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"Ard yo, yall niggas on some dumb shit, i'm bouta be on my way", i semi yelled into my phone, while receiving head from this lil shawty Naomi.
What me and her had was nothing serious, just sex. I never even kissed the girl before. That just aint me i dont go around kissing any bitch. These bitches be nasty, and i just dont trust what they do with they mouth.
I pulled Naomi head away, by her hair, "I gotta run, ma"
"But i aint done yet daddy", she said.
I hopped up pulling my underwear and jeans up, "I know, its some shit i gotta handle real quick". I said to her while she stood up wiping the corners of her mouth.
"Whatever you gotta do, cant be more important then bussing this nut boo, plus i aint even get mine"
"We'll handle that later, ill hit you when im done doing what i gotta do." I said.
"You know imma be with my boyfriend later Gucci"
"Listen that seem like something real personal, ma" i said walking out the door.
I looked back at the doorway as i walked to my car, to see her standing there rolling her eyes, looking like a sad ass puppy. Just that right there reminded me i needed to cut her off after today, cause she acting a lil too clingy for me. Im not even sure why, when she knew from the jump i wasn't on that type time and she got a nigga. But i guess that whats happens when you get ya pussy kilt on the regular. I laughed to myself as i started my engine.
I made my way to the trap, to see what was so important that these dumb ass niggas couldn't handle on their own. I swear these niggas like my sons, they asses always calling me to fix some shit.
As i rode through the streets of Philly, i decided to keep my windows rolled up cause i aint feel like no communication with these niggas today. They most likely know its me by my car, even though i always switch my shit up. I mean it aint that many Bentley's, Audi's, Ranges, and etc, rolling through the city.
Im not even the tyoe on nigga to brag honestly, but i mean it when i say my name hold weight in my city, your city, your mom city, shit no matter where, Gucci got niggas shook.
I pulled up to the trap, seeing a bunch of niggas and females standing outside with cups, bottles and weed, like it was a damn party. That shit instantly pissed me off, these niggas knew i didnt run my shit like this. This how niggas get booked, trynna put on a fuck shit show, for muh'fuckas.
I turned the corner, fast asf, hearing my tires screech. I was going around the back cause i dont never park my car in the font. Once i got to the back of the house, i turned the car off and hopped out walking over to the back door. I put my key in the door, only to find out this shit was unlocked. Which only made me madder. "What fuck are these niggas doing, they on some dumb shit" i said to myself, turning the knob.
