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𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐓 - 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐎𝐍 , 𝐕𝐎𝐍 - 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐆𝐎, 𝐈𝐋 📍
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𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑
"Grandson just hook me up." A crackhead said.
"Hook you up wit what? I ain't hooking you up wit shit till I see some money." I said.
"I just gave you all I had." He said scratching.
"Anddd that ain't enough." I said.
"Cmon man that gotta give me a lil sniff or sum."
"It's gon give you a cap in yo ass get off my corner." I said.
"Go. Shoo." Durk said making me crack up.
"Cmon man I-" He started to say but I took my gun out.
"You giving my business a bad name Le'roy get off this corner." I said. He quickly ran with his pants falling down to his knees showing his ass.
"Hell nah Foe." Durk laughed making me shake my head.
I shook my head. "That shit nasty folks."
"Wassup Ma." I said answering a call from Jayda.
"I miss you." She pouted.
"I miss you too. Why you not in class? If you skipping Imma fuck you up." I said.
"I just got out of my class boy hush." She laughed.
It's been a month since having to kill ha pops. I couldn't even get Jayda out the house for a few weeks. I never saw her like that before. They had a funeral for him because they still wanted her mom to be able to bury him, but she could never know that he wanted her dead.
