Hey, do you come, yo.

You're changing.

You want to go, bro?

I won't lie, I'll lose.

It's me the long side.

So my mom had gone work. It was me and my brothers and she said that someone knocked on the door in it because she was coming to meet my mum.

She had just got to the house before my mum got back from work.

Knocking, we didn't answer, yeah.

So the woman that looked through the flap and was calling my brother's name. She says she saw my brother holding me and my younger brother.

Don't talk, they'll say nothing, just holding this in the corner.

And peaking, then my mum called twice, said, let her in.

Let her in, yeah, yeah.

But you know what? The person at door would be like, those are good kids.

Those are good kids.

Brothers pattern knows what he's doing, but I could tell you, cool.

You had to do them kind of things.

But sometimes police would come to the house because the neighbour was on a matting.

She just called a police on us sometimes.

She was at Applewraibble.

Oh, right, right, right. She would just call the police on us sometimes. But then, like, yeah, my brother's still had a childhood.

So when I see people do things like that on the internet, it's like, you see in 30 seconds

out of this kitchen, like.

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