to the side.
G-money thought about reaching for the gunman’s rifle, but the murderous look in the teenager’s eyes quickly changed his mind. All G-money could do was wait it out andhope for the best.
After being on the phone for about 20 minutes, Roy walked over to G-money with a smile on his face. “Well looks like you’re a certified gangsta,” he said, sticking his p89 back in the small of his back. “Its cool,” Roy announced, motioning for his goon squad to lower their weapons. “We all friends here.”
“No hard feelings, but business is business,” Roy said, extending his hand.
“I can dig it,” G-money said, shaking the gangsta’s hand that stood in front of him.
“My connect said she been wanting to do business with you and your partner Ali for quite some time. Theyjust didn’t know how to approach you or your wild crew.”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah tell your crew to make themselves at home. I own this whole apartment complex, so they’re welcome to relax in any apartment they want; as long as it’s on this side,” Roy said, making a gesture with his hand.
“You own this whole shit?” G-money asked in shock.
“Yeah, I bought it from some crackers who was over charging tenants. So I bought it and rented out the apartments for much more affordable prices. Plus I control all the money that comes in and out of here feel me?”
“I can dig it. You getting the best of both worlds yeah,” G-money nudged him. “You getting tenants rent, thenif they want to get high, you right there to clean house.”
“Exactly,” Roy replied with a wink. “Let me take you on a little tour around here.”
“So you second in charge?” Bumpy asked Skip.
“Yeah,” Skip replied, giving the ugly man dap.
“You and your homey got a lot of heart coming down here in the chopper zone like that.”
“Desperate people do desperate things,” Skip replied, shrugging his shoulders.
“The reason I’m giving you a tour around here is because my connect wants you to join the family,” Roy said.
“Nah, I don’t know about all that. I got my ownfamily, no disrespect; you know what I’m saying?”
“My partner would take it as a token of appreciation if you would consider.”
“Who the fuck is this secret connect?” G-money huffed as he placed a blunt between his lips.
“I’m pretty sure you heard of Pauleena, the queen of the south right?”
“The name sounds familiar, but I’m not really asouth person, you dig?”
“I hear you bro,” Roy said, as he led G-money toan apartment where two men stood in front, guarding the door. Roy nodded his head and immediately the two men stepped to the side so their boss and his friend could enter.
“Welcome to the trap house,” Roy announced with open arms. “This is where the fiends come in at,” he said, pointing to the back door, which led to a dirt path. “Up here is where the money goes until my pick up man picks it up. He’s scheduled to make pick ups every 30 minutes, just in case the jack boys are feeling lucky,” Roy said, pointing to one of the rooms upstairs. “The next room is the look out room. I keep shooters in each room, but in this room I have at least four shooters; that makes five in all. So if a muthafucka robs this spot and get away, he definitely earned it; feel me,” Roy laughed.
“I can dig it,” G-money replied.
“I got 15 trap houses all throughout this city, and that’s not including all the other ones I’m responsible for out in Atlanta and Texas. To make a long story short, I got the south on lock, but Florida is my home town.”
“Damn, ya’ll down south niggaz is smarter than I give ya’ll credit for,” G-money admitted.
“Basically what I’m trying to say is, if you join the family you’ll be getting some of this trap money.”
“And what do ya’ll want in return?” G-money asked, sensing something fishy was going on.
“When we go see Pauleena tomorrow, she’ll explain everything.”
Chapter9 PraisetheLord
April
G-money thought about reaching for the gunman’s rifle, but the murderous look in the teenager’s eyes quickly changed his mind. All G-money could do was wait it out andhope for the best.
After being on the phone for about 20 minutes, Roy walked over to G-money with a smile on his face. “Well looks like you’re a certified gangsta,” he said, sticking his p89 back in the small of his back. “Its cool,” Roy announced, motioning for his goon squad to lower their weapons. “We all friends here.”
“No hard feelings, but business is business,” Roy said, extending his hand.
“I can dig it,” G-money said, shaking the gangsta’s hand that stood in front of him.
“My connect said she been wanting to do business with you and your partner Ali for quite some time. Theyjust didn’t know how to approach you or your wild crew.”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah tell your crew to make themselves at home. I own this whole apartment complex, so they’re welcome to relax in any apartment they want; as long as it’s on this side,” Roy said, making a gesture with his hand.
“You own this whole shit?” G-money asked in shock.
“Yeah, I bought it from some crackers who was over charging tenants. So I bought it and rented out the apartments for much more affordable prices. Plus I control all the money that comes in and out of here feel me?”
“I can dig it. You getting the best of both worlds yeah,” G-money nudged him. “You getting tenants rent, thenif they want to get high, you right there to clean house.”
“Exactly,” Roy replied with a wink. “Let me take you on a little tour around here.”
“So you second in charge?” Bumpy asked Skip.
“Yeah,” Skip replied, giving the ugly man dap.
“You and your homey got a lot of heart coming down here in the chopper zone like that.”
“Desperate people do desperate things,” Skip replied, shrugging his shoulders.
“The reason I’m giving you a tour around here is because my connect wants you to join the family,” Roy said.
“Nah, I don’t know about all that. I got my ownfamily, no disrespect; you know what I’m saying?”
“My partner would take it as a token of appreciation if you would consider.”
“Who the fuck is this secret connect?” G-money huffed as he placed a blunt between his lips.
“I’m pretty sure you heard of Pauleena, the queen of the south right?”
“The name sounds familiar, but I’m not really asouth person, you dig?”
“I hear you bro,” Roy said, as he led G-money toan apartment where two men stood in front, guarding the door. Roy nodded his head and immediately the two men stepped to the side so their boss and his friend could enter.
“Welcome to the trap house,” Roy announced with open arms. “This is where the fiends come in at,” he said, pointing to the back door, which led to a dirt path. “Up here is where the money goes until my pick up man picks it up. He’s scheduled to make pick ups every 30 minutes, just in case the jack boys are feeling lucky,” Roy said, pointing to one of the rooms upstairs. “The next room is the look out room. I keep shooters in each room, but in this room I have at least four shooters; that makes five in all. So if a muthafucka robs this spot and get away, he definitely earned it; feel me,” Roy laughed.
“I can dig it,” G-money replied.
“I got 15 trap houses all throughout this city, and that’s not including all the other ones I’m responsible for out in Atlanta and Texas. To make a long story short, I got the south on lock, but Florida is my home town.”
“Damn, ya’ll down south niggaz is smarter than I give ya’ll credit for,” G-money admitted.
“Basically what I’m trying to say is, if you join the family you’ll be getting some of this trap money.”
“And what do ya’ll want in return?” G-money asked, sensing something fishy was going on.
“When we go see Pauleena tomorrow, she’ll explain everything.”
Chapter9 PraisetheLord
April
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