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"If you don't quit— quit touchin' me!" Nahmir says snatching Manny's hand away from his twisted locks, "All y'all about to get on my nerves; I just came back and you all up on a nigga."
MANNY—
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Everyone had crowded the couch once he came back from the studio. Everywhere he went in the house, they given him sorrowful looks. Nahmir began to think he needed his own house.
"Why y'all looking at me like that?" Nahmir sat on the edge of the couch, the feeling of uncomfort creeping up his spine.
"Uh..." Jay trailed, "we have bad news." JAY—
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Though, Cordae couldn't wait any longer, "This is long overdue, but a member of our crew died. We just now finding out today. We were told he was caught lackin' and a rival had their part with him."
CORDAE—
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