you re thicker than a bowl of oatmeal. after four minutes, of hearing the dozens of charges and convictions, cruz has accrued during the past 16 years, the judge renders her decision. i am going to honor the plea agreement. i will sentence you to four years in jersey state prison with a two-year period of parole eligibility. can i say something your honor? no. the sentencing is i know it ain t going to help me but i d like to just put this on record. now, i did sell drugs. i did. i m being honest. i sold drugs to a friend that i knew, a so-called friend for 35 years. mr. cruz, you i understand. okay. kicking me out. huh? i understand. don t worry about it. it s over. it s over?
he had no problem whatsoever hitting on the undercover officer on the audiotape trying to pick her up and saying, girl, you re thicker than a bowl of oatmeal. after four minutes, of hearing the dozens of charges and convictions, cruz has accrued during the past 16 years, the judge renders her decision. i am going to honor the plea agreement. i will sentence you to four years in jersey state prison with a two-year period of parole eligibility. can i say something your honor? no. the sentencing is i know it ain t going to help me but i d like to just put this on record. now, i did sell drugs. i did. i m being honest. i sold drugs to a friend that i knew, a so-called friend for 35 years. mr. cruz, you i understand. okay. kicking me out. huh? i understand. don t worry about it. it s over. it s over? well, you ve had your chance.
i wasn t lying. i do have a drug problem. but it s over now. you know? soon cruz is out of court and back in the holding cell. thicker than a bowl of oatmeal? hey, hey. she had a fat ass you know what i mean? it is what it is. you know what i mean? but everything else, i don t give a [ bleep ] about what they say. people know me. loved on the street. loved by a few. hated by many. but respected but all. know that. always know that. you know what i mean? they don t got to like me. they ain t got to love me. but they will respect me.
the new inmates, enrique cruz, says he has informed the inmate food service that he is now in charge of distribution. basically they got three guys who runs the wagon, but they won t move nothing unless i let them move something like they want to pass out the extra trays, i tell them who to pass the extra trays to. now everybody understands it s my way or no way. inmate cruz claims he has this clout that he runs the jail. he doesn t run the jail. i m the man. i own this place. no. there is only one person that runs this place and that s the warden. one of the inmate food servers also took issue with cruz trying to lay down the law. a fight ensued and cruz is now on his way to segregation. mr. cruz is a bit of a cave man. all he knows is food and fight. so he come up to me and pushed up on me for extra trays and whatnot. i told the individual, stop handing out the trays the way he was handing them out, giving them to all his friends instead of giving them to the workers
you know? soon cruz is out of court and back in the holding cell. thicker than a bowl of oatmeal? hey, hey. she had a fat ass you know what i mean? it is what it is. you know what i mean? but everything else, i don t give a [ bleep ] about what they say. people know me. loved on the street. loved by a few. hated by many. but respected but all. know that. always know that. you know what i mean? they don t got to like me. they ain t got to love me. but they will respect me.