Thugged Out 4: Real Life

FORTY SEVEN- ROCKET

"Real good, real crime, real time.
But it's real love, real fun, real love.
Real hood, real wild, real loud.
But it's real good. Real love, real love, yea."  - Summer Walker 

ANT

Qua and Drew just so happened to get to the warehouse at the same time. I'm standing in the back with Tez and Vonte. Reign said she thought she saw Blick shooting at her and Miguel, so we finna find out what it is and what it ain't right now. I'm trying to give the nigga the benefit of the doubt strictly because he's Drew's cousin and has always been a loyal soldier, but if he shot at my fucking daughter, his ass is grass. I don't give a fuck about whatever him and Miguel got going on. That shit don't concern my daughter.

Qua and Drew look confused as hell. "Damn nigga, you getting married ain't you? What you come in here in a suit for?" Vonte asks. "I was in the middle of something and I want to get back to that, if y'all niggas don't mind," he answers. Jessica can't hold water, so she already told me that Qua took Reign on a date. Her drunk ass called me going in full blown detail about what they both had on and she even went off on me about how I need to step my flowers game up and get bouquets like whatever Qua got Reign. Bullshit. Whether some flowers cost one dollar or a hundred dollars, all that bullshit finna die anyway. I told her she got the plug and access to every dime I got and everything I own. She hung up in my face when I told her goofy ass go buy the flowers herself with my card that she don't think I know she stole out my wallet the other day.

"What's going on?" Drew asks. "Follow me," I demand, leading the way to where I have Blick and his bitch tied up. The girlfriend innocent in all this shit, but fuck it, she gotta go too if he gotta go. A mothafucka didn't give a damn about my daughter being innocent in all that downtown dick in the booty ass shit, so they a package. One band, one sound.

Qua looks confused as he stares at Blick and the girl. "Please!" She cries. I didn't know Blick had a Mexican girlfriend until I snatched her up and she started praying in Spanish and shit. I had to knock her ass out giving me a headache with all that noise. "Bitch, shut up. We know you a killer," Tez taunts her, making me laugh. Everybody has heard the rumor about Blick's bitch catching bodies over him. Now she wanna cry and shit?

"Fuck I'm here for?" Blick asks, glaring at me. Blick has worked under me for years. I know he ain't scared of death, so I really don't have shit to say to him. "Ion know what the hell going on, but somebody finna tell me why the fuck my cousin in this bitch tied up," Drew says, fists balled up and looking mad as hell. For all I care, he can end up with the nigga if he jump stupid over it.

"Tell yo cousin why you here," I say to Blick. Blick ain't saying anything as he blankly stares at me. "You shot at Reign?" Tez gets straight to it. Before Blick can answer, Qua just tagged his ass. Nobody saw that shit coming. I'm smirking while I watch Qua break a sweat fucking this nigga Blick up. "You shot at who, nigga?" Qua snaps before kicking Blick in the head and knocking his whole chair over with him him still in it. "Bitch ass nigga, untie me and try that shit!" Blick starts going off, trying to get up. I look at Vonte as he laughs. "Untie him. Lets see," I say as Tez starts untying Blick. I don't usually do this, but this beef is within the empire and its entertaining to me. Let's see.

Blick just stood up wiping blood off his face. "Baby, get us out of here!" His girl starts crying. Blick charges at Qua, tackling him to the floor swinging. I watch as Qua flips him off. Both of them just threw hands all the way to where they're standing up now. I remember when Qua and Drew fought. The nigga a beast and that's saying a lot because we all know Drew can throw down too. Drew is watching Qua and his cousin fight in disbelief. "OOOOOOH!" Vonte yells, scrunching his face up. "Shiiiiiiit, nigga, I felt that one too." I say, frowning after the sound of Blick's jaw breaking fills the room. I'm talking about, bone crushing shit.Blick stumbles back, blocking his face while Qua rains blows on him. The shit look like somebody sped up time, That's how fast Qua going to work on his ass. Qua steps back then yanks Blick back up by the collar. "Get yo bitch ass up! You wanted to get untied, right? You wanted to shoot at Reign, right?" Qua starts hollering. I've never seen Qua get like that. Nigga nose flaring and shit got him looking like an angry gorilla.