𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍.

20

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"You think you can beat me, huh nigga?" Jah teased Rick as he dribbled the basketball in between his legs.

"Hell yeah," Rick said, eying the ball closely as sweat dripped down his temples. "I know I can."

This was their weekend routine when they weren't working for Boss or chilling with Shawn. The two would always meet up in the park, shoot a couple of hoops, hit on passing girls, then go home.

"Nah you can't!" Jah cockily yelled as he crossed Rick, causing him to fall on his ass. He watched angrily as Jah shot the ball into the hoop. He did a little dance and stuck his tongue out.

"Fuck you," Rick snapped, being a sore loser. "Yo' ass cheated."

"Nigga, I ain't cheat shit," Jah said as he extended his hand to help Rick up. "Stop being a sore loser with your cry baby ass."

"But these hoes love this cry dick," he joked, grabbing Jah's hand and standing back up on his two feet.

"I'm gonna tell Kit so she can get on yo' ass."

Rick dismissed him, waving his hand. "Shorty been getting on my goddamn nerves. I don't even care."

Jah chuckled. "Lemme go sit my black ass down somewhere, I'm hot as fuck."

Rick nodded his head in agreement and the two made their way over to a couple of steps and sat on them.

Jah took a sip out of his Gatorade and looked up and down the sidewalk. "Damn, I don't see no bitches."

"Yo' ass not looking right," Rick told him as he scanned the area for girls. His eyes then landed on a short, thick Dominican girl who was walking in their direction. "Nigga look!"

The woman was 5'3 with long, jet black hair that stopped above her ass, which was big, especially in the jeans she wore. Her breasts were large and sat on her chest at attention. She swayed her hips, showing off her voluptuous curves as she walked down the sidewalk, turning heads of many, including Jah and Rick.

"Oh shit," Jah mumbled. He was mesmerized by the gap she had in between her thighs. "She bad as fuck."

Rick bit down on his bottom lip. "I gotta snatch shorty."

Jah looked at him in confusion. "Nigga, you got a whole baby momma. I'm single. Give yo' homeboy a chance and stop being selfish."

"Fine," Rick grumbled.

Jah dapped him up and got up from the steps he was sitting on and made his way over to her. She continued walking but stopped as she noticed Jah walking directly towards her. She didn't know why the fuck this sweaty ass nigga was walking to her, so she immediately went into her MK bag and grabbed her pepper spray.

"Aye wassup ma?" Jah greeted once he was in front of her. Even up close, her features were more defined. She was extremely beautiful.

"I don't know who you are nigga, but I got pepper spray!" She blurted out, holding it up to his face, shakily. "Back the fuck up!"