Right Through My Thug Love

'You Owe Me'

~Kashmir~

This bitch made niggah, Jamaal, thought he was gone get away nope; this niggah owe me money. And I want my motherfucking money now, or he owes me his life! Me and some of my thugs planned to bust in his house, and take back what he owed me. We were just outside his house in a black Tahoe, waiting to make a move.

"Let's go get my money, niggahs!", I said; referring to the niggahs in the car with me. We hopped out with our guns in tow, just in case we had to put them into some use. We ran up to the door, and I bust the door down.

~Star~

I heard a loud bang come from up the stairs, hoping and praying that whoever it was was coming for me.

~Jamaal~

I was in the kitchen, getting all of the utensils that I was going to use on Star ass, when I heard my front door bust open. Damn, the could of at least knocked! I walked into the living room, only to be hit in the head with a butt of a gun.

"Shit!", I hissed. I looked up, and fear came over my face; from the bold face I was seeing.

~Kashmir~

I hit that niggah in the head with the butt of my AK, making him fall to floor; blood gushing from his open wound.

"Where the fuck is my money, niggah?", I asked; putting my gun to his temple.

"I-I don't have it right now, b-but I'll give it to you later", he stuttered; fear in his eyes.

"Nope niggah, you owe me; so I want my motherfucking money right motherfucking now!", I said; putting my index finger on the trigger.

"O-okay, follow me", he cried; getting up from the floor stumbling. Pussy ass niggah! I continued to hold my gun to the back of his head, just in case his ass tried some dumb shit. He lead me and my crew to the basement, where he had a fine but beating up broad taped up to a chair.

"The fuck niggah, did you do that shit to her?", I asked him. A niggah is never suppose to put they hands on a female, no matter what the fuck she do; my mama taught me well. He turned around with dried blood running down his face, with an evil glare in his eyes.

"And she pregnant too?", I asked; becoming furious.

"Have your way with her hoe ass, bitch pussy ain't even ripe no way", he said; pointing to the whimpering girl.

"That's that shit I don't like!", I said; shooting him in his left foot. He cried out in pain.

"Let her go", I ordered. He hopped on his right foot, rushing to untape her.

"Hurry the fuck up, niggah!", I yelled.

~Star~

I can't believe that this bitch made niggah, Jamaal, was trying to let niggahs fuck me! But, I was happy when the handsome thug told Jamaal to untape me. As soon as Jamaal got done unwrapping me, I kicked him right in the balls; causing him to fall to the floor in tears.

"Niggah, you gone let some niggahs take advantage of me while I'm pregnant with your baby; the fuck? I hope they kill your trifling ass! Oh, and by the way; his safe number is 62914", I said; walking out of the basement like the boss bitch I am.

"Wait a minute shawty!", the thug that shot Jamaal in the foot yelled after me.

"Huh?".

"You owe me", he said; looking into my eyes.

"Owe you what?", I asked; confused.

"Where yo headed to?", he asked; not answering my question.

"I have nowhere to go, so I guess I'm just going to roam the streets until day break", I said; looking down embarrassed.

"You can come with me, I'll take great care of you and your child", he said; rubbing my belly. Just that one touch sent chills down my back.

~ Kashmir~

I don't know what I was thinking. I think my game was off. Shit, I can't let these hoes make me soft! I'm still going to let shawty stay with me until she gets back on her feet.

"Come on, them niggahs can walk back to the trap", I said; grabbing her hand. We walked out with our hands intertwined.