The large man said. At that comment, Gerald
and Brush busted out in laughter, then Gerald looked at Junya.
"Let.s face it sonny, you do not have it...I was expecting a war, but all you
did is get bitch slapped! Ha! Ha!...I swear if I had a thousand dollars for every
time some rapper came up to me and told me he was hot...wait a minute...I do!"
Gerald reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. He peeled off a $20
dollar bill that was lingering on the bottom of the pile, and threw it at Junya.
"It.s like that Mr. Mickens...I had a lot of respect for you..."
Junya said as
he reached down onto the floor to pick up the money G-Man threw at him.
Junya looked at G-Man, and then at Brush, and tore the $20 bill in half and threw
it onto the ground.
"I never met no stupid nigga to be tearing money...as broke and fucked
up your ass look, you need any money you can touch! Ha!"
Brush said as he
went into his pocket and pulled out another $20 dollar bill. Gerald went into his
pocket and pulled out a $100 dollar bill. At the same time, the two men threw
the money at Junya, and gave off a laugh.
"Look, I don't need your dough, cause I.m rich in spirit..."
Junya said
quickly, then he was interrupted by Brush with an answer rhyme.
"If you talking bout flowing, dog, I don't want to hear it!"
Brush said.
Brush then reached into his pocket and pulled out another $20 dollar bill, and
threw it on the floor as he walked away. Junya reached down onto the floor and
started to pick up the money, but Gerald placed his shiny shoe on top of the
money.
"Look nigga, don't you ever embarrass me, or yourself like that ever
again! Next time, if I were you, I would try to show a little bit of respect. I could
have put you on tonight. But because of your attitude, or lack there of it, I can.t
do anything for you. I am sorry that this has been a bad night for you...You
know what, keep the fucking money. You need it. Go invest in yourself, and
maybe we can talk business. Do you know how to spell business? I bet you can.t
get passed the b-u-s! Now get off of my floor and get the fuck off of my property
before I have these niggas really fuck you up!"
Gerald kicked his foot backward,
bringing the money in back of him.
Before Junya could reach up off of the floor,
Gerald stepped on his hand, and walked off. The large man then pulled Junya
off of the floor and hurried him to the elevator; the money still on the floor. A
woman that had been watching ran and picked up the money off of the floor:
that woman was Naika, and sure enough, Khevasiah was standing away near the
woman.s restroom, watching the entire occurrence.