#KontrolReads A Hustlers Coalition by Bengy D. Sherman

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One year out of high school, Antonio Freeman finds his self flat broke, without a job and no plans of furthering his education. in one afternoon everything changed and he went from flat broke to running his own mini cartel known as GMB (Get Money Boyz). Antonio Freeman AKA Free takes to the streets with only one thing on his mind and that is to get money at all cost. He sets out on a bloody mission fueled by greed and the mean and gritty streets of Fort Worth are in for a rude awakening. Many alliances has been formed and just as many has been broken.
“Tisk, Tisk, Tisk.” I said patting his knee with the barrel of my gun. “karma’s a motherfucker ain’t my nigga, but what I fell to realize is “WHY” why would you betray your family like that, we were family. I put you on true enough you was pushing your lil ounces and what not, but nigga I blessed your game with Keys. you went from making a couple thousand a week to over 10G’s. What you want to speak now, ok but before you speak choose your words carefully cause they might be your last.” I motioned for Sparkles to ungag his ass.
“Fr-Free cuzz I don’t know what the fuck you talking about my nigga. I aint betrayed shit. whoever feeding you this shit is a fucking.” Fat-C was cut off by a blow to the head that immediately blood started to run down his face courtesy of J-Rock.
“Bitch shut the fuck up you betrayed us. Free fuck this shit let me go ahead and kill this fat motherfucker.” J’Rock said pulling his and placing the cold steel to the side of his head. Fat-C begun to cry.
“Hey, Hey its a lil too late for that shit you shoulda thought about that shit before you made a deal with the devil.” I said standing up from mu position and liting a Newport.
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