We Got This
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People always make the mistake of underestimating us Ramos'. They don't realize we're the six lost kids. We only have each other and our mom. That being said we're quick to retaliate when someone decides to fuck with us and ours. The situation we grew up in was, while odd, not too out of the norm. Pops was a rolling stone who's no longer in the picture. The six of us are the product of three women who got swept up in the words of the suave cholo on the block. Being young shit happens, Irene was left with all the kids while he dipped out and only two were hers. This is our story and how no matter what, We Got This.
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