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Rollin' 60s Neighborhood Crips

African-American street gang

Founding&#;locationLos Angeles, California
Years&#;active – present
EthnicityPredominantly African-American
Membership (est.)1, [1]
Criminal activitiesRacketeering, murder, drug trafficking, arms trafficking, auto theft, armed robbery, burglary, extortion, fraud[2]
AlliesRollin 50's and Rollin 90's NHCs[1]
RivalsBloods, "Hoover factions", “Eight Trey Gangster Crip (83GC)”[1]Rollin 40s

The Rollin 60's Neighborhood Crips is a street gang based in Los Angeles, California, originally formed in Los Angeles in from the Westside Crips and have since spread to other cities in the United States.[1] Membership is estimated to be around 1, people, making it one of the largest gangs in the Los Angeles area.[3]

Members identify themselves by wearing Seattle Mariners[3] or New York Yankees logos and mark areas they are in with graffiti.[1]

According to the Los Angeles Daily News in , Rollin' 60's was "the largest black criminal street gang in the City of Los Angeles with over 1, active members – the size of an Army brigade. "[1]

Two men identified as members of the Rollin' 60 were arrested for the murders of four members of professional football player Kermit Alexander's family. Police say the gang members got the address wrong and killed the wrong family.[4]

Musician, businessman, and community activist Nipsey Hussle was a member of the Rollin 60's Neighborhood Crips.[5]

- In Aug 4. , plenty of NHC members (40s, 60s, 90s, s etc) were in a party in Westmont in the Rollin s hood. "Ev" a very REPUTABLE member of the Darcside clique from the Rollin 40s had a fight with a Rollin 60 member over a FEMALE, Ev beat the guy from 60s in a fist fight (there was a big fight / brawl between the whole 40s & 60s but the major one was that one) The guy from 60s came back to the party with a gun and shot Ev several times killing him and he also shot another guy from 40s but he didn't die.

- The whole August was retaliation and killing in the Hyde Park area (Rollin 60s hood).The next day 5. August , They shot & killed a 18 year old in the Hyde Park area, I don't know if he was gang banging but most people that commented said that he literally had nothing to do with gang banging and there was whole articles about him etc The next day (6. August ) they shot & killed a 54 year old the same way they killed the 18 year old, they just walked up to him & shot at him & killed him.

- Rollin 60s retaliated back I guess by killing another Rollin 40 named T.C I think (I don't know the date) The whole August was shootings in Vermont Square Park & Hyde Park areas, and many people shot at. There was also MANY innocents dead (can't mention them all)

- On August Rollin 40s members got the drop on two Rollin 60s members aged of 18 & 16 years old, the two Rollin 60s spotted them & shot at them first but the Rollin 40s laid off 20 shots at them killing both of them. The killings between them stopped.

Since then I think the police arrested many Rollin 40s & Rollin 60s members & the beef calmed down a little bit. They still beef but not that heavily as they did during August & September / October. You can still see in diss songs from both Darcside Rollin 40s (X4 mostly) & Rollin 60s (Boxwitdatool & others) that they insult each other in their songs

" X4 from Darcside: I'm on Vernon not on Slauson so I don't fuck with Nipsey" - in Tinyloc pt 2

" - Darcside: Fat glock two sticks sissies shots" - in 45z & Glocc 9z

"X4 from Darcside: Sissies niggas got their nerves they like our lil cousins" - in Tinyloc No Hook

"X4 from Darcside: Fig to Crenshaw with Hyde to Slauson I hate thoses people" in Tinyloc Freestyle

"X4 from Darcside: Still pulling up on Slauson yelling up where they at?" in Tinyloc Pt 2

"X4 from Darcside: Sissies? Oh my god they needa quit that snitchin" - in Tinyloc Pt 2

"Boxwitdatool from 60s: We play ball on the Four Zeros (40s) knock them to the curb" - in Mr. Six Owe


