YoungBrothers
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Last published Tue, Aug 30, 2016
POP, POP.
The dog squealed after he shot the large muscular beast. Headlights beamed into their direction, the car crashed into a Navy Blue Honda Accord, totaling both cars. Pieces of glass covered the streets everything was dizzy from the crash. Looking back to check on Rae, thankfully his nigga was still alive holding the bag of cash. Sirens could be heard they must be a few miles away. "Rae can you walk?"
"Alil. Why?"
"Get out of here. NOW" He shook his head starting a debate with me.
"Naa Nigga, we in this together"
"Get out of here and hide the stash before the cops show" We dabbed hands before he left lipping into the darkness. X needed to think fast he saw a lighter and set the car on fire to burn any possible evidence or blood from Rae. Sirens grew louder as the wild berries lights flashed from the corner. Before he could escaped the gray-eyed Pit-bull whimpered out of fear as the flames grew. Guilt took over him. Without hesitation X rushed over to pick up the Pit-bull and laid him down on the sidewalk. Paramedics rushed over asking if Xaryus was ok. He nodded and replied to take care of the driver in crash.
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