Dre in the mm.

DRE

That lil bitch got me heated but I got bigger shit to deal with right now. I need a hide out. Somethin' told me them niggas I was making a drop with would try to pull some slick shit. They tried to rob me so I started bustin, they started bustin, my niggas started bustin, then twelve pulled up and started bustin' at us. I had to get me and my niggas up out of there and we needed somewhere to hide out cause the block was and still is hot right now which means, twelve out there and they deep. It's all part of the game tho. Now me and Rell gotta do some shit we ain't ever intended on doing. We gotta go to mom's crib and hide out. We go to the back door. Rell knocks on the door. She snatches it open. "Tyrell and Drevonte' what the hell? Chauncy!" she snaps on all three of us. Damn, if we were trying to keep our names a secret, momma woulda been blew it. We walk in the house.

"Explain." She demands. She looks furious. Fuck it, I Know she furious. "Ma... you already know how we live." Rell tells her. She cuts her eyes at him. "I don't give a fuck about none of that drug dealer bull shit yall doing. I raised yall asses better than that and Chauncy, I know Ms. Loretta taught you better!" She screams at us. How the hell her voice just echoed like that, I do not know. I ain't ever seen her so mad. Moms is livid. "Sorry." Chico apologizes. She glares at me and Rell. "Look, ma. I'm sorry, aight?" Rell apologizes. She shakes her head. "Not alright. You have anything to say Mr. Drevonte'?" She asks with hella sarcasm anr attitude. "Naw." I answer. She raises her eyebrow. "I mean no ma'am." I correct myself. Ma don't play that, period. Somebody starts knocking on the door. "Go get that, Chauncy." She tells Chico. He walks out of the kitchen and to the front. "Ayy, it's yo new neighbor!" He yells. We follow her in there. I cut my eyes at Khari. "Move, momma." I tell her. I push Khari out the door way and step out.

"The fuck you at my momma house for?" I snarl. She rolls her eyes. "You smell like butt cheeks and gun powder. Get out my face." She says. I can't help but laugh. "That's what a nigga puttin' in worth smell like." I say. "You need to put in work in that shower, boy." She says. "I know you ain't checkin. Bald headed chicken." I tell her. She ain't bald headed for real, she just got a short hair style. It looks good on her tho. She cuts her eyes at me and starts laughing. " By choice. Don't be mad because my short hair strands are longer than your lil penis ever was and ever will be. Now move." She demands, pushing me out the way. I laugh and shake my head. Ion like ol girl. Moms opens the door and smiles. "Can I help you?" She asks. "Yes, ma'am. I just wanted to introduce myself. I just moved in across the street. I'm Khari. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask." Khari says, smiling. Moms cuts her eyes at me then looks at Khari. "Thank you sweet heart. I'm Brenda." Moms introduces herself. "Nice to meet you." Khari says. Moms says it back to her. They start talking about a bunch of women shit I don't know about and don't care about.

"Ahh shit!" Rell hollers. Momma hits him in the jaw. "Watch yo mouth!" She screams. "Twelve." Chico says. Too late now. The officers run up and tackle us to the ground. Fuck.

It's been two months since me and the guys got locked down. We got sentenced to a year. A guard walks to my cell. "Evans." He calls. I stand up. He unlocks the cell. I give him a funny look. "You goin home." He simply says. I grin. Finally, ma bailed me out. She was talkin about making us stay to learn a lesson and all that. Bout time she came to her senses.

I walk out and look at Khari funny. "You bailed me out?" I ask. "Obviously. That wasn't free. Come on." She demands. I follow her out to a black Hummer. "So..." I start. "So, I bailed you out for a reason. You mine now." She simply says. I raise my eyebrow. "Hell you mean?" I ask. "You mine. You work for me now." She says. I fall out laughing, tears and all that. She still got that cold look on her face. "I work for my damn self. Hell is you on?" I ask. "I said what I meant and I meant what I said. You mine now. You work for me, nigga. We finna go somewhere to talk business." She tells me. I look at her upside her head. "Are you high?" I ask. "Naw. My foot finna be high up yo ass in a minute if youn shut up." She threatens. I laugh. Usually, I would've snapped the bitch neck but because she cute, I won't do it. I ain't no pussy nigga so no I'm not finna go obey this girl. Imma just go along with it cause she sexy. "Business with me will change ya life." She says. "Do you not know who the fuck I am? I got that mothafuckin paper." I tell her. Who don't know me? I'm paid as hell. I got it good. Naw, I got it excellent. "I know who you are. You just don't know who I am. Be ready. Business is good." I say. "Hell kinda business?" I ask. She chuckles. "Ladies is thugs too. Don't underestimate the pussy." She says with a chuckle. I grin and lean back. This should be fun.

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