His Truth Your Nightmare by Mesha Mesh

my family for any broad. The only reason
I even mess with Piph is because she is the stone cold freak in the
bedroom that my wife isn’t and that’s why I keep her around.
    I know she’s a money hungry heifer that’s why
I try my best to make sure she thinks I’m broke and that’s the way
I want to keep it. Bosses move in silence and I could teach Legend
a thing or two. When we did run together things were good. He has
the book smarts and I have the street smarts and together we were a
perfect team. Granted, I did mess up a few times but it wasn’t bad
enough for those niggas to desert me.
    I pulled up to the warehouse about twenty
minutes later lost in my thoughts about the next move to be made. I
took my time to look around the parking lot and saw that it was
full. I smiled inside knowing that my soldiers are always on go
mode. Ready for whatever that the streets bring. My whole team is
thorough niggas. I walked into the warehouse and it smelled of
death. I wondered what the hell they had been doing because they
were pretty noisy when I came in. I stepped inside of the
conference room and there I saw one of the GMB’s block boys tied up
to the table.
    “Money Mike, my nigga, why do you have this
cat tied up in here?”
    “Danger, this is the lil nigga I told you
about that keep coming by the spot stopping traffic. I warned the
lil nigga once before but he came back like he thought shit was
sweet.”
    “Say lil nigga, who sent you?” I asked him as
I stared down at him trying to get a look.
    “Nigga fuck you, it’s GMB all day and you
pussy niggas don’t scare me. Do what you got to do cause I don’t
give a fuck about y’all or y’all blocks nigga.” The fool spoke.
    The lil nigga got heart but that heart is
gonna cost him his life. The war had officially began and I didn’t
even talk to the goons yet about what the next move is going to be.
I walked straight up to the lil dude to ask him some more questions
and he spat on me. I smiled an evil smile at the dude and wiped the
spit off my neck and shirt. I scanned through the tools set up on
the table to see if I could find anything to my liking and noticed
a jagged edged knife on the table. I bet he will think twice before
he spit on me again. I snatched the knife off the table then
grabbed the fools hand and he tried to ball his fist so I couldn’t
get to his fingers. I wrestled with his hand for a minute to mess
with his head.
    Once I got tired of playing with him I held
his hand steady and chopped off his pinky finger then his middle
finger since he said fuck me.
    “That’s for the disrespect bitch ass nigga!”
I gritted at him.
    His eyes held anger but his face showed pain.
I have to give the lil dude his props because he didn’t scream out
like a normal person would. That’s the type of dudes that would
have been a great asset to my squad. Too bad he’s working for the
enemy. He grinded his teeth together and made a grunting noise to
signify that he was in pain but still did not beg for his life. I
pointed my finger in his direction and spoke to my team, “This here
is the beginning of war. Whenever you see one of those pussy ass
GMB niggas I want you to lay them down. We have let those niggas
get their shine on for long enough. It’s finally time for the Goon
Squad’s take over.”
    I threw up GS and my soldiers followed my
lead. Everyone must’ve been thinking the same thing because they
were all hyped about getting at them niggas.
    “Perion, gone ahead and kill him then dump
his body on the porch of the trap house.” Perion had no words after
my command. With that he walked straight up on the young boy and
gave him two to his dome. The impact from the bullet made his neck
snap back and it hung to the side looking as if it was broken. My
soldiers quickly wrapped him up in plastic and carried him to the
car to be dropped off.
    “Perion get the team together so we can get
to the paper.”
    Perion just nodded his head and walked out.
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