The "Pretty Dre" Story
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its a fictional story about a singer in the 1990's who lived in Bedford-Stuyvesant who was signed to Bad Boy Records but Was dropped and picked up by Def Jam the day of his first show under the label, he was murdered outside his home in Bed Stuy. The Murderer was caught and sentenced to 8-19 Years in feds
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