A year after the incident at Solar, I finally brought out my last album titled Str8 off tha streetz of Muthaphukkin Compton. I havn't talked to Dre since that night until today. Ren and I were in the studio working on the last song on my album called Tha Muthaphukkin Real until Dre showed up. I looked of shocked came over Cube, Yella, and Ren's faces. But I wasn't fazed by his presence. It's been a long time since the five of us was in the studio together.
"Fuck you doin here?" I said to him
"I wanted to talk to you"
"Last time we tried to talk you set me up" I said keeping my cool but deep down inside I was angry.
"Look man I'm sorry...I couldn't bring out no records without them forms being signed" he said looking at the ground
"So what the fuck you here for now? You got them signed"
"I want to leave Death Row...Suge is to controllng and Pac thinks the same thing"
"Oh so you just think you can come up in Ruthless and think I'ma be open arms with yo ass after Dre Day? after getting my ass beat? after Mercedes crying tears begging me not to kill Suge? FUCK YOU!" I said standing up
"EAZY I'M TRYNA CLEAR THIS SHIT UP MAN" he said raising his voice at me
"NAH YOU BURNED BRIDGES OVER HERE BITCH!" I said with anger coming over me
"EAZY MAN COME ON !"
"FUCK YOU!" I said pulling out my gun and putting it to his head
Dre put his hands up as I saw the fear on his face. I felt satisfaction watching fear come over him. I had enough of him and Suge all that bullshit I went through just for this bitch to come crawling back. Fuck Dre
"YO EAZY BE COO MAN" i heard Yella say
"GIVE ME ONE REASON WHY I SHOULDN'T PULL THIS TRIGGER!?" I said to Dre and ignoring Yella
"It's not worth losing Ruthless man" he said with fear in his voice.
With my anger boiling I punched him in the face with my gun making him fall to the floor.I got on top of him giving him blow after blow to his face. Yella, Ren, and Cube didn't stop me either. They knew what was up. All the pain and anger from that night went into Dre's body as I punched and kicked him. I was whooping his ass so much that I didn't even notice the blood gushing from his mouth and nose. My fist were covered in Dre's blood.I wanted him to feel how I felt that night. I wasn't going to kill him I wanted him to live. Live with the guilt of setting me up. Live with the guilt of trying to cross me. I wanted him to suffer for all this.
"Eazy...EAZY THAT'S ENOUGH MAN ! HE HAD ENOUGH!" said Yella pulling me off Dre
Dre laid on the floor with his whole face swollen and blood gushing out his mouth.
"GET THE FUCK OUT !" I yelled at him.
He crawled towards the door groaning in pain. Yella and Cube helped Dre up off the floor and threw him out. My blood was still boiling inside. As my breathing started to calm down.
"DAMNNNNNNN MY NIGGA A SAVAGE!" Yelled Ren
"FUCK DRE" I said sitting down on the black leather couch.
Cube and Yella returned I started to calm down until I heard two gun shots outside. We all ran outside to find something that shocked all of us. In front of Ruthless, Dre laid on the pavement shot dead in the head with Mercedes standing over him with smoke coming from her silver 9 milli.
"Nah you go to hell Dre" she said blowing the smoke from her gun.
We all looked in horror as we saw the blood leave from Dre's body on to the concrete.
"That punk muthafucka had it coming" she said putting her gun back in her purse. "I had a bullet for his ass the minute he called you talkin about can we talk you dead now nigga! That's what happens when you cross my man!" She said kicking the body with her converse.
"What the fuck we goin do now?" Said Cube still sunned by the lifeless Dre
"I tell you what the fuck we goin do we goin take this body and get rid of it ! Put him in the trunk" she said lighting up her blunt
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A Compton Story Book 1
FanfictionBeing in Compton wasn't the easiest thing for me but until I got that shot of success it all changed. I became big. I started buy things that no average muthafucka in Compton could afford. I was living the good life until I was wrapped up in women...