Awww, f**k it, Cuz, I just walk the earth forever haunting these p***y ass niggaz, Brolic smiled at Mufasa, boasting his chipped front tooth. This caused The King of the Streets to frown, wondering what the f**k was going through his crazy little head. Brolic had thrown his life on the crap table and was feeling lucky. Or maybe he was just feeling suicidal, real suicidal. He brought pressure to the trigger of his Desert Eagle .44 and Wayne came running through the door, leaving it open behind him. He dipped off to the vending machines earlier and was just now coming back. The young hooligan placed his hand gently on Brolic’s hand and pressed it downwards, making him lower his weapon. Even then he and Mufasa were staring each other down like a couple of raging Rottweilers.
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