In Love With A Street Nigga

Chapter 13

I had just got out the shower when I saw that my phone was lit up. I picked it up to see that Christina ass had finally text me back; She finally agreed to talk to me. Her and her friends were going to a hookah lounge so she told me meet her there. I knew my nigga Santana wanted to talk to her homegirl so I decided to text my niggas and told them to come through I decided to make this a group thing. I put on a fresh pair of black Levi jeans with a red Polo shirt and my black Polo boots. I brushed my teeth and put in my twenty carrat gold bottom piece grill before brushing my wavy hair and leaving the bathroom. As usual I made sure my gun was loaded and grabbed a wad of money out of my safe. "Hello" I answered my phone. "Aye nigga we outside" I pulled out in my all black corvette burning rubber down the street.

We pulled up infront of the club and let the valet park our cars. I walked in and was instantly surrouded by clouds of smoke some people was just blowin on the regular hookah oils and some people was blowin on that real shit. The place was nice and pretty chill. As we made our way though the club, I spotted Christina and her girls sitting at a table in the corner. It was a few niggas over there in they face but that was about to change in a minute..."Wussup" I said now standing infront of them. They looked up at us; she was about to say something until one of these fuck niggas opened they mouth. "Nigga dont yawl see us chillen with them?" ol boy spat at me. I chuckled this nigga really had some balls I thought to myself. I just walked in this bitch and already I was gone have to beat somebody ass. "First off my nigga, I wasnt even talking to yo pussy ass. And secondly I suggest you and yo homies raise yawl asses up if you know whats good for you" I said now getting a little heated. He looked at me, looked at him homies, and then looked back at me before he stood up with a smirk on his face. "Ima let you niggas have these hoes...but you might wanna stay on yo toes while you in this hoe" he hissed before him and his entourage pushed past us. I wasnt stuntin nothing that bitch ass nigga was saying. If he come for me he better pray he come hard. I turned my attention back to the girls. "Aight so we gone try this again...wussup?" I said to them as we took a seat around the table next to them. "Nothing we chillen...wussup with yawl" one of her friends said giggling. "shidddd we chillen too" Santana answered for us all. "hmmmm iight thanks for saving us though them niggas was thirsty AF" she said making them all laugh. I looked at Christina and nudged her. "Nigga dont bump me" she said rolling her eyes. I chuckled outloud "girl stop tryna act hard I said putting my arm around her shoulder. Introuduce us to yo friends rudeness" She smacked her lips and then turned to her friends. "This is Lailah" she pointed to the one with blonde hair "and this is Maliyah" she pointed to the one with the red hair "and Im Christina". We all nodded our heads and said wussup to them before I turned to my niggas and started to introduce them. "Aight well, this right here is my nigga Santana I pointed next to me, thats my nigga Issac, thats my nigga Juelz, thats my nigga Tony, and thats my nigga Mark and of course yawl know my sexy ass Razell" I said going around the circle. Everybody laughed before shaking hands. "Nigga it aint nothing sexy about you" she laughed. "That aint what you was saying last night though" I shot back making everybody errupt in laughter. Her mouth was hanging wide open and she punched me in my arm making everybody laugh even harder. "Whatever nigga you wish you could get with me" she said standing up. Of course all my instigating ass homies had to say something. She laughed before she attempted to walk off but I grabbed her arm. "Where you going?" she smirked at me, "To go meet me man" "Oh well tell that nigga I said wussup and Ima rock his ass when I see him." "Boy Im going to the restroom keep calm" she giggled and yanked her arm away as she walked away from the table. I watched her hips sway as she moved across the club to the restroom. She was looking sexy as usual in her cream colored mini dress and heels. I noticed she wasnt wearing any weave either she had some pretty ass curly hair...well I think its hers; either way I liked the way it looked on her. "Ima go to the bar and order a bottle you ladies want anything in particular?" I asked standing up. "Yea a long Island Ice Tea and Two Blue Motherfuckers" Maliyah answered I guess ordering for them all.

I manuvered through the club towards the bar. "Can you send a bottle of peach Ciroc, Hypnotic, a Long Island iced tea, and two Blue Motherfuckers over to that corner table in the back? Its three girls and six niggas" I said to the cute bartender. "You got it sexy she purred in my ear. I left her a five hundred dollar tip and started back toward the table. I was half way there when some clumsy ass nigga bumped into me spilling his drink on my shoes. "Damn my nigga watch..." I was mid sentence when I felt something cold on the back of my head. Any hustler any street nigga know what the fuck that feeling is. I chuckled to myself because I already knew it was that lame ass nigga from earlier. I seen his pussy ass mugging me on my way to the bar. "I told yo bitch ass to stay on yo toes while you was in here" he hissed from behind me. I chuckled again this dude really thought he was doing something. "My nigga you might as well gone and put that gun up because you not gone shoot me and if you do, I promise you not gone make it out this bitch alive" I said as I continued walking. I heard the gun cock and for some reason that set me off. I whipped around Glock 45 pointed to his face. We stood in the middle of the club guns pointed at one another. "I just told yo muthafuckin ass to shoot me if you was gone do it!" I hissed at him looking dead in his eyes. "You a pussy boy my nigga you dont wont these problems, Im trying to give you the benefit of the doubt" "You better listen to him he trying to help you..you do not want these problems" Christina said holding a 9 to the back of his head. Where the fuck did she come from I thought to myself looking at her; I didnt even see her walk up nor did I see a gun on her earlier. I pulled out my phone and called Santana. "Ayye yawl get the girls and meet us outside" "Whats the problem?" he asked. "Nothing just that bitch nigga from earlier decided to put a gun to my head" I laughed in the phone. "Where the fuck you at? Where Christina? he asked now concerned" "Oh shidddd we right here in the middle of the club she got a gun to the back of his head and I got mines to the front" I said nonchalantly. "Aight well handle yo bidness we'll meet yawl out there" we hung up and I turned my attention back to ol boy. This shit was getting boring now and it was obvious he wasnt about that action. I put my gun down when I saw Santana nem walk by. "Christina lets go" I said pushing past him and grabbing her hand. "Weak ass nigga!" I turned around and fired three shots in that nigga body not nothing deady but he was gone remember me. I grabbed Chrstina's hand again and we pushed through the scattering people to outside. We made our way towards the valet to meet up with everybody and get our cars.

"So you gutta?" Santana asked smiling at her. She just giggled. "Hell yeah she gutta...why you aint tell me you had a gun on you?" I asked looking down at her. "Because, thats not something you just go blurting out and besides I always have a gun on me" she shrugged as we walked toward her Bentley. "Yea we gone talk about that shit shawty...But where yawl finnah head too?" I asked helping her into the car. "I guess we gone go back to my place and chill...yawl can come through if yawl want to" she said looking at me. "aight thats a bet...besides we still need to talk" I told her before backing away from the car.

"Ayye we gone go chill with them at her crib" I told the homies before getting into my own car. My phone vibrated in my pocket.

FineAssChristina: Yawl follow us...and keep up!!

Me: Lol Bet

I smirked to myself, this just might be a good night I thought to myself as I sped off down the street behind them.