Pen not Pencil ass

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Song: Gucci Gang Remix by Joyner Lucas.

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Chris and Ant were currently chilling by Ant's spot. "Yo Ant, you know how we can make some quick and fast corn".

"How my nigga"? Ant actually now decided to listen to what Chris had to say cause he needed some cash. "Well ya see, my boy Carlos has this uncle, who has this son who lives next too this nigga who washes this other nigga car." Chris was rambling knowing good and well he was pissing Ant off.

" Yo Chris get to the damn point." Ant screamed loudly.

"Well this nigga named Pen back in town and he need some niggas to satisfy his needs or some shit like that". Chris sighed replaying his words and hearing his mistake.

"Satisfy what needs nigga, you needa tell him Jesus promised to give us all our needs and he don't need no nigga for that. And I ain bout to be no bitch for no nigga , I knew you were a bit off with your fruity with the loops headass.

Oh my God you saw me naked before; nigga get the fuck out my house. Go satisfy his needs by yourself". Anthony said being dead ass serious inching further
away from Chris.

"Yo calm down" Chris said walking closer to Ant. "Yoo stay the fuck away from me ...RAAPEE" Ant said with hot tears streaming down his face.

"Boy if you dont shut your dumb ass up dont no body want your scrawny ass with your Crimson chin headass. Im not gay God didnt waste a blessing like this to like men. I was made to satisfy women and besides that; i meant he want us to work for him." Chris said grinning and laughing at me.

"Then nigga why you had to word it like that; almost gave a nigga a heartattack". Ant said. "My bad man but for real though lets check the job out".

"Aight but if i gatta kill anybody im out". Ant said remembering his hatred towards gun violence.

"Aight he gave me his adress if we wanna consider it so lets pull up". Anthony agreed with him so he could find out more about this job.

They hopped in Chris's 2012 Honda and drived for about 20 minutes while bumping to J.Cole's FYEO album.

"Yo J.Cole is underestimated as a rapper like deadass, he spits facts in his raps, these niggas needa boss up and get with it". Chris said, while Ant sighed because he heard this speech over and over by Chris every time they listened to Cole.

"Yo shutup my favorite part on...One day yo daddy called me told me had a funny feeling what he been dealing with lately he wasnt telling I tried to pick his brain still he wasnt revealing but I could feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was chilling he said Jermaine". Ant rapped getting gassed up. "Yo shut up you cant rap if J.cole was here he'd slap the shit out you messing up his song".

They finally pulled up to a white two story house that looked homey on the outside but very familiar to Ant be just couldnt remember why.

On the inside it was something totally different, there was a conveyer belt pushing out whatever was in the small little baggie. Women walked around in their bra and panties with 5 inch stilettos. And the scent of weed couldnt be missed.

"Oh hell nah the devil is a lieee" Chris said turning around to walk back out the house. Ant pulled him by his collar and slapped him." Nigga get yo ass together, I think I been here before just hold on lets see what this nigga Pencil is up to".

"Its Pen not Pencil ass" a different voice spoke behind him. They turned around startled by the voice. "Oh my bad" Ant said remembering his face from somewhere; he was positive he knew him from somewhere he just couldnt remember for shit.

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