Sydney and her crew are the youngest drug dealers in Miami, and they are all about money.
When one of her right hands, Nina, gets killed.. What happens then?
Will they find who did it or die trying?
See how they run streets of South Florida in t...
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Sydney POV
  Me and Guwop.. makin' super moves, Makin' stupid cash', Stack it through the roof.. You don't fuck with me, The feelings mutual.. I'll feel the same If I drove that Subaru...
 I sang along as a threw dollars at the stripper and tapped her ass couple times. I hit my blunt as I looked over the balcony at Carmen. We all was staring at her.
 After the stack ran out, I sat on the sofa. I grabbed the bottle of Ace of Spades as Melan and Priscilla sat next to me.
 "What da' lick read? Cause mi a lookin' at her down dere, only mek me wan' kill her rite fuckin' now, eh. Wit them las' season Louboutins and that fake ass mink." Priscilla say pointing down to Carmen and her lil friends, who was throwing a couple dusty dollars.
  "I feel you, but we can't disrespect Unc business like that. It's too much eyes in here." I said drinking out the bottle.
  "Well it's only three of them. Let's just take they stupid asses to the warehouse." Melan said hitting her blunt.
  "We gone go down there and circle them in and politely ask them to come with us." I smiled looking at them.
  "Aye!" I called to get the girls attention. When they looked my way, I motioned for them to come. They dismissed the strippers and came over.
 We told them the play and we went downstairs. Priscilla sat the bar.
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