Thursday, February 16, 2012

LAST SNIPPET IMMA POST FROM MY BOOK "AINT NO LOVE IN THIS TOWN BY WILLIAM WARE

CHP 8 "ONE TIME"

AFTER NESTO HIT A COUPLE OF CORNERS THAT NIGHT , HE HAD PLENTY OF TIME TO THINK. " HEY DADDY!" THE LITTLE BLACK GIRLS LOST WOULD HOLLER FROM EVERY CORNER AS HE CRUISED DOWN E 14TH ST. WANTING TO SIZE UP HIS WALLET IN EXCHANGE FOR SOME TYPE OF SEXUAL FAVORS. SHIT HE DIDN'T KNOCK EM, BUT HE DEFINATELY WOULDN'T JOIN THEM ESPECIALLY IF IT HAD TO DO WITH HIM REACHIN IN HIS POCKET FOR IT. THAT WAS DEFINATELY A NO-NO. THE WAY OF LIFE ON THE STREETS WAS DEFINATELY RISKY. IN THE STREETZ YOU HAD TO MOVE MEAN OR YOU WERE JUST BETTER OFF STAYING IN THE HOUSE. AT CERTAIN HOURS OF THE NIGHT, THE STREETZ WERE FILLED WITH OPPORTUNITIES DEPENDING ON WHAT TYPE OF GAME YOU HAD AND TYPE OF PRODUCT OR SERVICES THAT YOU HAD TO OFFER. BUT YOU DEFINATELY HAD NO ROOM FOR ERROR. BY THE TIME NESTO GOT TO 82ND AVE HE MADE A LEFT, WHEN HE SAW THE POLICE CRUISER FOLLOWING HIM. THE DICK HEADS HAD NUTHIN BETTER TO DO THAN TO FUCK WIT A NIGGA IN A CLEAN ASS WHIP, ESPECIALLY AS CLEAN AS HIS. WHEN HE GOTTO PLYMOUTH ST, HE MADE A RIGHT TURN TO SEE IF THEY WERE REALLY ON HIM, AND THEY WERE. THEY TURNED ON THEIR LIGHTS AND YOU COULD HEAR THEM CLEARLY ON THE LOUD HORN AS THEY DIRECTED HIM.  "PULL OVER AND TURN THE CAR OFF" ONE OF THE DICKHEADS SAID. THE DRIVER GOT OUT AND AND PROCEEDED WITH CAUTION AS HE MADE HIS WAY UP TO THE WINDOW. " LICENSE AND REGISTRATION " HE SAID. THE OTHER OFFICER APPROACHED THE PASSENGER SIDE SHORTLY, FLASHING THE LIGHT INSIDE OF THE CAR HOPING TO SEE SOME INCRIMINATING EVIDENCE. NESTO REACHED IN HIS POCKET FOR HIS WALLET AND PULLED OUT HIS CALIFORNIA DRIVERS LICENSE ALONG WITH THE PAPERSTHAT FRANK HAD LEFT HIM IN THE GLOVE BOX. "JUST BOUGHT THE CAR IM ASSUMING?" AS THE OFFICER TOOK A THOROUGH EXAMINATION OF THE PAPERWORK. " YEA, YESTERDAY AS A MATTER OF FACT" NESTO REPLIED " YOU ON PAROLE OR PROBATION?" HE ASKED " NO SIR" HE TOLD THEM KNOWING THAT THE ONLY THING THAT WOULD POSSIBLY SHOW UP IN THE COMPUTER WOULD BE THAT HE WAS OUT ON BAIL. " HOLD ON A SEC" HE SAID AS HE WALKED BACKED TO HIS CAR TO RUN THE INFO. NESTO KNEW THAT IF THEY WANTED TO BE DICKS THEY COUD TAKE HIM RIGHT NOW JUST FOR COMING INTO CONTACT WITH THE POLICE, SO HIS HEART WAS DAMN NEAR READY TO JUMP OUT OF HIS CHEST. WHEN HE LOOKED AT DICKHEAD NUMBER TWO HE JUST LOOKED LIKE HE HAD NOTHIN ELSE BETTER TO DO AND WOULD LOVE TO TAKE HIM DOWNTOWN FOR THE PETTIEST SHIT THEY COULD FIND. WHEN THE OFFICER RETURNED HE SAID " IS THERE ANYTHING IN THE CAR THAT WE SHOULD KNOW ABOUT?" "NO SIR" NESTO REPLIED HUMBL READY TO GET IT ALL OVER WITH. THE POLICE HAD BEEN ACTIN BRAND NEW EVERY SINCE FOUR OFFICERS GOT MURDERED LAST YEAR A BLOCK AWAY FROM EASTMONT MALL. " STEP OUT THE CAR PLEASE!" HE SAID. " YOUR ALL THE WAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN AND WERE JUST WONDERIN WHAT BUSINESS