1922, West Egg, Long Island, New York
Aite check it, dis cat named Nick went to his neighbor's house. Aint nobody know who he was jus that they called him G Money. Supposedly he was a big time hustla drug dealer or somethin but tonite he was havin a fat party wit hella bops and drank.
Hella heads came thru but nobody knew G Money. It was cool cuz G Money knew them. He was jus chillin drinkin sum Henny and lookin across da bay. He knew his ex baby mama named Daisy lived across da bay. Nick happened to be Daisy's cuz. She aint cum thru tho cuz he new man was a busta ass mayne nigga named Tom who would slap her and be a dick. G Money was sippin his drank but he was sad inside.
So one time Nick and Tom was chillin n shit . They all kicked it in the city and shit and had fun till Tom had sum of that Four Loko and got hyphy and slapped Myrtle his girl on da side. She was married to sum dude who sold nice ass Rims by da road. He broke her nose. Tom was a busta ass nigga who nobody liked.
One time, Daisy and G Money was talkin and he told her he loved her and shit. They had a moment and he reminded her "whats good". All this time Nick was wondering, dam these sum mayne ass people. This one bitch named Jordan who played golf was a bop and was on Nicks nuts but he wasnt havin it, he was coo off bops. She did have a booty tho so he decided to hit it anyways.
So Tom's grimey ass finds out G Money loves Daisy and argues with him. He tells everyone there G Money aint nothing but a thug wit no money and he could never have Daisy again. Daisy and G Money drive off and she done hits a woman. It was Myrtle, Tom's lover, the rim dude's wife. Rim Dude seen the car and he lost it. He got his gat and went after da car.
He found out it was G Moneys pimp ass Bentley. So he went to G Moneys phat ass house and saw G Money chillin in da pool, wit his stunna shades, asleep on a floaty thing and soaking up da sun. Dude shot G Money and killed his ass dead and killed himself.
Daisy and Tom stayed together. Even tho G Money knew hella ppl and hella heads came thru to his party n shit, aint nobody came to his funeral. He had no family or friends.
Only Nick, his down ass nigga was there.
Days later he runs into Daisy and Tom. Nick finds out that it was Tom's triflin' ass who dropped the dime on G Money to the Rim Dude, so he could find him and kill him.
Shaking his damn head, Nick says "Fuck this shit" and he goes back home to the midwest where people aint shady. Fuck Long Island.
THE END.
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