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The Get Back | 6

October 1993

| Harlem, NYC |

"Nah Nigga" Tony said as he chewed his food. "We Gon go out tonight and fuck with the bitches at the tunnel tonight"

We were sitting In Tony crib eating Chinese food, typical hood nigga shit. It was a night off from making moves on the block. Remember when a nigga aint even have two fucking nickels to rub together and those little niggas Los and Bizz was laughing at me cause I had no wheels?

I'm making a fucking killing now. This crack shit is easy. Like taking pussy from a bitch, and I was getting plenty of that. I was fucking around with my sister friend, Leyanne.

She bad as hell and she gave good head too. I think she falling for a nigga like me, but she need to be with someone like a doctor, a lawyer or some shit. I don't think I'm ever settle down... at least not with her.

"Yo...you got soy sauce nigga?" Quan asked as he dug looked down in the plastic bag, sucking his teeth.

"Nah B, they never put it in there...always doing that shit", I say as I twisted my mouth to the side

"Yoo... fuck the soy sauce nigga...I'm tryna see some bitches tonight and yall niggas crying about fucking soy sauce?" Tony said as he banged the table. "We going out fuck that"

I Shook my head as I put a spoonful of chicken fried rice into my mouth. This nigga Tony always wanted to be out, being a hype ass nigga, flashing his money, pouring champagne on the bitches in the club and fucking niggas bitches.

"Nigga, we gonna sit here and eat this food and shut the fuck up", I laughed with a mouth full of rice as I ripped open a packet of duck sauce, putting it on my fried chicken wings.

"Word son, you always wanna be in the mix" Quan shook his head while wiping his hands with the napkin.

"Alright...bet nigga..." Tony said as he wiped his hands on his jeans. "five bands put em up nigga, you make this paper ball into the trash we stay inside like some lil niggas..."

I side-viewed Tony, "This nigga playing man" I laughed as I head nodded towards Quan. "Keep ya lunch money nigga, I don't wanna make you cry in your own crib"

"Penny Pinching nigga" Tony laughed as he smacked on some rice

He continued as he looked at me, "Nigga, you big money grip, right? You wanna stay inside and stare at Quan instead of fucking around with the bitches or you scared that you aint gonna make the mothafucka?" Tony smirked as he balled up the brown, greasy paper bag and placing it on the table.

"Yoo" Quan said in his raspy voice, "Just shoot the paper ball to shut this nigga the fuck up man"

"Come on nigga...you really wanna do this?" I laughed as I pick the paper ball up and crumbling it more.

"Yeah...come on Cas...you played ball in high school right ...look Quan, I'm bout to take this nigga bread real quick", Tony teased as he swung his fork around in his hand and laughing deviously.

I smirked as I pulled out a stack of money that was held together by two rubber bands, placing it on the table. Anything to shut this nigga the fuck up

"It's on nigga, waddup?" I said with a smirk on my face.

"Come one E...Big money E nigga" Tony screamed as he clapped his hands, trying to distract me.

I held the paper ball up as Tony started making noise, trying to distract me. I smiled as I tossed the paper ball across the room and it landed in the trash can. I smirked as I slid the money off the table and waved it in front of his face.