This was a bunch of bullshit! It was told that Ray killed the man that killed my father. But come to find out this nigga killed my father and tried to kill my brutha. Let's not forget me!
This nigga had me fucked up. My brutha was dead fo' nothin'!! This nigga Ray musta did all this shit!
"I gotta find this nigga!" I told myself as I was cruising in my Benz.
I didn't know who I could trust at this point.
Was Booter really down fo' me? Was Gi-Gi really loyal to me?
I didn't know what the fuck to think. I wanted to see Booter. I had to see Booter. My brutha died fo' no reason. Ray wanted this shit to happen. He was playin' the game right.
I should've left his broke ass in that fucked up crib. I thought to myself.
I had to watch this nigga die slow fo' fuckin' up my family Legacy. I let him into my circle because I thought he killed the nigga that killed my father. So of course he got much love and respect.
But come to think of it, no wonder why this nigga was forgot about. He was a snake!
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Snake
Teen FictionYou can't trust nobody. They say they with you but they out to get you. So don't trust em', so don't love em'. They want ya' spot, they want ya' hustle.