  1. ^ abcdefBarrett, Beth (September 30, ). "Rollin 60s give unique window into gang culture". Los Angeles Daily News. Archived from the original on October 12,
  2. ^"Crips Gang Member Sentenced to Life in Prison for Murder in-Aid-of Racketeering and Other Crimes". Retrieved
  3. ^ abCovey, Herbert C. (). Crips and Bloods: A Guide to an American Subculture: A Guide to an American Subculture. ABC-CLIO. p.&#; ISBN&#;.
  4. ^"Two Gang Members Arrested In Alexander Family Killings". The New York Times. November 5,
  5. ^Arango, Tim (April 19, ). "Nipsey Hussle Was Hailed as a Hero. But to California Officials, He Was Still a Gangster". The New York Times. ISSN&#; Retrieved April 20,

COLUMN ONE : An Ethic Dies With Gang Chief : The stakes these days are drug money, not turf. The transformation has eroded the code of unity, and violence is out of control as member turns against member.

When the partially decomposed body of Keith Cardell Thomas turned up in a San Gabriel Valley avocado grove two months ago--handcuffed, shot in the head and stuffed into the back of a rented Ford Explorer--it sparked some rare introspection by Los Angeles’ most notorious street gang.

At 30, he was among the oldest and most respected leaders of the Rollin’ 60s--a group of Crips whose fierceness and reckless exploits have fueled the city’s worst fears about gang violence.

But Stone, as he was known around Crenshaw Boulevard, was different from the new generation of gangsters filling the ranks of the Rollin’ 60s, teen-agers blinded by the lure of fast cash and gold chains.

In many ways, he was a throwback to the Crips’ origins in the s, when the battles were over community control, when loyalty to the neighborhood--being “down for the ‘hood"--meant self-determination, not self-destruction.

Even as he became a ruthless henchman in the gang’s violent push into the rock cocaine trade, Stone clung to an old-fashioned code of honor, cautioning that cutthroat greed within its ranks was undermining the ethos of unity and devotion. Much like a weary Mafia don, he had begun making peaceful overtures to rival gangs, wearing wooden African beads and seeking inspiration in the teachings of Malcolm X and Louis Farrakhan.

Although some Rollin’ 60s listened--if only out of respect--Stone’s assassination drove home a point they could not ignore: The violence that he had both warned against and wreaked is careening out of control.

“We started out as brothers loving brothers,” one veteran Rollin’ 60s member said. “Now, the neighborhood don’t really trust each other no more. . . . There used to be respect. Now, it’s like everybody’s against everybody.”

Los Angeles County sheriff’s officials, while declining to discuss details of the case, say Stone’s execution has all the markings of a soured drug deal, in which he was either the victim or the perpetrator of a rip-off. Stone’s body was found Feb. 1 by a caretaker in the isolated avocado grove in Duarte, where he was lying face-down inside the truck alongside his friend Daniel J. Chapman, 28, who had also been handcuffed and shot in the head.

“This is not poo-butt street stuff,” said Sheriff’s Homicide Lt. Frank Merriman. “You’re talking major league gangs and major league dope.”

That Stone’s call for self-examination had struck a nerve in the Rollin’ 60s was evident at his funeral, where an anguished crowd of nearly packed the pews and stood in the aisles of Grace Chapel at Inglewood Park Cemetery.

The mourners formed a sea of blue--hardened young men in baggy pants and carefully creased shirts--as Stone was remembered as “a warrior,” “Six-O all the way.”

But unlike most gang funerals, this one was not an affirmation of the criminal life. Instead, a burly man known as Keta Roc, who has “Rollin’ 60s” tattooed across his neck, took the microphone and made the kind of speech that normally only the preacher dares deliver.

The gang, he said in emotion-choked spurts, must face its culpability in Stone’s death. The homeboys were so busy thinking about themselves that they had failed to protect one of their own. As the mourners shifted uncomfortably, Keta Roc said in a rising voice that they were all to blame.

“The ‘hood,” he said, “is liable.”

The Rollin’ 60s’ evolution from a unified band of neighborhood enforcers to a collection of well-armed, for-profit factions is being mirrored in gangs throughout Los Angeles County. While gangs have always been brutal, they resort to violence more quickly and more indiscriminately now because the stakes are about money, not just turf or pride, according to police and gang authorities.

