The "Pretty Dre" Story

Chapter 2 : Project 2&3

April 23rd '95

Pac got robbed, shot, and charged. 3 months later, He was sentenced to 1–4½ years on rape. The same day, Dame was sentenced to 3 Years for attempted murder and drug possession. Its been 6 months without pac, the music industry isn't the same. Paris got assault battery and carrying a concealed weapon charges. But this her first time getting in trouble with the law so she got probation tops. Biggie Just called me back too. He and puffy want to have me escorted to the Bad Boy Headquarters! Brilliant! I went, Puff said he'd offer me 3.8 Million for Three albums and two or three features with The Notorious Big. This is freaking sweet! On my first day in the studio I finished one whole album. And called it Project Baby. Because I'm from Cypress Hills Projects now I got a 3.8 platinum deal. The ONLY 17 year old from the projects to make it out!

Photo shoot /  May 1st '95

  During the photoshoot for Project Baby, This old man asked if he could talk to me outside for about a minute. I said yeah lets go. He said his name is Andre, just like mine and he was my father....... I went back into the shoot and said it's a wrap on it for today. Then everybody went home. We got in my new car, my 1996 BMW 7 Series, We drove to my moms house in Bed Stuy. She said he is indeed my father but all I want to know is, why is he just now trying to get at me. Where has he been? Why did he leave me at just 6 months? Is he just using me for my money? He said he tried to get a hold of me at the thanksgiving dinner at my grandmas house. Paris told me somebody was looking for me too. So we caught up. I asked why he left me at 6 months. He actually went to prison. He and Dames father robbed a local convenient store and the plan ended up getting soiled when a cop drove down the street unaware of the robbery until they seen them leaving with guns wailing in the air. He did 17 years and dames father died when he ran away and had a shoot out with a cop. He was released November 10th. He just found me when he heard my demo song on the radio called "Tough Love" he heard I had a photo shoot in the city and popped up. He took me to his house in Yonkers, I met my auntie Andrea, my sister Aaliyah, We minus well be twins, she had been singing in school since she was in 5th grade.  We cross paths once in 7th grade she was just a quiet shy girl. Everybody said we looked alike somewhat. But we never addressed it.  I promised her I'd mention her to puffy or whatever label I'd go to; Until they pick her up. After spending a hour or two with them, I had to leave. They needed me back in the hospital. My mom passed out. She nearly died. She has cancer.
She's in chemo. She might not make it.

May 22nd '95

Project Baby dropped... I'm shocked at the way it shot to the top. My mom went into surgery last night. And today is my 18th birthday!  Me and the label went out dancing after a 4 hour studio session. I got soooo wasted, I couldn't walk straight. Puffs bodyguard dropped me off at the studio, I had more to write. I was in their for about a hour. When I left, a man in all black asked for a autograph, I accepted. He pulled a Ruger out his pocket and tried to rob me. I laughed and said "Cease stop playing". I tried to walk away but he shot in the air. I ran, He shot me in the leg and grazed my thigh. I fell to the ground and tried to crawl. He took all my money. 10k in my pocket. He shot me in the neck and then ran off. Luckily, somebody seen and heard the shooting and was able to call the police.

I was rushed to the hospital. They were able to remove the bullet from my neck. But I'm going to be limping for awhile. The man that seen the shooting was a custodian at the studio. He said he seen the face of the shooter. It was one of the guys from when they shot Pac. Remember I said I ran? Well, I guess he found me and tried to kill me so the cops wouldn't know he was apart of the robbery. It was a man in his late 20's or early 30's with blue eyes, he was a light brownish guy, a coffee with cream and 2 sugars. He told me that he told the cops he didn't see anything because he wasn't a squealer. I had to wait 4 months til I could go get up with him for what he did... Biggie's bodyguard found out where he lives and everything I need to know to get him killed without any traces back to me.

Sept 30th '95

He lives in Brownstone houses in Brooklyn,  222 E 12th St.

    And their he was, standing on the porch, On his Motorola. It was originally going to be a drive-by, but I grabbed my Glock 40 out of the holster of the seat, I walked up to this stoop and shot him 9 times and watched him die after falling down the stairs. After I was sure he was dead, I shot him in the neck and leg, just like me. I dumped the gun in my cousins furnace room and left.....

Oct 6th '95

Me and the 3 guys in the car were arrested and charged with open murder and tampering with evidence. Nobody told on anybody, so we all got charged. 2pac wrote me and said he had a lawyer for me but not for the others. I was let free after 8 month on trial.

June '96
I was let go after pleading to a lesser charge of assault with a deadly weapon, and was handed 700 hours of community service. I almost didn't make it through, but god and Allah watched over me while my trial was on. I hosted a talent show for a solid month as community service. I met this singing guy named Lee, boy had vocals like Sam Cooke and Luther Vandross. I asked him to come to my studio after he left the show. When he did, I asked him and his girl, Stacy, to do a couple songs for my next album. They took the deal!

About 3 weeks later, the album is done but I don't have a name for it. I just no brained it and named it after myself. Andre Smith. It was a perfect fit! The night the album dropped, me and Lee went to the MGM Hotel to talk about a collab album "Pretty Boys" Lee was all for it, but Stacy wasn't. So 3 months later, we dropped it by ourselves. It. Was. HOT! Ooouuuwee it was like prince and mike In they prime doing a song together! She came on to me at the album signing the next week. She told me her and Lee were done so I got on that! About a month later, Stacy is pregnant! It's mine! Lee confronted me at my studio. I told him she told me y'all were done and if he was handling himself like a man, this wouldn't have happened. Apparently, Stacy thought the night of the album release he was out cheating, So she cheated back. Lee stabbed me with a 3 1/2 inch pocket knife. So my crew jumped him in the studio as I'm bleeding out. Stacy bawled her eyes out knowing it's her fault. She pressed charges against him and got him some time in the slammer. Damn Lee, you was like a little brother to me. He even picked up the name "pretty" he was " Pretty Lee" before he stabbed me.