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    “Hell yea something wrong. That yellow bitch in there trying to pull the okie doke on us.”
    Gotti’s face creased in confusion. “Man what are you talking about?” He asked, as my eyes roamed to the two women coming from the house. Brownskin had my glass in her hand plus another glass, I assumed it was for herself. While that scandalous yellow broad had another Heineken in tow.
    I gave her an ice grill before focusing back on Gotti. “ I walked in the house and heard her and ol’ girl arguing about slipping some shit in our drinks. I hope she ain’t already got you playboy.” I warned, just as they walked up.
    “Hey boo, I saw that your beer was almost gone, so I brought you another.” Her sneaky ass had a nerve to smile, if I didn’t  know how scandalous she was, I wouldn’t have given her gesture a second thought.
    Gotti’s face turned as cold as ice. Pure evil was etched into it, and I actually started to feel a certain way about the way that he was looking. I didn’t want to be involved in none of the bullshit that I know he was cooking up.
    “Nah ma, you drink that shit.” He countered, a little too calm.
    She let out a chuckle. “I got it for you though. I’m already buzzing.” She waved him off outstretching her hand for him to take the drink.
    Gotti stepped towards her, and I stepped in front of him. I didn’t want him to do anything stupid in front of so many witnesses.
    “I said drink that shit!” He boomed through clenched teeth.
    Ol girl jumped a bit, then she looked from her friend, to me, then back to Gotti. I could tell that she was trying to come up with some excuse. I was waiting for her to drink that shit. Give her a taste of her own medicine.
    “What happened? Why are you acting so mean now?” She changed the subject, not budging to bring the drink to her lips.
    “Stop bullshitting and drink that rigged up ass drink and get it over with before you make it harder on yourself.” I stepped in, before Gotti got to whooping on her ass.
    She cut her eyes to me, looking guilty as ever. “What are you talking about?”
    “Man, cut that innocent act and drink that fucking drink! I heard you and baby girl in the kitchen.”
    By now, ol’ girl looked like a deer caught in headlights, she was practically begging for her girl to step in with her eyes, but brownskin had a look that screamed ‘you’re on your own’.
    “Yea now drink that shit.” Gotti leaped towards her and pushed the bottle to her mouth, forcing her to drink it.
    She got to squirming and making crazy noises. The beer was spilling all over her and it was beginning to cause a scene. I looked around at people eyeing us and decided to stop him.
    I had never been the scary type, nor have I been a punk. With age comes wisdom, and I was too old to get involved in the bullshit that was about to take place if I didn’t stop it. Gotti was usually on point with his shit and I knew that he wasn’t fully in his right mind.
    “Now I suggest you get the fuck on before you lose your life tonight. And you need to get another hustle before you end up dead!” I mushed her in the head, pushing her towards the door. I know I may have been wrong for putting my hands on her, but in actuality I was saving her life, and my homeboy’s freedom all at the same time.
    “What about my stuff.” She whined.
    “ Fuck yo’ shit! You better get the fuck on before you end up dead in this backyard. You lucky as hell I don’t let this nigga off your ass!” I told her mushing her in the head again, attempting to get her the fuck on quicker.
    I didn’t come for this bullshit. Gotti was still wild as hell. I had to shake my head as I watched Lil Ratchet practically run off.  Gotti’s wife was a decent woman and I couldn’t believe after all these years he hadn’t grown up and started to treat her how she was supposed to be treated.
    That wasn’t for me to sit up and try to figure out. I still planned to hit up my boy’s