Life Vol 1.

Hood Cycle

Scene 1:
Breeze: play that shit boa.
Saint: hell yeah! Hold on ant
(Breeze lit his blunt, saint pulled out a mini Bluetooth speaker, and everyone began shaking hands)
Jordan: we finna have to slide on tookie I can't be late to film
Breeze: on my soul jeezy we gone y'all
Saint: man tell my why nana pulled up on me last night.
Ant: from the suburbs? How you take that down?
Saint: man meat roll and these golds getting me whatever. I be telling y'all to fuck with me, Ian gone keep throwing bread when y'all can go get it.
Breeze: I feel you fuck this lil job we gone talk after school.
(Terrance was coming out of his house and everyone seen him a block away, he noticed them then sat down and began rolling up,)
Breeze: man did tookie tell y'all what happened the other day at the library downtown? Never mind I'm gone let him tell it
Tookie: who got a lighter?
Ant: here nigga
Tookie: bet what y'all on what's good
Saint: shit breeze said y'all got into an altercation a couple days ago.
Tookie: yeah bro oc shìt aye I need another one I just ran through that last shìt. I been telling you it's this one spot that we need to be on 24/7 fuck this school shìt it's money all at this time.
Saint: I hear you Nigga but I got one more year. And I be damned if jeezy don't stick to what he doing, and we need that diploma to put this money into shit be smart nigga. In a couple months I'll be wherever you talking about til supper fuck you mean.
(Saint shook Tookie hand and laughed as they continued to the school only a block and a half away, before they approached the school breeze told them all to wait for him while he run to the store near the school.)
Jeezy: I'll catch up wit y'all. Coach got me on varsity I cant miss film.
Saint: hold on bro (hands jeezy a 50 dollar bill) be safe call me tonight when you done wit practice I might have traffic.
Jeezy: love you bro, Ight catch y'all in school
(as he threw up a peace sign and ran to school ant and breeze headed into the store leaving Tookie and Saint outside)
Tookie: lil bro been a monster too
Saint: I helped his ass and kept him moving that's why I'm finishing this shit
Tookie: respect. Aye I just got a lick on some guns heard he had a bunch of shit.
Saint: what's the word?
Tookie: the principal nigga. We can hit his shit at lunch I got a lil bitch up here who be leaving we can shoot her to where she eating and be in and out before the hour. While she got the food so we can have that alibi.
Saint: hell yeah bet
Tookie: we need one or both of these niggas I'm too big to be tryna get in and out and grab shit
Saint: these niggas ain't ready. But breeze said some bout finally moving this white wit us.
(Breeze and ant walked out the store, and handed Tookie and Saint a juice then headed to school)
Saint: so wassup Breeze you ready?
Breeze: man I said save this shit I was gone use the day to prepare myself
Saint: hell naw nigga grow some nuts we got a play. During lunch you down?
Ant: fuck y'all what bout me we both coming
Tookie: hell yeah my nigga (laughing and shaking ant hand)
Ant: damn like I'm a lame. What's the word?
Saint: I'm gone catch up wit y'all at lunch, I got to make a few plays just be in the front during lunch
Scene 3
(Saint shakes everyone hand then runs off down the street, everyone else crosses the street and heads into school, Saint waits on the city bus to come and hops on)
Saint: (on the phone) hello?
Nana: yeah what's up? What you doing?
Saint: shit on this bus bout to head to the dolla store by yo crib.
Nana: I'll meet you there I was hoping you wasn't at school lowkey
Saint: fasho.
Saint: (on the phone) Yoo?
P: what's good youngin where ya at
Saint: shit out and around I need another one
P: gimme 30 I'm out myself
Saint: fasho hit the line
P: no doubt
Scene4
(Saint arrives at the stop where the store was and instead of being at the store, nana was at the stop)
Saint: (laughing) ain't you adorable
Nana: get in, I already got some baggies, batteries, and baking soda to
Saint: I owe you one in a minute but spin back around I got an idea I need some mini zips
Nana: okay and I made some breakfast too
Saint: my girl (and kisses nana on the neck)
Scene5
(Nana and Saint were laying in bed naked watching tv when Saint got a call on his flip phone)
Saint: yo
P: yo pull up. Be quick to I got to head out I already got you weighed
Saint: Ight fasho just weigh another one I need 2
P: word? Bet I'll take 500 off
Saint: my nigga
P: just shoot around the back and come to the side
Saint: bet
Nana: you go ahead and take the car, I won't need it til about 5.
