in Compton, California, 1987 rap gods were formed in the shape of five teenagers with a ruthless background and the dream to change the way american worked, changing the art of gangster rap music and the laws of America forever.

the NWA consisted of five male artists, Dr Dre was the brains behind the operation and could make a sick beat out of anything. Eazy E— the quoted “godfather” or gangster rap funded the operation and later moved on to be the groups rapper when Ice Cube, the amazing lyricist, was preoccupied with another group. the last two members, DJ Yella and Mc Ren also joined the NWA as rappers.

the group was known for their looks, ruthlessness and the ability to throw the best mother fucking party in the whole of the 80s. half the girls had their bikini tops off, just walking around as though that was just a casual thing too do— because here, in N.W.A turf? that was normal.

Dre sat back, cutting it up with some of his close to heart homies before his eyes trailed across the crowd, getting stuck on a very pretty lady. after excusing himself, he didn’t waste anytime in chasing her up, though as he did that— you stepped back out of the house and came outside. being ice cubes little sister, even with your young age— perks came with that.

so while all your friends were at home doing homework and forbidden from anything fun, you were at a rave with some of the hottest people in the, figuratively and literally. you quickly looked through the crowd, trying to spot your older brother— only to find the next best thing, Dr motherfucking Dre. though before you could get too excited, you noticed a girl stuck to his arm.