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A GOOD BOY GONE BAD....PART 1

there was a young man named....trveor who was born and raised in atlanta ga peachtree city...one morning he was getting ready for school when a friend of his name...black called him

aye homie watz good...said black
shit bout 2 get ready 4 school...said trevor
fuck dat im not goin im bout 2 make money u kno how we do...said black

yea i feel u homie but imma b there when i leave school...said trevor

later that day around 3 school was letting out and trevor seen his ex sabrina

hey baby im sorry 4 da way i was da other day...said sabrina
wateva yo get out my face...trevor said
why u actin like dis i said im sorry..said sabrina
bye yo...said trevor

around 7pm trevor met up with black and they was hustling on the streets that whole day about five minutes later a car was driving slow with tinted windows and black spotted them

aye trevor keep ur eyes open dat car is creepin..said black
i see dem muthafuckaz let dem try somethin...said trevor
u strapped rite...asked black
fuck yea i am...trevor said

the car was approaching them slowly so black and trevor both
had they hands on they guns getting ready then it started

AYE BLACK LOOK OUT!!!!...shouted trevor
fuck yall muthafuckaz WHAT!! TAKE THESE DAMN BULLETS !!!!...shouted black
trevor kill da driver dat muthafucka bout shoot...said black
fuck u now look at u rest in peace asshole....said trevor

while this was going on the poilce was five minutes away
and when the poilce got there black and trevor started shooting at them

FUCK DA DAMN POILCE HEA!!!!!...shouted trevor
fuck dem they can get it 2...said black

bullets was flying everywhere and blood was being splattered

aye lets get DA FUCK OUTTA HEA TREVOR!!!!! NOW!!!!...shouted black
fuck da police...said trevor

black and trevor got away ran into an alley and stayed there
til it was safe to leave

ok i think we safe 4 now...said trevor
aye go str8 home yo & let dis shit blow ova..trevor said
aight...said black

later that night black was home and trevor was home counting
they money and was happy til they do this again
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