"Time to wake up and get this money niggas" Said Glocc, to his lazy ass juvenal delinquents. It was only 5 in the morning but that didn't faze Glocc, Not when it came to money. Glocc was all about stacking his bread. No matter what it took. Everybody who know Glocc knew he had a couple of bodies on his name and that didn't faze him. When it came to getting bread it took watever. He got the name Glocc when he was a kid he always played wit the Glock 40s his uncle & dad kept wit them at all times. Glocc started young. At the age of 14 he was slaggin rocks. Bout time he was 18 he knew the system well. At the age of only 26 he had dodge a couple bullets & popped a couple himself. "Wake the fuck up bitch niggas" he says again this time more inforcingly kicking the youngest of the group Chaz, only 17 he had been through things that had changed him forever! "Man tf you want at 5 o'clock in the a.m. blood." "This money blood" waking up A'mir and Javon from there deepest sleep. A'mir the oldest had the lease amount of common sense! 20 yr old A'mir was always dumb, but not when it came to robbing, he had had that down pack. Javon 18 was the smartest, quiet, most devious person ever. He might be quiet but he sure knows a thing or two about murder. After an hour of getting ready the boys where ready to grind. The boys lived in the very quite trifflen apartments of the projects on 3rd street!
