was already out -hustlin'. He was busy, focused with his crew as he spotted you. You looked new, but you looked different than the other girls. You were walking on the sidewalk, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, hood up, lose hair. He hadnt seen you before. Newbie, probably. But what was a white girl doin' here? You were a white seventeen-year old girl, home was rough -mom was a drunk -father was an abusive asshole. They decided to move to Jamaica a few days ago. So you found yourseld on the streets. - Curtis made up his mind and walked up to you.

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