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Cj
I'm in the car that I rented not to long ago heading towards my use to be plug house. I now have change locations due to the robbery incident.

As I pulled up to the house I seen Mykel and a bunch of niggas that was suppose to be watching my shit on the porch. They instantly upped pole when they seen my car, I'm guessing they did that because they didn't see my face.

I got out the car and walked up to the porch. "Na y'all niggas wanna get bad. Where was this energy at when niggas was running through my shit?" I asked as they put their guns away.

"Man, I don't even know how this happened." Tyrell said and I leaned against the railing.

"Who was here when this shit happened?" I asked and nobody said nothing. "What the fuck am I speaking Spanish or something?" I asked and everybody started bickering amongst each other.

"Tyrell was here." Mykel said making Tyrell smack his lips. "Nigga no I wasn't he was." Tyrell said pointing to Cyrus.

"I really don't give a fuck who was here and y'all know that, y'all also know somebody gotta die so somebody betta speak up before 7 bodies be on this porch." I said pointing to each person on the porch.