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Me and Rico was laying in his bed and I finally let him rub on my stomach, disregarding the weird feeling. "You gotta get out the streets with my baby being brought into this world" Rico stated randomly as we watched tv. "I'll get out when you do" I stated not taking my eyes off of the Martin reruns. "But one of us gotta provide for the baby" he stated. I could feel him looking at me but I simply ignored him. "Get a job" I stated in a duh tone still staring at the tv but I was no longer paying attention, just thinking about actually bringing a baby into this world. "You get a job" he stated as if he got offended. I rolled my eyes. "All I know is the streets along with you, you know how we lived in a crack house for up to two months just to get enough to get a raggedy ass car to liv

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