Free Another Hood Love by Jontu' Page A

the same damn colognes,” Jaeda chuckled. “I also had copped him some Mimosa python red bottom sneakers, and I bought him a few Nordstrom gift cards so he can go shop for himself – you know I hate being in them damn stores.”
    We talked a little more as we were getting our pedicures about random things and what was going on in the streets.
    “Those niggas from the Ville making shit hot. I wish they would take a seat, fucking with my damn money,” I said, getting heated just thinking about it. They had shot up one of our blocks just last week and hit an innocent bystander. Niggas was trying to fonk with us and didn’t even have any kind of aim or game plan shit. So Rico had a few of his little shooters ride through the block and light that shit up. We had taken down Mess’ right hand man G and a couple of their other workers, but I was ready to get at Mess my damn self. It wasn’t many of them, but I knew if we left Mess around then we wouldn’t get any kind of break; that nigga was a pain in my ass and I was tired of hurting shit. Oh well, soon this shit would be a distant memory and we could get back to moving mean.
    As I was sitting at the table getting my nails filled, I noticed three girls walk in; they weren’t shit to look at though, your regular dusty ass group of broads that thought it was nothing to step out in public in leggings and headscarves.
    “Ugh,” I said under my breath as one of the girls started staring in my direction a little longer than I appreciated. I mugged the bitch and turned back around to make sure Mai wasn’t fucking up my rhinestones; I didn’t have time to be foolish with these dust buckets. Jaeda had her back turned, so she couldn’t even see the group of girls. As my nails were drying, I kept catching the bitches steady looking in my direction. I sent Jaeda a text:
    Me: Peep these ugly bitches keep tryna mug n shyt
    Jaeda: Ugh! Who Alvin n the chipmunks rite here?
    Me: Ctfu gurl yes. Tuh!!
    I laughed out loud as I looked back and saw the girls get up and leave without even getting their nails done. I reached in my bag to pay for me and Jaeda and headed out the door. As we stepped out the door, gunshots began to ring out and for a quick second, I froze until I realized they were aimed in our direction. I crouched behind a car as I pulled Jaeda down with me, and the both of us grabbed our matching pearl handle .40 cals out our bags and began to bust back at the niggas across the street as we ducked in between cars to get to my whip.
    We were almost to my car when I noticed a black Lexus coupe pull up, and the guys hopped in; the staring ass bitch from the nail shop was driving. I was pissed the fuck off. I glimpsed at the license plate and repeated it a few times as we hopped in the car and burnt rubber to the hood. I typed the plate number into my memo pad and dialed Jah’s number; I was out of breath and mad as fuck as I waited for Jah to answer.
    “Calm down Laela, we good and we already know where that hit came from, that ain’t no random shit and I recognize one of the guys was that nigga Mikey that fuck with Mess,” Jaeda said while rolling a blunt. Her ass was always rolling up some weed; I was about to start calling her ass Smokey in a minute.
    “What’s up Bae?” Jah said as he answered the phone.
    “Man some niggas just bust at us while we were leaving the nail shop!” I yelled into the phone, “I’m pulling up in the hood right now, where you at? Never mind I see your whip.” I hung up the phone and laid my head against the headrest after I parked, and waited for Jaeda to spark the weed. I needed something to calm my damn nerves.
    “Them hoe ass niggas made me chip the paint on my nails and lose a rhinestone, oh hell nah,” Jaeda complained with the silliest look on her face. I swear, her ass was always on playtime.
    “Shit, I have to change, my ass got on all white with black ass knees from crawling on them dirty ass Oakland streets, ugh.” I