Tears of a Hustler 2 (14 page)

“What’s good my niggaz?” Knowledge said as he and his crew headed straight for the entrance. “I heard they got some bad bitches up in this spot.”

Shorty replied, looking like a pervert.
“Did you bring me what I asked for?” Knowledge
questioned.
“Yeah it’s right here,” Suge said as he handed
Knowledge a book bag. “That’s $10,000 in one’s just like you
asked.”
“A’ight good looking baby,” Knowledge said as he
handed each soldier a stack of singles. “Ya’ll niggaz enjoy
yourselves and have a good time, I know I am.”
Once all the strippers saw Knowledge and his crew enter
the club, they immediately swarmed him and his crewlike sharks
who smelled blood.
“Hey what’s up big time?” A dark skin stripper witha stupid fat
ass spoke. “I ain’t seen you in here for a while.”
“You know I had to get my one, two on. But withan ass
that fat, you know I was coming back,” Knowledge said as he
pulled the stripper down onto his lap.
“What will you be drinking?” A topless waitress asked
seductively as she approached the two.
“Let me get a Vodka and orange juice and get thelady
“Let me get a Vodka and orange juice and get thelady
dollar bill down in the waitress’s shorts.
“Thank you baby and what will you be drinking?” The
waitress asked looking at Felisha for a response.
“I’ll have the same thing he’s having,” she replied as she
straddled her legs around Knowledge’s waist and began to
slowly gyrate her hips to the music the D.J. was playing. “That’s what I’m talking about,” Knowledge slurred, still
feeling a buzz from the small bottle of Henny he consumed
earlier in the night.
“Just tell momma how you want it and it’s all yours,”
Felicia whispered in Knowledge’s ear as she took it in her mouth. “You know I want some of that bomb ass head and of
course you know I can’t let you go with out busting that ass,”
Knowledge grinned as he cupped both of her ass cheeks with a
firm grip.
“You know I got you,” Felicia said, thinking back on the
first time her and Knowledge had sex. Felicia and about five of
her co-workers had met Knowledge and a few of his boys at a
hotel when they got off work. All she could remember was ass
and titties everywhere, unlimited bottles of champagne and
Knowledge fucking the shit out of her and her best friend who
laid next to her.
“You know I’m down for round two,” Felisha said,
matching Knowledge’s stare. The conversation was momentarily
paused when the waitress re-appeared carrying two drinks. “Good looking ma. Keep the change,” Knowledge said
with a wink.
The waitress just smiled as she turned and headed back towards
the bar; throwing a little extra switch in her walkso Knowledge
could see what she was really working with. Knowledge made a
mental note to get the Spanish waitress’s number before he left. “So how you wanna do this at a hotel or did you have
something else in mind?” Felisha asked as she felt Knowledge’s
manhood began to rise underneath her.
“We can do it like the last time,” Knowledge replied with
a smirk.
“So when do you want to be out?”
“Let my homies have a little more fun, then we can roll,”
Knowledge said as he looked over Felisha’s shoulder and saw
Suge, Shorty, and the rest of the crew toss dollarslike it was
nothing.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Suge slurred ashe slid a
hand full of dollars into the stripper’s thong, who stood in front
of him bent over.

Meanwhile, across the street from strip club sat a white van. “As soon as dem blood clot pussy boys come out, I want ya’ll to rinse ya gun in their face,” Dirty said, giving his five soldiers simple instruction.

“A’ight bet. Don’t have me waiting all day,” Knowledge said as he slapped Felicia’s ass as she walked off.
Once Felicia disappeared inside the dressing room, Knowledge quickly made his way over to the bar. As he approached, he noticed some john talking to the Spanish waitress.

