Product Of The Street: Union City 3 (Product of the Street: Union City #3)

by E. Bowser

“You know me, Cent. So fucking tell me so I can make it happen,” I demanded. I hoped it was to just shoot her mother in the head. That bitch needed to go

She definitely needs to go Asap

Whoever Roman was talking to, and I have a good feeling who it is, would be the one who wants that bag back,”

Im guessing Charles

There shouldn’t be anyone walking around with an elephant trunk for a dick with the width of a water bottle.

“Girl, yasss. But that wasn’t shit because Mala was on some boss shit. She told him to put one hand on his desk and use the other to pull out his dick! Bitch, when I tell you that thing came from under his desk like an anaconda looking for a meal, I almost passed the fuck out!”