Niggas in St. Louis get shot at, beaten and stole from. Niggas just do what they need to survive in the streets so they can provide for their family, but Real Nigga Shit, how can you kill with no remorse? How can you steal without getting caught or...
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Same Night
Rakim
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I start smoking my blunt and start thinking of ways to get revenge on Kristen. I lick my lips and chuckle. I smoke my blunt til it was gone then got up to put on my cap and grabs my keys. I walk out the house and get in my car then start driving my whip. I turn on my radio and start bobbing to the music that's playing.
Kristen's House
I got out my car and start walking toward the door then bangs on the door. Kristen opens the door with a smile on her face.
"Hey, baby."
"Don't hey baby me. Fuck wrong with you?!" I mugged her while walking in her house.
She folds her arms, leaning against the closed door while laughing in my face.
"I don't see shit funny about the shit you just pulled."
"She had to know. I knew you wasn't going to tell her."
"Bitch, I told you to get an abortion. What happened to that?"
"Obviously, I didn't go." She rolled her eyes at me.
"Kris, don't get smart with me. I don't have time for your bullshit."
"Who is bullshitting cause I ain't?" She shrugged. "It's my body. I do what I want with it."
"I done told you I don't want a baby with you! That why I told you to abort it. I ain't helping you take care of it."
"That's fine. I'll find someone who will. A lot of these niggas like playing stepdaddy." She smirked.
"You are a crazy bitch, yo. How the fuck did you get my DNA?"
Kristin chuckles as she looks at him.
"A woman never tells her secrets."
This bitch think she slick. I snap on her and grabs her neck while mugging her.
"Look, I know yo ass plotted this shit, and you are not gonna get what you want out of this."
Kristen smirks as she looks at me while biting her lips.
"You're in my house, ain't you? Rocky, don't make this hard. You know I want you so why play to get?"
"Kris, I don't want you. Get that through yo thick head."
"Then why are you here?"
"To tell you this."
I lean toward her ear and whisper.
"I'm going to make your life a living hell."
"Roc, yo-"
"Shut up. My girl left me because of your pettiness."
