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Originally Posted by J$tyle$
@ 13/14 I was a "98th Street Boy" (named after the street we hung out on, obviously)
@ 16 I moved up in the ranks and became an "Ave L Boy" (named after the street I hung out on, obviously again)
Then @ 17/18 - 20 yrs old or so - I was down with the "Bayview Boys" (named after 'The Bayview Projects' in Brooklyn where I grew up)
Scary names, huh?
LOL
We did get into some fucked up shit though. Lots of dead and jailed peeps in my past
My best friend got shot in the head in front of me ... by another one of our friends. He didn't die. Actually, it made him feel invincible after that. The friend that shot him simply 'vanished'.
I moved out of Brooklyn for good about 8 months later and put that life behind me.
The crazy good/bad old days!
Shit, that was about 18 years ago!
I've come a long way baby!

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Thats what I like to see, a good down home canarsie boy, from mill basin myself, not in sunny south florida for 2 years. you must be older. from when avenue L was still good.
P.S. if you were in brooklyn, you were in some sort of gang, whether is was called so or not. Unless ofcourse your parents didnt let you out
