off and I knew he was laid up with some bitch. I dialed his sister's number. She lived in Stone Mountain with her husband and two kids. She sometimes knew where he was and she never hesitated to tell on his ass.
"Hello," she said sounding like she was asleep.
"Sorry Lia, but have you heard from your brother?" I asked.
"Nope. He missin' again?"
"You know how he do," I sighed.
"Yanna, you know how he is. He probably laid up wit' some lil' chicken head. You know that shit, but you love him, so you stay wit' him," she said bluntly. That’s just how she was. She just didn't sugar coat shit and I couldn't get mad because she was right.
"And you know how I am. I'm 'bout to fuck him and that bitch up! You know I'll find his ass," I said angrily.
"Do what you gotta do Yanna. You a grown ass woman," she said.
After we hung up I called Shamira and Princess. Thirty minutes later we were four deep in Shamira's 2002 silver Montero Sport. We scooped Maya up too. Now my sister was the total opposite of Princess. She was a ride or die bitch. After I called her she insisted on coming. Vernice picked Lex up and it was on. She was looking for Mel too. All I know is that I was ready to stump a hole in something or somebody. We had steel baseball bats, and razors hidden in our mouths as well as other discreet places. I had an idea where Diablo was.
"Turn right there!" I yelled. "That bitch Carmen live over here. I had heard rumors 'bout him riding 'round wit' that bitch and shit! I'm goin fuck his ass up! I'm goin' get that bitch too! Ya'll know that mufucka trained me to be a soldier. How he goin' fuck wit' me? He must got me twisted or sumthin'. Like he don't fuckin' know I'm goin' fuck him and that bitch up. He know I'm a crazy bitch. And that Carmen bitch goin' catch it. I got some shit for his dirty ass!" I yelled angrily.
My girls just listened quietly. It wasn't the first time we'd jumped in the Montero and went on the nigga search.
"Uhh huh, uh huh. There go that nigga! There he go, right there!" I yelled.
Mira stopped the SUV a few yards away. Diablo was standing outside talking to who I assumed was Carmen.
"Oh, that mufucka dirty," I said rocking back and forth. I tended to do that when I was upset.
"I'm gon' run up on them. If the bitch wanna throw hands one on one that's fine. If some of her bitches run up and try and jump in it it's on. A'ight?"
They nodded in agreement. "We got you," Maya said.
I got out and started going off. "Ablo! Ablo!" I yelled. "Diablo! I know your triflin’ ass hear me!”
He looked up and acted like he didn’t recognize me until I got closer.
"Don't look surprised nigga! It's your girl. Remember me? Or did she know that?" I asked.
"Ah shit! Chill out Yanna I..." he started.
I cut him off. "Chill out? What? So you been wit' her Ablo? You been wit' this bitch all night?" I looked her up and down challenging her to say something.
He reached out for me. I gave him one of my “don't fuck wit' me” looks and he backed away.
"You underestimate me Diablo! That's your fuckin' problem! You know I'll fuck you up! You know it! You want her Ablo?" I asked.
"Hell yeah he do bitch," Miss Carmen finally spoke up. She was a decent looking Puerto Rican girl, but she wasn't as fine as me.
Ablo looked at me and then at Carmen.
"What bitch!" I yelled about to punch the bitch in the mouth. Diablo grabbed me, and then people began to gather around. My girls were standing by the Montero.
"Let me go Ablo! Why don't you want me to beat the bitch's ass?!" I asked. "Why the fuck you protectin' her huh?!"
"Yeah, let the bitch go!" Carmen yelled.
"You just talkin' shit 'cause you know he won't let me whoop your ass bitch!" I yelled. "Answer my question Diablo! You want her? If you do you can go nigga! I'm tired of your fuckin' bullshit anyway!" I yelled.
"Look baby, calm down. You my woman
"Hello," she said sounding like she was asleep.
"Sorry Lia, but have you heard from your brother?" I asked.
"Nope. He missin' again?"
"You know how he do," I sighed.
"Yanna, you know how he is. He probably laid up wit' some lil' chicken head. You know that shit, but you love him, so you stay wit' him," she said bluntly. That’s just how she was. She just didn't sugar coat shit and I couldn't get mad because she was right.
"And you know how I am. I'm 'bout to fuck him and that bitch up! You know I'll find his ass," I said angrily.
"Do what you gotta do Yanna. You a grown ass woman," she said.
After we hung up I called Shamira and Princess. Thirty minutes later we were four deep in Shamira's 2002 silver Montero Sport. We scooped Maya up too. Now my sister was the total opposite of Princess. She was a ride or die bitch. After I called her she insisted on coming. Vernice picked Lex up and it was on. She was looking for Mel too. All I know is that I was ready to stump a hole in something or somebody. We had steel baseball bats, and razors hidden in our mouths as well as other discreet places. I had an idea where Diablo was.
"Turn right there!" I yelled. "That bitch Carmen live over here. I had heard rumors 'bout him riding 'round wit' that bitch and shit! I'm goin fuck his ass up! I'm goin' get that bitch too! Ya'll know that mufucka trained me to be a soldier. How he goin' fuck wit' me? He must got me twisted or sumthin'. Like he don't fuckin' know I'm goin' fuck him and that bitch up. He know I'm a crazy bitch. And that Carmen bitch goin' catch it. I got some shit for his dirty ass!" I yelled angrily.
My girls just listened quietly. It wasn't the first time we'd jumped in the Montero and went on the nigga search.
"Uhh huh, uh huh. There go that nigga! There he go, right there!" I yelled.
Mira stopped the SUV a few yards away. Diablo was standing outside talking to who I assumed was Carmen.
"Oh, that mufucka dirty," I said rocking back and forth. I tended to do that when I was upset.
"I'm gon' run up on them. If the bitch wanna throw hands one on one that's fine. If some of her bitches run up and try and jump in it it's on. A'ight?"
They nodded in agreement. "We got you," Maya said.
I got out and started going off. "Ablo! Ablo!" I yelled. "Diablo! I know your triflin’ ass hear me!”
He looked up and acted like he didn’t recognize me until I got closer.
"Don't look surprised nigga! It's your girl. Remember me? Or did she know that?" I asked.
"Ah shit! Chill out Yanna I..." he started.
I cut him off. "Chill out? What? So you been wit' her Ablo? You been wit' this bitch all night?" I looked her up and down challenging her to say something.
He reached out for me. I gave him one of my “don't fuck wit' me” looks and he backed away.
"You underestimate me Diablo! That's your fuckin' problem! You know I'll fuck you up! You know it! You want her Ablo?" I asked.
"Hell yeah he do bitch," Miss Carmen finally spoke up. She was a decent looking Puerto Rican girl, but she wasn't as fine as me.
Ablo looked at me and then at Carmen.
"What bitch!" I yelled about to punch the bitch in the mouth. Diablo grabbed me, and then people began to gather around. My girls were standing by the Montero.
"Let me go Ablo! Why don't you want me to beat the bitch's ass?!" I asked. "Why the fuck you protectin' her huh?!"
"Yeah, let the bitch go!" Carmen yelled.
"You just talkin' shit 'cause you know he won't let me whoop your ass bitch!" I yelled. "Answer my question Diablo! You want her? If you do you can go nigga! I'm tired of your fuckin' bullshit anyway!" I yelled.
"Look baby, calm down. You my woman
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