Free Another Hood Love by Jontu'

as he pulled his .45 from his waist.
    “Nigga yo little ass gun ain’t scaring nobody, they ain’t stop making guns when they made yours, bitch ass nigga!” yelled Mikey as he took a step back; his voice roared with authority, but his eyes showed the bitch in him.
    These dumb ass niggas came to a gunfight empty handed. I was about to teach these niggas a lesson in respect. I grabbed my banger from the tire and bust past that loud ass nigga’s head; my next shot was into his patna’s leg. In the second that he hollered out, Mikey froze and I grabbed him by the shirt, and started raining blows on his face. This nigga wasn’t even attempting to fight back, so I made his bitch ass strip. I looked over and B was making the other nigga strip out his clothes too.
    “Ayo Bernie, come here my nigga!” I yelled to one of the knocks on the block. I grabbed the clothes I had just stripped off these niggas and threw them in his arms.
    “Merry Christmas my nigga,” I said as I pulled the keys and threw them to my little nigga Tae. “Here Tae, gon’ head and take her for a spin, but make sure she don’t pop back up.” I knew Tae would ride that whip until the wheels literally fell off. We had beaten the shit out of them niggas, and I had the young niggas make them get up off the block. This nigga Tone’s wild ass was talking shit to them niggas the whole time they were shuffling up the street.
    “Fuck them niggas thought we were,” I said to B as he shrugged his shoulders and walked off. I pulled my phone and saw that I had five missed calls from Laela and a few messages. I dialed Big Ken’s number and filled him in on what had just transpired in the least amount of words. After I hung up with him, I shot Laela a text and let her know that I was on my way to her. I prepared myself for the war.

Laela
    I can’t stand a broke bitch that ain’t bout shit, I can’t stand a broke a nigga that ain’t got shit, I’m on a money making mission what you bout bitch, I’m on a money making mission what you bout bitch…
    I pulled up to the nail shop slapping Young Ro “What You Bout” as I parallel-parked while trying to scan the block for Jaeda’s car. She was supposed to be meeting me at the shop. I was ten minutes late already, and it looked like she was late too. I sat in my car puffing on the last of a cookies blunt right as Jaeda parked on the opposite side of the street. I reached in my backseat to grab my flip-flops and got out of the car just as Jaeda had stepped on the sidewalk.
    “Hi sister!” Jaeda damn near busted my eardrum as she leaned in to hug me. We had been so busy that we barely had time to just chill and have that quality sister time. I missed my baby sis’s company day in and day out, but we were on a moneymaking mission and sometimes we just had to sacrifice certain things to reach our ultimate goal. Today was sister day though – no Squad, no boys, and no school. The guys’ graduation was in a couple of days, so we decided to go get pampered and do a little shopping before we went to dinner and a movie.
    “What’s good baby girl?” I greeted my sister.
    We walked in and I scanned the shop just to see who was in there.
    “I take you and sister over here,” my regular nail technician said as we walked in and took a seat in the spa chairs along the wall.
    “So what did you get Jah for graduation?” Jaeda asked as she was rolling her pants legs up to put her feet in the water.
    “Bruh I got him this clean ass 49ers coat the one that looks like the letterman jackets with the leather and wool, shit cost me like $700, but I got him a wett ass Burberry watch and Gucci Oud, and the Tom Ford Extreme cologne.” I said while shaking my head. “Shit, I had to buy him a Gucci carryon bag just to put the gifts in; what you get Tone ugly ass?” I laughed as I thought about how juiced Jah would be to see what I had gotten him.
    “Girl don’t do my boo, but that’s hella funny because I got Tone ass