Murda and Clifford are living in the light. It's my own point of view as to what happens after Grandmuva homecoming party. They are following their hearts and making money at the same time.
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Cliff walks up side me and grabs my arm. Baby I thought you were heading over to the booth. She looks at me and then over at the booth. LaMarques, whats wrong baby?...... Cliff that nigga standing at the table is my uncle Ummmm why is he over there with my Grandmuva. I don't know but I'm about to find out. She grabs my arm again; LaMarques, I don't want Murda rearing his head in here tonight. Baby please, if you want me to ill ask him to leave. He doesn't know who I am. So no harm no foul. Cliff you standing here looking the way you look he still gone try it shawty. That's just the type of nigga he is. Sides I can handle him. Just stay right here, please. LaMar---- it was too late I was already making my way towards the table. I lock eyes with Woddy as I approach. He can tell by the look on my face that its go time. He reaches for his side piece as I walk up behind this nigga...... "Ayo what chu need with Ms. Ernestine?, he turned and looked at me and Woddy got up and stood behind him. Just came to speak ain mean no harm, we go way back, he said with a slick ass grin on his face. Look man you not needed round here and I know without a doubt you can gone and take yo ass up outta here. Aaaaaah shit thats wussup nephew you own this lil hole in the wall..... No nigga but my grandbaby and I do and I know for a fact she dont want yo no good black ass in here, Ms. Ernestine said. Now Ms. Ernestine what I ever do to you and since when Beulah had a daughter, I thought she had a son. You asking to many questions nigga, best thing to do right now for your sake is to go ahead and respect her wishes and leave. Yo name aint no good round here. Listen nephew; You aint no family of mine man, I cut him off saying. Alright thats how you feelin, thats fine. He steps in closer to me. You might wanna play nice lil nigga remember who you dealing with..... Nigga I aint worried bout you, they dont call me Lil Murda for nothing. Hahahahaha! I dont give a fuck bout what they call you in these streets. Remember who you talking to. I slid my hand under my shirt. Nigga you threatnen me. Nah nigga you still blood, no matter how you feeling but what I can tell you is dont fuck with me. I got what you want lil nigga and you know exactly what the fuck im talkin bout. Ill go head and bounce and give you some time to think on it, but dont wait to long. He steps to the side and goes to walk out the club, but turns and comes back towards me. Oh by the way im glad you doing you. I peeped ya bitch already and he nudged his head in Cliff direction. She a bad one nep. Hold on to her....... I started pulling my pistol out and Woddy grabbed me by my arm saying N-N-Noooo!!! Murda!!, not yet nigga, not yet.....
Terrance POV:
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