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Thug Confession: Ricco Must Die
Hood Justice
Ricco posts up at Anna Mae’s trailer at the Whitesides Trailer Park. He serves up fiends every Friday which is payday for the civilians. After everyone is serviced he then shoots up Anna Mae with the white horse and defouls the once gorgeous black beauty for the balance of the evening.
The police ride through at midnight and not again till the morning shift at 6 am. I’m in a blacked-out SUV, blacked-out gear from head to toe, and idling 100 yards away. I’ve traveled eight hours from Maryland to this hell hole in North Carolina.
My tears will not stop streaming from my face. Although my big homie died over a year ago I never grieved. I look at Simmie Dave’s picture from my phone one last time.
I park in the bushes. It’s now 2:00 am. I’m stealth like a hood ninja, blending in like a chameleon more deadly than a black mamba. I walk up to the back of the trailer, kick the door in, and it crashes to the floor.
Ricco comes out of the bedroom hot, firing shots into the darkness. He must feel Lucifer’s bastard child coming for his soul. You see Ricco had my cousin murdered but the jury found him not guilty. Such is the life of a trailer park Plug, no witness willing to come forward and testify.
