Tangela Abbott, is a thirty something Lawyer who resides in the city of Atlanta. She's Sophisticated, bougie,beautiful and driven. She was born and raised in Atlanta by her aunt. Being unwanted by both of her parent's motivated her to push harder...
Shit was goin' good fuh a nigga. I finally woke up next tuh Tangela's pretty muthafuckin' ass. A nigga couldn't stop grinning as I cruised down the street thinkin' 'about last night. A nigga ain't grinned like a special muffucka in a long time ova' some pussy. And it's just not the pussy that got me a kept nigga. Tangy got that swag that otha' bitches don't have. She kno' how tuh get under a nigga skin like a muffucka. She kno' the pussy good tuh me and she kno' a nigga always want it. Meesha, tho' ain't neva' had a nigga heart the way Tangy does. I was fucked up 'bout the shit Meesha did while I was locked up, but now I kno' the shit went down the way it should've fuh all good reasons. Shit was lookin' hopeful fuh this love thang me and Tangy got goin'. Shit couldn't be better fuh a nigga. I was satisfied. At least until I pulled up tuh the crib seeing this bitch as boy sitting in his whip in the driveway.
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The first thing I did was get my shit from the glove box. If this nigga wanted to play I was ready tuh go tuh war on that ass. He just didn't kno' how ready I was tuh end his ass. Getting out the car, I pushed my gun down behind my back tucked it in the back of my pants securing so it wouldn't fall. Then I walked up as this long hair bitch nigga got out his whip.
"Nigga you got a death wish. Ya know yuh ass trespassing." I stood in front of the nigga ready to unload on his ass.
" Boy, trespassing...." The nigga shakes his head just like a bitch, moving forward like he was gonna let loose on me. I was ready. And one wrong move, the nigga def was gone feel this heat. "Come with some real shit when you speaking to a real nigga."
"I see a bitch nigga, and bitch niggas don't deserve respect. But fuck all that.... Muffucka why you here? "
"Nigga you know why the fuck I'm here. That shit with you and Tangy is dead. I put an end to that shit."
"Lemme get this shit straight. 'Cuz you say the shit dead it's dead. Nigga you own that pussy now. Huh? Pussy I gutted all night, gutted through the night and gutted this morning? Is that the pussy you talkin' 'bout?"
The nigga laughs like I'm tellin' jokes.
"Matter of fact I am. I got paper on that shit. Video on that shit. That's always gone be my pussy, especially when I just nutted in that shit weeks ago. Yeah, you ain't kno' that shit right. Yo bitch still fucking me." He nodded grinning like he won a muffuckin' prize or something. "Hey." he stretched his arms out with that whack ass grin on his face. "When the dick is good why stay away? "
I ain't gone lie. When the nigga said that shit I was inches away from knocking him the fuck out. But that's what the nigga wanted. He wanted me to pull some shit that a have a nigga behind them bars again. I ain't gone give the nigga the satisfaction, tho'. Not yet anyway.
Clenching my fist I walked closer to him. "Not only is you a bitch ass nigga, you grimy muffucka too. Just anotha' nigga in a suit with a degree that ain't shit. Nigga why disguise the shit behind a three piece suit? Be a real nigga if you wanna lead that thug life. Ion even kno' hoes that brag on the pussy they get, but a bitch ass boy do that shit quick. See real niggas ain't got nothin' tuh prove. But a bitch made nigga like you a come to a nigga house, talk shit' bout some pussy he use to fuck but couldn't keep wet, and say some bitch ass shit tuh get a rise outta nigga. Only a pussy ass bitch ah do some shit like that."
