Lil Man
It took me three week to recover from my wound and think of a good lie to tell this nigga. I’mma get to the bottom of all this funny shit. If that nigga has anything to do with them Eastside Crazy Bitches, his ass is gonna die with them. “What up bro?”
“Nigga, where the fuck yo ass been? I got an A.P.B. out on you. Are you okay? Where the fuck did you go? Naw, fuck all that! Where are you now? I’m ‘bout to slide on you.”
“Slow down bro. First off, when we pulled up to the restaurant, I jumped on the phone with a lil bitch. We were going back and forth when I see this black Tahoe pull up across the street. The shit didn’t feel right so I tell ole girl I’mma hit her back and I hung up. I pulled my gun from under the seat, sunk low in my seat, and waited. I was trying to see what the driver was on. Next thing I know is the passenger from the truck jumped out the truck, ran towards the store, and opened fire. My nigga, I was able to let off one shot before my gun jammed. The nigga wasn’t alone. This light-skinned cat jumped out the truck and started running towards me shooting. I got ghost on his ass. As I went to hit the corner, my back started to burn. Next thing I know, I woke up in the hospital.”
“Damn, why you just now calling me? Nevermind. That shit was crazy! I shot one of them niggas though. I think it was the one running. I swear I was aiming at that boy’s head. Where you at? I’m ‘bout to ride down on you.”
I gave the nigga the address and hung up. I’ll be damned. That motherfucker shot me! I’mma kill his ass too!
(20 Minutes Later)
“Bout time nigga! What’s good?”
“Look like yo bony ass loss some weight.”
“Hell yeah, that shit hurt like hell too. What up wit it doe?”
He looked around before he spoke. “Whose spot is this?”
“My cousin’s. He’s the one who picked me up from the hospital since my trifling ass mama didn’t. Let’s roll.”
We took the elevator and walked to the parking garage.
“My nigga, who you got in the truck wit you?”
“Aw, that’s my shawty, Tyesha.”
I had to shake my head because this nigga did not just say Tyesha. “Tyesha from 88th and Marquette?”
“Yeah, how you know her?”
“I went to school wit her.”
This hoe was just all in my face and now she riding that next nigga’s jock! I’mma enjoy killing this bitch. After she leads me to her cousin and the rest of her friends, it’s lights out. “What’s good, Tyesha?”
This bitch had the nerve to not even look at me when she spoke. She was acting as if she was too good to look. “Hey, Lil Man.”
I can’t wait ‘til I get a chance to put my hands around her neck.
“Ah my nigga, I need to holla at you about some real important shit.”
“Aight, drop her off real quick so we can chop it up then.”
“Naw, she good. She already know.”
“SHE ALREADY KNOW? WHAT PART OF THE GAME IS THAT?”
“Chill homie, if you’d quit snapping and let a nigga talk, I could fill you in.”
It took everything in me not to fuck the both of them up. The nerve of this clown. Discussing personal business in front of hoes. “Aight, go head.”
“I haven’t seen my sister since my daddy died a few years back.”
“Yo sister?”
Yes. When we went to the restaurant, I ran into her and her three best friends that she grew up with.”
“You got a sister?”
“Damn Lil Man, for real?”
“Aight, my bad.”
“Anyway after the shooting, we met up at Miko’s crib on 84th and Marquette. That’s when I found out that they been out here doing their thing. I’m talking ‘bout robbing niggas, robbing banks, and some mo shit. They got a big job coming up and they need an extra set of eyes and ears.”
“What kind of job?”
“They ‘bout to hit two banks at the same time.”
JACKPOT! And here I thought it was gonna be hard to get close to the E.S.C. gang. I can’t wait to call Big Moe. “What exactly is it that we gotta do?”
“I’m going with Miko and Dirty and you’re going to watch out for JuJu and ReRe. Deal?”
I couldn’t be any luckier. “Hell yeah, we got a deal. Let’s get this money.”