“I’m okay with my shit ending here. I’ve lived a good life, young nigga. Have you? Because, before you can clutch the rigidness of your gun tight enough to let that bitch blast, your brains will be splattered all over your establishment. Choose wisely, because your brother won’t give a damn about ending your life and then making sure that you’re buried like a fucking king right next to me. Ain’t that right Luca?”