This transformation has jarred not only the gang world, but has turned their neighborhoods into virtual war zones, where innocent bystanders are consumed by the mayhem, victims of geography.

In gang and law enforcement circles, there are no illusions that the Rollin’ 60s’ soul-searching, triggered by Stone’s execution, will make any difference in the escalating violence that last year claimed a record lives in the county.

But when even hard-core gang members say they have grown tired of the bloodshed and treachery, it underscores the bitter truth of what Crippin’ has become.

“Once upon a time, the Rollin’ 60s were a family,” said Chilton Alphonse, a Crenshaw District gang worker. “Now, I think a lot of these youngsters are beginning to question, is it really worth it.”

When Keith Thomas was born in , Crips did not exist.

Their roots are usually traced to a Fremont High School student named Raymond Washington, who had been steeped in the Black Panther rhetoric of pride, protection and community control. In , when a gang of followers from his neighborhood beat a teen-ager to death for his leather jacket, they became a legend.

Word spread about the tough-looking young men, who some said carried canes and walked with a limp--cripples, or crips, they were called for short. But their significance went beyond just a few heralded street fights. Before long, some were saying that Crip was an acronym for Community Revolution in Progress.

“There was a point at which Crips had a more favorable reputation and position in the community,” said Donald Bakeer, a teacher of African-American literature at Washington High School, who has written a historical novel about the Crips. “Today, all the destruction and murder and terror seem crazy. . . . But in the late ‘70s, every youngster in junior high wanted to be a Crip--there was mystery and glamour, like tales of the Old West.”

It was an attractive notion to the young men growing up in the western fringes of South Los Angeles, where many black families had sought refuge in the late s after the tumultuous events in Watts. The Rollin’ 60s, who take their name from the numbered streets between Slauson and Florence avenues, were one of the first cliques--or “sets"--of the Crips to take root in the area. They viewed their new turf as a prized possession--a symbol of manhood and existence.

Even back then, the Rollin’ 60s could be vicious in their defense of the neighborhood. You seized your piece of the pie with fearlessness and audacity. Being crazier than the next guy was part of the mystique.

In those days, however, they tended to view their enemy as the society that had kept them powerless. When cheap crack cocaine began pouring into the community in the s, that changed. The high-stakes battle for drug turf turned Crips against Crips, and eventually, Rollin’ 60s against Rollin’ 60s.

The 60s were one of the first Los Angeles gangs to cash in on the drug trade, shifting their focus from neighborhood rule to for-profit endeavors. They were also one of the first to heavily arm themselves; according to urban folklore, they hold a cache of automatic weapons stolen from a National Guard Armory.

“The 60s are one of the most violent, active gangs in the city,” said Sgt. Steve La Roche of the Los Angeles Police Department’s anti-gang CRASH unit. “They’re so big that their own internal factions frequently get into it with each other.”

In a confidential LAPD report prepared in , detectives identified hard-core members of the Rollin’ 60s, who had been arrested a total of 3, times. Those arrests had resulted in convictions for 17 murders, four attempted murders, seven assaults with a deadly weapon, 35 robberies, five burglaries, eight auto thefts, 20 narcotics sales, three rapes and two forgeries, among other things.

The report also noted that members of the gang were suspected of 37 bank robberies in Southern California, a jewelry store holdup in Modesto, transporting cocaine to Dallas, a drive-by shooting in West Covina and barging into motel rooms in Southwest Los Angeles and robbing the occupants at gunpoint.

Moreover, officials found no evidence of a formal leadership structure. Apart from two cliques devoted to drug trafficking, the report said, most of the gang members commit crimes for their personal gain and “hold no allegiance to any organization and do not act at the direction of a recognized leader.”

In one of their most savage exploits, two Rollin’ 60s members barged into the home of former NFL star Kermit Alexander’s family in , killing his year-old mother in the kitchen and his sister and two young nephews in their beds. The attack was supposedly a murder for hire; the only hitch was, the killers had misread the address and gone into the wrong house.

