Game Of Love

4

Jermaine's P.O.V

"That bitch ass nigga keep taking a big dumbass cut of our shit like he out 'ere selling and shit," George fumed.

"You know Butch big ass be doing us grimy," Ronnie reminded.

"Yeah well I don't know why we let 'em," Charlie sighed.

"Cause that nigga crazy, we going forget how he be murking niggas?" Damon said as if he was finna shit himself.

Don't get me wrong Damon wasn't a bitch or nothing but when it came to Butch it was like that nigga became a bitch. Hell of these niggas did, not me I ain't play with Butch big stupid ass and he knew that.

"Man he not so fucking scary wit his bitch ass," Isaiah said as he kicked at a rock.

We'd been posted on the block making what few sales we could while the pigs roamed here and there. They didn't stay put in one place though because it wouldn't make sense since there were several other niggas outchere selling on various turfs nearby. And the more them bitch ass niggas can arrest the more the merrier for them and their pay checks. All we, well more-so these scary ass niggas, was doing right now though was moaning and bitching about Butch and his bully antics like a bunch of bitches. I wasn't happy about his bullshit either but he wasn't taking from me like he was them, he already knew I ain't play that shit. Shit he knew I got mouths to feed, had he fucked with that I'd be on some bullshit right back wit his ass. But these was my niggas so I had to figure something out for 'em cause if not then I'd be a fucked up brother.

"Fuck we going do Maine?" Isaiah asked me causing the others to all look over at me.

The fuck was they looking at me for? Ronnie was the oldest of us all and need I remind them I literally work for Butch too so what the fuck they wanted me to do.

"Yeah Maine what's the moves?" Charlie asked.

"Y'all niggas deft or sum? Don't y'all see my ass out here making sales working for his ass too right wit y'all?" I asked them straight faced.

"Yeah," Isaiah answered.

"Then why the fuck would I be trying to do something about Butch dumbass doing us dirty?" I asked.

"Cause bro you the only one he don't play wit," Isaiah said.

"So?" I asked. "Y'all figured I would talk to a nigga 'bout money? Money we all know he like spending on senseless ass shit like ass and alcohol?" I scuffed.

"Well yeah he'll listen to you," Charlie said.

"Man what the fuck makes y'all so sure?" I asked.

"Maine's right yo, how can he convince Butch to ease up on taking his cut outta our shit?" Ronnie said as he looked all them niggas over.

"Doesn't hurt to try," Isaiah said. "Shit it's the least he can do he not the one really suffering from them high ass cuts," he muttered.

I was going address his bitch ass but I knew Isaiah for a long time and throughout that time I learned this nigga love to be on some dumbass shit. He like to fight and debate about shit, I swear it's like he gets a thrill out of it.

"Well something needs to change shit, I'm tired of making sale after sale and that fat back ass bitch taking ninety percent every chance he get," George said.

"If Maine was running everything, shit would be split evenly," Damon said. "Hell Ronnie scary ass could even run shit." He added before laughing.

Ronnie mock-laughed making all of us laugh at both of them dumbass niggas. Though lately it seemed like them two niggas be at each other's throats with that shady shit. I guess they got some tension going on we don't know about. Yet.