Saint: I got a lil move I got to make at 12 so I probably won't be back fa a lil minute (gives her 150) if you get hungry order us some and don't shower til I get back
Nana: be safe.
Scene6
(Steve pulled up to a corner store where he is friends with the owner)
Abdul: Stevie! What is up my friend
Saint: what's good fella how you livin?
Adbul: just fine. Your box is over there on the counter everything is there.
Saint: Fasho good lookin. You good on that?
Abdul: I have a few friends that'll be here tonight. I'm good for now but they got big money and want to have major fun, come with the good!
Saint: fasho I'll be here around 8
Abdul: ok see you later my friend
(Saint sat in the parking lot, rolled him a backwood and began to smoke. While doing so he video called Tookie)
Saint: what's good nigga everything straight?
Tookie: hell yeah I'm just taking these northside niggas money in the bathroom
Saint: fasho you talked to breeze nem
Tookie: yeah we linked up behind the school and burned one they on board. You at the spot?
Saint: hell yeah folks say he got some going on so we should be looking good by tonight.
Tookie: fasho hit me when you en route foo I'm bout to get back to whooping ass
Saint: bet I'm bout to head out anyway
Scene7
(Saint finished smoking then headed toward the trap. He noticed P car in the alley so he pulled around to the front, where he seen one of the primos coming out of the trap.)
Saint: fuck You doing here dummy.
Jose: aye watch it homie. I'll kill you (showing his gun)
Saint: yeah Ight you better move tf around fa it be that (grabbing the handle of his gun and showing it from his pocket)
(Jose just kept walking and out the backpack he was holding on his back and got in his car. Saint watched him and made sure he got a good look at the car then walked around the back)
Saint: yo wassup wit the cholos man when you start fuckin with them.
P: yo don't question me on my business. Keep y'all bullshit away from me, and don't come to me bout y'all bullshit.
Saint: whatever nigga I'm just gone move around. Of them niggas pop up dead round here that ain't on me. Bringing the opps around
P: I just got ahold of some pills. I want to give you some and see how you do. They can go from 10-25 a pop just see what you can do over the week. If they ain't moving just bring em back. But if they hitting we can go from there. Here go 500 250 is adderall and 250 is Percocet.
Saint: bet homie. I'll be tapping in
Scene8
(Tookie, Ant, and Breeze all met in the first lunch)
Ant: yo one of y'all got a l I'm finna blaze up wit one of these hoes in right quick
Tookie: we got to be here in 1 hour nigga don't be taking forever
Breeze: yeah I got you bro who the bitch
Ant: toni. Light skin one that just came from Vegas
Tookie: on my mamma the one wit the thick sister? I been onnat
Ant: on bro you got to take that mf down
Breeze: I got another one come on to the bleachers Tookie let's see is red and emoni tryna get high
Tookie: bet come on
Scene9
(Ant went outside and Tookie and breeze went to find red and emoni, 2 girls in their grade who skip school and often in the back smoking as well)
Breeze: yoooo whatcha onnnn
Red: boy what y'all doing.
Emoni: man I need an 8th
Tookie: I got a 8ball fa you rn
Emoni: boy bye
(Tookie went into his backpack and pulled out a package)
Tookie: I gotchu fa the dub cause you smoking wit us right?
Red: yeah come on we heading back there right now
Breeze: bet we gone
(A white kid walked up to breeze)
Student: hey are you Ben?
Breeze: who told you that?
Student: Jordan is my boy. He said you got the fire man I wanted to get a half ounce.
Breeze: head to the bathroom. You want it right now?
