STRAIGHT OUTTA SOUTH CENTRAL (Eazy-E & N.W.A Story)

Chapter 24: Something New

1990

"And want to buy this cute ass baby crib Eric," Tracy said over the phone.

"I know," I said getting irritated.

"So you gonna give me the money or what? You are taking care of this baby whether you like it or not."

"Bitch how many times do I have to say I'm gonna be there? Chill the fuck out getting an attitude."

"Nigga it ain't my fault you dumped me for no damn reason. But I don't care, yo dick is small anyway."

"Hmm, you wasn't saying that shit when you was begging me to come over last night so I could hit it from behind."

"Ugh, you wasting my time."

"I ain't the one who called."

"Bye Eric." She hung up.

"Stupid bitch," I mumbled.

I turned around and I saw Ren and Yella walking towards me. I was standing outside of Ruthless talking Tracy about this baby that she's having. Yeah, I'm the father.

"Sup E," Ren said.

"Hey man," I replied.

"Is everyone here?" Yella asked.

"No T ain't here yet."

"Damn where she at?"

"Who knows."

As soon as those flew out my mouth an all black lowrider speeds into the parking lot. It parked in it's spot then started doing hydraulic tricks. The front bounced up and down then stopped after a while. The car turned off then the door opened, the person who stepped out surprised the hell outta me.

"T?" Me and boys said in unison.

"Wassup niggas?" She said. "Like my ride?"

"Damn girl when'd you get this?" Yella asked touching the hood.

"Today. I love it."

"Damn T what year is it?" Ren asked.

"1963 I think. It ain't like yours E."

"Shit it looks good T, I'm in love with it."

"Thanks," she said adjusting the locs on her face. "What's up with you E? You looked pissed off."

"It's just Tracy man. She won't stop bugging me."

"Aw she still want you back. I don't see why though, look at you."

Ren and Yella laughed, I glared at her.

"Nigga chill I'm just playing."

"I don't know what to do about her. Her ass need to leave me alone."

"Just tell her you're gay."

I glared at her again, Ren and Yella were laughing harder.

"What? Bad joke?" I nodded. "Hater. They think it's funny."

"They are dumbasses."

"Hey!" Ren and Yella said in unison.

Inside Ruthless we stood outside the the recording room and heard some different music playing, Dre was already working on our shit. Yeah, we got another album coming out called 100 Miles And Runnin. Hopefully it's bigger than Straight Outta Compton, mostly because we ain't got Cube's ass in the group no more. It's still good with just the five of us though.

"So y'all ready to start?" Ren asked.

"Yeah," T said. "Get in there boy."

He chuckled then grabbed the notebook from T's hands that had lyrics on them.