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I was a traditional nigga. I wanted my woman barefoot and pregnant while I brought home the bacon – beef of course.
“Aye, baby boy, let me tell you something… if the next time I see her, and I will see her again, she has a mark on her, or tells me you put your hands on her, we gonna have a problem, ight?”
“A real man could never do enough for his woman… don’t forget that, Alaia.”
“You will never open your mouth to beg a nigga for anything. I don’t like that shit, it’s beneath you and as long as I have breath in my body you won’t ever have to.”