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life and her temper.
    “Look, are ya’ll ready to get this money cause we don’t have time to be sitting on this little bit of money no fuckin way! We trying to be rich!” Nisha sounded stupid saying that now that she had fucked up so much money.
    “I’m gonna holla at the girls tonight and see where their heads are. You just gonna have to play it easy with your ten little bands.” Jasmine laughed and hung up. She had to admit that stupid bitch was funny at times.
       Jasmine called Shannon “Hey sis” Shannon picked up.
    “Hell wish I was as happy as you.” Jasmine stated. This always made Shannon wonder why her sister was often unhappy when she had everything she could ask for. Her husband loved her crazy ass no matter what and she had four beautiful children. Now that they were getting money, besides lying to a great man she couldn’t put her finger on the issue at all, but out of love she asked “What’s the matter boo?”
    “Nothing sis, I told you I’m getting help for myself to save my family.” Jasmine was serious and Shannon loved that quality in her.
    “Well then bitch what’s good with it?” That caused Jasmine to laugh. She knew that her and her sister didn’t get along all the time but when they did, Shannon could be a damn fool.
    “Man are you ready to hit another lick because I think we need to lay low for a while, they still looking for West’s killer.” Jasmine was shook knowing that she was the person that they were in search of.
    “Sis it ain’t no rush for me. I’m still holding seventy-five so I am Gucci for real.” Shannon told her.
    “Aye man, click over and call Jay.” Shannon didn’t know what Jasmine was tripping off cause she knew that her sister didn’t waste money like that but she did what she was asked to.
    Jay must have been on the phone because Shannon had to dial her line a few times before she got her. “Shannon what the hell you blowing my damn phone up for with your skinny crack head ass?” Jay loved to talk shit. She was a Cancer and that’s what they do.
    “Bitch your momma a crack head.” Shannon joked even though she knew that Jay didn’t play no games about her damn momma.
    “Hoe fuck you with yo fluffy ass momma, why the fuck you call me to play games?” Jay loved this girl, crazy and all.
    “Hey bitch, don’t talk about our momma fluffy like your ass slim!” Jasmine and Shannon both double teamed her ass.
    “Oh let me find out this some tag team shit!” Jay laughed at their silly asses.
    “No ya’ll, for real, let’s cut the bullshit. Ya’ll ready to do another lick or what?” Jay was just as shocked as Shannon was at the words coming out of Jasmine’s mouth. She knew how her best friend was with money so she was wondering where this was coming from.
    “You broke Jazz?”  
    “Hell no, you know fuckin better than to ask me some shit like that.” Jasmine almost got pissed but she played it cool.
    “Well why the hell are you asking us this?” This time Jay and Shannon was on the tag team mission.
    “Man this bitch Nisha is down to ten bands.” Jasmine said shaking her head like they could see her.
    “Ten bands!” Both yelled as if their ears were playing tricks on them.
    “Yeah she called me with her chest poked out talking about how she should have gotten more money than the rest of us anyway because she was the one fuckin the nigga.” Jasmine informed them of their conversation.
    “Fuck that ratchet ass bitch! She better be glad that she not fuckin broke for real like she was before my brother started fuckin with her dumb ass.” Shannon was pissed at the balls of that bitch.
    “I know that shits right sis.” Was all Jay said. She didn’t like to do a lot of talking; she would just fuck you up.
    “I know ya’ll think that’s that bitch fault, but she family and we can’t let the hoe dry up,” Jasmine said. It kind of shocked Jay and Shannon, but the next move was just as shocking. “Fuck it I’ll call Dallas