Reggie the Stiff Nigga and the Piggy tht Need Him....

This sudden Houston cold front I don't think anybody was really expecting. I went straight to Wal Mart and bought me and my boys some long John underwear. I can't afford to be sick. So I hear tell federal boys is after Piggy now. What the hell could she have possibly done though? With her ass ain't no telling. Long as I've been knowing her I knew she was gutter like the rest of us. Still I knew it wouldnt be long before she reached out to me. Piggy was a cop but she still had love in these streets. I got some money to pick up today too. Here we go, I got main blowing up my phone and the side bitch acting like I owe her something. Umma made nigga and eveyrbody gone either get with that or get with something else. For real. But I see big things coming for the All Money Good Money movement. I heard a nasty little rumor that it was Big Lynn who had put a hit out on Courtney. She was a dirty bitch too. But Big Lynn had ran Sunnyside for the better part of twenty years and I knew that Courtney would be a problem for her. Its crazy how women be scheming on a level we don't even know about it. Both these bitches was gangstas. And one was a cop. Speak of the devil and she shall appear. "What the hell you calling me for?" I hear her laugh. She got this sexy ass voice. "Reggie, don't be like that baby. I need you." I felt some kind of way when she said that but I knew better. You couldn't be no square or have square feelings with this one. This was ______ 's baby girl. Don't play no games. "Trouble, what you want? Hear tell they looking for you." She got quiet. I mean all the stuff that was coming across the TV when they was talking about my buddy, I couldn't believe it. "Yeah, hey look I need to get off the streets for a lil bit. I know you connected. I need to lay low." This didn't even sound like her. "Courtney, you got it. Let me know when you need it. Where you at?" I'm at the DoubleTree Hotel downtown. When can you come?" I had a few errands to run. Wanted to see my lil niggas today. They mama wasn't gone be tryna hear me cancelling nothing. But wait I could still spend time with them and be there for the only woman I knew who would always keep it real with me. "Courtney, text me the address and I'll be on my way." She hung up. Women are such manipulators. I remember I had an old school tell me that years ago. But you couldn't live without and I don't care what a nigga said. I put the address in that she sent me. It took me straight there surprisingly. I swear seem like they would always be working on downtown Houston. Hell Courtney wanted to be King of Houston so bad maybe she needed to work on that. I'm calling her phone and she ain't answering. What the hell? Voicemail. "Hey Courtney, I'm out here girl. I got somewhere I need to be. Come on here." What the hell? Somebody got a pistol clean to the back of my head. My hand is on mine. I'm feeling soft hands rub my ears. "Miss me?" My heartbeat was normal but for some reason I was rocked up. She had snuck up on my blind side. Black T-shirt. Jeans. Black Ball Cap and black high heels. Only Courtney. That pretty blonde hair of hers was in a ponytail. No makeup except for red lipstick. Diamond stud earrings and a single cross necklace around her neck. I just looked at her. "What?!" I watched the little wrinkle her nose did and the lil frown lines she make when she try to act like she all that irritated. I think its cute. "Nigga you in my car. I can look at you if I want to. In your words, who gone check me?" She smiled and then we ride off. We don't talk. Pimp C's Pussy Niggas Anthem comes on and we both jammin. I miss my nigga Chad. I pull up on my baby mama's street and I see the jumpout boys everywhere. She outside talking to the laws and I drive smooth past her and the house. She dont know this car. I just got it. I turned around and I see fear in Courtney's eyes. It's funny because that's something I've never seen in her. "What the hell going on here. I know I ain't did nothing and my P.O. has been paid handsomely." "They're not here for you bae. It's me they're after." What the hell? Her eyes were watering. "I called you from my cell phone and they tracing it. So now the hunter becomes the hunted." Those words chilled me. I had a burner phone in the backseat. I only used it for business but she needed communication. "Give me your phone and you take this one C.C. They can follow me. Use my phone. Its clean. You can have this car too. Its in one of my piece and game's name and its clean. You need to get outta here especially until your lawyer can get the particulars worked out." It broke my heart to see her worry. Truth be told, being wanted and on this side of the law she wasnt used to. Probably would never be used to it. But she needed motivation. So I kissed her lips. Then I grabbed her by her chin as hard as I could. "Bitch you trippin. You've been crowned King of Houston. You mean to tell me you letting a couple feds change who you are?!" Those eyes of her went back to the color of steel. "Houston will talk about you like they talk about your daddy, Mike Walker and Smitty. You can't let that go. You've gone too far to turn back." She kissed me back. I gave her my phone and and all the cash I had on me. She dropped me closer to my BM and then she was gone. That woman had changed my life and I don't think she even knows. You see it won't be what people say about me when I'm gone. The worse thing for me is to not be remembered at all.