Whew, G. We ain't got enuff pieces or caps either one lately to put holes in all the rat heads dat need 'em no mo, do we? Said curtains to dat last batch; but dammit, now theyz some new ones around. Got some good new blood in da ranks, though. And as you can see, all the souljas who solid from game one still here. But just 'cause they been solid befo don't mean they still is. A soulja ain't been in da clink? He an only child? He a SHE?!? Cain't necessarily truss even them thangs no mo 'less ya crew boss hint so, G. Only thang dat carry ova from last game: if a playa gots a siblin' in they family who solid—who cool—then dat playa solid, too. New thang: if a catz turned rat since da last ballet, he/ she may lie 'bout CURRENT thangs; but hist'ry don't lie. You know da troof. (Truss ya crew boss; don't truss a snitch.) Time ta play whack-a-mole in dis f**k-a-marole, mane. Handle ya frick'n bidness. Just don't hate da playa: Hate da game.