Këntrëll
"Fuck that shit is we bouta hit tha block or what?" I asked
"We waiting on sheyaa" Bryson said
"Say mayne fuck that bitch nigga!"
Soon as I said that he walked in all sweaty and shit, now a nigga don't even wanna hit tha block wit his stinking ass
"Fuck who?"
He said it all serious like that was gone change some Ima still light his shit up
"Ya heard meh" I said lifting up my semi automatic
"Yo ass kno you not a shooter" he chuckled pushing tha gun out my hand
"Right talking about hitting the block" Taymor said
"Ain't you like 16?"
"Shut up bitch" he spat pistol whipping bryson
Nothing new these niggas always fightin, I think they fucking and Bryson just don't want nobody to know
"Like You ain't 16 too whore" Tay spats
"Kentrell"
"Stop talking to meh dickhead"
I seen his jaw tighten, I'm waiting foe him to spazz he always does it
"So you wanted to hit the block huh?"
I looked over at sheyya hittin a blunt while loading his guns, why he ain't spazz?
"Isn't that what I said?"
"Yea But I'm asking you again nigga" he said staring at me
"I said yuh that's what I wanna do damn"
"Bett"
He puts tha rest of his blunt in tha ashtray, throwing my shoes at me
"Damn bitch"
"Watch yo mouth"
"WaTCh yA MOutH" I mocked putting on my shoes
I looked up expecting to get slapped but he was already at tha doe. Hmpt that's some new
"We gone Bryson!" sheyya yelled
"Aight take care of kentrell small ass"
"Ian small bitch!"
I stormed to tha car, everybody always think I'm too small and I can't handle myself but Ian 16 nomo and ima show them that
"Open this damn doe bitch"
And boom they was open, sheyya got some up His sleeve he normally ain't this calm when I talk shit
I hopped in and slammed tha doe that most definitely gone piss him off
"Don't slam my doors kentrell"
What tha fuck? He ain't yell or nothing? He gotta be high?
