Chapter 4

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I think the achool has got to me now shit becuase the next thing I said had me screwed. "Nigga The Fuck Why In THe Hell Would I Gve You My Moutherfucking Phone Number, Because You Mister Big Ass Dope Dealer Ohhh Wait No Trap Lord. Nigga I Give Less THan Two Fucks If I Was These Colors. THey Aint Yo Damn Colors They Mine. Now Shut Fuck And Get Your Crusty Ass Out My Damn Way." The whole club got silent. Even the motherfucking dj turned down the music. Nosiey Asses. "Come On Shay, Let's Go."

Lil ma grew some damn balls and shit thinking she going to talk to me like that oh hell nah. Shawn next time you see them girls bring em to the trap house. "Alright, but why wont we get her now?" "Because Thier Something Speical About Her And I WAnna FInd OUt What It Is first.

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