Fifteen, sixteen. I really didn't get to see no blood squirtin'. All I know is we was runnin' and we was chasin' this nigga. The nigga says, "Stop!" and I heard a shot: Pow! I saw a dude drop. My man put the gat to his head, somebody screamed "Run!" and we all ran. This was just real. It was nothin'. We were seeing niggas gettin' hit all the time.