𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭

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𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧𓁹ᴥ︎︎︎𓁹

𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 2𝐧𝐝, 2019
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"Aye D, you got that nigga spot?" I asked as I threw my hand upand dabbed him up. D nodded his head and took out his phone. "Hell yea, might wanna be careful doe. Heard his brotha crazier den a mafucka." He said showing me his phone while I wrote the location down on a piece of paper.

"Mane, aint nobody worried bout his brotha duckass but aye look D, we gon get him next week on a Friday aight?" I said leaning on the car. He nodded his and dabbed me up again before walking out the garage.

I smiled, looking at the address on the paper before leaning off the car and going inside. "He dyin on Friday. Put that shit on my life." I mumbled, throwing the paper on the counter and going to the bedroom.

"Aye bitch you gon have to go. Fuck up out my crib." I said, waking the bitch who I had no clue was. She smacked her lips and flipped her hair, getting up and grabbing her shit. "You ain't shit nigga." She mumbled, brushing past me and walking out the room barefoot.

I laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Imma kill him. I'm afta his ass right na. He better spend mo time wit that fam cause in a few days he gone. Punk bitch.