“Here’s a hundred dollars now get lost,” Knowledge said, tossing the hundred dollar bill at the john’s chest.
“Damn you throw paper away just like that?” The waitress asked with a raised brow.
“You can’t take it to Heaven or Hell with you, so you might as well spend it,” Knowledge replied with a smile.
“Uhmm… Excuse me, but I believe I was talking to the lady first,” the john said, tapping Knowledge on his shoulder.
Knowledge ignored the man and continued on withhis conversation. “So you got a number that I can reach you at?”
“Hey asshole, I was talking to the lady first,” the john growled as he grabbed Knowledge by his shoulder and spun him around. “I said…”
“You said what muthafucka!” Knowledge snarled. “Oh I’m sorry Knowledge. I didn’t know that was you,” the john said, copping a plea.
“Yo get the fuck out my face,” Knowledge quickly dismissed the john.
“Yo, you good?” Shorty asked with his hand on his 9mm.
“Yeah everything good, just some chump who madean honest mistake,” Knowledge hissed as he turned his attention back towards the topless waitress. “Like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted,” Knowledge continued smoothly. “Let me get your name and number before I get up outta here.”
“The name’s Jamie,” she replied as she scribbled down her number on a napkin and slid it over the counter.
“You’ll be hearing from me soon,” Knowledge said, stuffing the napkin down in his pocket as him, his entourage, and Felicia and a few of her co-workers headed forthe exit. Once outside, the cool air slapped Knowledge and his crew in the face.
“Damn it’s kinda nippy out here B,” Shorty said out loud as he zipped up his jacket.
“This that good football weather right here,” Suge said as he noticed a white van crusing through the parking lot.
Suge quickly reached for his hip until he noticed one of the strippers had dropped her cigarettes. As the stripper bent over to pick up her cigarettes, her ass grabbed theattention of Knowledge and his entire crew. By the time Suge looked back up, he saw the side door of the van open with three men with long dred locks hanging out the side. Each man held a firm grip on a machine gun.
“Oh shit it’s a hit!” Suge yelled as he quickly pulled his pistol from his waist.
Once Dirty saw Knowledge and his crew not on point, him and his shooters immediately opened fire on whoever was standing outside at that time. Knowledge’s eyes lit up when he saw a van full of Jamaicans. He quickly snatched his .40 from the small of his back, but it was a little too late. Bullets were already flying through the air.
One of Knowledge’s soldiers quickly tackled himin an attempt to protect him. In the process the soldier took four bullets in his back and rib cage area.
“Fuck!” Knowledge cursed loudly as he rolled the dead body off of him and returned fire.
Dirty and his crew tore up the whole front of the strip club before the van stormed out of the parking lot, burning rubber as it bent the corner.
Once the bullets finished ringing out, Shorty shot to his feet and tried to chase the van down the street, sending shots in its direction with his 9mm.
When Knowledge finally made it back to his feet, he saw all of his soldiers sprawled out on the ground, along withFelicia and her crew. “Where the fuck is Suge?” Knowledge thought out loud, as he searched all the bodies that laid before him. “Ahw hell naw!” Knowledge said in a weak voice as he sawSuge laid out on the concrete with two bullets holes in his chest. “You a’ight?” Knowledge asked as he knelt down by Suge’s side.
“It was all my fault. I seen it coming,” Suge slurred as he broke into a coughing fit.
“Do me a favor; try not to talk,” Knowledge saidas he pulled out his cell phone and called for an ambulance.
“You know why this happened right?” Suge asked in a frail voice. “Because I didn’t have my shades on,”he said with a bloody smile.
Knowledge couldn’t help but chuckle. “You and them damn glasses,” he said, shaking his head. “Just hang in there. You gonna make it.”
Seconds later, Suge’s body began to shake uncontrollably. His eyes stared off into space as the life drained from his body. “Fuck,” Knowledge whispered as he watched his friend die in his arms.
“
AWWW SHIT
!” Shorty huffed as he returned to the scene and saw Suge laid out on the concrete leaking. “Come on B. We can’t stay here,” he said as he heard the sirens getting louder and louder.
“I ain’t leaving him like this,” Knowledge declared as he held his friend’s hand.
“We ain’t leaving him because he’s already gone!” Shorty said, placing a hand on Knowledge’s shoulder. “If we don’t leave now, then all three of us gonna be gone you dig?”
Knowledge slowly let go of Suge’s hand as he dug down in Suge’s left front pocket.
“Come on man. What the fuck you doing?” Shorty yelled as he watched Knowledge take his sweet time. “Fuck this shit,” he yelled as he jogged towards his truck.
Knowledge searched Suge’s pockets until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out Suge’s sunglasses and placed them on his face. “My nigga I’mma see you when I see you. But know that whoever did this, is going to pay with their fucking life.”
“Yo come the fuck on!” Shorty yelled, beeping the horn as he pulled up directly in front of Knowledge. Knowledge took one last look at Suge before he got up and slid in the passenger side of the vehicle. Once he was inside, Shorty putthe pedal to the metal.

“What’s so fucking important that I had to get out my bed at five o’clock in the morning?” G-money asked with a slight attitude.

