I don’t know how many times I have told these simple minded fools to I.D every bitch that was passed threw my joint. I owned Jazzy’s. It was a poetry club. It was my mother’s dream to have this place open but she passed before I could even get it for her. We had probables with females under twenty one getting in my establishment.
“I’m gonna need you girl to leave now.” I snapped at the two young bitches in the section.
”Fuck you mean we gotta leave? We paid just like everyone else.” The light skin one said.
”I said what I said. Y’all young hoes ain’t suppose to be in here.” I snapped.
”You know what it’s cool we gonna leave but check our I.D’s then we out.” She snapped. I took the shit out our hand and saw her ass was 32. I’m telling you this girl barely looked 18.
”Yeah ain’t got shit to say let’s go Sassy.” The quiet one said.
”I apologize." I said.
”Tuhhhhh don’t bother. We on our way out now." Sassy snapped.
The rest of the bight went smooth everyone had a good time but when Louee came in my office with a mug I was confused. louee was my big brother, he sacrificed a lot to give me the life I was given. Mama getting at sick when I was 14 made Louee have to step up. By the time he was 21 and I was 16 he was running these streets in Arizona. By the time I turned 18 he told me it was my turn to learn the ropes and I did. Now the Salvitorians were the most powerful family around.
”Bruh do you know who you kicked out today?” He asked.
”No.” I said.
”The Savages, as in the most powerful females around, our fuckin plug.” He snapped.
”Damn I didn’t even know it was them.” I said shaking my head.
”Yeah well they talking about not doing business with us so you better make this right Gucci. I don’t care what you gotta do but you better get them back on our team.” He said slamming my door.
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