As soon as we pulled off in traffic, I glanced in my rearview mirror and sure enough, there were three more girls walking across the street from the college, headed towards Shell’s little titty milk tavern. All I could do was shake my head.
“So, what’s good bru? You need me to bless you with some work, don’t you? I knew yo ass won’t out the game. You love money too much nigga!” Shell laughed as we passed by Phoenix Square.
“Naw nigga I’m straight, but check it. You know I saw Tamia when I first touched down, and she was telling me some real crazy shit.”
“Oh yeah? What she talking?”
“She said she ran into you and some of the lames you be fucking with; and that you were talking some real greasy shit about the kid whenever she asked if you had spoken to me.”
“She said what?”
“Yeah. She said you was on some motherfuck Banks type shit.”
“What! Man, that ho lying like a motherfucker! Man don’t trust that trick. That bitch jealous of you and Monique. Yeah, I saw the bitch and she asked about you, but I won’t on no shit like she telling. Bru I’m telling you don’t trust that ho. She sheisty. I hear she be setting niggas up and the whole nine. That bitch aint all sweet and innocent like she tries so hard to portray. You know you can trust me bru. I got your back. Nigga why didn’t you ask me that shit from the jump?”
“Beause I tried my best to ignore the shit nigga. But that shit been on my mind heavy, so I’m asking you now. The question keeps popping in my mind, why the fuck would you be hating on me of all people?”
“Man, fuck that! Let’s go see this bitch right now!”
“Nah fuck it. You confirmed the shit was false so let it be. She probably just looking for a way to weasel her way into a niggas good graces like you said. You know that broad always been straight psycho over a pimp.” I laughed and Shell did too.
“Aight nigga if you say so, I’ll leave it alone. But that bitch better know, she’s treading on thin ice wit me.”
“Yeah aight. Straighten your face up though. We here.”