Eazy E Imagines (Fanfic)

Dope man (Imagine Part 1)

I finished putting my hair in a ponytail as my best friend bubby approached me. "Wassup". He said giving me dap. "Nun much". I say leaning back on his car. "Aye....wassup with that bud"? I ask. "Man I ain't got shit, my dope man don't fuck with Crenshaw no more". He said sitting on the trunk of the car. "Damn so we ain't got no source now"?.

Bubby: I ain't say all that...eazy be up there now..

Tone: eazy as in Eric? That crazy mf?

Bubby: Hell yeah, why you think I ain't been up there yet.

Tone: damn...but I need some fade man...

Bubby: You can go up there if you want to, but that nigga beat up two niggaz for not paying on time; I'm not fucking wit it..

Tone: Man.....Imma go, I ain't had shit in two days that's too fuckin' long; see you later bub.

Bubby: good luck toni

He said unsure, I gave him dap and tucked my money into my back pocket and walked down crenshaw; I saw the dope man aka Eric leaning against a white BMW as a the neighborhood crackhead approached him. "He-hey Eric". He said erratically scratching his body. "Aye watchu want now, I told you not to come back unless you had some money for me". Eric said holding one fist in the other hand. "I-i know.....but I just need something for now, i-i'll get cha money". The druggie continued. "Nah take yo ass on" Eric said looking at him. "Awee, come on eri-.

Before he could finish Eric punched him to the ground. "Now go get my money". He said leaning back on the car again. After seeing that I wasn't too sure about going up to him, I was about to turn around, but before I could his eyes met mine and he would not stop staring. I continued to walk towards him. "Hey" he says with a smirk. "Hey" I say nervously.

Eric: Girl you too fine to be walking around here all alone, whatchu need".

I got a little closer and lowered my voice.

Tone: I need some bud.

Eric: huh?

Tone: some bud, Eric.

"You smoke" he asked. "A little" I say looking away, even tho that was a lie; I'm a fuckin stoner and I was getting more and more irritated by the sober second.

Tone: can u just give me some, and I don't want none of that shit you got that fuckin crackhead on I just wanna get fucked up a lil and go to work the next day ight?

Eric: ight damn

He took out a round bag the size of the 50¢ coin and put his hand out. "25" he says looking me in my eyes. "Ight". I say going in my back pocket, I felt my heart stop due to the emptiness of my pocket. "Oh shit" I think to myself, he gone think I'm fuckin around; what do I do?

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