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Quincy

I was sitting in the passenger seat of the black SUV Shawn got waiting for the signal to get out

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I was sitting in the passenger seat of the black SUV Shawn got waiting for the signal to get out. Unexpectedly after I told Ish and em about what I heard Joe had made a move. That night I didn't go home I handled business an' tried to set up a plan to off this nigga before he got me or one of my people. Sure enough, the nigga was lettin people kno his plans to kill me an' take everything I had. As expected the people he had on his corner started runnin they mouth bout it an' it got back to me.

In all honestly, I didn't kno what possessed him to move so stupidly. Although the situation turned out the way it did I was glad I dropped that nigga. Everyone in his circle was untrustworthy even towards him. Immediately when they got hold of his agenda one of niggas passed down the information to T.

Earlier that day...

"Before I say anything I just wanna let you kno I ain't no snitch" Winskey stood before T scratching his entire body viciously.

Twisting his face up T stepped back.
"Man, you high or somethin? What you keep touching yaself for? Flicking shit off you nigga move" He ignored him trying to step around him.

"T you gotta listen to me man" He went to touch his arm but T immediately turned around scolding him already feeling like he was a little too close for comfort.

"Get to talkin bro I ain't got all day"

"Joe planning to send some niggas out for y'all tonight downtown. He know y'all gone be at the warehouse so he got niggas sliding through lighting it up" Jerking his head back he was confused about what Winskey was talking bout. Last time he checked they were partners so he was shocked to hear this.

"Winskey what the hell you talking about. We work wit him and so do you. Fuck you mean he got niggas after our head"

"Yo-you don't know?" He stuttered looking around nervously as they were outside on the corner.
"Q dropped him. He's pissed so he ready to murk all y'all asses. Everything he had has been dying down as soon Q walked out the door. Niggas must have got word that they weren't fucking with each other no more so they not tryna give him any product. He's angry dude" Finally processing what was going on T became alert. Although Q didn't go around telling everybody he cut ties with Joe, Joe did. He never expected such bad outcomes to come of him not working with Quincy anymore. He had already in less than 24 hours started getting overlooked by people he once got supply's from.

As stated before Quincy was a highly respected man in the game down in Cali and New Orleans. If you didn't know his face you knew his name. Once news got out about there falling out people immediately saw no use in still fucking with Joe. His name held no weight so people saw no use in even attempting to keep him around. Only reason they worked with him in the first place was because of Q so when he left they all did as well. Joe was too much of a suspected target anyways. The pigs had been on his ass for years and nobody wanted to be involved with that. Q thought smart and knew if he started business with him just in case the feds raided his shit since Joe was already a suspect he would be taken down and he knew the rules so he damn sure wouldn't have snitched.

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