Ninety Five

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Mariah Jones🤐

I was still in the studio with all these people and Von had me in this bitch lit as fuck. Me and him in the studio together is a vibe for real.

"Nigga I'll be damned!
If a nigga think he finna take me out.
This shit ain't sweet.
Nigga ain't goin' out.
Back I'm blowing.
I'll be at his crib everyday of the week!
'Member it was nights I couldn't even sleep.
War outside, niggas couldn't even eat.
I was 16 wit' a couple 15.
Mufuckas gotta die and it ain't gon' be me!!
~
Shootin' shit sun up to sun down!
He was just playin' tough.
He gon' run now.
All this bitch ass niggas are tellin'.
Really startin' to take the fun out.
I'm the typa nigga go to church wit' my gun out.
Gotta pray for my gun she get too wild!
I'm the first name that they say in a shootout.
God text me like it's getting TOO crowded!" I rapped

"Police they catch me I'm too silent.
My niggas be violent.
I'm too violent.
Niggas actin' tough, runnin' up.
Then I'mma lay 'em down like two pallets.
Dress a nigga up like a new stylist.
Out for a year, nigga when the trial is?
Woulda bought that bitch a car.
But she had some mileage.
If he say what he saw.
We gon' cut his eyelids!" Von rapped

"Nigga I'll be damned!
If a nigga think he finna take me out.
This shit ain't sweet.
Nigga ain't goin' out.
Back I'm blowing.
I'll be at his crib everyday of the week!
'Member it was nights I couldn't even sleep.
War outside, niggas couldn't even eat.
I was 16 wit' a couple 15.
Mufuckas gotta die and it ain't gon' be me!!
~
Shootin' shit sun up to sun down!
He was just playin' tough.
He gon' run now.
All this bitch ass niggas are tellin'.
Really startin' to take the fun out.
I'm the typa nigga go to church wit' my gun out.
Gotta pray for my gun she get too wild!
I'm the first name that they say in a shootout.
God text me like it's getting TOO crowded!" I rapped

"Are you 'bout it?
Rob you, ain't shit you gon' do 'bout it.
My lil bitch want a new body.
My bullets come get you fast like a Bugatti.
I'm goin' Scotty like Twaddy.
You gettin' shot if you too cocky.
We slide wit' sticks like we play hockey.
And you not a killer if you only got 2 bodies." Von rapped

"Damn, war now.
Hustle sun up to sun down.
We got some money it's fun now.
Last nigga dissed King Von got gunned down.
Damn, what now?
It was funny but now it's not fun now.
I was bummy, now look who the bum now.
A nigga try Von I bet he get gunned down." I rapped

"Nigga I'll be damned!
If a nigga think he finna take me out.
This shit ain't sweet.
Nigga ain't goin' out.
Back I'm blowing.
I'll be at his crib everyday of the week!
'Member it was nights I couldn't even sleep.
War outside, niggas couldn't even eat.
I was 16 wit' a couple 15.
Mufuckas gotta die and it ain't gon' be me!!
~
Shootin' shit sun up to sun down!
He was just playin' tough.
He gon' run now.
All this bitch ass niggas are tellin'.
Really startin' to take the fun out.
I'm the typa nigga go to church wit' my gun out.
Gotta pray for my gun she get too wild!
I'm the first name that they say in a shootout.
God text me like it's getting TOO crowded!" Von rapped

"Aye folks, y'all killed that hoe!" Doodie spoke through the speaker

"And did." I said causing Von to laugh as we left the booth

"No cap shorty, you rap better when you high." J Hood spoke

"Boy suck my dick. I'm fucking sick of yo bum ass!" I frowned

"Chill out folks." Von spoke

"Ain't no chill out, tell yo homie shut the fuck up talking to me. Bitch made bitch." I said

"Bitch made bitch." Wayne laughed

"Nah on some real shit, y'all could really drop that shit like right now." Chris spoke

"On GD, he ain't cappin'." Von spoke

"I'm honestly proud of you lil folks." Durk spoke

"Thank you." I said

"You welcome." Durk said

"What's this?" J Hood asks as he messed on my computer

"Stop touching shit gang!" Durk frowned as he pushed dude

"I'm tired of y'all." I said

"Mariah!!"

"Yes?" I spoke

"Did you disarm the alarm?" Brian asks as he peeked from around the wall

"No." I said

"Okay." Brian nodded before walking over to this wall/door and pushed it

"Bro, that's a fucking door?!! I never knew that shit." Tyler spoke

"Aye gang, you gotta get me one of these bitches like right now." Durk spoke

"I'm Lil Wayne and I ain't even got a crib like this." Wayne spoke

"Nigga you?! I'm Breezy!" Chris spoke

"And this shit came before that fame shit so yeah shorty raw as hell." Booka spoke

"You want a edible brodie?" Trez asks as he held one up in front of me

"No thanks." I said

"Mo' fa' me then." He shrugged

"Top been back hea' yet?" Von asks as he passed me his blunt

"Not to my knowledge." I said

"Y'all beefing again? Damn." Wayne spoke

"We ain't beefing. He just done lost his damn mind, that's all." I said

"That's crazy." Jacquees says

"Ight, I'mma gon' 'head and get up outta hea'." Tyler spoke

"Be safe." I said

"You too." Tyler spoke

"Bro where you goin'?" Durk asks

"I got sumn' to get up wit'." Tyler spoke

"Be careful cuz' these females ain't shit. Set yo ass up real quick." Von said

"Um!" I said causing Tyler to laugh

"Not you, but I'm just sayin'." Von said

"I almost slapped you." I said

"MARIAH!!!!" Brian screamed

That shit scared the fuck outta me and almost made me jump out my body. I took off up the stairs and found Brian wrestling with somebody before body slamming the person on the coffee table.

"Damn!!" All the guys behind me shouted

"What's going on?" I asked

"Who is this?" Brian asks as he pointed at the person with his foot on their chest

"I don't know!" I frowned

Brian bent down and snatched the person's ski mask off and I could not believe it. It was Malcolm.

"What in the-- How did we get here?" Brian asks

"Jesus." Malcolm joked out before passing out

Well ain't this ain't about a bitch? How the hell did he get in here? Why is here dressed like that? I know one thing, I just need a fucking break from all of the negativity. Like a solid month out of my whole life with no negativity and I'll be cool.






















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