LD AKA PEEWEE HUSTLEz

Juan Espinoza Jr. (L.D.) was born in the September of 1990 to Mexican parents in Los Angeles, California. He soon moved to the state of Washington in the summer of 1998. Espinoza saw it as a relief of all the gang violence that plagued his El Monte neighborhood, but he would soon learn wherever there are streets, there are gangs. He did fine and stayed out of trouble in school up until 7th grade, where at the age of 13, he was jumped in a local street gang known as McKinley Courts Locos X3, a subset of the larger SUR 13 gang. He would soon fall into a world of drugs, violence, vandalism, and theft. He would recall his experiences in those days:"All my brothers were okay, they were normal kids, I was the one in the family my parents were ashamed about, I would get into fights, sell drugs, steal, tag places, sneak out, get suspensions all the time, arrests, it was crazy, I would still go to school and all that but it'd be weird, I wasn't there in my mind, I was just there to be there, most of the time i'd be blazed but it was just crazy, I felt disconnected with all my friends I used to have, I was a loner throughout Junior High, the only friends I had were the homies and the Veteranos we had on the set, and I still wouldn't see them until after school. It got to the point were I was getting threats on my life daily, literally, I would get phone calls and messages with people that really wanted to kill me, I just didn't give a f***. But that all changed in the summer before my sophomore year, it was July 14th, really hot day, me and some of the bigger homies were chillin' at a barbecue a veterano was having to celebrate his wedding. We had a little homie, his name was Jose Morales he was only 14 at the time, by this time I was about to be 16, I had spent almost 3 years on set, so we were chillin' and the barbecue was at this one park close to McKinley Ave on 56th street. Next to the pool and skatepark. So we called my little homie up and he was on Pacific Ave which was only about a mile away from where we were at. And while he and his older brother were driving some rivals from Portland Norte pulled up on him and his brother at the intersection to make the turn onto 56th and they shot his brother in the face and Jose caught 3 to his chest and we heard the shots, so we all run to the street and we looked down the hill and we saw Arturo's and Jose's Jetta at the intersection with a shattered windshield and and Jose trying to crawl on his hands. I couldn't see if he was hit becuase I froze at the top of the hill and I started to cry cause up until then I thought it was all a game, but when I saw him on his knees, reality hit me hard as hell, I was knocked out literally, I didn't know what was goin' down, like when you wake up after a wild dream and you don't know whats real, thats what it was like. I ran up to help them and I finally got there and when I finally saw all that blood in the car, I didn't wanna see Arturo and Jose, I just couldn't take it, I was scared, so one of the big homies told me to go back to the barbecue and tell his girl to call the hospital, I didn't do it, but someone else went up and called, I just walked away and took a bus home, I went to sleep and all I kept doin' was telling myself that Jose and Arturo were gonna be okay and that when I wake up they'll be alive. So the next morning, I wake up, didn't think about it much because I made myself believe they were gonna be okay. So I go on for 2 days without hangin' with my homies, but I was feeling safe and assured, but then on July 17th in the morning I got a call from my homie Chucky, my best friend at the time, and I could tell he was crying cause he was talking calmly but his voice was breaking and he tells me that Jose died while they was trying to save him, and that Arturo had already been dead by the time the Ambulance got there, Jose took three pieces of buckshot in his chest and Arturo's face had been blown off. I got hit hard with that, I thought they were okay, but when I heard that I was stunned, suprised, I even thought Chucks was playing a joke on me, but he was serious, so I got quiet, and he told me when their service was gonna be held and I told him 'alright then bye' in a calm voice, as if he asked me to spend the night at his house or something, but I got up started walking to the bathroom, went into the shower and cried like i've never cried before. It was intense, like a faint episode in my mind, but I stayed there and cried. I got out and didn't show any emotion because I didn't want to seem weak in front of my family. So I moved on, I didn't go to his service because I didn't want to see him dead in a casket. But I went to his grave about 2 months later in October. After that I made my peace and went on with life, everyone did, but it wasn't the same for me, I didn't hang out or go to parties as much as I did, started hanging out with newer friends and tried to keep away from the life, but I was still in and would bang from time to time, but sometime in Febuary another one of my friends named Francisco Reyes was killed, and after that, I really cut all gang ties off and started hanging out with my old friends again. After that, it was all about skating and music. I let my hair grow out, changed my style, did some stupid shit from time to time but still kept clean. I hung out with my best friends Matt, Joe F. and Dre and started new. And it was good, changed my style of music and made beats seriously now, it was great and it still is, I can say i'm a changed person and not the same Juan I was throughout 7th to 10th grade. I straightened out and plan alot of big things for my future." Juan now makes many types of music ranging from Latin styles to Hip Hop and R&B, with elements of many genres such as: Trance, Electronica, Rock, Blues, Jazz, and Classical. He started up a Hip Hop crew known as Ghost Writaz Camp who have already made in impact in the big PIN Trey. And is now a full time music producer and DJ.

I will when I get the chance.

Soul music, Latin music, Old School Hip Hop, that old West Coast G Funk that got me into this s***, Jazz of course, Rock, P Funk and those oldies.

Cubase, Adobe Audition, FL STUDIO, Battery 3, GURU, Yamaha Hybrid Turntables, M Audio Phantom Power Mic, M Audio 61E Keyboard, Albino, V Station, Absynthe 4, Orchestral, Hypercanvas, EDIROL SUPER QUARTET, S Hypersonic, SANYO PRE AMP, IZOTOPE OZONE, WAVES PLUGINS, VANGUARD

GWC UP, BELLA and All Latinos stand.