It’s late July, and Ross is donning an unusually subdued blue-and-white tracksuit tonight, seated comfortably in the back room of Manhattan’s upscale Jue Lan Club, a preferred spot for rappers passing through New York City to his left is his personal DJ, Sam Sneak, who’s quietly taking in his dinner across the table is one of Ross’s longtime friends, a man who goes by Whole Slab. “Y’all don’t call it hustles?” he asks, referencing the basketball game he says he played with Kanye West in 2010. ![]() ![]() ![]() Rick Ross takes a bite of vegetable lo mein, one of the endless plates of specially prepared Chinese food arrayed in front of him, then effortlessly puffs from his blunt.
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