What is Love?

4.

"Aight, I'll see what I can do..... You do that shit, and you'll fa eva be broke.... Hell you mean? I give yo ass enough for my baby, and my baby only, I ain't gotta provide shit fa yo ungrateful ass, don't you work?..... Take my ass to court if you want to, I got all the receipts fa everything I ever bought him, try me..... Try all you want to, matter fact let's do that shit, and since you brought this shit up, let's get this DNA test too..... I'll pay fa it, I got money, remember?.... nah, I'm gettin this test, fuck outta here, and you betta hope that's my damn baby too!" my nigga, Loco, yelled into the phone as I walked into the trap.

"What's poppin?" I dapped him up.

"Baby mama drama, be glad yeen gotta deal wit that shit" he stated as he wiped his hands down his face. "Oh shit! My bad dawg, forgot about yo lil situation. Just be glad she ain't a money hungry thot." he clarified.

"Nah, you straight, she wouldn't have been like that anyway, shawty worked fa hers. But when it come to these hoes, a nigga stay strapped up, and if they allergic to the rubber, I ain't fuckin wit em. These hoes dirty outchea, and I ain't even gettin top unless I'm strapped up."

"Damn, word?"

"Hell yeah, that nigga Steelo got some head from that hoe, Becky, and ended up wit a disease."

"How you know?" he asked like he was worried or sum, hope he ain't hit that bitch.

"Yeen ran into him lately?"

"Nah."

"When you do, he'll let you know. Stay away from these doe knob hoes." I remember when Rel told me that shit, I was confused as shit, but she eventually told me what that was, and I been on guard since.

"The fuck is that?"

"Them hoes that let everybody get a turn. Think about the doe knob on the front doe, everybody in this bitch turn it, and just like that, Becky let everybody get a turn to smash."

"Gotcha, fam. But what's up fa today?"

"We gotta meet up wit this new foreign plug, said he got that A1."

"Foreign? Whatchu mean?"

"Nigga I don't know! That thick ass accent that man had, could be African, could be Jamaican, could be from some otha island, might eem be French, so like I said, FOREIGN!" I said, niggas ain't learned yet, when I say 'foreign' ion know where the hell the nigga from, damn sure ain't the states tho. Shit! I need a blunt, and I ain't got nobody to keep em rolled fa me no more.

I heard a lighter, and looked at Loco, so this nigga holdin out? Ion give a fuck, ion share my blunts wit nobody except Rel no moe, and she the reason I'm like this.

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"Why yall do that?" she asked wit ha face scrunched up.

"Do what?" I asked after passing the blunt to Steelo.

"Smoke afta each otha" ha Cali livin ass was startin to sound like she was from NOLA.

I shrugged. "Ion really know ma, why?"

"Seem kinda gay, to me" she said like she ain't care she was sittin in a room fulla street niggas.

"What?!?! I ain't gay, and why the fuck you say some shit like that?" I was mad as fuck, I beats that kitty up damn near daily, and she tryna play me fa somebody lil bitch.

"Calm ya nuts, I'm just sayin. Yall all sharing the same blunt, after somebody sealed it wit they spit, so basically yall kissin each otha. Yo lips touch it, and you pass it off, and then his lips touch it and he pass to the next nigga, and keeps goin." Damn, shawty was right, ain't no way in hell I'm ever sharin a blunt again. The rest of these niggas was too high to realize what she just said, they had already smoke 4 befoe we got here, and they only paid attention to me when I had the blunt or was bout to receive it.

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I walked into my office to get some shit straight wit the business and to roll me a few. Tomorrow is money countin day, and if I come up even a dollar short, niggas gon be losin fingers. I don't play bout my green, and all these niggas gettin paid damn good, especially the ones who been here since day 1. If they'on like they pay, then I hope they like they casket, ungrateful niggas ain't nothin but unloyal niggas, and loyalty is everything ta me when it come to this shit.

I got a few narcotic cops and a lawyer on payroll, and ion even too much trust the cops, look how easy it was fa me to get them on payroll, dem niggas turned on they city fa a quick buck, so I limit on how much I tell them. If some shit go down, they get enough info to try and prevent this case from goin too far into the system. As far as the lawyer, whenever we need him, he on go and ready to get this shit ova wit, the most any of us has had to serve was 2 years wit him on board. I was lookin at 20 ta life fa one case, this nigga got me down to 20 months, he ain't goin no damn whea, he the best lawyer in NOLA and only work fa my team. That right there proves his loyalty, and my niggas ain't neva gotta worry about gettin a lawyer, we can call this man at 3 in da mornin and he dere no later than 4 a.m.

Sometimes, I do wish to be wit Rel and the baby, and not have ta worry about lookin ova my shoulda all the time and shit, but I fucked up and I gotta live wit it. My biggest regret is lettin ha leave, but we'll see each otha soon, I just know it.

But enough of all this sap shit, time to get this day started.

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Adonis a.k.a. Ghost in multimedia