It's A Set Up

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Khaza (POV)

Call up Gary. Tell him we need a location on these niggas like yesterday. I grabbed a bottle of Henny and just started chugging it down.

Rah: Aye man we got this. Them niggas gone pay.

Khaza: I know we got this. But Ant's right they fucked his life up. The HIV gone still be there after this.

He knew there wasn't anything he could say that would make me stop thinking so much. But one things for sure is that I really wanted revenge.

We were all in the trap loading up guns waiting for the go. I had my Uzi SMG in hand imagining those muthafuckas dying.

Munchie: Ayo. Gary say they at the warhouse on Lenard St. They suppose to be getting a package in an hour. When you get to the gate say you have a package for Mr. Goldstien.

Great. We get to kill em and take some work home with us. We was gon call up everybody but just us bros gon handle this. This shit here just got real fucking personal. We only decided to bring along Freddie. He was the nerd of the bunch, but he'd make the perfect delivery guy. We loaded up in the van and rolled out.

Khaza: Let's get these punk bitches. If you see Quint don't kill him save his ass for later. I mean literally.

Rah: This for Ant man. And my nigga Andre.

He squeezed his ratchet and I already know what time it was for him.

Khaza: Aye Freddie don't fuck this up.

He just nodded his head. I always thought that nigga was a little off. Anyway, when he pulled up to the gate he did just as he was instructed to do. The gate opened and we all turned towards the van back door ready to die for this shit.

Ron: When we get out you get the hell outta here Freddie and park a few blocks away from here.

As soon as the door opened Ron stabbed the nigga in the neck and again in the stomach. We hopped out like some army niggas and shot at anybody we saw. I saw that bitch ass nigga Don watching from the room he was in. I sent a shot up his way and he took off running. I went a different route to meet him halfway and shot him in the knees.

Don: Its you muthafuckas again. What the hell do you want.

Khaza: Where is Quint?

Don: The hell should I know. How do you know Quint?

He looked at me with wide eyes and started laughing.

Don: That nigga set me up.

I was confused as hell. I blasted Don up and finished up with these other niggas. When the spot was clear we all gathered up.

Ron: I aint see Quint nowhere.

Rah: Shid me neither.

Killa: Yea man something aint right. And where's the package that was suppose to come?

Munchie: Fuck man Gary said them niggas was here.

I was tryna fucking think. Did he know we were coming tonight?

Khaza: I think he knew we were coming tonight.

Ron: How?

I didn't say nothing becuz I already knew who did it. It was Freddie bitch ass. I tried to call but he wasn't answering.

Khaza: Lets get the fuck outta here it's a set up.

Just when we was about to dip 2 black SUVs pulled up. They hopped out blasting at us. About time somebody gave us a challenge tonight. We was ducking and diving behind cars. I was able to kill of two of the niggas. I saw Killa going up closer so I ran over to make sure nun happen to him. We both shot the car up and after a few more rounds it blew up. Everybody came out from behind the cars and let bullets rang into every last one of em. One after another falling to the ground. When everybody was dealt with we took the other SUV but ditched it. I called Jada to come get us.

Quint (POV)

I smiled to myself. Tonight was the night I had Khaza killed and Don of course I never liked him anyway. The package he was waiting on had already been hijacked a few minutes before Khaza and his gang showed up. So I had work already out there on the streets being distributed. I got a phone call and it was my bitch Freddie.

Freddie: They got away.

The smirk on my face faded away. How in the fuck did they get away. It was the perfect set up. I was pissed the hell off. WEAK ASS NIGGAS. I hung up in his face. Now them niggas gonna come for me. I thought about leaving town but that'll make me look weak. I laughed to myself becuz I have nothing to worry about. My next plan was about to go into affect.

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