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| Image: Andrei-1.jpg | <center>'''[[Andrei]]''' <br />My kind of guy. | | Image: Andrei-1.jpg | <center>'''[[Andrei]]''' <br />My kind of guy. |
| + | Image: Nophoto.jpg | <center>'''Isabeau''' <br />Doesn't know who she's fucking with. |
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| ''I used to run my old block like Obama did.<br />You ain't gotta believe me, go ask my momma then.<br />Couldn't even come in my room, smelled like a kilo.<br />Looked like me and two of my boys playin' Casino.'' | | ''I used to run my old block like Obama did.<br />You ain't gotta believe me, go ask my momma then.<br />Couldn't even come in my room, smelled like a kilo.<br />Looked like me and two of my boys playin' Casino.'' |
| *'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srPr7FXHiC4 Lil Wayne - Dipset]- ''' | | *'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srPr7FXHiC4 Lil Wayne - Dipset]- ''' |
− | ''VIP— we be them niggas bangin in the red. / Don't drink Cristal no more, just pour it on white bitches heads. / This ain't no Tommy Hilfiger, this that Polo ho. / We are the biggest group alive that get that solo dough, / and we gon' get that dough until they say there's no more dough. / I smoke a ounce, I got that bounce, I got that pogo flow.'' | + | ''VIP— we be them niggas bangin in the red. / Don't drink Cristal no more, just pour it on white bitches' heads. / This ain't no Tommy Hilfiger, this that Polo ho. / We are the biggest group alive that get that solo dough, / and we gon' get that dough until they say there's no more dough. / I smoke a ounce, I got that bounce, I got that pogo flow.'' |
| *'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1tj2zJ2Wvg Guns N' Roses - Welcome to the Jungle]''' | | *'''[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1tj2zJ2Wvg Guns N' Roses - Welcome to the Jungle]''' |
| ''You can have anything you want,<br />but you better not take it from me.'' | | ''You can have anything you want,<br />but you better not take it from me.'' |
Description
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Tyrell is a light-skinned black male who stands an inch or two under 6 and a half feet tall. He has the broad-shouldered build of a linebacker, and looks to be around 230 pounds. His eyes are deep brown and his hair is cut in a low fade. He has a broad nose, and his prominent lips can crack an impish grin or a menacing scowl equally convincingly. There is a sort of cool detachment about him that speaks of self-confidence.
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RP Hooks (Note: Info is common knowledge ICly)
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- Fame: Ty is a famous musician who released a ground-breaking gangster rap album near the tail end of that genre's prominence. He took some time off and released a second album that was an early example of the kind of pop-rap commonly heard today. Diggs has since retired from the rap game, and has transitioned into being a full-time producer who commands high fees per track for his services. He has returned to his hometown of Albuquerque from Los Angeles, and set up a production company-- Infectious Records-- to scout and develop local talent in a number of genres.
- Music: Are you a local musician looking for professional grade management or production? I'm your guy.
- The Hard Knock Life: Before hitting it big, Ty was a gangster on the streets of the Warzone. He's taken pride in keeping it real, and still maintains strong ties to his urban roots. If you're a gangbanger in the ABQ, you may have met him.
- Partying: Tyrell is the consummate playboy and can often be found out on the town.
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Contacts
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Isabeau Doesn't know who she's fucking with.
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Gallery
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Tyrell "Top Dollah" Diggs
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Basics
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Occupation: Semi-Retired Rapper and Record Producer
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Apparent Age: Late 20s - Early 30s.
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Vitals: 6'4", Linebacker Build
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Soundtrack
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I used to run my old block like Obama did. You ain't gotta believe me, go ask my momma then. Couldn't even come in my room, smelled like a kilo. Looked like me and two of my boys playin' Casino.
VIP— we be them niggas bangin in the red. / Don't drink Cristal no more, just pour it on white bitches' heads. / This ain't no Tommy Hilfiger, this that Polo ho. / We are the biggest group alive that get that solo dough, / and we gon' get that dough until they say there's no more dough. / I smoke a ounce, I got that bounce, I got that pogo flow.
You can have anything you want, but you better not take it from me.
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