True To The Game

Betrayal

Beezy (POV)

Me and Quint sitting at my crib smoking on some gas. I was running it with him about the game. And he was telling me how I gotta get down and dirty.

Beezy: Man I already know how the game go.

He squeezed my dick and I jumped.

Quint: Bet you didn't know it went like this.

Beezy: Aha Ight man. What's the next move?

Quint: Khaza.

My expression changed.

Beezy: What about him?

Quint: As you know we have unfinished business. And I need you to help me get the perfect opportunity to get rid of them niggas for good.

Beezy: Aaah I don't know man. I haven't really been around them like talking about lately. Plus I've known Khaza for years I can't turn on him like that.

Quint: If they really fucked with you how come they haven't told you that Andre's dead.

Beezy: What? Andre isn't dead

Quint: Yes he is. Died from a drug overdose.

Beezy: And how do you know this?

Quint: The streets know everything man. The thing is Khaza obviously isn't giving a fuck about you.

Beezy: Who said that he didn't?

Quint: Well do you think he does?

I thought about it. Come to think he hasn't been answering my calls. I'm running low on work and he just seemed like he abandoning me since that whole incident with me and Rah. I didn't even answer Quint. I was too busy thinking would Khaza really just drop me like that.

Quint: We can take over these streets Beezy and you know that. But Khaza and them will be real big problem that we gotta get rid of.

Beezy: Sooo. That's what this about. You getting back at Khaza.

Quint: Yea and no. I actually enjoy you. And think we can really make something big happen.

I just sat there and thought about it. If nobody got me I got me. And Khaza not feeding me like he use to. I gotta get it on my own now.