They were drinking and waiting for some strippers to arrive. Reynard had just given Bone the word about what was going on in Slim’s crew. Bone, who was dressed in jeans, a pair of Air Max sneakers and a wife beater said, “Them niggas got more shit going on than a little bit.” He took a hard pull off his blunt and inhaled the powerful chronic. He coughed, and then said, “You see, that’s why you have to have niggas fearing you. When you don’t, niggas in your crew be dropping like flies. Any man with balls will try to take what’s yours, and me…I ain’t havin’ that. No sir.” Reynard poured a shot of Ciroc and hit it with a shot of cranberry juice. “Do you think it was a good idea teaming up with Slim and them Latin muthafucka’s?” Reynard asked. Bone patted his freshly done braids that felt as if the hoodrat had done too tightly. He grinned at Reynard saying, “My nigga, I know you’re still fuming from getting shot up a couple of years ago, but you need to put that shit out your mind.”
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