Heyy you guys its Khyeasha :) im currently looking for an editor, and a co-writer so inbox me about yourself like you're age, name, home town, why you want to help/join me, uhh your facebook name (I gots to know cuz everything be on facebook.) basically telling me about you and stuff, I WILL message back, and if I give you my cell number, you got the job and you can hit me on my hip so we can ride this thang out ! And also tell me if you're trying to be my co-writer or editor. :) :) k? Enjoy
Redhead
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Everything was going by plan. Every move, thought, every and anything is all premeditated. Taking down Sabi wouldnt be a walk in a park, but we just know we can, taking down Rikk is gone be even more hard, but we need to be on top. Dasher, and Reggie are gonna scout people through school, you know, get some people on our team who young and active who can move around, seniors and teens with hard lifes are easy to scout, simple fact being is because of that easy money. West and I were going out in other places scouting, like we can scout some self emploied *? pushers and some people who just got out of jail and who need work. All you gotta do sometimes is flash around the money,cars clothes and hoes you got and recuits will be scouting you. Me and Greg already had about 40 people we found.
Walking through the hood looking for more people, well observing shit, walking around you.could say me and West came across this bad ass female, more like she came across us. She was the color of honey, her hair was in a big sloppy bun she had a red bandana tied around her head, she was wearing a tightly fitted polo shirt that showed enough clevage that wasnt too much but still enough to make you druel she had on these Levi pants that hugged her nicki minaj -type-booty and had on a pair of red red bottons she was thick all over, her stomach was flat and her hips curved having an even better impact on her nice and round big ass booty. West mouth was so wide open im suprised he didnt catch flies.
"Damn mami what yo name is?" West asks her.
"Wouldnt you like to know."
"I mean im West, and when you fucking with West, you fucking with the best."
She giggled." Your name is West?"
"Yeah shawty."
"Thats unique guess what West?" She ask batting her eyelashes.
"Whats sup lil ma?"
"Imma bouta rob you and your friend" she smiled.
Me and West bust up laughing in her face she frowned. Then shook her head and pulled out a 9 and pressed it to Wests temple. Our laughter quickly sobbered hearing her take off the safety.
"Empty your pockets. You too mr. quiet white boy" she smirked.
Bitch think she bad? I played along.
"My name is Brandon im really a nice guy, I have never been to the ghetto, West just asked me to ride with him I didnt know there would be gangsters please miss spare my life I just wanted to seem cool for the black people." I say. She shakes her head.
"Thats pathetic, empty them damn pockets next time stick with your own crowd I mean are you fucking serious?"
"Nawl Bitch, nah yo hoen ass betta drop that gun fo I flex yo ass cuhz, tha fuck you thought to be thinkin to put a 9 to my nigga head, thinkin we dont carry burners too hoe? Just cuhz you mad thick dont mean you bad enough to be shoein out on me now bitch I suggest you drop that shit fo I drop you bruhv." I say putting my 42 calibur to her head using my real accent and her jaw damn near broke it was so far hanging down. After a minute she lowered her gun. And I grabbed her arm and lead her to my truck.
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RedHead
Ficción GeneralStanding at 6 foot 5 RedHead is untouchable, he's live he's wild. People always tell him You got more tattoos then skin, this is the story of how it all began, where he first turned down the wrong path, when he started doing the unthinkable, but doi...