Four years later, another act of reckless shooting erupted into arguably the single most significant event in Los Angeles gang history. Durrell DeWitt Collins, a year-old member of the Rollin’ 60s, spotted a rival on a crowded Westwood street and approached him, saying: “C’mon, I got something for you.”

Collins then pulled a gun and fired twice, missing his target, but striking Karen Toshima, a graphic artist from Long Beach who was strolling with a friend. The shooting was a watershed, shocking middle-class corners of the city with the realization that gang violence can occur anywhere, while minority leaders complained that killings in their communities rarely generate the same outrage.

There were also the cases of David (Let Loose) Cole, convicted of killing a year-old girl after the bullets he fired pierced the walls of her Inglewood home; Anthony Wayne Fagan, sentenced to 25 years in prison for selling rock cocaine from a house across the street from Hyde Park Elementary School, and George Brett Williams, who killed two men during a scheme to buy cocaine from them with bundles of shredded telephone books disguised as cash.

Last December, year-old Eugene Henley, one of the gang’s de facto leaders and one of Stone’s closest confidants--was arrested in a drug sting after he allegedly tried to rob an undercover sheriff’s deputy of 33 pounds of cocaine. He is being held in lieu of $2 million bail.

“You can’t predict what we do,” said a year-old gang member known as Mike Dog, as he scrawled RSC--Rollin’ 60s Crips--on the metal gate of an apartment building. “If we let people run over the 60s, we wouldn’t have no ‘hood.”

Like many of his friends, young Keith (Stone) Thomas had no father in the house--a two-bedroom, s-era bungalow on Cimarron Street. His mother, a UCLA graduate and public health nurse for the county, struggled to raise two sons on her own.

Although she managed to provide the basics of a middle-class life--Keith collected pigeons and played Little League baseball--not all of their hurdles were economic. All around, they faced reminders, some blatant, others insidious, that race was still a defining factor.

“You have a generation of young black children, especially males, that feel disenfranchised, that feel used, that feel the system is out to get them,” said Alphonse, director of the Community Youth Sports and Art Foundation. “So, they think, what the hell, I’m down with gangsterism. It’s their way of paying society back.”

When he was 13, Keith’s mother took him and a cousin to a West Los Angeles bank, where a teller suspected that the two teen-agers were robbers--"not because of their behavior, but because of their physical appearance,” his mother wrote in an obituary printed on the back of his funeral program.

More than a dozen police officers showed up and pointed their guns at Keith and his cousin, the only two black youths in the bank. “I didn’t do nothing,” Keith cried, as his mother pleaded for the officers to hold their fire.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, but the incident remained “a confusing trauma in his life,” his mother wrote. It was the kind of experience, he later learned, that was “shared by the very many friends and brothers he made.”

“Kids in this neighborhood get labeled,” his mother, Billie L. Thomas, said in an interview. “Nobody is trying to include them in mainstream America. A child here has to fight for his self-esteem, his friendships and his belonging.”

As a teen-ager at Crenshaw High School, that meant Stone stood behind his fists and never shied from a challenge, even when the taunts came from an older or bigger kid. Later, when he had earned the title of O.G., an Original Gangster, he would invite 50 friends to his place, send out for $ worth of barbecued ribs and crack open a few gallons of his favorite vice--Hennessy cognac.

It also meant there were times when he had to, as they say on the streets, take care of business. Stone--a name he adopted because of its flinty sound, as did other old-timers with monikers such as Roc and Bone--could be ferocious and merciless. One gang authority described him as a henchman akin to Luca Brasi, the beefy enforcer in “The Godfather.”

Yet, as in the early days of the Mob, there were also rules to be followed. You didn’t shoot little children or somebody’s mother, let alone fire on a cemetery, hospital or church. A dispute might still turn murderous, but it was understood that the beef was only with that rival, not his entire gang.

“Stone was an O.G. with love for the ‘hood, but he wasn’t down for that stupid gang-banging, that senseless killing stuff,” said one Rolling 60s member, who asked that his name not be used. “Now, I ain’t gonna say that he never did no shooting. . . . But it wasn’t like these kids now, who shoot nine or 10 times, then open their eyes to see what they hit.”

