Dezure Stone | Stoney Normandie Ave & W 39th st. CA
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"YEA BITCH!" Scotty screamed after he beat me in 2k.
"Run me my shit Stoney!"
"Her ass stuck." I heard Gotti laughing before a flash went off in my face.
"Huh!" I jumped.
"Give me my money , you lost." He held his hand out , we had bet five dollars on the game.
"Ian got no cash on me." I lied.
"Okay give me a Perc then , I know you got some."
"Mmcht here nigga." I pulled the five dollar bill out my back pocket.
Perc 3os cost more than five dollars so that shit was out.
"Lying ass. You could of just went ahead and gave me the Perc."
"First of allllll , you cheated. You got me high so I couldn't function."
"Yo ass being a light weight ain't got nun to do with me."
"Matter a fact gimme my five dollas back we finna have a rematch."
"You still gone lose but ight."
"Wake me up when she lose again so I can play." Gotti said before turning over on the the other couch.
Me and Scotty played the game for about three more hours. In those three hours we had played four games and I won them all.
"This is preposterous." He jumped out the chair and threw the controller on the floor.
"I need my twenty Scotty Pop."
"It's on the counter."
I walked over to the counter before smacking my lips "Nigga this fake ass bill."
"I need a payment plan."
"Man ian never playing the game wit yo ass again."
"Wait hold on." I told Scotty as he walked over to Gotti so he could wake him up.
"What?"
"Let's pour some water on him." I whispered in his ear because Gotti always hears every fucking thing.
"Hmm you pour it and I'll record." I handed him the filled up pitcher and took out my phone.
"Blue Face Baby Yea ight , on tha dead locs. Ouu , Ouu , Ouu, Ouu, Ouu, Ouuuuuuuuu. On tha dead locs , on tha dead locs , on tha dead locs. I had to wake that bitch up she sleep on me!"
"Damn this the part he supposed to wake up at." Scotty said after he poured the whole pitcher of water on Gotti but he didn't move. Like at all.
"This nigga water proof." I said as we watched him snore loudly.
