in Cash and Dough Boy’s direction.
”Oh shit that’s Capo” Cash said pulling his .40 cal from the small of his back as he and Dough Boy swiftly took cover behind Cash’s car as they heard the bullets from Capo’s gun pinging and sparking off the car. Shattered glass rained down on the top of their heads. Cash quickly aimed his gun straight up in the air and let off three shots to keep Capo at bay. When Capo heard the return gun fire he quickly back peddled back to his whip and pulled off. Once Cash and Dough Boy heard Capo hop back in his car they quickly sprung up from behind the parked car and opened fire on Capo’s car as they watched it peel off. “Bitch ass nigga” Cash cursed as he and Dough Boy hopped in his ride and fled the scene.
”Faggot motherfuckers” Capo huffed as he tossed his gun out the window as he hopped on the express way. He was mad that he hadn’t hit one of the gunmen, but the truth was he was caught off guard and not expecting to run into the men. But he promised it would be shots fired on site each and every time the two bumped into one another. Just as Capo was about to breath easy he saw flashing lights in his rearview mirror. “Fuck!” he cursed as he pulled over to the shoulder of the road and placed his whip in park.
”Hands on the steering wheel!!” The white undercover officer yelled shining the bright light from his flashlight in Capo’s face.
”Don’t move!” A black detective yelled as he crept up on the passenger side.
”I’m not moving” Capo said looking at the detectives like they were crazy. Next thing you know the white detective snatched Capo out the front seat of the car and slammed him on the damp concrete. “What the fuck yo, I ain’t even doing shit!” Capo yelled as he was being hand cuffed. As he laid face down on the ground he watched as the two detectives searched his car looking for anything they could find, Capo wasn’t worried cause he knew his ride was clean because he had just brought it two days ago.
”Look what I found” the white detective sang with a evil smirk on his face as he held a zip lock bag full of cocaine in his hand. “Care to explain while you were riding around with this?”
” Fuck outta here” Capo huffed. “That shit ain’t mine!”
”I found it in your car” the white detective said trying to make Capo seem like he was crazy. The NYPD was sick and tired of Capo and crew and they planned on taking him down by any means necessary. “Whose drugs are these?” The white detective asked his partner.”
”His” The black detective replied pointing at Capo. “We found it in his car” he said sticking with the lie.
” Fuck yall crackers!” Capo yelled as he was roughly tossed in the back seat of the unmarked car.
”Say another word and it’s going to be me and you!” The black detective threatened trying to show off for the white detective. Capo was about to give the black detective a piece of his mind, but when he saw three more cop cars pull up he decided to hold his tongue. Capo watched as all the cops gathered around in a huddle and began to talk amongst themselves for about ten minutes. He figured they were getting their story together so they could all be on the same page. Fifteen minutes later the black detective and the white detective hopped in the unmarked car both had smirks on their faces as they started up the car and pulled off.
***
Crazy Moe pulled up to the location where he and his crew always meet. On the outside it looked like an abandoned building, but on the inside Crazy Moe had an office area built inside, along with an area for all his soldiers to hang out. He hopped out his Range Rover and went inside. As soon as he stepped foot inside Crazy Moe saw all his goons standing around waiting for him.
”What’s the word on the streets?” Crazy Moe asked as soon as he stepped foot in the joint. Two weeks had gone by so by now
”Oh shit that’s Capo” Cash said pulling his .40 cal from the small of his back as he and Dough Boy swiftly took cover behind Cash’s car as they heard the bullets from Capo’s gun pinging and sparking off the car. Shattered glass rained down on the top of their heads. Cash quickly aimed his gun straight up in the air and let off three shots to keep Capo at bay. When Capo heard the return gun fire he quickly back peddled back to his whip and pulled off. Once Cash and Dough Boy heard Capo hop back in his car they quickly sprung up from behind the parked car and opened fire on Capo’s car as they watched it peel off. “Bitch ass nigga” Cash cursed as he and Dough Boy hopped in his ride and fled the scene.
”Faggot motherfuckers” Capo huffed as he tossed his gun out the window as he hopped on the express way. He was mad that he hadn’t hit one of the gunmen, but the truth was he was caught off guard and not expecting to run into the men. But he promised it would be shots fired on site each and every time the two bumped into one another. Just as Capo was about to breath easy he saw flashing lights in his rearview mirror. “Fuck!” he cursed as he pulled over to the shoulder of the road and placed his whip in park.
”Hands on the steering wheel!!” The white undercover officer yelled shining the bright light from his flashlight in Capo’s face.
”Don’t move!” A black detective yelled as he crept up on the passenger side.
”I’m not moving” Capo said looking at the detectives like they were crazy. Next thing you know the white detective snatched Capo out the front seat of the car and slammed him on the damp concrete. “What the fuck yo, I ain’t even doing shit!” Capo yelled as he was being hand cuffed. As he laid face down on the ground he watched as the two detectives searched his car looking for anything they could find, Capo wasn’t worried cause he knew his ride was clean because he had just brought it two days ago.
”Look what I found” the white detective sang with a evil smirk on his face as he held a zip lock bag full of cocaine in his hand. “Care to explain while you were riding around with this?”
” Fuck outta here” Capo huffed. “That shit ain’t mine!”
”I found it in your car” the white detective said trying to make Capo seem like he was crazy. The NYPD was sick and tired of Capo and crew and they planned on taking him down by any means necessary. “Whose drugs are these?” The white detective asked his partner.”
”His” The black detective replied pointing at Capo. “We found it in his car” he said sticking with the lie.
” Fuck yall crackers!” Capo yelled as he was roughly tossed in the back seat of the unmarked car.
”Say another word and it’s going to be me and you!” The black detective threatened trying to show off for the white detective. Capo was about to give the black detective a piece of his mind, but when he saw three more cop cars pull up he decided to hold his tongue. Capo watched as all the cops gathered around in a huddle and began to talk amongst themselves for about ten minutes. He figured they were getting their story together so they could all be on the same page. Fifteen minutes later the black detective and the white detective hopped in the unmarked car both had smirks on their faces as they started up the car and pulled off.
***
Crazy Moe pulled up to the location where he and his crew always meet. On the outside it looked like an abandoned building, but on the inside Crazy Moe had an office area built inside, along with an area for all his soldiers to hang out. He hopped out his Range Rover and went inside. As soon as he stepped foot inside Crazy Moe saw all his goons standing around waiting for him.
”What’s the word on the streets?” Crazy Moe asked as soon as he stepped foot in the joint. Two weeks had gone by so by now
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