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now playing: i'm dat nigga - furture

I walked into my homeboy and longtime business partner Sharife's house. He been calling me for the last few days trying to meet up, but I been busy.

"Rife!" I called out letting him know I was in his house.

The voice I heard replying to me caught me off guard.

"He's in the shower." A random woman replied while grabbing her stuff and walking out the front door.

Who the fuck was that?

I walked into Sharife's living room that didn't have nothing but a couch and a TV that was sitting on the floor. I watched the basketball game that was playing on his bullshit set up.

Sharife walked out his bedroom fully dressed after a lil while.

"Nigga why you haven't decorated yo house?" I questioned while pointing at the tv that was on the ground.

"We just moved here." He argued back.

"Nigga we left Chicago a year ago you got this nice ass house with no furniture."

"Nigga you just got your shit decorated."

I looked at him with a blank expression. "I hired somebody to decorate my shit like eight months ago, so I don't know what you talking about."

He smacked his lips cause he knew I was right. I hired an interior designer as soon as I moved into my penthouse.

"Ight Martha Stewart I called you over here cause we got an opportunity to hit a big ass lick."

"You say this every two weeks and it don't be shit."

"I'm being forreal."

I watched Sharife walk into his office and return with a stack of papers and threw them on my lap.

I looked through the stack of paper quickly realizing that they were pictures. I saw a couple familiar faces.

"What you stalking Giovanni old ass for?"

"Giovanni old ass pushing out more work than us and I'm trying to figure out why."

Me and Sharife been selling drugs since we were in high school and it started off as something small but now we make over $800,000 a year just from drugs alone, cause we learned how to distribute drugs throughout the states.

"So, you wanna take his inventory so he won't have shit to push out?" I asked, trying to make sure I was following Sharife's thought process.

"Yeah, that's the easiest way to get back ahead. He been moving dope way faster than us for three months straight."

I thought about what Sharife was saying. He is right Giovanni has been killing our asses these last few months, but taking his shit is not gonna be easy.

"You right but you crazy if you think we gone be able to take all his shit without him retaliating. We gone have to kill him."

Sharife picked some of the pictures that I had spread around the couch, and chose the ones that had Giovanni and some woman at a shipping dock.

"He always with the same bitch so we definitely gotta kill both of them." Sharife explained while pointing to a series of pictures.

I nodded my head in agreement. "When you tryna do this?"

"Tonight. He not gone have another shipment till next week if I'm right about his schedule."

"How many people he got working for him?"

"I only saw him with the same six people so far and I've been watching him for months, but he got his warehouse locked down by security and it's outside the city."

I sat back on the couch and thought about if this would be worth the time and effort. Me and Sharife haven't did nothing like this since we left Chicago, but I'm tired of competing with this old ass man.

I pulled my phone out of my coat and started texting the people we needed tonight.

"Ight we can go tonight. Let's go over the layout of his warehouse so everybody can be prepared for what we doing."

Me and Sharife called everybody we need to make sure we create a foolproof plan for this raid tonight.

After hours of planning we created a plan and came to an agreement that we would use the woman Giovanni is always with as ransom before we kill him.

After driving for a good 45 minutes, Sharife and I finally arrived at Giovanni's compound. We only brought four of our people with us so we could move around as quietly as possible. I looked at Giovanni's compound and instantly became confused.

"I thought you said it was gonna be locked down by security. I only see two people."

Sharife looked at me with a puzzled expression before rubbing the back of his neck.

"It usually is. I don't know maybe they on break or some."

What?

I let out a deep sigh. "Nigga-"

"Let's just get this over with." I said skipping over the dumb shit he just said.

I called my four workers and told them to handle the security so me and Sharife could focus on handling Giovanni.

A couple minutes after I gave them detailed instructions they texted me letting me know that me and Sharife could come in and do our part. I drove my car directly in front of the entrance just in case some shit went left and we had to go.

We walked in the compound and were instantly met with Giovanni's workers being sprawled out on the ground, and my four workers clearing his inventory.

I turned to Sharife "You search the front and I'll search the back."

I walked to the back of the building and started searching each room thoroughly. Most of them were just filled with what I assumed were drugs.

I finally made it to the last room and before I could turn on the light I saw something flying towards me, and before I could move out the way I felt something slam against my head.




















































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