TRAPSTAR CHAPTER ONE "Just breathe my nigga! Please fuckin breathe bruh! Bruh?! BRUH??!!!" - Lo It was 3:30 in the fucking mornin and this nigga wanna get a fucking chicken sandwich from the "Dwarf". "He lucky he my fuckin nigga, thought Lo, but shit, He could'nt be mad. That's just the type of shit Rico did on a daily basis. I mean this was the definition of a real nigga thru and thru, he has a 100% grind mentality, zero tolerance for bullshit, and a good ass heart, so it was safe to say he and Lo fucked wit each other the long way. " My nigga you sure you ain't fuckin wit none of this yard bird? Nigga you know yo lil skinny ass hungry you need to eat every gristle they got in this bitch!" Rico said killing himself laughing. " Fuck you fat boy wit ya hoghead cheese eating ass!, Lo replied while flipping Rico off. " You need to just bring yo sausage head ass on so you can drop me off shit it's damn near 40 in da morning." Rico looked at Lo with a smile on his face and replied, "Nigga shut yo lil ass up youngsta, what I done told you bout disrespecting your fuckin elders. So busy fuckin wit Rico ass, Lo didn't even pay attention to the two niggas sitting in the two door Cutlas in the parking lot by the Hollywood Store. Shit, by the time Lo even noticed these niggas, they were already getting out the car walkin towards the chicken stand. The one who jumped out of the drivers seat was tall but slender in build, with his hat pulled down over his eyes. He casually strolled over to the chicken stand and took his place in line behind Rico. By this time Lo seen the passenger emerge in all black with his hoodie pulled over his head, but this nigga had a look on his face which made Lo give him his undivided attention. As he took position behind his homeboy, something told Lo to get the fuck out the car. While opening the door Lo noticed the driver and Rico start to exchange words. See bruh was known for getting that cash, and a lot of niggas hated on him for that. By the time the door opened, Rico had took off and sparked the shit out of this nigga knocking his ass damn near down, when out of nowhere Lo saw the nigga on the passenger side up that cannon so fast that, shit,neither he nor Rico seen it coming. By the time Rico turned around it was too late. The bullet entered and exited Rico's head so fast that he was dead before he hit the ground. Lo tried to frantically make his way towards his brother when the nigga turned the gun on Lo and placed the still smokin barell to his head. Lo knew if he even flinched that this nigga would'nt hesitate to kill him too. "Move pussynigga and I'm gone shoot yo fuck ass too nigga ya hear me." Aight my nigga, aight.!" yelled Lo. "Just let me check on my nigga dog!" At the same time Lo was talking to the shooter, the car he was in, pulled up and ol boy jumped in the car and they both sped away onto Massachusetts. As the sound of the sirens from the approaching ambulance loomed in the distance mixed with the screams of the female cashier standing behind the coudsliding glass window of the chicken stand,Lo made his way t#lifeloflhis Please fucking breathe bruh! Bruh?! BRUH??!!