Free The Black Corleones (The Beginning) by Bella Jones Page B

of you, baby bro. It took me a week and a half. You got this bro, just remember what we told you.” Ace confirmed.
    Samir watched his brothers disappear behind the thick metal door that led them back to their cells. He was immediately relieved and ready to take over the streets. His main goal had switched from making his boy’s rich, to making his brothers proud. He left the jail with clarity, knowing that his brothers had his back and blessed his decision. It made Samir all the more motivated to make a name for himself. He knew he didn’t want to be known as Sin, Ace, and Keith’s little brother. He wanted to be known for what he planned to do in the game.
    He sat in his car for a few minutes , thinking about the next day. He was no longer a boy, he had become a man. Standing up to his father and his brothers was Samir’s rite of passage in the game and he was ready for it at full force.
    Yo , Meko, tomorrow we are on. Meet me in the Gardens at the spot at 4 on the dot. Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of our lives my nigga and I hope you niggas is ready cuz we got some shit to prove.
    He pressed send on his two -way pager and exhaled a sigh of relief. He was ready for everything game had to offer. He felt he was born to do this, and with his brothers on board, he was going to take the game by storm.
     
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    Music playing
    ‘U gh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks/ he likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock/ he likes the way I walk, he see my money talking the honeys hawking I'm the hottest nigga in New York and/ I see his hunger pains/ I know his blood boils/ he wanna/ run wit’ me/ I know this kid’ll be loyal/ I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear/ then it's just enough for re-up again/ I see myself in his eyes/ I moved from Levi's To Guess to Versace/ now it's diamonds like Liberace/ that's just the natural cycle/ nobody wanna be like Michael where I'm from/ just them niggas who bounced from a gun/we out here trying to make hard white into cold green/I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen/plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone/that little nigga's peeps/ it's time to put him on.
     
    Samir bobbed his head to Jay Z’s lyrics. He was ready for what the next day held for him. He no longer had to look to his fathers and his brothers to provide a life for him; come Friday, he would be providing a life for himself, a life that only involved hustling, fast money and drugs; he developed a ‘ Hustler’s Ambition’ and nothing and no one was going to stand in his way.
    As the lyrics blared through his speakers , Samir realized that he had finally reached his ‘ Coming of Age’ in the game.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
    The next day, The Corleones met in the gardens at Samir’s newly acquired trap spot. They were there right after the bell rang for their 6 th period class. Those that was there when Samir first walked through the doors were anticipating what their boss had in store. Some of them were vexed about taking orders from a baby, but they would never speak on it out of fear of Carlyle and Samir’s older brothers. Plus, with the money they made with Samir’s family, challenging any decision made would prove to be a highly uneducated decision.
    Once Samir walked through the doors he began to lay out his plans for the sets he controlled under his reign. Tim came to the meeting just to make the transition a little smoother for Samir and his set.
    “ What’s up my niggas, most of y’all probably don’t know me, but my name is Samir and I’m taking over this spot. And before anybody look at me and feel like I’m too young to handle this position, get that shit out your head right now because I’m well equipped to handle my business. So, before we go any further, let me start first by introducing my boys. This is Meko, Seven, Cesar and Chase. Chase will be responsible for overseeing