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                   t's hideout/pov:

"thats not how you do business t!"

"you can get the fuck out tryna overpower my loudness"

"we missed a few customers because you decided to ask her if she could ship all the way to texas!"

"you act like you own the lady"

"you got mad when i took pandora in, but took the only co worker i had"

"aight mo damn. she here now"

"she's here now? seriously? you are unbelievable. "

"how much yall lost?"

"half a mil."

"you talking like you lost a lot. you can get that shit back in a day. "

"thats bad for business, raji. im already pissed off. im not in the mood. "

"who pissed in yo cereal?"

"well, for one, my daughter is avoiding me because she done went and got herself pregnant and me being the mom i am-"

"wait, what?"

"and were done!"

pan and toyota barged in.

"t?!"

"oh y-yeah. let me get you yo stuff."

"im exhausted"

"go rest for a few"

"what? just like that?"

"pan, go head for i change my mind."

"really toy?"

"what?"

"we missed a heap of customers yesterday!"

"you're not the only one i do business with monique."

"mo, i told you i had a proposition for you, you aint wanna take it. i know you got some rich buyers on yo hands. "

"and how is doing something for you gonna help me?"

"im paying you to get it done. all you gotta do is name yo price. i just need this shit to be gone. ima re-up on my supply next month, so i gotta get this up outta here. "

: wya?

"what you got?"

"green and a lil mo H"

"is it loaded and ready to be shipped?"

"yeah"

"ayo t!" mary called out.

"wassup?"

liar : work

"come here"

"aight. here go yo shit toyota, and mo just hit me tonight"

"okay"

"thank you" she rubbed my hand as she took the bag.

"watch out now"

"hmm or what?"

"this gay ass bitch" mo whispered.

"get her lil horny ass out my shit"

"T!"

"im coming"

"took you long enough. check this out"

pablo was at the mall with his girl and kids.

"happy lil family, aint it"

"what you want us to do?"

"just tell em to keep a eye on him until he ain't round his kids or bitch, hit me and ima come to yall. his boys gotta go too"

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