Born 1983 in the town, my town St. Paul Minnesota, Raised in St. Paul most of my life the another place coming up during my youth Las Vegas, Ya see thats where my dad lived after the shit happen in Minnesota he had to bounce the feds came down started locking niggas up plus that was right around the same time he shot a few cats in front of his building just a whole lot of shit was cracking but thats another story any ways.
I was a shy lil dude inside but tried to act like I wasnt in front the hoes I always had some thing to prove, I guess thats because I wanted to hide true feeling cuz I didnt want people to know that I was a lil nigga but even back then I had a passion for music bumping shit like Big Mike C Bo, 2 Pac, South Central Cartel, Sir Mix-A-Lot, Eazy E, etc. It help me escape my realty to find some sort of something dealing with bullshit within my situation like having a step father that I really didnt like or even give the chance to like just because my father was gone doing his thug thang Hustlan.
Aside of all the moving around we did from one place to anther it seem like we moved ever 6 months never really getting settled in no were switching schools back and forth the anger I had in side of me just built up. Mostly I think it came from blaming people such as my dad for not being around wit us and dealing with my moms boy friend that I blame for getting my mom hooked on drugs. I guess thats why we moved around s much cuz the additions they had plus alcohol and crack is not a good mix my step dad thought he was super man off that shit he started beating my my moms when he was high.
As a youth I witnessed a lot of stuff kids shouldnt have to see like my step brother Brandon (RIP) selling the shit to them. Brandon was cool to me, he gave me money, cloths, put heats in my room and even showed me how to fight, see he gang bang so you know how kids follow who they look up to and who leads them. He had doe his own car and at the time he was like 14 trinna gets it. So now its like I was a new man after listening to my brother B long enough i'm going to school stating shit wit niggas and fuck the teacher cuz I though I was a outlaw like Pac gang banging hitting em up wit 90s CRIP like B tough me all day. It didnt get no better since one of Bs homeboys lil brothers went to the same school Longfellow Elementary the one school I stayed at the longest his name was Dante Hunter his brother was from 60s CRIP it didnt make a diffrents thought it was all them same to us.
We stayed on bull shit all ways in the office getting into fights writing on the walls even set a trash on fire in the bathroom but we never was bullys we where the cool niggas in school the one of the bully at the time was Bruce Linzy he thought we was cuzins cuz my fam was tight with most of his fam except his uncle Red L. he got into a shot out in front of a bar wit my Og (dad). Me and Bruce kick it when ever he came to school see he never really came to school so we didnt see each other that much. Oh aye! Emmanuel AKA Envy hes like my cousin but not related we went to the same school we really didnt click we was on to different things so we aint hang but I fuck wit em on this music shit trinna get it doe.
Enough wit that so really coming up in the wrong type of elements created my personality, character what ever you want to call it I followed the same suit of my father and bother but did things kidda different cuz I waned to be the smart one and do it better. So I didnt fuck wit banging after my brother died in 95 but I still tried hustlin selling weed I had sacks on the block wit it going to hood functions and I got jacked move on the solo tip. so I got a heat when I was out so it didnt happen again. The next year I got smart got a fake birth certificate to work cuz I was 15. I got a job hustled at the same time and did that until I started slanging D Im older now I needed real doe. I was 17 riding low lows tinted out whips I got my first set of rims on a 93 Cadillac some 18in then dubs on a 98 trep TVs in every thang and it was .. that.
When I first start fucking wit this music I meet back up wit E (envy) and he worked at a gas station I was on my grid so I stayed at the bitch hit licks back n forth there n back but ah! He was raping selling cds up there n I wanted to get on something so I wrote something to a beat he gave me went to a studio and laced it and it was on every since. We got some other niggas toggther and did a mix tape I paid for most of cost of it but its was nothing just to get a chance to rap on a cd thats koo plus I learned so skills on the engineering tip so it paid off. Then grab some thangs of my own and stated mixing rapping and recording my self at the crib.
After I got out of jail off this bogus violation, See I was on paper (probation) I made my own mix tape pass some shit around niggas was feeling it so I decided to start working on an album. I didnt get a chance to do it then shit was get it fucked up on the streetz niggas get locked up foes tailing my bitch was on some bullshit and she wasnt striping at the club and I needed a new avenue (a way to get paid) so wit all this and some mo of it I left back to the west and got on some pimp shit in that Vegas. Since my OG (my dad) lived in Vegas I was there got down knocked a few lost a few I was 21 when I got out here so it was a shock to some playas out here to see how I was doing it out here wit the lil game I had from fucking wit bitchs in my home town.
