Life In Rich City

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(Gino)

I'm Gino most people call me G I'm from Richmond Virginia, all so known as rich city or snitch city. My part of town is southside blackwell we like to call it the war zone, snitches and bitch niggas drop like flies around here.

I'm riding around my section scrap in my lap listening to boosie smoking perp checking on my trap houses making sure niggas on they job not slacking. I just wanted everybody to get money fuck these bitches and bitch as niggas. All the real hustlers was ready to re-up I had the shit inside my speaker box behind the two 15 inch kickers. I aint gone kick the well my niggas move shit faster than I can get it I aint big time but im making good money. I parked the old school on 22s it's a 1973 impala yeah I got a thing for cars but my little blood brother regg jumped in, me being me I but the pistol to his face, hold on clam down bra damn, regg said I lowered the scrap cursing him out for jumpin in my whip like he was crazy and he was. But regg was my right hand he always come through but he was tell me about a nigga that work for us and how he was talk down, hearing that pissed me all the way off I asked him where he was at, regg told me he was on 19th, so we road over there not worrying about who I had to make drop off to, and when we pulled up on 19th street like regg said he was right there we hoped out not pay any attention to him tell me not to drop him where he was standing, I walk up with regg behind me I approached him to ask him about what he said, of course like a bitch nigga he is he started to kick the well I hit him with a quick two piece with that biscuit on my hip he got up trying to cop pleads with me I pulled out the 40 that was on my hip and put one in his head leaving him where he was standing and walked straight back to my whip while watching the niggas that was already there walk off like aint nothing happened, like I said I'm from the war zone nigga it's killed or be killed

(Regg)

I hopped back in my brother whip regretting telling him dude was talking bad about him yeah I defended him and yeah I wanted to whip his ass but I thought he was going to just beat the fuck out him but I should've thought different cause it's the third time but fuck it, it's time to get this money. We drove back to the trap in silence nothing was said when we got their my big bra lil oz and Chris was outside talkin shit lil oz was 21, chris was the oldest he was 31, he was fucked up in the head, and I was 19, but we hoped out they seen us Gino was mad and me with a lost look on my face.

(Lil Oz)

Me and Chris seen these nigga get out the whip looking crazy in the face I ask what the fuck wrong with y'all niggas? lil regg shaking his head stopped beside me, G was mad as hell I ask what's wrong knowing him he wouldn't tell me anything when he's mad. I look at regg and asked what happened he said you will find out sooner or later, we shook our head knowing him and his temper.

(Chris)

This nigga always beating up niggas or killing them just cause they talking about him shidd he was ready to kill me his oldest blood brother cause I was a little short when I came to him to re-up but it aint my place to judge we all crazy as fuck but its all good as long as I make enough money to take care of my kids and house hold plus keep me fly with new whips I'm good fuck it.

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