A Hustler is somebody who works aggressively and determinedly, especially to advance his or her career or status. (A) Someone who hides his/her true skills to strike when the stakes are at their highest. (B) Informal go-getter, live wire. A shrewd o...
They letting da animal out his cage , da Devil outta hell , da Yungin' outta jail.
August laced up his Jordans before standing up off the bed he laid in for the pass two years. His niggas Breeze and Cj brought him some clothes to change into a couple days ago.
They're da only ones who knew he was getting out today since he's being released two months early.
He wanted to surprise da streets dat hes finally being released. Keep everything on da low and moving in silence. But most importantly he wanted to surprise his future wife and kids. What makes it even better is dat it's Samir birthday.
August couldn't wait to get out this hell hole.
Jail has him changed a lot , in a good and bad way. He appreciates his freedom more, his family more , and life period. But it also made him colder , more ruthless , and hungry for revenge.
Over the past two years August has been thinking about the whole Shoota , Trigga , and Mike thing.
Shoota wasn't smart enough to be da leader , Michael wasn't strong enough , and Trigga had too much regret in his eyes for him to be the brains behind everything. So there has to be a four person , da one dat really wanted Mel and him dead.
And August was gonna rest until he found out who it was and kill'em because until dat day comes he wasn't safe and neither was his family.
August POV
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Stepping out da gate of hell da only thing a nigga could do was smile.
It felt good to be free.
"Aye there he go !!!!" I heard a familiar voice yell.
Looking in the distance I saw Breeze and Cj in a full blown sprint coming towards me. I instantly dropped my bag preparing myself for these dumb niggas.
Once they were close enough these fools both hugged man.
"Fuck off me niggas. Dis ain't no group hugging shit. With yall gay asses."
They still didn't move. All I could do was laugh throwing my arms over they shoulders.
A few seconds passed both they pulled away but Breeze turned his back to me.
"How you go from hugging a nigga to ignoring him." I shoved him in his back.
Then I heard him sniffling.
"I know yo ass ain't crying Chris."
"Nah man my eyes just sweating."
Cj and I busted out laughing as I patted him in the back.
"Its cool bruh I miss you too."
Wiping his face , he turned around to me dabbing me up.
