"Nigga u said u had a crib. Not no fukkin apartment in the projects!" Yelled Keyshawn.
"Nigga u ain't even got a place so shut de fuck up," said Traderrius. "It look like all y'all niggas took a bath, good. And y'all wearin sum nice. Remember what I told u bout my bi"- CRAAAACK!!!
"Da hell was that!?" Yelled Stephon.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!" Someone screamed. It was a scream to show a sign of rape.
"That sound like Laquisha. She getting raped! Thank god I got a glock in my rari."
"But where the ferari at doe?"
"Nigga shut up! Take one. We gon go in there n kill dem mufukas! LETS GOOO!" They shot at the burglars. It look like Laquisha was laughin instead of yelling. She was watching Wild n Out.
"PERRIS, NATE! WAT DA FUK YALL BASTARDS WANT FROM ME NOW!!!!" Traderrius was mad as hell. His face was as red as some red bottoms or some red Octobers.
"We heard that u had some biches come over. So we wanted to hit that puhh," said Perris.
"U ain't gon get no pussy with yo lil smeat."
"Haha he said u got a smeat," laughed Nate.
"Nate u can't be talkin u get done in five minutes," said Perris.
"Look I'm getting tired of y'all asses robbing me constantly. Next time u do it Ima call swat team. Y'all niggas need to chill with that shit."
"Who dem behind u?"
"Oh. This Stephon, Keyshawn, and Corterrius."
"They all look like crackheads😂," said Perris n Nate.
"Y'all can't be talkin cuz y'all the main crackheads in dis bich!"
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DA 6 CRACKHEADS
FantasyThis story is about a group of crackheads who cause havoc in downtown Birmingham and does the best to be rich.