"Shut the fuck up

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"Shut the fuck up." I told him. I was finna use Terrance phone until I heard bitches screaming that somebody had a gun.

"It's time." Terrance said dancing. I shook my head pulling out my gun.

"Call Rob and nem to follow they ass once they leave." I said. Shots followed shortly after.

It was way more of them niggas this time then last time but it didn't matter cause half the building was filled with niggas I run with.

I could tell they was aiming for me so I just acted like my ass got hit so they could leave faster and they did.

"They done got my brother man! Ima hold it down bruh." Terrance said bending down to where I was.

"Nigga move I'm not even bleeding." I said pushing his ass away from me so I could stand up.

"I thought I was gon have to get a t-shirt with you in them dusty ass clouds man." He told me.

"Rob said they following them right now, he gon drop the pin when they make it." One of the guys told me. I nodded.

"Y'all done shooting." That bitch I got head from a cool minute ago said coming out the back.

"No Nia they just taking a water break. Dumbass." Dime said coming out the room behind her with all her stuff

Oh yeah that's her name.

"Sorry, this shit is ghetto." Nia said shaking her head.

"Y'all club never got shot up before?" I asked Dime.

"No. The craziest thing that happened here was when that crackhe-" Nia started but got cut off.

"I was talking to Dime." I told her.

"Not every club gets shot up Breezy. It just happens to be every club y'all go to." Dime said rolling her eyes.

"We had to make sum shake today." Terrance told her.

"I just know y'all didn't use my place of work as a set up without telling me. I mean damn y'all could've told me to call off or something." Dime yelled.

"I forgot you worked here." I said laughing.

"That's not funny what if I would've got shot. Then y'all ass would've been fake crying at my funeral knowing it's y'all fault." She said.

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