Cam sat in his rang rover, head lights off around three in the morning. He had been looking at the niggas who wanted to try and take his streets away from him.
They had just loaded five bricks in there trap and a shit load of weed.
Once a hour went by Cam slid out his car, and went next to a open window to listen to how many people was in the trap house.
Nigga 1:"we getting this money famo. I don't knoe who the nigga trap we hit , but his ass gone be sad once he see his work gone."
Nigga 2:"Hell yeah..ima be sure to kill his crew and him tomorrow night."
Cam was tired of hearing the bullshit these two punk ass niggas was talking. He waste no time breaking down the door and shooting them both in the head twice. He looked at the work wanting to take it, but knowing he needed to move around before the police showed up. He ran to his car started it , but said, "fuck it I need all that."
He ran back and forth to his car ten times loading up the dope and the weed the niggas might had been stupid, but the weight they had was very high quality. He sped off with the taste of revenge.on his lips. Which was sweet as candy.
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