YOU HAVE GOING ON OUT HERE THIS LATE" THE OFFICER INQUIRED. " YEA I JUST GOT DONE DROPPING MY KIDS OFF, OR DO YOU THINK ALL WE DO IS RIDE AROUND AND SMOKE WEED ALL DAY?" NESTO ROARED MAD THAT HE HAD GOTTEN INCONVIENECED. " SHUT THE FUCK UP" DICKHEAD #2 SHOUTED  "YEA, WHATEVER!" NESTO SAID ANGRILY REALIZING THAT IT WAS STARTING TO GO TOO FAR. " OOOOGGHH! WHATS THIS ?" THE DICKHEAD SAID AND HELD UP A ZIPLOCK BAG FULL OF WHITE POWDER. " YOU KNOW YOU ARE IN A RED FLAG ZONE KNOWN FOR DRUG ACTIVITY RIGHT?" DICKHEAD NUMBER TOO SAID WITH A EVIL GRIN ON HIS FACE. " LOOK THAT SHIT AINT MI---" AND BEFORE HE COULD GET ALL THE WORDS OUT OF HIS MOUTH DICKHEAD #1 SHOVED HIS BILLY CLUB RIGHT INTO NESTO STOMACH HARD ENOUGH TO KNOCK THE WIND OUT OF HIS BODY " SHUT THE FUCK UP, WE DON'T WANNA HEAR NO SAD STORIES. HE PROTESTED. " OH WE ARE JUST FULL OF SURPRISES TONIGHT  ARENT 'WE?" DICKHEAD #2 SAID AS HE HELD UP ANOTHER BAG WITH WHAT LOOKED LIKE TO BE A NINE MILLIMETER HAND GUN. " COME ON MAN, WHY YOU TRYIN TO FUCK ME OVER " HE PLEAD "WHAM!!!" DICKHEAD  #1 GAVE NESTO ANOTHER SOLID BLOW TO THE STOMACH THAT BUCKLED HIM NEXT TO THE CAR. " CUFF EM" ONE OF THE DICKS SAID. AS SOON AS THE OFFICER REACHED DOWN TO PICK HIM UP THEY GOT A CALL OVER THE DISPATCH. " WE HAVE A POSSIBLE 211 IN PROGRESS IN THE 8400 BLOCK OF BIRCH ST... 3 MALES WITH BLACK HOODIES..POSSIBLY ARMED AND DANGEROUS" " YOU GOT LUCKY THIS TIME MOTHERFUCKER! DON'T LET US SEE YOUR BLACK ASS OUT HERE AGAIN TONIGHT OR YOU WON'T BE SO LUCKY. HE DROPPED NESTOS ID AND PAPERWORK ON THE GROUND RIGHT NEXT TO HIM AND LIKE THAT THEY WERE GONE. AFTER HE GOT HIS SELF TOGETHER HE PICKED HIS SHIT UP AND HOPPED BACK INTO HIS WHIP AND GOT THE FUCK UP OUT OF THERE. AFTER HE HIT A COUPLE OF CORNERS HE WAS BACK ON 82ND AVE AND FOLLOWED IT ALL THE WAY UP TO THE FREEWAY TO GET THE FUCK UP OUTTA THE EAST. SHIT LIKE THIHS HAPPENED EVERYDAY AND TRUST ME IT WAS ALOT OF CATS SITTN IN JAIL RIGHT NOW BECAUSE OF CROOKED MUTHAFUCKAS LIKE THEM. NESTO HIT FINESSE ON THE MOBILE TO FIND OUT WHERE HE WAS.           " BRAH" HE SAID AS FINESSE PICKED UP ONTHE FIRST RING. " SUP WIT IT" HE SAID     " SHIT JUST GOT JACKED SKY HIGH BY ONE TIME AND THEM DIRTY MUTHAFUCKAS TRIED TO PUT A GUN AND SOME DOPE ON ME!" NESTO TOLD HIM STILL HEATED ABOUT THE SITUATION. " MAN YOU ALREADY KNOW  THESE CROOKED MUTHAFUCKAZ AINT PLAYIN FAIR" HE SAID " WHERE YOU AT " NESTO SAID TRYING TO GET FINESSES LOCATION. " SHIT, KINDA TIED UP RIGHT NOW TRYING TO GET THE REST OF MY MEAL FROM EARLIER" HE SHOT BACK IN CODE. IT WAS OBVIOUS THAT HE HAD HOOKED UP WITH BABY FROM EARLIER  AND MOST LIKELY WAS TRYING TO KNOCK THAT DOWN. " AIGHT DOG IMMA HIT YOU IN THE MORNING , WE GOTTA HOOK UP." NESTO SAID " AIGHT JUST HIT ME!" AS SOON AS THE CONVERSATION WAS OVER NESTO HIT END ON THE PHONE, IT HAD BEEN A LONG DAY AND HE WAS ABOUT READY TO GET OUTTA THE STREETZ BEFORE HE GOT CAUGHT UP. AFTER HE CAME UP WITH A DESTINATION, HE HIT HIS BOY RICK TO SEE WHAT WAS CRACKIN. NESTO KNEW RICK WAS UP FA SHOW CUZ THIS WAS THE TIME THAT HE USUALLY GOT OFF WORK.  