to all the new readers reading this, follow me and read my other books. k? they all fire.
except for redbone, i don't claim that book .
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HOOD FAME ;
┬┴┬┴┤HOE DOWN! I REPEAT! HOE DOWN!├┬┴┬┴
BERMAJ XIORIA BIANCHI
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"Niggas killed Scudda fine ass sister...." Fiyzo mugged his phone as we sat in Grandma's kitchen eating. "Green as fuck dawg. You coming wit' me to meet my new plug?"
"why?"
"Cause it's a bitch and I ain't never bought no shit from a bitch. What if she cut my dick off? I'll never be able to-
"What the fuck are y'all talking about?" Grandpa mugged, stepping in. "And who slurped up all the goddamn milk!"
Sitting my bowl down on the counter and sliding it behind my back before he could see, I cleared my throat. "I'll go with you."
"Well fuck, c'mon then. I been waiting to be a crackhead for too fucking long."
I grabbed my jean jacket from the coat rack, frowning a little. "Weird flex but k."
Following him out the house, I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
"Ayo, you heard bout Vick?"
I put my focus on Fiyzo, shutting the door behind myself. "Miss Jenika son? What happened?"
"Said he raped Combo lil sister. Then lied about it."
I straight faced him, making sure my wallet was in my minibag. "Merch"
"On my soul yo!" he retorted, shaking his head. "My thing is, you bad enough to do some shit like that-wear the fucking jacket my nigga. Don't lie about that shit. I never thought he'd do sumn trifling mess like that."
