chinatown meeting with T.Y

[n/a]

Dusheptt drives to the side of the road in his orange custum adrimal with his freind Wiggi a sharp shot that has a scare on his left eye a blond mullet, cargo shorts and a black tank top and parks on the sidewalk fresh back from his street race the other day.

Wiggi: I sure hope he comes

dusheptt: relax homie he aint no murderer he just needs me to act in something

Jock (over cell) : homie you guys straped cause ive got a m-60 just in case

Wiggi (over cell) : ive got a desert eagel

dusheptt snatches the phone of wiggi

dusheptt: MAN WE ARE NOT HERE TO KILL HIM HES NO HITMAN OK!

dusheptt hangs up

dusheptt :dont say a thing wig

all fell silent and they started waiting for T.Y

[n/a]

it was ment to say dont say a thing wig

[tyasdere]

T.Y. came in a limo comes out and put the hands up when he see thr guns to show of hes not with guns
T:hi i want a real fast and stilish driver for my movie but first u have to prove yourself
T looks the adimiral and say:drive this for me- and sit on the back seat-lets go!!

[Don Joseph Trapani]

Don Trapani Walks over he has a 45 in one hand he aims the gun at wiggi he fire Boom Boom he kills hime joey walks over to the car and pulls Dush out he throws him on the car and aims the gun at his
J- Your hitman killed one of my men he shoots dush in the left leg if this ever happens again i will erase you he aims the gun at T.Y Boom Boom Boom he shoots him in his legs
J- Keep you mouth shut bitch don trapani runs back to his car and pulls away

[n/a]

dush reaches for his mobile and calls his jamacan link only known as " westra"

dush-westi
west- what hppen me rasta you seem kinda week in da voice seen?
dush- i need you to get to china town pronto bring the homies and fast.
west- ok rasta ive been over in couple la minutes one love.

dush- T.y are you ok?
dush- come on where are you west