Chapter 6

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Two Weeks Later

"What the hell is a 64?" one of the guys from H.B.O asked

"Yeah and what's gankin?"  Eazy and I shared a look, then turned back to these idiots

"A 64 is a 1964 impala, and gankin is the same thing as taking but it sounds better." Shea explained

"This don't make no sense. We can't sing this shit." One of them said

"Right and who gives a fuck about Compton anyway?" They said then started laughing and I stepped in

"Y'all niggas do realize your in Compton?" I said and they shut up

"Right." I said

"Do y'all have anything else to say?" Dre asked them and they stayed quiet

"No? then just do the lyrics." Dre finished then they just looked at each other then dropped the headphones and walked out of the booth

"Fuck this Jerri curl bullshit." They said and I shook my head

"Bye don't let the door hit you in ass on your way out." I said, I was tired of these niggas and  their fucked up attitude

"Fuck you bitch." One of them said to me then O'Shea stepped up

"Fuck you nigga just cause you wearing that kangoo don't make you L.L Cool J." Shea said stepping to him and pushing me behind him. Then Dre and Yella stood, and I saw Eazy out the corner of my eye hold the Hennessy bottle. H.B.O looked around then I guess they realized they were about to get they asses whooped so they left

"Well I guess that's it." Eazy said sitting back down on the couch

"Fuck." Dre said

"I held up my end of the deal Dre, I put the money up. So where the talent?" He said and then we all just stood there looking stupid because there was nothing to say. H.B.O were assholes but they were the only group we had ready

"Why don't you do it E?" Dre spoke up and I almost laughed

"Because I'm not a rapper. Theres your rapper." He said pointing to O'Shea

"Man I told you I'm already in a group Jinx and them would kill me if I did something without them."

"You wasting your time with Jinx and the backyard bunch." Eazy responded

"Come on E just try it. What can it hurt?" I said

"You first." He said and I rolled my eyes

"Think about it E this song is about you I don't know nobody else that drives a 64." I said then look at Dre who nodded, then at O'Shea who said

"I don't even have a car." He said but Eazy just shook his head

"No Im the Barry Gordie of this shit, find some talent then we'll talk."

"Alright Barry but it's your money." I said

"You'll just be out of $500 it's up to you." Dre said

"And you ain't doin nothin'." O'Shea

"Come on for real you kinda being a ho right now Eric." I said and the guys laughed as Eazy glared at me  he sighed

"Alright I'll do just to show y'all muthafuckas it's gonna be whack." He said and I took the Hennessy from him

"Just come on Barry." I said and he walked into the booth. Dre closed the door and turned the lights down

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