James POV
Man I can't believe she kissed another nigga in front of me and then disrespect me like dat talkin shit. I just put my bags in my room and changed into my swimmin trunks and slides. I ain't need no shirt shit its Miami. I grabbed my room key and went down to the beach. When I got there these three females was standin there lookin at me. Two of em was iight but the one in the middle was BAD. This what I ain't understand. All these females be throwin it at me yet I'm hung up on Toya ass. Man fuck dat she ain't tryna give a nigga a chance then I got females who will. "Hay lil shawty whats yo name." "Dashawna whats yours." "James." "Well James its a party tonight at club KOD and I want you to come." "Iight ma I'll slide through. See if ya'll get turnt up down here in Miami." "Oh we stay turnt up." "Iight I see you." "So we finna be chillin here fa a lil while befo we get ready. You wanna chill." "Iight lil shawty I got time." We hung on the beach fa about three hours and I was really feelin Dashawna. "Iight we gotta go get ready meet us at the club in like two hours and give the bouncer ya name then meet us in VIP." "Oh ya'll rollin like dat. I see you." "Bye." "Bye." I walked back to the hotel not even thinkin bout Latoya and ready fa the club. Ya boy bout to TURN UP.
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Life As A Killa (UNDER EXTREME EDITORIAL CONSTRUCTION)
Acak"I killed nobody that didn't deserve killing. In all of these here killings there was no alternative. You couldn't call them cold-blooded killings.....It was either my life or theirs." ...
