Waist Deep Page #4

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Check it out. I got some info

for the streets, man.

Hot off the wires.

Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa

and Police Chief William J. Bratton

declared war on city street gangs today,

saying they will...

-There you go. That's him.

-...use the same tactics that crippled

the Mafia to pursue gang leaders

and their members.

Police will begin issuing...

Tell your little busted-ass

homey I'm looking for him.

So what up?

Man, I got good news.

I got bad news.

The good news is

I found out who got Junior.

The bad news,

I found out who got Junior.

-Who?

-Big Meat.

Word on the street, man,

you papered up.

Say you got $100,000

stashed somewhere.

That little job you've got at that security,

that sh*t just a front.

Said he struck gold when he found out

Junior was your kid.

I told that nigga before I got out

I ain't got no more of that money.

He don't believe you.

He want the whole $100,000 in exchange

for Junior by Friday, midnight.

How the f*** am I supposed to come up

with $100,000 by tomorrow?

I don't know, man.

But if you don't give it to him,

he gonna start chopping on Junior.

O,

if you've got that money, man,

you gotta give it up.

Lucky, you think I be doing security

if I had $100,000, bro?

All I know is if you ain't got that money,

then you better find it.

Quick.

All right.

I'm gonna have his money by tomorrow.

You get word to that nigga.

When he gets that money,

Junior better walk.

Tell him to try me.

So then,

what's your next move?

I take Meat out

and go get my son.

You can't even get near him.

I can get near anybody.

No. Trust me. I used to run for the Outlaws.

I know what I'm talking about.

If you really want your son,

you need to get that money.

All right. I got a plan.

I need you in

on it with me, though.

I don't know you.

You said you wanna

get out of the life, right?

You want out, right?

Roll with me on this.

You're not hearing me.

You're not understanding what I'm saying.

F***ing with them is suicide.

Trust me on this. I got you.

All right. I'm in

if we hit P-Money, too.

I'll take half,

so I can disappear.

-P-Money?

-Yeah.

I don't have a problem

with P-Money.

Yeah, well, I do.

How much do you know

about P-Money's operation?

Everything.

I know for a fact that

Meat's trying to

take over his territory,

and P ain't having it.

They're going head-to-head

right now. And you know what?

Meat hit one of P-Money's

spots the other night.

I know P's looking

to retaliate.

All right.

I got us something.

But Coco?

Yeah.

If they find out what

I'm doing, my son is dead.

So it's either all or nothing.

I'm all in.

Yeah?

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