Blame It On The Streets-YG Love Story

Chapter Three

(YG and Jordan in the MM)

YG POV

*flashback 5 years ago*

"Keenon man I'm tellin you she fuckin on the low. She was fuckin Tyga " My boy Antz says through the phone. Nah my girl wouldn't do that. And Tyga my best friend.

"Nah nigga she ain't like that" I say back. Putting the rest of my blunt out.

"All I'm sayin is go ask Tyga" That had me thinkin. I ain't got nothin to worry about so Why not?

"Alright. I'll hit you up lata" I made my way down the block. I seen Tyga smokin a blunt by his self on the porch.

I open the metal gate and go sit next to him. He takes a hit and passes it to me. I take a hit.

"Aye nigga. Wassup?" I say inhaling the smoke.

"Nun much my dude. Just been chillin. And you?" He asks takin it back.

"Same" just sitting here. Already high from my previous blunt. "Damn nigga you member that time we were at mommas house and we ended up beating Rodney's ass?" I say and we start laughing. See this was my best friend. I know he wouldn't do me like that.

"Yay or that time we got faded nigga and we thew up all over everything in my room?" We cracked up again.

"We got some crazy ass memories" I say just thinkin about everythin we've been through.

"Wanna hear somethin funny nigga?" I say laughing.

"What's up?" He takes another hit.

"Everyone keeps tellin me you and Brandi fuckin behind my back" I say and start crackin up. But he ain't laughin. I stop instantly.

"Is it true nigga?" I say with anger in my voice. He just chuckles.

"Is it fuckin true?!" I'm yellin now.

"Aye nigga she wanted me" That's the only thing he says. Oh hell nah. And that was my que. I decked him right in his jaw. He fell to the ground and I got on top of him and kept punching him in his face. I wasn't gonna stop either. Until I felt someone wrap their arms around me and pick me up.

"You were my best friend. Fuck you!" And stomped his face before this guy started carrying me to the street.

This guy still had his arms wrapped around me. "Damn nigga get up off me" I say irritated. He let's go and stays right in front of me. I don't know him.

"You know you coulda killed him if I didnt stop you?" He says. And I start dying. This nigga got jokes.

"I don't give a fuck! Fuck that nigga!" I say.

He smiles. "What's your name? Are you in a gang?" He asks lookin me up and down.

"Keenon and Nah I ain't in no gang" I say truthfully.

"Im Jordan and you just gained my respect and around here thas pretty hard to get. How you feel about bein a part of Westside Tree Top Piru?" He asks. I thought about it. Everyone I knew is bloods. I wouldn't be disrespecting no one. I'm down.

"Fasho my nigga" I say and he smiles. We were walkin back to his crib and he started telling me about his life. Hes 21. He been apart of the gang since he was 12. He said his pops died just a few months ago. Got shot right in front of his house. He got 18 year old twin brothers. And a 16 year old sister. We get to his house and there's 3 guys sittin on the porch. 2 of them were twins. Must be Jermain and Jerimiah.

"We gotta new member of the family" Jordan says. I liked that. Family. Considering I didnt really have no family. I only had my momma. As a matter of fact.

"Where's ya'll mommas at?" I ask confused.

"Well After our pops died Mom's and our little sister moved to Denver." Ohh.

"I'm Matthew but they call me Tiny M. My momma at home." I nod my head.

"Well let's get it niggas" Jordan says.

*Present Day*

I'll never forget that day. I got put on by 4 niggas when I was just 16. Jordan, Jermain, Jerimiah and last but not least my nigga Tiny M. Tiny M got shot up on the block. Gone but Never forgotten. TTP. Forever & Always.

I gotta call from the bro Jermain sayin to meet them at the brib it's urgent. Man last time they said it was "urgent" Jerimiah needed a blunt wrap and couldn't get one becuz he was on ankle. Them are my brothers though. I pull up in my black bmw. I see everyone sittin on the porch. I walk up and of course Jermain had to be the first one to open his mouth.

"It's about time yo bum ass shows up. I kalled you at 4. It's 5" This nigga is always talkin shit. Gotta love him though. I just mug him and turn to Jordan.

"Anyway more importantly Slim hit me up sayin them fuckin krabs robbed our trap house. They took 32 kilos of OUR cain n' about 12 g's" Jordan tells me. That shit got me heated!

"Them niggas wanna rob us?! Oh hell nah!" No one says another word. I run upstairs and grab my glock 34 from our stash in the closet and put it in the waist of my shorts. We all get in Jermain's Range Rover and head to Cedar block. I know it was that nigga Tyga and his krew. Bitch ass 52 Hoover Crips. To this day I still got hate for that nigga.

"Alright so what's the plan?" I ask.

"So Jermain and Jerimiah are gonna drop us off right up here a few houses down from that nigga Ricky's brib. Then they're gonna go down to our trap and get what's left." Jordan says. Jermain stops 3 houses down. And we all hug each other.

"TTP" we all say and Jordan and I get out the car. They pull off and we start walking up to Ricky's house. I see him and this nigga Dante sittin on the porch.

"What's brackin niggas" I say reaching for my glock. They look up.

"Ya'll wanna rob our trap?!" Jordan yells pointing his pistol at them. Everything happened so quick. Shots fired from both sides. Me and Jordan start running still shooting. I don't even know what's goin on all I know is I got that nigga Ricky in his back and he falls to the ground. Then that's when I feel it. A sharp ass pain go through my leg and I fall to the floor.

"FUCK!" I yell. I see Jordan laying on his back few feet away from me. I crawl to him as fast as I can.

"JORD!" I yell. He looks up at me breathing heavily. I see he got shot 3 times. One in the chest, two in the ribs. No this shit ain't happening! Not my brother!

"Did you get them?" He says quietly. Tears are streaming down my face. I smile and nod.

"I dropped Ricky brother. I got him" I say. He weakly smiles at me.

"Dropped him but didn't stomp him cuz that's disrespect" We say at the same time.

"You're gonna be okay Jordan I promise bro" I say holding him.

"Tell the bros, my momma and my sister I love them. I love you b" he says. Breathing harder now. I just nod my head.

"I love you! TTP for life" I say to him. I hear sirens in the background.

"TTP for life" He says and takes his last breath.