Chapter Fourty

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                                                                                      • ABDUL• I think this b***h playing cause we done been shot plenty of times and s**t like this never happened. As we were driving he lifted up breathing heavily scaring the s**t outta me. "AHHH b***h DIE". I yelled pushing his head back and he fell back laughing a little. "Stop nigga you see I'm shot". He said groaning. "And you see you just scared the s**t outta me look at all the s**t on this seat". I said scooting up. "b***h that's a 500 dollar seat you cleaning that s**t up". He said and I waved him off. "I ain't s**t on this ugly ass seat I should kick you in yo bullet wound scaring my sister like that". I said reaching to the back trying to press on one. "Back yo slow ass up before I slap

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