Student: hell yeah man
Breeze: aye I'll catch y'all out there
Scene10
(Tookie and the girls headed outside of the back where the football field, and bleachers was while breeze and the student went into the bathroom)
Tookie: Jordannn!!! Let's get it boy!
(The team would sometimes head to the field to get some plays in and workout during their lunch hour. Jordan noticed Tookie and pointed toward him acknowledging that he heard him, Jordan was the starting QB for the varsity in his second year)
Emoni: he is really good I love watching him play on Fridays
Red: hell yeah we be at every game and he always killing it
Tookie: Oms that's lil bro. I a do a mf in fa playin wit lil folks
(Emoni began rolling up while the 3 of them just talked and shortly after Breeze came back there with them, already smoking a blunt)
Breeze: yo what y'all on what y'all on
Red: came just in time, what's that it smell good asl
Tookie: that's that blue moon?
Breeze: hell yeah I'm finna roll this supreme
Red: (coughing) damn this shit hitting on my mama. I need some of this
Emoni: what you sell me?
Tookie: you got some cookies
Emoni: oh naw never mind I love the cookies
Red: yeah I need a quarter
Breeze: bet (pulling out the weed and a scale) I'm gone plug you an extra 2 gs
Red: bet. Shit ain't nobody at my house y'all want to leave? We can just kick it there
Emoni: yeah I really don't even want to go back
Tookie: on bro that shit sound like the move fasho. But we got to be in this next class but after that hour we can dip if y'all down?
Red: shit that's cool I'll text you the address we finna leave after we done smoking fuck allat
Emoni: on my soul bitch
Breeze: bet you got my shit right? I remember I been told you to tap in get high wit a nigga
Red: boy whatever. But yeah I got it I'll text you soon as we get there. Shit grab a bottle
Breeze: bet just hit me
Scene11
(Saint pulled up to the school and sat in the parking lot, he noticed ant walking past the car he was in)
Saint: (cocks gun) yeah what's good nigga!
Ant: oh shit!
Saint: (laughing) naw I'm just playing nigga. Get in.
Ant: you a hoe. Playin and shìt
Saint: Tookie said he told y'all the situation
Ant: yeah, we ain't doing this fa nobody right? These hoes fa us?
Saint: hell yeah. Hopefully it's enough fa all us to have more than one the way it sounded the shit gone be a party and I want every last piece
Ant: frfr I'm bout to call breeze we can do this shit now Them niggas together waiting and ain't in class
Saint: bet yeah call em (rolling a backwood)
Ant: yooo where y'all at
Breeze: shit back here watching jeezy throw the rock just got done smokin. Lil nigga destined. You knocked her down?
Ant: easy shordy ain't even let the blunt go out started riding my shit in the front seat
Tookie: real nigga
Saint: bring y'all ass to the parking lot! Let me see jeezy real quick
Breeze: jeezy! Yo brother said show out!
(Jeezy told his receiver a play then threw a deep route, the 2 headed toward the parking lot and ant and Saint were smoking waiting on them to come around)
Tookie: so yeah this shit should be slight in and out
Breeze: you think he got an alarm?
Tookie: hell yeah, we just got to be quick
Breeze: come wit me.
Scene12
(Breeze and Tookie went to the lunch room where the principal was standing observing the students. Breeze walked over and picked up a milk carton and threw it at the primos table, everyone started throwing food and making a scene)
Breeze: I'll pay you 50 to go knock the principal over
Student: okay yeah I'll do it
(Breeze paid the kid and then he rushed the principal tripping up and knocking them both over, pretending he was running from some food. Breeze swiped the phone from where he set it down when he went to get some kids then went back to where Tookie was)
Tookie: you smart ass nigga
Breeze: we gone
Saint: what the fuck these niggas acting like the school huge
Ant: yeah he ain't even opening my messages
Saint: I know he ain't talk Tookie out of it on some hoe shìt
Scene13
(Just then Tookie and breeze came out the school and ran to the car)
Tookie: nigga this is not how we planned it
Saint: it's cool we good get in
(Saint handed everyone some black gloves and a mask)
Saint: it's some black hoodies in the trunk wit a backpack each, we gone run in through a side window, scout for the weapons, and in 40 seconds we gone grab what we can fuck just guns if you see jewelry or anything. Grab Allat shìt if we coming for one thing might as well make the most of it
Ant: we is not the woos what is we on
Saint: nigga we on a mission. We need more straps. Niggas is dying and losing money daily I'll be damned if Ian strapped. We gone change up the block leave Tookie big ass in the car and hop in and he gone get us the spot. Then y'all niggas gone walk back to school.
