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"Sevyn finally let you out the house bitch boy?" Kai joked as he dapper Shoota up.
"Lana finally took yo ass off house arrest?" Shoota joked back.
"Man fuck you."
"Where Sevyn at?" Jakeem asked.
"Why?" Shoota mugged him.
"I was just asking, my fault." He put his hands up in a surrendering motion.
"Naw because you must think ian know you was swiping up on her story with heart eyes." Shoota spoke with bass in his voice as he stared the boy down.
"It wasn't even like that."
"I don't give a fuck what it was like, i'm sparing you this time because you bring money in but try that shit again and you dead," Shoota deadpanned. "Now let's play ball."
After about 4 hours of playing out on the court, the night sky was out and Shoota was ready to take it in.
"Sevyn blowing yo phone up, G." Kai said as he handed Shoota his phone.
I hate you. You nothing but a fucking liar. Cheating ass nigga wanna stick yo nasty ass dick in me but getting another bitch pregnant. I swear to god I want you to die. And now you can't answer yo mf phone? You probably with that chick anyways.
Tf is you talking about yo? I'm finna call you and you better fucking answer.
