You fuckin wit niggas das insecure, watered down my shit is pure write down my number but dont call me till your sure i aint beggin just tryna relocate between your legs drippin wet as we experiment in sweaty sex when ya met me ya wouldnt let me and now ya straight beggin to sex me got you undressin to test me. Shut me down if you want and miss the chance to do it live when i stroll my i see dat look in yo eyes, ya wants a nigga but think that you cant have a nigga dont cheat yoself instead treat yoself, if ya scared go to church i know it hurts to fine out me and yo man be sharing skirts, i hope you dont take this the wrong way but ya body is bangin got me attracted in a strong way. After a long day of tryna make my song spay makin love all day against the wall in the hall way ya fantasies comin live ya heart rate, she increases when we meet up in this dark place, ya might think ya happy wit him..but das a lie so give this thug a try. Id rather be ya N.I.G.G.A so we can get drunk and smoke weed all day it dont matter if ya lonely baby ya need a thug in ya life deez busters aint lovin ya right
Intro: im 18 and niggas call me j.j but my governmet is Jamal ross. i drive a 2015 black mustang and i live in D.c, i got a sister named Jeriah who now lives in Atlanta, i got my own shit and i get me by any means neccessary, fuck bein all about dat base im on a motherfuckin paper chase.
Bobbing my head i rapped along with boosie as i reached my house
" niggas be talm bout dis niggas be rappin bout dat, dey aint even got no strap ole lame ass nigga you wack, bitch you aint got...noo juice bitch you gets no juice.."
Pulling up to my house i shut down my car and hopped out in my i wish a nigga would mood. Placing my glock to my side the door closed behind me. Feeling a constant vibration i looked at my phone as Destiny featured on the scene.
" *sniff* *sniff* j.j im pregnant. "
Raising my eyebrow in ohh my voice became carless.
" oh for real? Congradulations..who's the father."
" Look dont do this to me, you know we got sumn special...come on j."
" woe woe woe, special? Babygirl gettin head aint nun special. Its plenty moe willing fish in the sea, and do what to you ask questions?. Man bitch killyo self witcho thot ass. How the fuck i look claiming a baby dat i know damn well aint mines."
" i promise-"
" fuck outta here, you was my local jizz dumpster and every other niggas too. Ion give a fuck dat you prego. You shouldnt have let every nigga and dey granddaddy smash, called rubbers pick sum up..deuces bitch."
Hanging up i sunk into my queen sized bed and let out a sigh. putting my pre-rolled blunt in my mouth i took a deep puff thinking of my next move. Looking over at my phone Toots featured on my phone.
" yoooo."
" i know yo ass aint busy, we got a situation...meet me on 26th and Cassy. park by the brick house , keep eye for the orange house and dress ready."
Looking down at my outfit i was already in black, my glock was on my side and my magnum was in the car. I was already to cap a nigga off. Climbing back in my car same girl was on the radio and to be single this song was my shit.
" yo ush, what up kell? Wanna introduce you to this girl..think i really love this girl, man she so fine straight up dog?she stand about five for pokle hair and red boned she drive a black arango..."
Pulling up to the house i parked next to some tacky lookin ass brick house with a beat up mail box and cut the car off. Looking over my shoulder sat a dusty orange house. Some guy with a bright red Jordan duffle bag, a pair of flagged out pants, and a black hoodie knocked on the door and a woman in a skin tight dress came to the door with a nappy headed little boy following behind her. Feeling my hand shake Toots was ready and hell i was always ready. With the swiftness i jumped out and snatched my beanie mask and hoodie over my face. Peeping to Toots i took note of Jermaine. I gave an instant knod and we rampaged the our way to the door like S.W.A.T. was taking over. Screams came from left to right
BAHH!!
BAHH!!
BAHH!!
Feeling a punch come down to the left side of my face I reenact with a strict pistol slap, holding his face the tips of his fingers stretched to his gun.
BAH!
Firing on him my goons rampaged their way upstairs. Scoping around down stairs noise came from the table and I know damn well I wasn't crazy. Lifting up the cloth the woman that I peeped out at the door flenched back with the little boy in her arms. Grabbing a handful of her hair I snatched her as up.
"Drop him, bitch put him down!"
Spit rustled from my lips and tears rolled down her cheeks. Over my shoulder came Toots and Jermaine with black duffle bags.
"We got ery'thang."
Spoke Jermaine, giving a nod this hooker looking chick begged in which I really don't like.
" Please don't kill my baby, please... "
Looking down to him in his yellow polo shirt and diaper, I gave a deep sigh to match my shrug. Lifting my pearl handle pistol a shot rung throughout the room.
"AHHHHH!!!!AHHHH!! MY BABY! MY-"
Kicking his corpse out of the way she dropped to her knees as Toots came jogging in. Staring into his face the edges of his lips shook as a hand flew over his top lip.
"Man..what the fuck?! He was a child.. Man he wasn't even a threat, dis ain't what I signed up for!"
Tilting my head to the side my right eyebrow raised in wonder.
" signed up for? Nigga dis ain't no after school special, when you decided to be in da game you down to whatever the fuck happens! Get the fuck outta here bitch Nigga, now get her and take her to the car."
"What-"
"NOW!!"
Easing her off the floor she reached back for her son but as I stepped on her hand that ended allat. Seeing a gold chain with shine i snatched that shit right off his neck and placed it on my own. Looking out the door Toots struggled taking her to car. This is the price you pay when you let a 16 year old get into grown man business..being 18 in the game i learned life aint sweet to notta ner nigga in it..rich people got money but aint satisfied, and people in the projects thirst for a come up..but if thats what you want you gotta take shit sometimes to prove a point. With the blood on my glove i drew a dick on the door and waltzed my way out. Snatching the woman out Toots hands i barked my words impatiently at her.
" Get in the fucking trunk!...bitch shut up!! He's dead get ova dat shit..now you got five seconds before you end up like the rest of them fuck niggas."
Sobbing she curled up in the trunk and with no regrets i closed the trunk. Jumping in my car we all had plans to meet back at Jermaines place. Swerving off doing at least 150 mph. I puffed on the left overs of my previous blunt.
