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India
"Bitch get up before I  cut your hair off.!"

I groaned this better not be Crystal waking me up...again.

I sat up to see who I thought it was,Crystal.

"What the fuck you want?"

"Dad called and said go  get dressed we have to go to a meeting in 30 minutes hurry up."

She ran out my room going somewhere.

I got out of bed and did my morning routine.Did my hair.Put on jewelry,then put on my clothes.

I grabbed my phone and walked out my room downstairs and saw Crystal eating a granola bar.

She saw me and followed me outside.

Our Dad always wants us to dress nicely in case we have some guests

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Our Dad always wants us to dress nicely in case we have some guests.Shit I dress nicely either way it go.

We got into my car and headed to the trap.

Crystal
On the way there me and India was just talking about what he wants us for.

Honestly,he really doesn't like us at his trap house because it's bad for us to be there.

We've only been to his trap like..twice.

That's it.Im surprised I still remember where it's at.Dad taught us how to fight,handle a gun all of it.

Though he ain't never want us selling weed.

I ain't really give a crap I don't want to sell weed anyway.India...well she doesn't really care about shit.If our dad told her to sell some weed for him she would get the weed,sell it,and go back to normal like she ain't just sell weed.

India crazy man.She be all calm and shit but really she crazy.On some real stuff.Me,I'm down to earth and chill all about the peace but if ready to get shit started then we can go I ain't scary cat now I'll knock a bitch out if they keep on disrespecting me.

We got out the car as we arrived at the trap.

We got to the door and India  did the secret knock to know its us.

She did a beat with the knock.Gore,yea we named him that because he pretty violent,the trap security opened the door and let us in.

India walked in first then I followed.We walked into our dads office to see a whole bunch of men and women dressed in business attire.

There was two empty seats by our dad who was at the head of the table.

As we walked in.We caught stares.They must not know who we are.

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