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𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐕

Y'all to me after last chapter. ^

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"Sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅɪɴ, ᴍᴇ
Hand on my heart,
And I, I ᴡɪsʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ"
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𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

"Bitch ass nigga," I said kicking dude in his head.

"You put yo hands on my baby mama, on my girl nigga," I stumped his head two more times knocking him out.

I reached on my hip pulling out my m16, I walked back over to the nigga taking my gun off safety, I cocked it back.

Then.

POP.

POP.

POP.

After I finished the hit I hurried and fled the scene, Booka and Durk wanted to wait but I wanted that nigga dead Now.

I went to my crib to clean myself off before going to see Treasure.