nigga, what’s the plan? It’s been long enough. I want Lil Man’s ass.”
“Call Money Man. Ole girl like seven and a half months pregnant. We gotta wait like six more weeks. We gon’ use that baby to bring that nigga out.”
“The baby? Maw, I don’t care who’s baby it is. I’m not with that.”
“It’s gonna work, and the baby ain’t gon’ get hurt. Trust me.”
I hope that was the case. I just wanted to end all of this madness. I couldn’t go on with my life unless that nigga was dead. I didn’t care about nothing else at this point. Money Man and Outlaw were some true hustlers. They knew what I was going through, so they picked up my slack. When I slept at night, my dreams haunted me. I saw visions of Tyesha, Tiki, and my Auntie Shawn. I wake up crying because I feel like I let them down. That’s a fucked-up feeling to have.
“Money Man, what’s up with ya girl? I ain’t seen her around.”
“She still doing what I need her to do as far as the work side, but, man, shorty the enemy. I’ma get her ass. She’s playing a dangerous game.”
“JoJo said that she hanging with that bitch, Mia, so you know she’s tainted more now than ever.”
“She knows too much. It’s time for her to die.”
“They’re all going to die.”
(Lil Mama)
“Bitch, you get on my nerves. I told you not to act a fool yet. I bet she know that we know who she really is.”
“No she don’t! That ass-whooping was personal.”
“You shot at her, too.”
“You and Ashley besties or something?”
“No, but she’ll tell me what you won’t.”
“Speaking of telling, why did you feel the need to tell her that I was the one texting Cee?”
“Because I wanted to bitch. You wasn’t.”
“What the fuck ever. I think we should just go whack that hoe and steal all her work and be done with it.”
“I’m with it. I’m calling Heidi. Meet me at Shawn’s crib. We gon’ need some extra help if we gon’ rob the hoe, too.”
“I’ll be there.”
I hadn’t heard from that no-good ass bitch since I put these paws on her. I hated a sneaky-ass mothafucker. I grabbed my gun and my purse and headed for the door. Aww shit, I forgot to turn off my space heater. Fuck around and burn my lil’ crib down. As soon as I opened my front door . . . (CRACK!), I fell flat on my ass.
“Going somewhere?”
“You had to snake me?”
“Shut up bitch.”
(WHAM!)
My head hit the ground hard as fuck. I knew that I was I trouble. She grabbed me by my hair and drug me back into my apartment. I couldn’t let this hoe isolate me in this house. If I did, I was a dead bitch.
(Boo)
I hope that this was the last time we had to murder anybody. This ain’t even ‘bout getting money no more. This world is too damn small, and Big Moe’s family is damn sure too big. I picked Heidi up first so I could let her know what we were about to do.
When she got in the car, I was surprised. She was dressed appropriately for the occasion. She slammed my door when she got in the car.
“Bitch. what the hell?”
“You don’t respect our friendship.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“I told you that I wasn’t on all this 007 shit, but yet you keep coming to get me.”
“If that’s how you feel then Heidi, you don’t have to come.”
“So what? Let you go by yourself? Hell no, because if you die, yo ass is gonna haunt me for the rest of my life. You know I don’t do ghosts. Let’s do this, but after this, I mean it, no more killing!”
“I hope after this we won’t have to.”
Lil Mama hadn’t hit me back to let me know that she made it to Shawn’s spot. Heidi knew my facial expressions so well.
“What now?”
“Lil Mama ain’t called me back yet.”
“I’m sick of that bony-ass hoe. Hit her house first then.”
Twenty minutes later, I was pulling across the street from Lil Mama’s house. Her car was still outside, and she wasn’t answering her phone.
“A’ight, Heidi, something ain’t
“Call Money Man. Ole girl like seven and a half months pregnant. We gotta wait like six more weeks. We gon’ use that baby to bring that nigga out.”
“The baby? Maw, I don’t care who’s baby it is. I’m not with that.”
“It’s gonna work, and the baby ain’t gon’ get hurt. Trust me.”
I hope that was the case. I just wanted to end all of this madness. I couldn’t go on with my life unless that nigga was dead. I didn’t care about nothing else at this point. Money Man and Outlaw were some true hustlers. They knew what I was going through, so they picked up my slack. When I slept at night, my dreams haunted me. I saw visions of Tyesha, Tiki, and my Auntie Shawn. I wake up crying because I feel like I let them down. That’s a fucked-up feeling to have.
“Money Man, what’s up with ya girl? I ain’t seen her around.”
“She still doing what I need her to do as far as the work side, but, man, shorty the enemy. I’ma get her ass. She’s playing a dangerous game.”
“JoJo said that she hanging with that bitch, Mia, so you know she’s tainted more now than ever.”
“She knows too much. It’s time for her to die.”
“They’re all going to die.”
(Lil Mama)
“Bitch, you get on my nerves. I told you not to act a fool yet. I bet she know that we know who she really is.”
“No she don’t! That ass-whooping was personal.”
“You shot at her, too.”
“You and Ashley besties or something?”
“No, but she’ll tell me what you won’t.”
“Speaking of telling, why did you feel the need to tell her that I was the one texting Cee?”
“Because I wanted to bitch. You wasn’t.”
“What the fuck ever. I think we should just go whack that hoe and steal all her work and be done with it.”
“I’m with it. I’m calling Heidi. Meet me at Shawn’s crib. We gon’ need some extra help if we gon’ rob the hoe, too.”
“I’ll be there.”
I hadn’t heard from that no-good ass bitch since I put these paws on her. I hated a sneaky-ass mothafucker. I grabbed my gun and my purse and headed for the door. Aww shit, I forgot to turn off my space heater. Fuck around and burn my lil’ crib down. As soon as I opened my front door . . . (CRACK!), I fell flat on my ass.
“Going somewhere?”
“You had to snake me?”
“Shut up bitch.”
(WHAM!)
My head hit the ground hard as fuck. I knew that I was I trouble. She grabbed me by my hair and drug me back into my apartment. I couldn’t let this hoe isolate me in this house. If I did, I was a dead bitch.
(Boo)
I hope that this was the last time we had to murder anybody. This ain’t even ‘bout getting money no more. This world is too damn small, and Big Moe’s family is damn sure too big. I picked Heidi up first so I could let her know what we were about to do.
When she got in the car, I was surprised. She was dressed appropriately for the occasion. She slammed my door when she got in the car.
“Bitch. what the hell?”
“You don’t respect our friendship.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
“I told you that I wasn’t on all this 007 shit, but yet you keep coming to get me.”
“If that’s how you feel then Heidi, you don’t have to come.”
“So what? Let you go by yourself? Hell no, because if you die, yo ass is gonna haunt me for the rest of my life. You know I don’t do ghosts. Let’s do this, but after this, I mean it, no more killing!”
“I hope after this we won’t have to.”
Lil Mama hadn’t hit me back to let me know that she made it to Shawn’s spot. Heidi knew my facial expressions so well.
“What now?”
“Lil Mama ain’t called me back yet.”
“I’m sick of that bony-ass hoe. Hit her house first then.”
Twenty minutes later, I was pulling across the street from Lil Mama’s house. Her car was still outside, and she wasn’t answering her phone.
“A’ight, Heidi, something ain’t
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