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Scuba Mulala Banks

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"Mane I know Harriet Tubmans pussy stanked bra ." Blu joked around earning a few laughs from the others seating himself on the porch . "Century as pussy."

"I know Rosa Parks shit stank aswell .. no wonder why ha ass stayed Inna back ."

"Trel , educate yo self before you say sum shit like that ." Sosa laughed hitting him across his head . "That ain't even funny."

"Naw that was lowkey funny , it's merched." I laughed replying to Sosa and Trel's comment. My eyes trailed off fixing my gaze onto the road, I watched the small amount of kids playing out on the neighbourhood, some where on their bikes chuckling around with their friend's.

Yet some walked on the side walks casually going on about their day. "What if a shootout just happened right now ?." I let my thoughts get out the way earning shocked looks from the others.

"Then you gon be my shield, I ain't dying fool, aren't you gangsta right ? ." Trel laughed causing me to pinch him on the side of his forearm . "Scuba you know it's all love witchu' girl ."

"Trel please, But where's my sister ?." I asked Trel watching him shrug.

"Probably fucking with Wooda's opps , syco so friendly yo' . Scuba you gotta beat your sister's ass bra ." Blu sucked his teeth, involving himself into our conversation. "she be round TK like he'on fuck round with killers."

"Blu we all associate with killers—." I responded giving him a confused yet dumb look, I was a killer myself, I know I'm not happy with my actions but I really do what I do for money . "So watchu' on ?."

"Scuba you be killing niggas over dumb shit." Trel laughed . "Sum of the backdoors be over sum weak beef."

"Them weak beef's stronger than yo lungs , ain't gon talk to a nigga that needa puff up they lungs."

"Yeah Trel she on yo ass , stay safe lil bra." Sosa say's from the distance, walking up the stoops as we both dappin' eachother up . "Mane I would go fuck Teezy's fine as bra." Sosa say's as I joke, I returned a light mug looking at her crazy.

Sosa sighed, looking for a seat to sit down. "There he is." She looked down at him and I quite myself did aswell, I couldn't stop but stare at scorching sun that beamed onto his smooth skin, showing out his freshly cut haircut.

He had a lineup and looked ten times as he did before, I exhaled heavily staring where his hand were, it layed on his crotch while he slowly made his way up the steps.

He wore on a large white tee that looked new as ever with a print of the bape logo on it, he has on black amiris that shown out small rips on it. I rolled my eyes at the black forces he was wearing putting myself back in reality hearing Sosa click in my face.

He stood on the porch covering the beaming sun by his tall height, wandering around dappin' Trel, tk, Blu and Sosa greeting them all. "What's good ? y'all heard bout that shooting down 79th ?." He asks everyone in concern.

"Yeah man ." We all responded to him in unison except for me . "Shit fucked up yo' , folk was only a kid, muhfuckers' just don't care about no one dawg ." Trel adds his opinion on while I listened to the conversation.

"And them folks always talking about blue lives matter and all." Teezy say's seating down beside me, my nose twitched from the scent of an appealing smelling cologne that came from him, I was surprised he actually smelled nice.

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