both hands...
anyone that rolls with me, will die for me...and vica versa...
we are family...and somewhat closer to family, because families judge eachother a lot harder then we judge eachother...
i went to a party in the suburbs th eother day, and everyone treated us like strangers...
when if them surburban kids came to one of our hood parties, we'd make them feel like family...
just somethin i observed