Yn Pov
Blasting the radio
The boys : I'm from the bottom of the bottom, check your sources, baby
I'm a war baby, but I can't divorce the paper
I'm a hood nigga that turned rich so I got Dior's latest And you know I gotta stick to my roots, I still rock Jordans, baby
It was hell in the projects, I survived the storm Got brothers in the sky, they die 'fore they born I know the worst conditions make a champion Look at my ice froze like a mannequin I'm underwater like I'm swimming and panicking Body bags zipped up like a laminate Only solution for the opps is to stay inside How your niggas say they rock, but they don't slide?
The girls : Cause we was hopping out in broad day Serving fiends in the hallway Promethazine 'til the morning
Hope I don't wake up tomorrow We was the type of niggas that would rob the robbers
I'ma make the choppa sing like la-di-da-da-da (La-da, la-da)
The choppa sing like la-di-da-da-da
Survived in the trenches, I'm a war baby
I had to slide on the sliders that ain't normal, baby
The boys : Like the mob ties in Houston we got rag ties I pray the Lord forgive me the day that I got baptized 'Cause I'ma clutch the sticky every time a car passing by
I don't wanna be Ricky or another victim of homicide 'Cause I know the soul never dies
I make the chrome-chrome fly
Bitch, I'm a wave, Roll Tide
Bullets at your face, bow tie
My persona done got her tongue tied
I was taught that a legend never dies
When it's time gotta let the lead fly
'Cause I'm a war-war-war baby
Post-traumatic stress I know the war changed me
Had to bend back but they could never break me had to slide
Girls : We was hopping out in broad day
Serving fiends in the hallway
Promethazine 'til the morning
Hope I don't wake up tomorrow
We was the type of niggas that would rob the robbers
I'ma make the choppa sing like la-di-da-da-da (La-da, la-da)
The choppa sing like la-di-da-da-da
Survived in the trenches I'm a war baby
I had to slide on the sliders that ain't normal baby, yeah
Everyone : Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoaMe : whew We was lit
Keke: We will see how lit we gone be when we find out what the boss wants from us *rolls eyes*
Me: keke I'm pretty sure it's nothing we can't handle
Ty'anna : yeah keke we probably doing inventory real quick
Ashley and keke : why you gone say a stupid thing like that you know that's a beginner job . Plus our parents gco
Jay: Aye Ty'anna gets it now go see wtf the boss wantsBoss office
Boss : ladies I need you to keep an eye on the streets we don't got time for anyone doing anything on our territory because ---
Me: is this why you called us here for you made it seem like it was some emergency like some happen To our parents "house" . Man we was already 5 steps ahead of you we was scooping these dudes out but got a call that almost got us caught up .
Kingz: Killa chill before you black out and do something you ain't gone remember. Tink Ace you guys go take her to her room before she kill someone .Tink Ace and Killa left
Kings Pov
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Thug Loving
Teen FictionHello guys I'm Nakeya Bell formerly known as ladykaayy who has written My kidnapper and Thug Loving and this is the remake of it with the same characters and same plot I know I left off with a little suspense but I'm back and hopefully I'm better at...