By Any Means by Daddy Rich

Author:Daddy Rich [Rich, Daddy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: GangstaLit
Published: 2016-05-14T04:00:00+00:00

“ Unn- uhhn baby, don't go there. 'Toya goin' through too much right now,” Wanda said as she pulled Deanna back. She could only imagine what 'Toya’s goin' through as a mother right now.

“Naw Wanda. Fuck that! Who this bitch think I am?” Deanna yelled as Wanda drug her away and into the house. Everybody gathered around the commotion waitin' to see some shit jump off.

“You're a poor ass excuse for a daddy. Down here drinkin' and partyin’ while Imani's laid up in the hospital sufferin' from cancer. Your daughter got cancer and your thuggish ass down here throwin' a fuckin' block party!” 'Toya screamed as she broke out cryin'. “You's a punk ass nigga.”

“Bitch, fuck you! I'm down here tryin' to get the money she needs for her surgery! I can't do a damn thing for her sittin' in the hospital. I'm out here gettin' it!” Gangsta spat defendin' himself. “How the fuck you gonna talk to me like that while I'm down here gettin' the money she needs? Huh?” Gangsta asked, pullin' big wads of hundreds out his pockets.

“This is where you can stay, since you love it so much! You better come get your clothes, cause I'm throwin' 'em in the street!” 'Toya said as she turned around and shoved her way back through the crowd.

“Girl, you better quit playin'!” Gangsta yelled followin' behind her as she cut through the group of people. She opened the back door of the Impala and started throwin' black trash bags of clothes out into the street.

“Naw, stay down here,” she said poppin' the trunk as people were whisperin' amongst themselves. “Oh, and by the way...I was only callin' to tell your punk ass that her surgery is in California, 2 weeks from today.”

“Quit showin' out!” Gangsta hollered as she kept throwin' his clothes out on the ground. “Fuck you nigga!” 'Toya cursed as she slammed her trunk shut and got in the car. “You won't never see Imani again bitch!” she threatened, stickin' her middle finger out the window as she sped off.

“Fuck!” Gangsta cussed as he reached down snatchin' his favorite shirt out the street. As he lifted up, he was blinded by a pair of headlights. A car was speedin' up the street as the deep bass pounded the pavement in an aggressive rhythm.

“Gangsta! Gaaaannggg-staaa!” Wanda yelled from the top of her lungs as she came runnin' out the house. But he couldn't hear her over the music comin' from the yard and the beats comin' down the street.....

“I don't even give a fuck. I don't need none of this shit,” Gangsta said, kickin' his clothes around in the street. He threw his hands in the air and headed towards the house. All he cares about is Imani....

“It's Cocaine muh fucka!” Cocaine hollered as he pulled up to the curb hangin' out his Park Avenue. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the trigger of a tech-nine....

“Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop.....” “Aaaaaagh.....oh shit......get down.......they shootin'....” Various shouts and screams were heard over the music and gunfire as the crowd scattered.

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