IT WAS ABOUT ONE O CLOCK IN THE MORNING AND HE PICKED UP RIGHT AS NESTO GOT TO WEST OAKLAND  AND CAME OVER THE DOWNTOWN RAMP TO THE 27TH STREET EXIT. " HELLO?" RICK ANSWERED KINDA CRANKY " WUSSUP MY NIGG" NESTO SAID HAPPY TO GET THROUGH "WHO DIS?"  "NESTO FOOL, YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE MY VOICE NO MORE I AIN'T BEEN GONE THAT LONG" " OH BOY, I DIDN'T KNOW WHO THIS WAS AND PLUS YO ASS BECALLIN FROM SO MANY DIFFERENT NUMBERS HOW WAS I SUPPOSE TO KNOW?" " IT'S KOOL, AHY IM ABOUT TO BE PULLIN UP IN THE BACK SO OPEN THE DOOR." " SHIT IM ALREADY OUTSIDE NEPHEW, IM SITTIN IN DA STANG. RICK WAS LIKE A BIG BROTHER TO NESTO, BECAUSE HE ALWAYS KNEW WHAT TO DO.....HE WOULD NEVER SUGAR COAT NOTHIN FOR NOBODY.....HE WAS THE TRUTH!"  ALL HE EVER TALKED ABOUT WAS MONEY AND WEED AND GETTING HIS LITTLE BROTHER BACK. HE WAS SO FASCINATED WITH WEED THAT HE ALWAYS HAD SO MANY DIFFERENT STRANDS TO SAMPLE. WHEN NESTO PULLED UP RICK WAS SITTIN IN HIS MUSTANG. THAT CAR WAS A CERTIFIED BREAD WINNER  AND IF NEED BE WOULD GIVE THE PO-PO A RUN FOR THEIR MONEY. NESTO HAD SEEN IT IN ACTION TOO MAY TIMES BEFORE. NESTO RESPECTED BIG BRO RICK SO MUCH BECAUSE HE HAD SEEN HIM COME FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE TOP. TALKIN BOUT NO HELP, HOMELESS, SLEEPIN IN HIS BUCKET, TO HOLDIN DOWN HIS JOB FOR LIKE PROBABLY THE LAST TEN YEARS, FLIPPED HIS OWN SPOT AND UPGRADED THE BUCKET TO A  4.6 NESTO PULLED IN ON THE SYCAMORE ST. SIDE  INTO THE PARKING LOT AND PARKED RIGHT NEXT TO HIM. " WASSUP YOU BLACK ASS NIGGA" RICK SAID " WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN AT?" HE ADDED. RICK USED TO DATE ONE OF NESTOS GIRL COUSINS BACK IN THE DAY, NOT TO MENTION NESTO USED TO LIVE LIKE RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER. NESTO WOULD PRACTICALLY LIVE AT HIS HOUSE WHEN HIM AND THE BABY MAMAZ WOULD GET INTO IT. " SHIT I JUST GOT OUT" NESTO TOLD HIM WITH A SERIOUS FACE , AND I DAMN NEAR JUST WENT BACK FUCKIN WIT DEM SHADY ASS DICKHEADS OUT THERE IN THE EAST." NESTO SAID. " SHIT, YOU ALREADY KNOW HOW SHIT BE, YOU BETTA BE KOOL" RICK SAID LIKE HE WAS THE COOLEST NIGGA IN CALI. " I GOT TOO MUCH LOVE FOR YOU NESTO TO SEE YOU GO OUT ON SOME FAKE ASS SHIT, YOU GOTTA BE MORE CAREFUL FAMM!"  I AGREED. "SEE THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE !!..... THIS WILL MAKE YOU FORGET ALL ABOUT THAT" HE SAID AS HE PULLED OUT THE WEED HE HAD GOT FROM THE CANNABAIS CLUB. " DIS SHIT RIGHT HERE !!........DIS SHIT RIGHT HEAR NIGGA" HE SAID LAUGHING LIKE CRAZY DOING HIS KATT WILLIAMS EXPRESSION. ""WILL GIVE YOU A HEAD HIGH" HE SAID " BUT THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE WILL GIVE YOU A BODY HIGH "HE SAID AS HE CARRIED ON.  "NIGGA YOU DID ALWAYS THINK YOU WAS THE DEAN EDELL OF WEED...DR.OZ OR SOME FUCKIN BODY" NESTO SAID " NIGGA ...N-E-WAYZ .... WE BOUT TO ROLL EM BOTH UP" HE SAID AS HE PASSED NESTO A SWISHER SWEET TO GUT. " YOU TALKED TO NELLY HE SAID AS HE INQUIRED ABOUT NESTOS CUZZIN. " NAH I AINT GOT A CHANCE TO SLIDE THROUGH THERE, WAS ABOUT TO MAKE ROUNDS, BUT THE DICKHEADS THREW RAIN ON MY PARADE. " SHIT, YOU BE AIGHT!" HE SAID LAUGHING TRYING TO PUT SOME HUMOR IN ME. WE CHOPPED IT UP FOR A COUPLE OF MORE MINUTES UNTIL WE HAD FINISHED ROLLING UP THE WEED. RICK STAYED IN THE BABY JET, THIS MUTHAFUCKA USED TO BE LIKE NEW JACK CITY BACK IN THE DAY, IT HAD CALMED DOWN A WHOLE LOT SINCE THEN. AS THEY WERE ABOUT TO ENTER THE BUILDING IT WAS SOME TWEAKERS THAT WERE COMING FROM THE TOP OF THE STAIRS LOOKING LIKE THEY HAD JUST TOOK A MAC BLAST OF THAT GOOD SHIT. " GOT SOME BLOW...GOT SOME CRACK.... WUSSUP?" THE DENGY OLD WOMAN SAID WITH ONE LUCKY TOOTH. HER JEANS WERE COVERED WITH FILTH LIKE SHE HAD JUST COME FROM UNDERNEATH SOMEBODIES CAR GIVING AN OIL CHANGE "NAH, YOU DON'T NEED NO MORE DOPE YOU NEED A BATH...TAKE YO DUSTY ASS ON SOMEWHERE WE AIN'T GOT NUTHIN FOR YA" RICK SAID AS THEY KEPT IT MOVIN INSIDE. RICK AND NESTO MUST OF ROLLED UP LIKE THREE MORE AFTER THE FIRST TWO WERE GONE AND PLAYED A COUPLE OF GAMES ON THE PLAYSTATION 3. " SHIT YOU LOOKIN LIKE NEW MONEY WIT DAT WET ASS SS OUTSIDE, WHAT TYPE OF MOVES YOU BEEN MAKIN TOBE SO FRESH OUT. " SOME OF MY OLD SCHOOL WORK PUT ME ON WIT DAT PAPER GAME, AND ME AND NESSE BEING DOING A COUPLE OF JOBS." SHIT I BEEN DEBATING WHETHER OR NOT I WANNA GET BACK IN THE GAME" NESSE TOLD HIM WHILE HE WAITED FOR HIS OPINION. " LOOK, IMMA TELL YOU LIKE THIS, AND THIS IS CAUSE I LOVE YOU BRUH......YOU NEED TO FIND YOU A JOB, YOU GOT YO KIDS DEPENDING ON YOU AND AT THE SAME TIME BY NO MEANS AM I TELLING YOU TO BE A POOR HUSTLER. IM JUST TRYING TO TELL YOU THAT WHATEVER YOU CHOOSE TO DO JUST BE SMART ABOUT IT. COME ON NOW, YOU KNOW AINT NO LOVE IN THIS TOWN. BE SMART BECAUSE THE ODDS ARE ALREADY AGAINST YOU AND IT WAS DESIGNED TO KEEP THE BLACK MAN DOWN" HE PROTESTED. "THIS NIGGA NEED TO BE SOMEBODY MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER " NESTO THOUGHT TO HIMSELF. " JUST LOOK AT ME LIL BRUH, AINT NOBODY EVER GAVE ME NUTHIN! EVERYTHING I WANTED I HAD TO GO AND GET IT. IT AIN'T LIKE IM TELLING YOU NUTHIN YOU DON'T KNOW. YOU GOT THE GAME BUT WHAT IS YOU GON DO WIT IT? YOU WANNA BE OUT HERE IN THE TOWN RUNNING THESE STREETZ FOREVER OR DO YOU WANNA BE ABLE TO GET YOU AND YO FAMILY UP OUT THE GHETTO AND GO LIVE LIKE DEM WHITE NIGGAS? MAN DATS SOMETHIN FOR YOU TO THINK ABOUT. IM CONFIDENT THAT YOU WILL MAKE THE RIGHT DECISION....AND WITH THAT SAID....MY NIGGA DO YOU!!...BUT BE SMART!!! AND AFTER THAT I HAD HEARD WHAT I NEEDED TO HEAR. EVERYTHING HE SAID AFTER THAT POINT WAS A BLURR, BECAUSE I HAD MY MIND MADE UP.......JUST ONE MORE TIME.

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