“Eat lead, b***h!” Flocka told Cee Cee as he went to blow her brains out.
“No, wait, wait, wait, wait!” Cee Cee pleaded, with her eyes bulging and her hands up. “Please, please, don’t kill me! I’ll do anything you want me to do! I’ll suck yo’ d**k and let chu f**k me in every hole! I swear to God, just don’t kill me, please!” she said with tears welling up in her eyes.
Flocka stared down into Cee Cee’s face, still pressing the gun beneath her chin. From the look in his eyes she could tell he was thinking things over. “Ok, I’ma let chu up, and you betta suck this big black mothafucka like yo’ life depended on it, which is fuckin’ does.”
Flocka held the gun to Cee Cee as he reached over and grabbed his prosthetic leg. He kept his eyes on her as put the plastic limb back on and adjusted it