I aint never really been on some real pimpin before but I adapted like a camilone and chase hoes around the strip got chose all that good shit, see the thing wit real live hoe wont talk to niggas they just spin off bow there heads and keep it pushing but all of em dont some be on some punk shit fagets what they is. One thing I learned though they hear what you say to em so it was all about getting a scrip and say the right thing. Once I did that it was on. I finally found some that stayed down wit a nigga so I started back on this music shit tuff while also taking class at the real-estate academy. I didnt finish school that time around but I went back see its doe fucking wit that you think if ma fucker offered you 6% to sell they crib for 350,000 you make 21,000 and thats what most houses are selling for in Vegas wouldnt you put you self in the position to get it?
Before I went back I put out 2 more mix tapes cuz I wasnt ready for the album yet some I did mix tapes for practice. I sent the first one back home to my cousins barbershop he sold all of the cds I sent I guess niggas wanted to hear some of that young Rick shit I sold some but I had doe so 5 and 10 dollars here and there wasnt shit so I passed them out every where I went after niggas concerts at the bet award shows even handed some off to cats like lil Jon, demon dash, slim thug, Jodi b from boys in the hood I got contact numbers from niggas but these cats probably did the same shit ludacris did on hustle and flow threw that shit away so like 50 say you getting money I cant get none wit you then fuck ya.
Then followed the same suit wit the next mix tape Life Of A Hustla part 2 people was calling me giving me props all day bout the mix tapes so I said fuck Ill put out album incorporated a name for the label Gatta Hav It since I was gonna be independent plus I knew a lot of niggas wit deal wasnt have cake like that and Too Short said independent is the only way to be so I started my own thang.
While finishing up wit my first album I also finished up the real estate shit and now waiting on my Ls to come though so I can get money from that too. See thats what hustles do get it by all means legit shit that the best way to be clean know what I mean. So wit that said you have just a lil bit of info about a ya boy Young Rick Tha Hustla but theres much more to tell but for now Im done typing this shit up.
Confidence is trust or faith that a person or thing is capable. Self-confidence is having confidence in oneself. Overconfidence is having unmerited confidence- believing something or someone is capable when they are not... I am very capable."
I was a shy lil dude inside but tried to act like I wasnt in front the hoes I always had some thing to prove, I guess thats because I wanted to hide true feeling cuz I didnt want people to know that I was a lil nigga but even back then I had a passion for music bumping shit like Big Mike C Bo, 2 Pac, South Central Cartel, Sir Mix-A-Lot, Eazy E, etc. It help me escape my realty to find some sort of something dealing with bullshit within my situation like having a step father that I really didnt like or even give the chance to like just because my father was gone doing his thug thang Hustlan.
Aside of all the moving around we did from one place to anther it seem like we moved ever 6 months never really getting settled in no were switching schools back and forth the anger I had in side of me just built up. Mostly I think it came from blaming people such as my dad for not being around wit us and dealing with my moms boy friend that I blame for getting my mom hooked on drugs. I guess thats why we moved around s much cuz the additions they had plus alcohol and crack is not a good mix my step dad thought he was super man off that shit he started beating my my moms when he was high.
As a youth I witnessed a lot of stuff kids shouldnt have to see like my step brother Brandon (RIP) selling the shit to them. Brandon was cool to me, he gave me money, cloths, put heats in my room and even showed me how to fight, see he gang bang so you know how kids follow who they look up to and who leads them. He had doe his own car and at the time he was like 14 trinna gets it. So now its like I was a new man after listening to my brother B long enough i'm going to school stating shit wit niggas and fuck the teacher cuz I though I was a outlaw like Pac gang banging hitting em up wit 90s CRIP like B tough me all day. It didnt get no better since one of Bs homeboys lil brothers went to the same school Longfellow Elementary the one school I stayed at the longest his name was Dante Hunter his brother was from 60s CRIP it didnt make a diffrents thought it was all them same to us.
