Chapter 29: Flamerz Flow

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Nicki POV

After our time we spent at the pool clowning around we decided to go get freshened up and go to dinner. After dinner We all decided to sit around the bond Fire telling stories why the guys smoked. Von was telling this crazy ass story right now and we were all listening But it was sounding a little like a rap.

Von: " I got a drop on this flexing nigga He from Tennessee, i had a thot she be wit the shits she told me where he be. I say 'fasho baby let me know if you wanna eat' she like 'Von you already know just put your girl on fleek' im like 'cool i can do that boo what you want some shoes? jimmy choo wit a hand bag too red or baby blue? She get to smiling she aint used to this cause she aint used to shit, im just laughing could've been a pimp the way i move my lips. I be speeding could've been a driver the way i push the whip" before he could continue freestyling his story Meek cut him off

Meek: "Aye but u said i was the one that wanted to be a poet but look at you nigga" he said laughing until von started dissing him before continuing with his story

Von: " You a hoe could've been a bitch the way you throw a fit. But fuck that, right back to the script cause this a major lick, he got bricks plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist. Now its like six told her 'hit his phone meet her in the whip'. But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow say 'Meet him at da store' Im like cool, let him run his move, see what he gone do cause this the plot put him ina pot & let it cook like stew. i grab my glock it been through a lot but it still shoot like new. We at the top, yea we lost a lot but thats just how it go but check the score if y'all lose one more its six to twenty four Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up now
He double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start
That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'fo
He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whore
Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck
Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her butt
Now I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire
The block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael Myers
I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass
But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin'
I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?"
I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot"
I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chains
So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie
Bitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slide
You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work
From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd"

Durk: "Damn boy you needa get ina stu"

Von: "Nah thats a real story" he said laughing

Asian: "Whats up oh we rapping now?"

Von: "Oh you rapping?"

Nicki: "Dont play with my brat she harder then any rap nigga you name!" i said hyping her on

Von: "Spit sum shorty"

Asian: "I need like a beat or sum shit .... start it out mr rapper" she said to von

Von: "Aight i gotchu come on."

Nicki: "Aw shit" i said as omelly played a instrumental on his phone

Von: "I heard he workin,
He told them people at the station, y'all be serving. He even gave a couple names about a murder, I told my shawty's when they see him, close his curtains What? Do that boy dirty Boom! Boom! It's 7:30 I heard he stay with his OG, up on that corner
I could've been got that boy killed, but I ain't wanna But he's been talking like he slick, so now I'm gonna (What?)
Boy pull up on him Boom! Boom!"

Asian: "What? I heard she flexing That bitch be talking like she tough
I'm young and reckless. I be on ass, she from the North
Bitch I'm from Texas. I got a drop on an opp thot, hate hoes who messy. You won't pass, if you test me. My niggas grimy. Your niggas put up and some pussy niggas hiding. You disrespect my name, on gang, my niggas sliding. Don't post no beef, or tweak
'Cause niggas really dying. Want war that's suicidal! I'm off a addy, We drop locations, send me the addy. Bitch Asian the baddest, Might change my name to Asian the Savage. Stacking up my cabbage
Make a nigga money disappear like magic, I ain't a hoe, but I keep a ratchet I'm at the top, like I'm in the attic" She said as i hyped her up doing all of her advibs.

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