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

Chapter 26: Jasmine Robson

Eazy

"Prisoner like a hostage yo you should've covered your head like an  ostrich. Deep in the dirt cause you's a sucker and ass so high so I can kick the motherfucker."

Ren was rapping in the booth. Since Cube decided he thought he could just leave us hanging we got a little something for him to show that N.W.A don't need his ass. The song is called Real Niggas.

"See that's the shit I'm talking about," I ranted. "That shit right there. Fuck that nigga Cube."

"You right E his ass deserves this," Dre agreed. "We need to throw in another verse though."

"We would have another already if somebody would pick up a pencil and fucking write." I looked back at T.

"Nigga you can side eye me all you want, I'm not gonna diss him," she protested. "He didn't do nothing to us. You starting something that doesn't need to be started."

"His shit is the hottest shit out right now," Dre said.

"So? Okay he's good. That don't matter. Dissing him ain't gonna remove his songs from the charts. And believe me after he hears it he's gonna come right back with something harder than what y'all can handle."

"Man whatever," Dre dismissed.

"T I know you two are like besties for the resties or whatever but," I placed my hands on her shoulders and she glared at me, "can you just write another verse?"

"I don't want any part of it." She brushed my hands off and exited the studio.

Tamera

I went to the bathroom and pulled out my phone dialed Cube's number. It rang before he answered.

"Yo," he said.

"Wassup homeboy?" I said.

"Hey T. How you been?"

"I'm still alive so pretty good. How bout you?"

"I'm aight. I got a movie coming our soon."

"Nigga since when are you an actor?"

"I don't know, it just happened."

"Well damn that's cool." I took a pause before speaking again. "There's something I got to tell you."

"Uh oh. Who'd you kill?"

"No one. The boys plan on dissing you in our new album."

"What? Dissing me?"

"Yeah. I told them not to but they won't listen to me."

"T that's crazy. They wouldn't do that."

"They are. I don't want anything to do with it cause its dumb. I just thought I should prepare you."

"Okay, if that's what they wanna do then let them do it. I'm real curious of what they got to say. But uh look, I gotta go."

"Congrats on the baby, you and Kim are gonna be parents."

"Thanks. I just know it's gonna be a boy."

"Of course, little O'Shea Jr."

"Later T."

"Bye."

I hung up then exited the bathroom. As I walked to the studio I noticed someone walking down the hallway that looked familiar. My eyes widen in shock so I rushed back in the room.