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July 1996:
Justine
'Death Row....West Coast at its finest.....West Coast at its finest.' Tupac shouted 'Yo', we represent y'all to the fullest, we represent for the west coast to the fullest....no doubt....we be representin' for y'all, and we bringing it to another level......nigga shot me five times, came out of jail and sold five million'
Oh boy....here we go, Pac ranting again....might as well get me some popcorn because this gon' be long!
'Them niggas can't fuck with us!' He cursed out 'that fat fuck only sold two million-'
My eyes went wide when I knew he was referring to Biggie!
'He a half of a New York rapping on this shit I fucked his bitch sold five million-Death Row style....westsssidee' he sang out as someone said baby and Snoop coming near to me on the stage
His ass better not be talking bout Faith or we gon' have some words up in this bitch afterwards.
'That's how we do it and you know the playas are on the west side fuck that Peace shit, I ain't even tryna make peace.....Fuck em all' he said as I grew tired of him cursing out as I went to sit on one of the seats on stage 'Playas on this side, niggas playing our gangsta shit but we fucking real.'
'Every nigga we know got strikes and shit' he said walking about the stage knowing that this ain't gonna end well 'Every nigga ok the road got cases......Even the females. Jerrell got cases, everybody on the road got problems with the motherfucking law.'
Now here we go.....
'Fat motherfucking Biggie came in on gang tryna the cross a nigga....Make a song called L.A. L.A.... then niggas don't know, I gang play in L.A.' He ranted out even more as continued to walk all over the stage 'Stupid fucks....that's why we dropped why we dropped it....so don't think a nigga be tripping, we just tryna represent for y'all to the fullest....when they say something to us, we mash they ass like we did Biggie, see that nigga quiet as a fucking church mouse. Drop M.A.F.I.A, that nigga quiet as fuck, he ain't got shit to say....he wife pregnant waiting like an unexpecting Father not knowing who the baby is....the world don't know I used a rubber so it ain't mine'
Everyone was cheering him on while I sat there with the straightest face fixed on me. I wasn't sure if he was referring to some other bitch but I had a good feeling that he was talking bout Faith.
'I'll tell you straight, I ain't wanna fuck that fat bitch no way....but you know that the secret to war he my enemy so she looked Aight' Pac Said as my eyes went wide as I knew he was definitely talking bout Faith
My body was boiling with anger in me as I literally wanted to go up on stage and slap the taste out of his mouth. How you wanna be talking how you love women and you ain't disrespect them but come and embarrass Faith out there.....Really?.....she ain't even any girl though, she used to be friends with him and they had a fling, now she move on with Biggie and because you and him have beef, you wanna put her in as well like she did shit to do you. And the fact he ain't even think to say to himself, mind choice of words because that's Justine's girl, no....he wanna blurt out every single shit out there about her.
I ain't even just Faith, his Biggie and his whole crew. Reasons why they motherfucking quiet because they ass ain't got time to be wasting their energy cussing yo' ass 24/7.....like if you ain't like em, why make more trouble by trying to find something bad to talk about them. Yeah they did shit too but it half as bad as the shit you did.
'Where you going?' Snoop tapped me on my leg as I got up
'Imma chill out backstage for a bit' I said to him as I was eager to express my anger on breaking shit
'Yo gon be alright?' He asked
'Imma be fine Snoop' I said with certainty when I know damn well I ain't
........
I got back to the hotel and saw a load of hoes just piled up in the most raunchiest outfits ever.....like damn, but some clothes on, I ain't everyday skin out season.
I rushed passed the amount of girls in my way as I felt hands touch my legs and ass. I stopped in my tracks and gave them the dirtiest look ever.
'I ain't in the mood for yo' shit....one of you bitches touch me, you would wish you weren't in this room to begin with' I shouted as I threatened each and every one of them
Damn I'm changing my clothes into something comfy because these hoes must think I'm one of them.
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The Aftermath
FanfictionThis book is a follow on from 'Fallin 4 u'. This is basically about what happens after DeVante and Justine break of the engagement. From a bestfriend, to someone you try to avoid for yours and their safety turns out wrong but gets better in the lon...
