Chapter 3: Ya dead Fred

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*Nicki POV
(Knock knock)
King: Who's that mommy

Nicki: I don't know. Let me go see. (Opens door)

Offset: Hey baby, witcho thick ass

Nicki: go to that diaper booty ass hoe. I mean u had a child with her the same exact time u had one with me.

Offset: Nick, that's in the past

Nicki: and right now I'm in the future.

Kenneth: Babe, who dat

Nicki: One second, Ken! Offset, you gotta go.

Offset: I ain't scared of that nigga

Nicki: Offset GO

Offset: Fuck him! (Walks in)

Nicki: Oml

Offset: (goes in Ken and nicki bedroom) so you that new nigga

Kenneth: Fuck boy back up I been to jail before

Offset: Yeah u have... For RAPE

Kenneth: (pulls out AK47)

Offset: (runs)

Nicki: (walk in bedroom) Sorry bout that

Kenneth: it's time for us to move to LA

Nicki: But I like it here in Miami

King: (walks in bedroom) so Mommy who was it

Nicki: it was your dad

King: How come u didn't let me see him?

Kenneth: King, you not gonna see your dad in a very long time

King: and I'm not gonna see you in a very long time either (looks at knife)

Nicki: King! Don't say that! Apologize!

King: NO! (Storms off)

Kenneth: he just need a good ol' ass whooping

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