Kingz & Queenz

Nikki Thomas

"DIE BITCHES"

My main niggas Nijoua, Jamitre, Rashaad, Khalil, and Trigger came in blasting shit shooting muthafuckas thru they chest. It was war. The TBGz a weak ass crew. They even got they own turf taken away from them. I tried to be nice and let these bitches move work for me and they go and steal? I learned a valuable lesson. In about 5 minutes my crew had all of em dead on the floor. Omar tried to run thru the back but Trigger caught his ass. They left Omar just for me. He was looking panicked. I loved this game.

Nikki: "Yall muthafuckas thought yall could get away with my money. And then try to hide?!!"

I walk over and kick Omar in his ugly ass face. I press my heel in his back and he screams with blood spitting out his mouth.

Omar:" Ahhh! please. I didn't wanna do it the GDz made me they were gonna kill my family. "

Nikki: "Try again muthafucka." I dig deeper in his back and I feel my heel tearing thru his skin. I hear Khalil to the side snickering and I give him the evil eye. "You wanna be next nigga?"

Khalil:" Nah. Chill out Nikki."

Nikki:" Then shut the fuck up before I make dinner outta you nigga." He immediately get a straight face. He know not to fuck with me when Im in killa mode.I turn back to Omar.

Nikki:" You know what they do to thieves Omar? They cut they fingers off. But considering that you knew fucking better. I'll take hands." He gets wide eyed.

Omar:" No!No! Please. Please."

Nikki:" How many hands raise up is how many I take from you. Do you like that game? Good. Lets play. Show of hands if you feel this muthafucka should die?" Nijoua, Rashaad, Khalil, Trigger, and Jamitre all raised their hands.

Nikki:" Aw Omar. You only have 2 hands. But you have 2 feet, 2 legs, 2 arms, and a head. Pick 5 out of your 8 choices."

Omar:" Nikki please I swear I won't do it again. " He crying hard as fuck right now. Snot falling everywhere. He looks so pathetic and I love it.

Nikki:"Bitch that wasn't a option. I said pick." I can see anger now. He knows aint no way out of this shit. He starts cursing and screaming at the top of his lungs.

Omar:" AAAHHH! FUCK YOU! YOU FUCKING BITCH. COME ON!!

I shake my head at his stupidness. He could've had it so much easier.

Nikki:" Wrong answer. Round him up boys."

He starts looking around confused. I walk off heading for the door but turn back to Omar.

Nikki:"You'll be my play toy for the week." I smile so bright and put my shades back on listening to his tantrum and cursing."

Omar:" IM GONE KILL YOU BITCH! YOU BETTER HOPE YOU KILL ME FIRST."

I laugh. Just a minute ago I coulda made him my bitch. Torturing this wanna be gangsta ass nigga is gonna be fun.

I stop and look at some dead nigga looking at his lifeless eyes. I bend down and take out my knife and cut thru his chest where his bullet hole was and stick my finger in and write the word "Payback" across the floor with his blood and lick it off my finger when Im done. Just a Lil message for any other muthafucka who think stealing from me is acceptable. I could be a crazy bitch at times but you wouldn't notice from first impressions. I'm a nice caramel color. Nice slim and thick body. Full long hair and hunky eyes. Yes its real. I have full puckered lips. I stand at 5'7 and weight 148 Ibs. But I'm not to be fucked with. The gang that just bust in running shit was my gang. We claim the name "Street Mob" and we been owning that shit.

Im still admiring my work on the floor. Then I hear Nijoua shouting.

Nijoua:" JACK POT! YO COME CHECK THIS."

I walk over towards the stash of money and kilos of dope hidden behind the walls.

Nikki: "Tear this bitch down and get every single damn thing. Lets hurry and get the fuck up out of here."