When he was coming of age, it was easier to live by such rules, in part, because not everyone had a gun. If they did, it was most likely to be a , not some imported military-style rifle that could fire 16 rounds without reloading. Drive-bys were also kept in check because few could afford a car.

But Stone, who was convicted in of burglary and being an accessory to a robbery, also subscribed to a different ethic. Gang was synonymous with neighborhood, and you protected the neighborhood by not turning every dispute into a war. Stone would even party with rivals, walking from 60th Street down to Century Boulevard--now unthinkable--in search of a beer bash, dancing or female companionship.

“The whole nature of the beast has been transformed over the last 15 years,” said Jim Galipeau, a deputy probation officer who knew Stone. “There was a time when there was heart, when guys fought from the shoulders, when there was camaraderie and devotion. All there is now is screw your buddy.”

That change--"a reflection of the breakdown of society in general,” as Galipeau sees it--began in the avaricious s, as scandals were brewing on Wall Street, in the savings and loan industry, among overcharging defense contractors and swindling televangelists.

California replaced Florida as the chief port for the Colombian cocaine cartels. Weapons were circulating widely. Easy money was close behind. The most aggressive and ambitious members of the Rollin’ 60s, lacking other economic opportunities, responded to the message of the day and did whatever necessary to survive.

“These kids read the newspapers and watch the news and see what’s going on in the world,” said Ed Turley, a manager for Community Youth Gang Services. “The persons who are the shot-callers are very charismatic and could have been corporate raiders. The ones with entrepreneurial abilities, who maybe because of lack of resources or a positive family structure didn’t got to college, took to selling drugs.”

Stone, who bore no tattoos and had abandoned the saggy pants and blue rags in favor of close-cropped hair and a short goatee, was not going to turn his back on the action, despite being grounded in the old ways of the gang.

He organized drug-selling “crews” that branched out to other states, colleagues said, bought speedboats, all-terrain vehicles and a classic Chevy with hydraulic lifts and vanity plates, STONE When he supplied his people with guns, according to one associate, he cautioned them “not to hurt anybody that don’t gotta be hurt.”

He bought a gated home at the base of Windsor Hills, with a gym in the den and big-screen TV for watching Raiders games and his favorite movie, “Scarface.” On weekends, drug profits fueled high-stakes games of dice and dominoes. Entertainment was supplied by Stone’s coterie of exotic dancers--four scantily clad women who appear in provocative poses on business cards bearing his home phone and pager numbers.

“Stone didn’t change with the times--the times changed him,” said a member of the gang. “When the dope hit the scene, some could grab it, sell it and rise up to fame. He was one of the lucky ones, the blessed ones--and it brought him up, in a sense of speaking.”

Yet Stone, a father of three, did not approve of his friends using cocaine, associates said, and he did not deal in his own community.

He generously shared his wealth, buying remote-control model airplanes for poor youths and opening his home to anybody who needed a safe place to chill when the streets got too hot. One teen-ager from the neighborhood whose older brother was arrested said Stone took him under his wing and kept him out of trouble.

“For that, I’m forever grateful,” the youth said.

Last April, on the night of the touted boxing match between George Foreman and Evander Holyfield, Stone invited a group of friends, including some from rival gangs, to celebrate at his place. Although there might have been a time when some of the guests would have bristled at the thought, the mood was jovial, the cognac flowed freely and the bikini dancers paraded for tips between rounds.

“Stone was a kid in transition,” said Jim Brown, the former pro football star, who had recently made Stone a leader in Amer-I-Can Inc., his self-esteem course for gang members. “He tried to bring peace and reach out to other gangs without losing respect in his own neighborhood. . . . But there is not some magic dust that you just sprinkle on a gang member and get him to go to church.”

That all this madness would one day claim Stone probably could have been predicted. But the shock wave that rippled through the Rollin’ 60s after his death was as much a function of the way he was killed as the level of respect he commanded.

