Prologue

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The six friends rushed up the stairs to the attic in a hurry to open up the surprise one of the others had left for them. These group of friends made up of the six members are a special group that changed music history or hip hop it's self. No one could ever break them apart, not anymore especially after all they've been through.

"Damn Yella hurry up with yo slow ass," Ice Cube said.

"Shut up, I ain't slow," Yella said.

"Yeah you are and always have been," Dre said.

"You stay out of it." 

"Chill out Yella damn," Ren said.

"Yeah man or are you going through the change too?" Eazy teased.

"How about all of you chill out and stop acting like damn babies," T said.

"Sorry baby."

"Mhmm."

They continued to stumble their way up the stairs and eventually made it. They were all out of breath from the racing. They were all thinking the same thing, I'm too old for this.

"Come on I put it over here," T said leading the guys over to an old dusty chest.

T was the only girl in the group, N.W.A. She was also the youngest, but it didn't stop her from concurring the world with her music. We'll get on that topic later though.

After they found the chest the six of them sat down in front of it and opened it. What was inside the chest made their eyes widen, their hearts flutter and bring back so many memories. Every picture that was taken, album or single that was recorded, notebook that they wrote in and contracts that were signed was all kept in here. There were pictures of them when they were really young and first starting out with music, becoming famous young rappers, being on tour, going solo, making movies having kids and getting married.

There was a copy of every album ever recorded by them, movie they've been in and song that was written. Four photo books were filled with their old pictures. But the one that stuck out the most to them was their first studio album, Straight Outta Compton.

"T, you kept all of this," Dre asked.

"Yeah," she simply replied.

"Why?" Yella asked.

"Because... I figured it would have meant something special and valuable in the future, right now."

"Well damn, I don't know how you kept up with all of this," Eazy said.

"I have my ways." She reached in to grab one of the video tapes. She read the title and laughed at it. "Look, it's the Wet and Wild Pool Party."

"Aw damn I barely remember that party," Eazy said.

"We had a lot of fun that day," Yella said.

"Aw look at this one, this is the one were you shot up Crazy Tracy's car E," Ren said holding the tape.

"Damn that shit was funny," Eazy laughed.

"Look here's me and you arguing in the studio," Dre said.

"Ooh T beating Yella's ass at his house!" Cube exclaimed.

"Aye! I will never forget how much you begged for me to stop!" T said smirking at Yella.

"Yes I learned my lesson for challenging you," he sais shaking his head.

"Look babe, our concert in Houston," Eazy said.

"Ooh I remember how much fun we all had," T said.

They all sat around the chest, digging through old memories as they reminisced to the days of way back when it all started.

Six young kids with a dream that would take them on the ride of theirs lives.... 

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