Cappadonna 3 (Season two: Delgato Family: Cappadonna)

by Jahquel J.

“No, that nigga dramatic ass just fucking died, and then he came back.

I know they said Allah saved babies, but just cause that nigga was the size of a toddler didn’t mean he needed to be saved.

When you go toe to toe with Big Capp… you gotta pay. I told you lil’ nigga, I don’t fucking cap.”

Cappadonna didn’t play chess, that nigga played fucking battleship, because he had all his chips lined up perfectly to come for me, and I didn’t know what was next. How could I come back from this?

“When I was in college, I partied like I was getting a grade for it.”

“Same. Even tried coke before… would not recommend ever.” Everybody turned toward Capri and looked at her like she was crazy. “Pri, it’s alright to keep secrets… feel me? We don’t need to know every fucking thing,” Capone told her.

“Stop eye fucking your father-in-law, Suga,” Quameer spoke lowly in my ear, giving me chills, as I looked between him and his father.

“There’s a lot of shit that needs space. R. Kelly from any fucking minor, Bobby Brown from coke, but there’s no space when it comes to us. You’re my wife and I didn’t like walking through our doors and not seeing you or my daughter there.”