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𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒𝐎𝐍 - Atlanta, GA -
+ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴀᴍᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
" Ou you fine who you?" Some random greeted keelo at the door tryna flirt
He scrunched his face up pushing her out the way walking inside the house
" Yo hair fried fuck out my face ho" he told her
" where da fuck mora at?" He questioned as she mugged him
" upstairs bitch ass nigga" she mumbled wit a attitude
He quickly turned around pulling out his gun aiming it at her.
" speak up ho" he sucked his teeth scaring her
She ain't say nun she stayed quiet. He shook his head chuckling tucking his gun back into his pants.
Dirty ass ho.
He went upstairs going into the first room he seen.
There sat mora sitting there wiping the white product off her nose seeing him.
Cracked out.
" awl bae you came back to yo original home I see" she smirked
" not cho fucking bae fuck on somewhea" he mugged
" well what chu here fa den?" She questioned getting mad
" I found out my girl got a tag on ha head, I know you got some to do wit it Mora. Whoeva you working wit call that shit off" he demanded
Mora chuckled " I have nothing to do with that, ion even have no problem with her" she grinned
" Call that shit off fo I start killing mfs you love left to right" he said in a serious tone
She fake frowned playing hurt poking her lip out.
" Do what you gotta do cus I told you I have nothing to do with it" she shrugged
He sucked his teeth eyeing her.
" RedRum gon be painted all over yo bedroom walls wit cho momma blood, so If u love that fat bitch I advise you to stop whatever you doing" he stated looking behind him hearing a man voice
