Book ll of Brooklyn (Chyraq)
Enjoy!"Brooklyn throw the bag!"
I looked down at Khahil from the top of the building. We had just finished stealing a hundred thousand worth of drugs from a small empire in Manhattan. They didnt even do anything to us we were just crazy. I threw the bag down and ran to the stairs. My boy Izzy was right behind me as we ran down the steps. We headed to the van where Khalil was sitting on the bag of drugs and Quan was in the driver seat.
"Where's Tre?" I ask.
"He still in the building." Quan said.
"For what?" I ask.
"He trynna get some more drugs."
"Dumbass." I said.
All of a sudden we heard sirens.
"Yo guys its the police." Quan said.
"Leave his ass. He always trynna one up me anyways." I said.
Quan was about to hit the gas until he saw Tre come out walking with a bag over his shoulder and a grin on his face.
"Aye man hurry the fuck up. Nobody got to be waiting on you." Izzy yelled.
Tre got in and Quan speed off. As soon as he got in I punched him in the face. He glared at me.
"Brooklyn that hitting shit gonna have your ass fucked up." Tre said.
"I don't give a fuck. You gonna get us killed."
He looked at me and laughed, but I didn't think shit was funny.
"How much?" Khalil ask.
"Five hundred grand." he said.
I sucked my teeth.
"What was the point of asking me to come when you just gonna one up me." I ask.
"Because baby we a team and by you riding with a nigga you made us six hundred grande instead of five hundred grande."
"But you said the plan was to get a hundred grande! I could of got more."
He smiled at me.
"I know baby." He said leaning over and giving me small kiss on the neck.
I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever. " I said pushing him off me." Yall need to hurry up cause I got a class at two."
"Man Brooklyn you and this college shit is not gonna work out." Khalil said.
I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Mother fucker I'm going to get my education. You shouldn't even be talking because you know your ass supposed to be home with Aaliyah and your four year old son!"
He glared.
"I got mines." He said.
"Yeah okay check again with me when your dead." I said.
I love Khalil but he really need to get his shit together especially if he want to be serious with being a dad.
"Man just shut the fuck up." he said getting annoyed."
I know Aaliayah has told Khalil to quit, but who can quit the game. I know I was surly addicted. It have been just because it's in my blood.
We pulled up to the Trap mansion. I still love to refer to the trap as that. Once we got in all hell broke lose.
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Chy'Raq
Ficção AdolescenteFinishing college can hard but running a drug empire can be harder. Brooklyn is doing everything she can to keep her fathers legacy going. With the help of Tre her boyfriend and also a powerful drug lord she's able to accomplish those task but some...