Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson, better known by his stage name YG, is an American hip hop recording artist, has been shot. Yg was reportedly shot Friday morning (June 12) in Los Angeles.
According to TMZ, the West Coast rapper was shot "three times in the hip" at 1:45 a.m. PT at a recording studio in Studio City.
There aren't any details about the shooter as of yet, nor the status of YG's condition.
**
YG .
"Mane turn that shit off already". I sighed laying down, as my cousin hit the power button on the TV.
" I can't believe this man, who the fuck did this shit". I had just got out of surgery, and my cousin Ty; who's like a brother to me was here. This hit the news and social media so quick, my phone had been going off non-stop.
"Man, I don't know. We gone get them niggas though, the word out on the streets already bro so don't even worry. We got you, but just for right now lay low you feel me".
"Lay low?! Fuck you mean, I'm not staying low I'm going after that nigga. Have the homies be aware of this shit. Make sure y'all on every street and hit up 110th. I bet them niggas down there can give us some information ". My cousin nodded his head staring at me, I couldn't move much because they had me hooked up to these machines.
" If this what you want to do my nigga I got you, I'll let the guys know".
The room went silent, and my phone went off.
" Hello?"
"Aye G' you won't believe this shit".
"What? Kev, what happened my nigga."
"I think we getting closer to the nigga who shot you ". My cousin came closer to the phone, and I put it on speaker.
" What y'all got?".
"Man, you don't want to hear this, but one of these niggas a rat I'm trying figure out who but so far that's all I got ". I paused, I had so many things just going on in my mind I can't believe that someone I fuck with set me up.
"Kev how you find this out?". My cousin said.
"I went back to the studio, and I just kept thinking how this just don't add up. How the fuck someone find our location and get the code to gate. Then I thought back to when they rushed Bone in with the gun up to him, them niggas was already in the yard, somebody a rat".
I started thinking and what Kev was saying I started to believe it, one of these niggas really set me up. A million things raced through my mind on who the fuck could've did this shit.
" Ight Bet hit me if you hear anything else ". I told Kev.
" Yeah, you already know". I hung up and started to take the tubes out my arm I had to get out of this hospital I couldn't stay in here any longer.
"G' what you doing man ". I ignored Ty and put on my jeans that was all bloody and had the hole from the bullet in them, I grabbed my shoes putting them on slowly walking out as if nothing was wrong. This shit hurt like crazy but I to get things done. Ty was looking at me crazy, but he knew already what time I was on, so he followed and helped me walk out before the doctor came back and that's when my phone had rung again.
*********
TO BE CONTINUED 😇
Yg story first time doing something like this tell me if its good. My goal for this book is to get 1M readers ❤ thank you #StillBrazy
YOU ARE READING
Who Shot Me
Short Story• Fiction • || Living This Music Life ain't easy especially when you from the streets of Bompton mixing music and the hood life together ain't a good mix. You see look where this shit got me, but no matter how hard things try to get in my way Ima a...