We stayed on bull shit all ways in the office getting into fights writing on the walls even set a trash on fire in the bathroom but we never was bullys we where the cool niggas in school the one of the bully at the time was Bruce Linzy he thought we was cuzins cuz my fam was tight with most of his fam except his uncle Red L. he got into a shot out in front of a bar wit my Og (dad). Me and Bruce kick it when ever he came to school see he never really came to school so we didnt see each other that much. Oh aye! Emmanuel AKA Envy hes like my cousin but not related we went to the same school we really didnt click we was on to different things so we aint hang but I fuck wit em on this music shit trinna get it doe.
Enough wit that so really coming up in the wrong type of elements created my personality, character what ever you want to call it I followed the same suit of my father and bother but did things kidda different cuz I waned to be the smart one and do it better. So I didnt fuck wit banging after my brother died in 95 but I still tried hustlin selling weed I had sacks on the block wit it going to hood functions and I got jacked move on the solo tip. so I got a heat when I was out so it didnt happen again. The next year I got smart got a fake birth certificate to work cuz I was 15. I got a job hustled at the same time and did that until I started slanging D Im older now I needed real doe. I was 17 riding low lows tinted out whips I got my first set of rims on a 93 Cadillac some 18in then dubs on a 98 trep TVs in every thang and it was .. that.
When I first start fucking wit this music I meet back up wit E (envy) and he worked at a gas station I was on my grid so I stayed at the bitch hit licks back n forth there n back but ah! He was raping selling cds up there n I wanted to get on something so I wrote something to a beat he gave me went to a studio and laced it and it was on every since. We got some other niggas toggther and did a mix tape I paid for most of cost of it but its was nothing just to get a chance to rap on a cd thats koo plus I learned so skills on the engineering tip so it paid off. Then grab some thangs of my own and stated mixing rapping and recording my self at the crib.
After I got out of jail off this bogus violation, See I was on paper (probation) I made my own mix tape pass some shit around niggas was feeling it so I decided to start working on an album. I didnt get a chance to do it then shit was get it fucked up on the streetz niggas get locked up foes tailing my bitch was on some bullshit and she wasnt striping at the club and I needed a new avenue (a way to get paid) so wit all this and some mo of it I left back to the west and got on some pimp shit in that Vegas. Since my OG (my dad) lived in Vegas I was there got down knocked a few lost a few I was 21 when I got out here so it was a shock to some playas out here to see how I was doing it out here wit the lil game I had from fucking wit bitchs in my home town.
I aint never really been on some real pimpin before but I adapted like a camilone and chase hoes around the strip got chose all that good shit, see the thing wit real live hoe wont talk to niggas they just spin off bow there heads and keep it pushing but all of em dont some be on some punk shit fagets what they is. One thing I learned though they hear what you say to em so it was all about getting a scrip and say the right thing. Once I did that it was on. I finally found some that stayed down wit a nigga so I started back on this music shit tuff while also taking class at the real-estate academy. I didnt finish school that time around but I went back see its doe fucking wit that you think if ma fucker offered you 6% to sell they crib for 350,000 you make 21,000 and thats what most houses are selling for in Vegas wouldnt you put you self in the position to get it?
Before I went back I put out 2 more mix tapes cuz I wasnt ready for the album yet some I did mix tapes for practice. I sent the first one back home to my cousins barbershop he sold all of the cds I sent I guess niggas wanted to hear some of that young Rick shit I sold some but I had doe so 5 and 10 dollars here and there wasnt shit so I passed them out every where I went after niggas concerts at the bet award shows even handed some off to cats like lil Jon, demon dash, slim thug, Jodi b from boys in the hood I got contact numbers from niggas but these cats probably did the same shit ludacris did on hustle and flow threw that shit away so like 50 say you getting money I cant get none wit you then fuck ya.
Then followed the same suit wit the next mix tape Life Of A Hustla part 2 people was calling me giving me props all day bout the mix tapes so I said fuck Ill put out album incorporated a name for the label Gatta Hav It since I was gonna be independent plus I knew a lot of niggas wit deal wasnt have cake like that and Too Short said independent is the only way to be so I started my own thang.
While finishing up wit my first album I also finished up the real estate shit and now waiting on my Ls to come though so I can get money from that too. See thats what hustles do get it by all means legit shit that the best way to be clean know what I mean. So wit that said you have just a lil bit of info about a ya boy Young Rick Tha Hustla but theres much more to tell but for now Im done typing this shit up.
Confidence is trust or faith that a person or thing is capable. Self-confidence is having confidence in oneself. Overconfidence is having unmerited confidence- believing something or someone is capable when they are not... I am very capable."
