A Thugs State of Mind: A Compton TG Story by H.c Posterchild & Gloria Palmer

Author:H.c Posterchild & Gloria Palmer [Posterchild, H.C & Palmer, Gloria]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, Urban Life, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00U1VATWM
Publisher: Alana's Book Line
Published: 2015-02-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The Nuttys were on high alert. The squad was on Hillford front lining early Monday morning. Sunday night the OBG’s had held a meeting to discuss the security measures niggas had to take due to the coming war from the recent shootings. They were already beefing with four gangs, now the fries and supersized coke were being served as well. OBG’s Bone, Dro Woody, Hogan Mike, Eddie Bo, Big Hacc, Lil C, CED Deuce, the twins and Moss had the Kemp spot on lock. They posted on the front lines, ready for whatever the day would bring. Tha Bigs held the Reeve spot down, had Reeve Street sewn up tighter than a fly’s pussy. The Tiny Gangstas was on point in the Grandees.

When Big Three rolled through on hood patrol, he saw Cix boy and some other niggas lurking behind bushes and trash cans, heated, wishing someone would be stupid enough to roll through trying to trip. The OBG’s instructed niggas to put their whips up for the time being, knowing that was how the enemy identified them. A signal was given to avoid mistaken identity cases at night. The TG’s were known for putting in work and not letting niggas know, so they were urged to put niggas on notice when they did shit, to give the homies time to prepare in case of retaliation.

The night PK got hit, the Tragniew niggas had lost two ridaz and two were severely wounded. One of them was inside the house when G-Cix went on one. The Farms lost two G’s at the Mobil and the dum-dums had been hot ever since, patrolling regularly. Niggas knew they couldn’t keep the heat on forever, and when they did relax, death would spread.

At the Hillford spot, the Jankee-Yankees were getting ready to hit up Killa King to visit PK. Dolliah, Big Three, G‑Star, and Lil Spank got into Dolliah’s 4Runner to make the trip. The ten-minute drive to the hospital was driven in silence. Each of them was caught up in their own thoughts concerning PK’s health.

Dolliah found parking towards the entrance seconds upon arriving at the hospital. They got out and pushed into the lobby, looking like the cast of Menace to Society. As they were making their way to the information desk, a loud hoarse-sounding voice boomed, “FUCK NASTY!” The squad spun around to a group of niggas draped from head to toe in powder blue—the Tragniews. They were at least seven deep and approaching fast.

“Let’s go, cuz,” Three said and the battle began.

Hell broke loose when the two groups collided. Outnumbered, they immediately started to struggle. Making shit worse, G‑Star, Lil Spank, and N‑Dogg were too young and small to cause the older, bigger Tragniew niggas any damage. They left the little niggas alone for the most part and focused on Big Three and G-Cix.

A quick-thinking Dolliah snatched up an empty chair and started swinging it at the opposition. Spank and N‑Dogg followed suit. The use of the chairs eased

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