Real Talk Entertainment is a Los Angeles based independent record company that was established in 2003 by serial entrepreneur, Derrick “Sac” Johnson. Having mastered and embraced the independent music model early on, the label boasts releases from many Platinum and Gold selling artists who have successfully transitioned away from the major label system.
It’s actually pretty startling to compare this song (and “Straight Check’n ‘Em”, the album it was on) to their first album “It’s A Compton Thang.” Their first album was really not even gangsta rap at all, because in 1990, West Coast rap still hadn’t fully embraced the movement that N.W.A. had started. A year later in ‘91, G-shit was suddenly what everyone was doing, including CMW.
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