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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Sept 27, 2008 15:01:04 GMT -5
G and Caine Arive
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Sept 27, 2008 15:20:53 GMT -5
Yassen opens the trunk of his Patriot, revealing 50kg of 100% Cuban Heroine. He had stolen it off some Balla OG.
Yassen: Check out this shit. Stole it from some Balla OG. I'm selling it for $25,000 a pop. So, if you want 50 keys, then it's $1,250,000, or some Grade A guns. You interested?
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Sept 27, 2008 19:32:45 GMT -5
G- Aight
Caine hands them the money
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Sept 28, 2008 3:39:20 GMT -5
Yassen takes the money, then gives them the 50kg of 100% pure Cuban Heroine.
Yassen: By the way, i'm Don Sarov, of the Sarov Family. If you want, we can waste some Ballas sometime.
Yassen gives G his Phone number, then drives off in his Patriot.
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Post by konvict420 on Oct 16, 2008 17:39:34 GMT -5
John rolls up to the warehouse in his blade with his boys riding with him. John sticks his head out and looks around.
John- Yo sonn, i'm looking for that nigga caine. We lookin to make a serious deal, no fucking around. We tryin to get this paper for real.
They all sit in the car for a few mins, then pull the car around by the curb.
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Oct 17, 2008 12:51:09 GMT -5
Caine walks out of the deuce hangout with over 15 members armed with macs
Caine- what the fuck you want
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Post by konvict420 on Oct 19, 2008 22:29:24 GMT -5
John looks up at Caine for minute. " yo dont be pointin them guns at me, i'm bein serious."
John steps out of car for a minute. " we know some dumb niggaz over on idlewood that have over 40 grams of kush, and if we can get that. We could split it and then work together. Sell the product all over los santos"
John holds out hand. "is it a deal or what?"
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Oct 20, 2008 10:27:37 GMT -5
Yo dog i cant make no deals without talkin to G he is the leader of Deuce
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Post by konvict420 on Oct 20, 2008 15:04:56 GMT -5
Looks up at him. "well iight, take my number. And jus hit me up if its a deal, cause theres some paper to made around here"
gets back in car. Turns up music and pulls away.
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Oct 20, 2008 16:15:36 GMT -5
Caine calls G
G- Hello
Caine- yo bro some dude just rolled up on the spot saying he wants to steal 40 grams of Kush
G- dude 40 grams aint shit find out if he ment pounds
Caine- aight
Caine calls John yo did you mean pounds dawg
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Post by konvict420 on Oct 20, 2008 23:02:47 GMT -5
John talks on cell phone. "actually, they dont even have kush. I just got word that they moved in 50 keys of 100% pure columbian heaven. And i'm sure we can make some cash off that"
"So talk to your boss and see was poppin, then hit me back up."
jeckel hangs up phone and continues smoking blunt.
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Oct 21, 2008 10:51:08 GMT -5
Caine- They dont even have kush but john said they have 50 kgs of columbian heaven
G- aight get some our boys together i will be there in a min
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Post by konvict420 on Oct 21, 2008 19:51:37 GMT -5
John sits in a black armored van full of his boys waitin for the call. "yo, you niggaz watch yo back. And you already know, blast on them niggaz." Waits in car until we go.
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Post by Don Joseph Trapani on Oct 21, 2008 20:53:21 GMT -5
Caine phones john blast on em
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Post by konvict420 on Oct 21, 2008 22:42:37 GMT -5
John picks up phone now "iight lets do it!!!!!!!"
Jeckel, his Boy Zeke and his crew pull off fast and pull up in front of house with caines crew. The rough ryders and deuce starts blastin at the house, then they both kick in the door. They run in, pop off 5 guys sittin in living room. Caine and the deuce ran upstairs and capped all them standin around smokin. Then a shotgun blast fires off and a deuce member dies, "oh shit" Jeckel runs up and opens fire on killer. "stupid punk" Jeckel runs over to caine and takes him downstairs. They go and grab it then run outside, then take it and split it up. Jeckel throws his share in the van. "good job caine, we'll be in touch for more deals" Zeke jumps in the driver seat of van and pulls away wit jeckel in passenger.
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