"DAMN! Yo, we done went through the whole thing already. That’s what’s up. Damn! Now that’s a lot of shit. See, and your scared ass was all worried about my father and shit. Fuck that, we straight, I told you we would be. DAMN! This is a lot of shit, I should keep all of it too”. Beans said.
"Then what. The fuck you gonna tell Harlem happened to the shit? And how you gonna sell the shit and expect him not to know you pumping, his shit?” Little Al asked.
"MAN FUCK HARLEM! What he gonna do? I am not scared of his ass. I been knowing that nigga ever since we were small. He ain't gonna do shit. Just like he ain't gonna do shit bout them niggaz who shot Skip and that’s his blood family. I’m not gonna keep it though, but just so you know, that nigga know what’s up with me. See, y’all niggaz be thinking that I be hating”, he said looking them in the eye for emphasis.
“I know that’s what a motherfucka be thinking, but I don't hate like I told you. That’s my nigga, why would I hate on him? For what? I love that nigga like I love you too. What I hate though, is that he changed. That’s the only reason I be saying the shit that I be saying. But, then again, I don't even hate that because even I changed a little bit nigga. Yo now that I think about it, I don't hate shit... Ain't no hate in me and that’s rare”, he said thinking to himself.
"Nigga you high as shit, and I am hungry. C'mon let’s roll and get something to eat. Plus, I am horny as shit. I am tryna go freak some bitches.” Al said.
"Yo, you know that I don't be with that freaking bitches shit. The fuck I look like fucking a crackhead?” Beans asked, disgusted.
“Come on nigga, let’s go get something to eat though and then you can go freak whoever you want.” Al said.
“I am going to holla at Seven and we gonna start pumping this white shit.” He laughed. “We out all night, sun up, sun down. C'mon let’s get the fuck up outta here.” Beans said.
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Knock, knock! Seven knocked on the door, then stepped back out of the eyes reach and start putting on his mask. Lil Jay and Ty stood awaiting the doors opening.
"YEAH! WHO IS IT?" A female voice called out, but none of them spoke a word. "WHO THE HELL IS IT?" She screamed, they each prepared for the doors opening as they heard her footsteps growing closer to the door.
The door swung open and she asked with an attitude, "WHAT?" Yet, before she could even get anything else out or even scream, Lil E grabbed her by the face with his hand covering her mouth and his gun at her head.
"Shhhhh! You better not say shit bitch”.
Lil Jay rushed in with his gun followed by Seven. They went straight into the apartments one bedroom.
"BITCH YOU BETTER NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT MOVING!" Donna didn't move and you could see the fear in her eyes. Toya began crying right away. Busta froze and Tim-Tim dove for his gun. BOOM! BOOM!
Seven shot first hitting his mark right in the back of the head. He also hit Tim-Tim in the lower back. “Tie his ass up and the rest of these motherfuckaz too”. Seven told Lil Jay.
"MAN! What the fuck?" Busta asked.
"You know what the fuck it is bitch. Where that shit at? And don’t make me ask your ass more than once.” Lil E brought Toya into the room with the rest of them. Toya’s cries grew louder.
She had never even seen a gun, and didn't have anything to do with what was taking place. She had only been there to holla at Donna, her best friend.
Lil E and Jay tied up everyone, while Seven started going through the apartment looking for what they came there for. After they had them each tied up, Lil E started asking Busta where the shit was. He warned him not to make them look for it because if they didn't find it, they were going to kill him and if they did find it they were still going to kill him.
Jay turned the radio on and turned up the volume to muffle the screams if and when they came. He also checked the window constantly to make certain that he didn’t see anyone who came to the apartment or to give out the word if he saw the police.
"PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!" Donna begged Seven as he continued throwing things around and fucking shit up.
He got frustrated and came back into the room with everyone, and as soon as he got in there, "BOOM!” He shot Busta in the thigh.
Donna screamed and Ty jumped quickly to cover her mouth. “Now where the fuck is the shit at?” He asked again. But all he said was "FUCK YOU!” So, he turned to Donna. “If you don't want to die, you better tell me whatever the fuck you know.”
She dropped her head and tears rolled down her face onto her naked titties. The room smelled just like pussy. She, Busta, Toya and Busta’s cousin had been getting it in.
Toya looked at Donna and said, “WHATEVER YOU KNOW, TELL HIM PLEASE!" Seven smiled and uttered, “That’s it. Now see, I am not even going to kill you. As a matter fact”, he grabbed her.
“C'mon...” He took her into the bathroom. “Yo beat the shit outta this nigga until he tells you where the shit at”. Before he could even finish, Lil E slapped the shit outta Robin. Jay got up and checked around a little and ran across about fifteen thousand dollars.
"Yo, they all are definitely gonna die, but you” he said pointing. “I got something else for you. What would you do to live.” He asked her but she never said anything, all she did was cry.
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