A Thug's Family ( Editing )

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Life's a game but its not fair - Rihanna

Zari in the media.

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"Come on Taylor, cause obviously this bitch don't want us here I'm not bout to beg her ass." Tre spat getting mad as he turned around and began walking down the steps of his auntie's house.

"Where we gone go ? I'm not sleeping on no park bench and I'm hungry." Taylor complained following her older brother.

"Shut the fuck up and stop fucking complaining all the damn time. Just follow me and keep your mouth shut." Tre snapped and she got quiet. They had no place to go and nobody to turn to, he damn show wasn't about to have him or his sister sleep in the streets so he turned to the one person he knew would care, Zay.

He knocked on the door and waited for somebody to answer.

"What's up Eli." Tre spoke once he opened the door. "Uh, I was wondering if me and my sister could stay for a couple days ?" Tre asked standing behind his front door.

"Nigga you know you don't even have to ask. I heard what happened, and I sorry for your loss." Eli said letting them in.

"Thanks E." Tre smiled slightly. Taylor walked to Zari's room because she knew that's where she'd be sleeping.

"Aye E, you know a nigga name Zyir ?" Tre asked out of curiosity.
"Yeah, I know that fuck nigga. Why What's up?" Eli questioned.

"No reason." He shrugged.

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Zyir walked into the trap and seen niggas putting in work. He had naked bitches bagging cocaine, and other niggas bagging weed and other drugs he had. After expanding his business and teaming up with the Mexicans Zyir felt like he'd soon be back up top again.

"I just brought a damn lot and I got niggas out there building the strip club." Black said going into the office and putting his feet on Zyir's desk.

"Bitch get them shits off my fucking desk, the fuck you got goin' on." Zyir snapped pushing Blacks feet down.

"Shut your bitch ass up nigga. Let's not forget I'm the older brother" Black stated standing up. He didn't come here to stay all day he had a bad bitch waiting for him at her house.

"What you want ?" Zyir asked.

"I'm here to tell you that I brought the lot for the sprit club, and Malik, you and Don need to go handle that shipment now." Black responded shrugging.

"Nigga I know that. I'm waiting for them right now." Zyir said leaning back in his chair.

"You couldn't call to tell me that ?" Zyir added.

"Yeah I could of but I was already out and I don't have my phone on me. Any more questions dad ?" Black joked laughing at his own joke.

"You talked to him since we found out ?" Zyir asked curiously.

"Not really I don't wanna get close to him then he die you know. But I heard his treatment been working and his cancer is slowly going away." Black answered truthfully. They was never close to their father, he was never home, he was always taking care of his daughter from another women. Now that he got cancer he comes crawling back to their moms, who does that ?