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"This for ya, I expect this shit to be sold by the end of the next business week." Hitta gives Tray and I a bag of pills. "What are they?" Tray dumbass gon ask. I pop this nigga in the back of his neck, Hitta chuckled. "You better get ya boy." He says while walking out. "What I say wrong?" He asks and I shake my head. "Nothin Tray. They percs, $30 a pill." I tell him. "How we gon split em up?" He asks me. "We'll figure it out. In the meantime, we gotta go get ready for this function." I tell him and stand up. "You know what you wearing?" He asks me and I shrug. "Nah, not yet."
•10pm The Function Miri
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Tray
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