“Here you go.” Gunplay came back with the food and drink, sitting them down on the table top. He looked at who Big Sexy was talking with and his brows furrowed. “Yo’, who is that nigga?”
“Uhhh, I don’t know, but I’m ‘bouta find out.” Big Sexy picked up his beverage and made his way across the street, looking both ways. Once he finally made it to Broli, they dapped one another up and exchanged pleasantries.
“’Sup, man? I gotta tell you, this ain’t a good look for me.”
“What chu mean, big man?” Broli’s forehead crinkled and he twiddled his toothpick at the corner of his mouth.
“Nigga, you One Time. If any street niggaz see me out here witchu, my name ain’t gone be worth shit.” He told him straight up. “Now if my name is tarnished, how the f**k you expect me to make moves out here? Ain’t
