E.X.I.T 22, a very successful multi-platinum 4 member girl group gets dropped from their label Interscope Records due to constant fighting , and altercations in public. E.X.I.T 22 begins to lose hope after just about every major label has denied the...
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"Yo De! Slow the fuck down!" I yelled. This nigga was going at least 80 on the highway, zipping between cars like a mad man.
"Yeah nigga I like my life!" JoJo added.
"Bruh what the fuck even happened?!" K-Ci asked.
"That nigga Earl is the one who did that shit to her face," he half assed explained.
"Earl? You talkin bout her Ex Earl? DMX?"
"Naaw the other Earl, yes nigga what other Earl do we know about?" he snapped in frustration. Bro is just angry so I'll let it slide.
"What?! How the hell did he find her?"
"Hell if I know! But what I do know is that this shit was a set up. Tremaine bitch ass left her right before it happened. So that nigga had to be in on it, ain't no way that shit was just coincidental. Izzy got a big ass target on her back fuckin around with this goon," he shook his head before getting off the exit and making a right.
"Yoooo this nigga X crazy as a bitch! He got the bodyguard in on it?! For what maan? Izzy probably one of the sweetest girls I done ever met, and yall know females don't be nice to my ass," K-Ci shook his head. He's right, her and Xina are the nicer more down to earth girls of the group. You gotta be a crazy or a hatin muthafucka to have any beef with them. Just knowing Izzy in the short amount of time that I have, she would literally give the shirt off her back for anybody so, it's real unfortunate to see her like this. Honestly, I'm glad my big bro is handling this shit, and I'm even happier to be right beside him helping out. Mama raised us right. We would never put our hands on a woman.
"So where we even goin?" JoJo asked, leaning up from the back seat so he could hear DeVante.
"Def Jam's studio, that's his label..."
"De, is he even there?"
"Ion know, but fuck it. Imma find this muthafucka whether he's there or not. Now stop askin so many damn questions," DeVante hoffed in annoyance. A few moments later we pulled up to the front of the building and quickly got out.
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