Stone, the theory goes, must have trusted his killer for that person to have gotten so close. He weighed pounds, looked like he could bench-press and would not go down without a fight.

When he was stopped by police on Christmas Day, , for driving his Bonneville with a broken taillight, officers found a stolen caliber Smith & Wesson under the front seat. “That’s my gun,” Stone confessed, according to a police report. “I need it for protection.”

In the old days, there were many things you would die for--neighborhood, family, pride--but a bag of dope was not one of them. Back then, no one would have even been able to get close enough to betray Stone. His homeboys would have been watching.

“If he had been with some trustworthy brothers, Stone wouldn’t be dead,” a member of the 60s said. “If the homeboys weren’t fighting each other and tripping all the time, I wouldn’t have to be grieving.”

At Stone’s funeral, the Marvin Gaye song “What’s Goin’ On?” was playing in the chapel. Many of the mourners mouthed the words, shaking their heads.

A young man who called himself Bronco choked back sobs to recite a poem:

Hey, brother, where you going?

Hey, brother, where you been?

Can we reach the mountaintop?

And stop following that same old trend?

As they filed past Stone’s body, a young woman turned to her friend. “The homies keep leaving us,” she said. “I’m getting so sick of this.”

But by the same evening, many of the toughest youths were already back on the streets, sucking down ounce bottles of malt liquor, building up each other’s courage. Even with the tears barely dried in their eyes, the talk was of revenge.

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Rollin 60s give unique window into gang culture

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Published Thursday, September 30,

By Beth Barrett, Staff Writer

The Rollin 60 Neighborhood Crips is the largest black criminal street gang in the City of Los Angeles with over 1, active members - the size of an Army brigade.

A dissection of its operations by the LAPD, which was obtained by the Daily News, provides a unique window into the city's gang culture as compiled through oral histories, gang statistics and other intelligence.

In , a faction of the city's original crip gang, Westside Crips formed as the Rollin 60 Crips.

"There are different theories on how the name was derived and at the time many of the gangs were named after the streets within their respective neighborhoods," the overview says.

One theory was that 60th Street "rolled" through the entire neighborhood, which today extends 27 blocks south from 48th Street to 75th Street, and west from Western Avenue to Overhill Drive.

The gang was the first to specialize in take-over bank robberies, and with cash in hand began calling itself the "Rich Rollin 60s." Drug trafficking supplemented the robberies, while gang members engaged in homicides, assaults with deadly weapons, rapes, carjackings, vandalism and general intimidation of the community.

Young members were recruited out of schools, particularly Westchester and Crenshaw high schools.

Defined as a criminal street gang under the Street Terrorism Enforcement and Provisions Act (STEP), the gang marks its territory with graffiti, while members identify themselves through tattoos and clothing. The grafitti depicts feuds, as well as the names of active memebers, also known as "roll call," to announce who's "putting in work for the neighborhood." Common Rollin 60's tags include: RSC, RSNC, R60's, NHC 60's, Rich Rollin 60's, among others.

Wearing any Seattle Mariners' sporting gear can be a sign of gang affiliation because of the trademark logo's large "S." Gang members also wear Chicago White Sox clothing for the "S." North Carolina powder blue sports attire also is worn, with the NC standing for "neighborhood crip." New York Yankee clothing also is worn with the "N" standing for neighborhood.

The gang has spread throughout the country but the 77th Street Division in South Los Angeles is its stronghold with several known hangouts where they congregate. It is made up of three factions: Avenues, Fronthood and Overhill.

The 60s call themselves a neighborhood "O's" gang, and keep alliance with other "O's," which includes the Rollin 40's and Rollin 90's NHCs.

According to the history, the neighborhood nomenclature came out of a party where several Rollin 60's noted to some Rollin 90's that both names ended in "0" and suggested they should unite. The alliance has since expanded to other gangs.

"The 60's are mortal enemies with all Blood gangs and all 'Gangster crip (GC)' factions," the LAPD overview says. One of the biggest feuds is between the 60's and the Inglewood blood gangs - particularly the Inglewood Family Gangster Bloods (IFGB), Neighborhood Pirus (Swahili for blood), and the Crenshaw Mafia.

