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Recruitment for the faction is done in-character, and you will be expected to follow the server rules while associating yourself with our image. Be respectful to those around you and dedicate yourself to your characters development within the faction. The aim of 38th Street is to create a realistic sureño environment in El Corona. The Discord is accessible for those who are interested in joining the faction, we're currently open to new members and encourage those who are looking for something fresh to try it out, if there are any questions feel free to contact @risen or connect to the Discord, where you can find some information about the faction and ask any questions you may have.

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Good stuff here.

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beautiful stuff fellas

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Last hope

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Looks cool. This'll be great

Big Bad Tres Ocho against Flowerz I/II Big Bad Tres Ocho against Flowerz II/II

Cops or rivals sniffing around / Burritos in Front IV Cops or rivals sniffing around / Burritos in Front V

CERTIFIED OG STRAIGHT OUT OF GROVE ST.

Darius Cook been livin' out in the country now. He's posted in a mobile, ducked off where the law don't lurk. After every move, he switch spots. Never sleep in the same place twice. That whip stay packed, and that shotgun? Always clean, always oiled, ready for whatever. Ain’t no comfort in this life... just survival. Every now and then, he slide back to Ganton.... check on the trap, let ‘em know he is still breathin'. Apply pressure, make the youngins tighten up. He don't say much, just pull up, post for a minute, and peel off. That’s Darius... low talkin’, high riskin’, always ten steps ahead. Darius Cook ain’t claimin’ to be the illest on the mic, He been hustlin’ both ways... spittin’ verses and movin’ dope. He keep it lowkey, never loud, let the music and the money speak for him. Always grindin’, always grindin’, but never lettin’ the streets catch him slippin’. That’s how he do...real recognized real. No love, No trust. AKA D' Cook. Darius Cook stay strapped heavy, maintainin’ that heat on deck He ain’t just chasin’ money no more; now he playin’ the trade game, movin’ guns and deals that talk louder than cash. Slow and steady, he switchin’ lanes, buildin’ power quiet like a shadow in the streets. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________