Breeze: bet let's do this shit
Scene14
(The car grew quiet as everyone prepared for what laid ahead, they pulled up 2 blocks and into an alley that lead to the Main Street and got prepared, then took backyards, and yards to get to the house.)
Saint:Before we figure out how where we jumping in scout windows hopefully they out then meet back right here
(They all separated then came back)
Ant: I seen a locker type situation over there but not no clear view of weapons.
Breeze: I think I see his bed window and it's a pipe right there under the nightstand I seen it
Saint: bet come on ant let's go in yo way and you go get that blick and see if his wife got one too, then make yo way through the crib. Count in y'all head or whatever 40-45 seconds once you step foot in that motha fuckin crib Ight.
Breeze and ant: bet
Scene15
(Tookie stepped out of the car 2 cop cars drove past the alley he was in and seen him, they instantly stopped and reversed down the alley. The locker Ant seen had about 10-15 guns from shotguns to assault rifles, and handguns. Breeze found a sword, and a shotgun in the closet with 2 pistols under the night stands on both sides of the bed Saint noticed a duffle bag under a desk and it was filled with weapon accessories and ammunition. Tookie watched the cop cars drive slowly down the alley as they looked for whoever they seen standing there near the car, luckily he grabbed the keys out and got out of sight in time. He was sitting between 2 big bushes and called Saint)
Tookie: yo be smooth heading back this way it's 2 jakes out here driving down the alley right now looking
Saint: what the fuck they look like they going soon?
Tookie: yeah like a minute or two just don't be seen they fuck around shoot right back to this alley
Saint: fasho be smooth nigga
Scene16
(They all met on the side of the house again)
Saint: 2 Jake's riding around we damn near about to have to sit for a minute
Breeze: ain't nobody find no money?
Ant: hell naw it ain't like he gone have a get away bag stashed the nigga a teacher
Breeze: why tf he got all these straps
Saint: I was thinking the same shit
Ant: oh shit look that's 2 jakes coming right now!
Breeze: fuck back in the crib
Scene17
(They all snuck back into the house then peeped out the window watching the 2 cop cars driving slowly and turning the corner. Breeze opened a closet door near the front door and seen a sniper rifle and a duffle next to the gun. He put the gun into the duffle and picked it up)
Breeze: Ight let's get out this motha fucka. We already been here too long
Saint: hell yeah just lay low to the ground and be smooth don't take y'all mask off yet
Scene18
(Tookie got back into the car and turned it on and put it in drive hoping they'll be there soon, Ant, breeze, and Saint all eventually came almost literally out of some bushes Tookie popped the trunk and they all started running toward the car throwing the bags in and got in while Tookie pulled off to the spot.)
Saint: hell fucking yeah niggas!
Breeze: we in this motha fucka now!
Ant: mission complete fuck you talm bout
Scene19
(They pulled up to "the spot" an old shed that used to be used by a mechanic shop next door before they moved on. Saint and Tookie turned it into an area where they sort drugs, stash money and guns, and sometimes chill at)
Saint: Ight take y'all bags in this mf and later we gone all link up and check our shit out. I need y'all there though just to make sure the principal don't know shit.
(Saint pulled off back to nana house, Tookie, breeze, and ant walked back to school)
Ant: man that nigga could've came to school fuck we got to for.
Breeze: you got to. Me and Tookie finna shoot to red crib and chill fa the day
Ant: Aw damn I see that turned out gravy
Tookie: hell yeah finna try to slam emoni
Breeze: I just need some neck I'm good