Rollin 60's also have feuds with Van Ness Gangster bloods (VNG), and the 62 Brims (six deuce Brims), where their name derives from 62nd Street.

The 60's also fight with the 83rd Gangster Crips - "infamously known to have started the Los Angeles riots," the history says.

The 60s also fight with all Hoover factions, a former Crips affiliate, which has denounced both the crips and bloods in favor of calling themselves the Hoover Criminals. The Hoovers wear orange, and sport "HCG" tattoos, standing for Hoover Criminal Gangster.

Beth Barrett, () , [email protected]



The Rollin 60s Neighborhood Crips (R60NHC), also known as the Rich Rollin 60&#;s are a large primarily African-American street gang located on the West Side of South Los Angeles, (formerly known as South Central, LA) California. The Rollin&#; 60&#; NHC originated as a clique of  Stanley &#;Tookie&#; Willams gang, the Westside Crips in the &#;s.

Their territory stretches from Slauson Ave to Florence Ave, between Western Ave and around Crenshaw Blvd. They are also under the Rollin O&#;s and Neighborhood Crips umbrella. They are believed to be one of the most infamous and fierce black gang in the Hyde Park/Crenshaw region of Los Angeles. The Rollin 60&#;s members are known to sport Seattle Mariners baseball caps with the letter &#;S&#; which represent Sixty (60&#;s Crip).

The Rollin 60&#;s Neighborhood Crips have several cliques such as the Avenues, Front Hood, Overhills, and a few other cliques. Youth members mostly attend Crenshaw High School as well as Westchester High School. Police authority believes the Rollin 60&#;s membership range from 6&#; to 8, making them the largest black gang in all of Los Angeles County.

The Rollin 60&#;s and the Eight Tray Gangster Crips, were close allies and often fought rival gangs side by side. However, they were full fledge enemies by the mid&#;s. This rivalry is responsible for being the first Crip on Crip rivalry in history. This feud spilled over into surrounding neighbor gang&#;s.

Gang&#;s started pledging allegiance to one or the other (Rollin 60&#;s or the Eight Tray Gangster Crips). Gang&#;s who aligned themselves with the Rollin 60&#;s adapted the Neighborhood Crips also known as Deuces or Deuce Gang&#;s (2x) and gang&#;s who aligned themselves with the Eight Tray Gangster Crips adapted the &#;Gangster Crips&#; also known as Trays or Tray Gang&#;s (3x). This conflict has resulted in over 30 gang-related deaths and over twenty non gang-related casualties.

Nipsey Hussle (rapper), who debuted with &#;Bullet&#;s Have No Names&#; (Trilogy), which spawned his successful single &#;Hussle In The House,&#; is affiliated with the Rollin 60&#;s. Big U (of Uneek Music), CJ Mac, Kurupt, as well as Keita Roc, who was signed to Death Row Records thru Suge Knight has ties to the RSC.

Tiequon A. Cox, who stabbed the co-founder of the crips &#;Stanly Tookie William&#;s,&#; was also a member of the Rollin 60s (NHC). Kody &#;Monster&#; Scott, who was affiliated with the Eight Tray Gangster Crips. Mention the feud between the Rollin 60s and the Eight Trays in his memoir titled &#;Monster: Autobiography of an LA Gang Member.&#;

Allies include: Neighbor Hood Crips, 67 Neighbor Hood Crips, 55 Neighbor Hood Crips, 46 Neighbor Hood Crips, as well as the East Coast Crips. The Rollin 60&#;s Crip&#;s numbers is one of the only black gang&#;s is able to compete with the Sureño gang&#;s in L.A.

Rival include:Eight Tray Gangster Crips, Van Ness Gangster, Inglewood Bloods, Inglewood Family Gang, Crenshaw Mafia Gang, Harvard Park Brims, Rollin 20s NeighborHood Blood, Black P Stones, Hoover Criminals,5-Deuce Hoover Gangster Crips, 74 Hoover Criminals Gang, 51Trouble Gangster Crips, Rollin 40s, Grape Street Watts Crips, Avalon Gangster Crips and the School Yard Crips.