“I have something I want to show you,” Pauleena replied with a wicked grin on her face.
“What’s that?” G-money asked as he noticed that Pauleena had on a wife beater, army pants, and a pair of combat boots.
“Right this way,” she said as she led G-money, Roy and Malcolm into the next room.
As soon as G-money entered the room, he noticed a man with long dred locks tied to a chair in the middle of the room. From the bruises on his face he could tell that he probably been getting fucked up for the past 24 hours. “So what’s his story?” G-money asked, with little emotion.
“I see somebody ain’t been on they job,” Pauleena chuckled. “Did you know that Suge was murdered last night?”
“Get the fuck outta here,” G-money said fanning her off.
“You don’t believe me? Why don’t you call up your friend Knowledge?”
Without hesitation, G-money dialed Knowledge’s number. On the fifth ring Knowledge answered.
“Yoooo where the fuck you been? I been trying to call you all night. Some fuck boy niggaz rolled up and dumped on us, muthafuckas took Suge out.”
“Fuck!” G-money cursed loudly. “A’ight I don’t wanna talk about this over the phone. I’mma get up with you later on tonight,” G-money said, hanging up in Knowledge’s ear.
“Fuck all this low profile shit,” G-money huffed. “This riding around in limo’s and shit ain’t me.”
“Okay just be prepared for all the heat that’s going to come down on you,” Pauleena warned. “This game is all about longevity.”
“I can dig it,” G-money replied dryly. “So who’s this cocksucker?” he said, looking towards the Jamaican tied to the chair.
“One of my people’s hit me up, talking about they heard this fool bragging about how him and his crew had just hit up Knowledge and his crew.”
“So did you get any info out of this chump?”
“Nothing serious, all he told me was it’s a big contract on your head,” Pauleena replied.
“My head?” G-money asked with a smile.
“Yes sir.”
“What else is new?” G-money said nonchalantly as he shrugged his shoulders. “So what you wanna do withthis mop head muthafucka?”
“It’s your call,” Pauleena said, looking at G-money for his response.
“A’ight I got mad shit I gotta take care of today, so I’m going to try to get up with you later,” G-money said calmly as he kissed Pauleena on the cheek. Then he pulled out his .45 and walked over towards the Jamaican. Without a trace of emotion, G-money emptied the entire clip in the Jamaican’s body as he turned and filed for the exit. “Yo ya’ll be easy. I’m out.”
Once she was sure G-money was gone, Pauleena spoke. “I like that guy, muthafucka got a lot of heart.”
“I don’t like him. That wild muthafucka is goingto get us all locked up,” Malcolm huffed as he grabbed a bottle of Vodka and helped himself to a shot.
“Oh shut up Malcolm. You don’t like nobody,” Pauleena said, waving him off. “But Roy, we got a little problem that I’m going to need you to take care of for me.”
“What’s up?” Roy asked from the sideline.
“A little trouble back home,” Pauleena began. “Some guy named Big Time call himself opening up three trap houses on our territory. I’mma need you to go out there and make an example out of this guy.”
“Consider it done,” Roy replied with a grin. “I was starting to get home sick anyway.”

“Thanks for meeting me here on such short notice,” Gmoney said as he glanced at the menu in front of him.
“My pleasure, I ain’t seen you in mad long,” April replied with a smile.
“How’s Skip holding up in there?”
“He’s cool, making the best out of a fucked up situation.”
Before G-money could reply, he noticed two FBI agents sit at a table directly across from him and April.“Look at these dick heads.”
“Damn, them crackers ain’t going to stop until they catch ya ass,” April chuckled.
“Well let them keep trying and I’ll keep getting money until they succeed,” G-money began quietly. “I got one of my goons dropping off a little paper in your trunk right now.”
“Right now?” April said, looking over her shoulder.
“Yeah it’s kind of hard for me to move around with all this heat,” he said, nodding his head towards the two FBI agents.
“I can dig it.”
“How’s the lil man?”
“Oh he’s cool, getting big,” April said.
“That’s cool, but I got a couple of things I need to take care of so I’mma have to cut this a little short. Ijust wanted to make sure you were straight financially,” G-money said with a wink as he stood up.
“Ok, well keep in touch. My number is still the same. I’mma stay here and enjoy my dinner, especially since it’s already paid for,” April said with a warm smile.
“I know that’s right,” G-money said as he kissed April on the cheek. “Ok come on muthafuckas. Let’s roll,” he said as he knocked on the table that the FBI agents sat at.
Being caught off guard and not knowing what to do, the two agents quickly shot to their feet and stormed out of the restaurant; not wanting to lose sight of their mainsuspect.
“This nigga gonna always be crazy,” April said out loud as she shook her head.