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"Aight y'all listen up!" Von yells getting all the workers attention.
"Gotta get sum things straight since muh fucka's wanna do what dea wanna do and ruin my money" he mugs.
Eyeing each and every one of his workers as they all swarm around him giving him their undivided attention.
"Fucks going on wit folks selling on blocks they ain't supposed to?" He ask.
The hole room stayed silent as he got some nervous reactions.
"I'ca keep babying u niggas the fuck y'all sum bunch'a ten year olds or sumn?" He snaps.
"And anotha thing" he adds on "I'a need y'all to start up the prices on ma drugs and shit fucks wrong wit y'all?" He mugs.
"Lemme hea sumn else and I'm shootings dis bitch up on O" he threatens "and stop selling dope to old heads the fuck y'all niggas got going on" he snaps.
Getting some head nods and apologizes in response he dismissed them walking to his office.
"The fuck u mean don't sell crack to old heads foe dea da main ones dat want it" jay frowns busting in his office.
"I ain't finna repeat myself gang" he warns.
"Mane u tripping" his brother replied waving him off.
"Why u being so hard onna gang twin?" Durk ask walking in shortly after.