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Rollin 60s Neighbor Hood Crip in Los Angeles, California &#; Hyde Park area

Westside Rollin 60s NeighborHood Crip [RSC, Rs, NH Rs] are a predominately African-American street gang in the Hyde Park area of South Los Angeles, California. They are among one of the largest gangs geographically and numerically the several hundred Black gangs in Los Angeles County, California. They have been active since the mids after the the larger West Side Crips, which formed in , began to splinter into more geographically specific neighborhood groups.

RSC are the first gang to use the term &#;Rollin&#; and were involved in the first Crip-on-Crip rivalry when in , the RSC and Eight Tray Gangster Crips (ETG) began a feud that has lasted over 3 decades with about 50 deaths among the two gangs with nearly hundred including innocent bystanders.

RSC have of few subsets or clicks of the larger gang which include the Avenues, Overhills (Bacchood), The Dime and Front Hood.

Because of their enormous size in numbers, they have been able to dominate areas outside their traditional neighborhood. For example, during the s, members of RSC would travel north across town to the World-on-Wheels skating rink located in rival School Yard Crip&#;s (SYC) neighborhood. Often times, the SYC could not do anything about their presence, and they would have to retreat south across Venice Blvd into their turf when large numbers of RSC members would visit the skating rink. At times, the SYCs would attempt drive-by shootings at RSC members hanging out in front, but every weekend they would return, provoking additional shootings, all this happening adjacent to the Wilshire Division of the Los Angeles Police Department.

Today, their main rival to the east continues to be the ETGs. This would be the most intense rivalry between any two Crip gangs in all of Los Angeles County in the history of street gangs conflict. Although there are longer rivalries among other Los Angeles gangs, such as the one between the White Fence and El Hoyo Maravilla, which goes back to about , the conflict between RSC and ETG has been more violent, especially during the period between and

The RSC and ETG rivalry started Crip infighting which created a divide between Neighborhood Crips and Gangster Crips also known as Trays. This rivalry is discussed in Monster Kody&#;s book, Monster: Autobiography of an LA Gang Member and Donald Bakeer&#;s book, Crips.

Other rivals to the Rollin 60s include Inglewood Family Bloods to their south, Van Ness Gangsters Bloods to their east and Centinela Park Family Bloods to their west in the neighboring city of Inglewood.

A Rollin 60s Crip member made news headlines in when member Tiequon Aundray &#;Lil Fee&#; Cox, 18, (b. ) sought revenge against a person in a non-gang related matter, and went to the wrong house where he and two accomplices (Horace Burns and Darren &#;C-Dub&#; Williams) executed four family members of former NFL Rams player Kermit Alexander. Cox was convicted in for committing quadruple murder and was sentenced to death and sits on San Quentin&#;s death row. Williams too was sentenced to death but then had his sentenced commuted to 4 consecutive life terms ( years) while Burns was sentenced to life without parole.

While on death row, Cox, 23, stabbed original West Side Crip co-founderStanley &#;Tookie&#; Williams, 35, on one of the 6-mini yards at San Quentin in and has since assumed a dominant position at San Quentin on that yard, often referred to as the &#;Crip Yard.&#; This act was depicted in the filmRedemption starring Jamie Foxx but many suggested that the incident didn&#;t play out as it did in the film.

In , Rollin&#; 60s Crip member, Durrell Dewitt Collins, 21, was arrested for the shooting death of Westwood patron Karen Toshima, According to court documents, Collins was attempting to shoot a rival Mansfield Gangster Cripmember, Tyrone Swain, when Toshima was accidentally struck. Although street gang conflict among blacks was on the rise since the early s, it was the killing of Toshima that bought national attention to the s gang conflict of Los Angeles. Gang related murders were occurring at the rate of nearly 2 per day with many innocent bystanders, but this type of violence would not be tolerated in the affluent Westwood community of Los Angeles of a non-black victim.

Interview of Rollin 60s members, Creeper, Lil Creeper, Lil Low Down and E-Bone.
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