Jimmy Cooks

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'Spin a block twice like it ain't nowhere to park'

Keem

I walked downstairs and see Diamond munching on my Cinnamon Toast Crunch. "Didn't I tell you not touch my shit" I said taking the box away from her. I shook and there was only crumbs left.

"My bad, I was hungry" she replied finishing up my cereal.

"You still ain't find a place to stay yet?" I asked. I only agreed to a few days like 3 but this bitch been here for almost a week now.

"No, I'm still looking" she replied, taking her bowl and putting the sink.

"Well look harder, or your ass gonna be out on the streets," I said looking into the refrigerator for something to eat. "I need your help tho,"

"What is it?"

"Business on my side been a little slow, and the streets been saying that nigga Meech been making hella bread,"

"Yeah?" She questioned.

"I need to know where he keeps his money. You ever been around there?"

"Uh no, he usually kept me out of that" she said and went to go sit down on my couch and turned on the tv. Ever since she been here she's been a watching a show about some doctors fucking.

"Then what the fuck am I keeping you here for?" I spoke loudly so she could hear.

"Ugh.. I mean he had some conversations around me," she gave in. "Something about an old house on Bristow street"

"Ight there are a lot of fucking houses on Bristow street, you got a number or something?"

"I already told you all I know. Can I watch my show in peace please?" she rolled her eyes and turned back to the T.V.

"Man whatever, and gimme this" I said taking the remote from her. "Go walk your ass to the market and get me some more cereal since your fat ass ate it all"

Diamond got up and left to the store and I sat back down and called Ron to see what's up.

"What's good?," Ron said into the phone

"nigga you need to get your cousin out my mutha fucking house that's what," I joked. "nah but for real she told me about Meech's stash house" I mentioned.

"You got the addy?"

"I got the street, I was gonna make one of the boys pass by there to see what up," I spoke.

"see which one more active, I gotchu, I'll hit up one of the boys"

"Ight" I ended the phone call. I grabbed my gun and tucked it into my pants before walking out but before I walked out Lala was at the door.

"Keem," he said entering the house. "Going somewhere?"

"I mean I was about to go handle some business" I replied.

"Walk with me" he said leading me back into the house. "I heard business been slow,"

"Yeah we haven't been selling as much these days"

"Well that's a problem for me and for you right? And what are we doing about this?" He leaned against the counter. "I don't like to keep coming up here Keem"

"yeah, uh, I'm working it. Tonight we about to rob a nigga,"

"Tonight yeah?" He chuckled. "That ain't a permanent solution, you handled what I told you to handle?"

"I'm working on it" I replied.

"All I know my money better be right cause i ain't playing anymore" he said before leaving.

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