Game Over

"All right." Angie sighed, "Well, let me tell ya'll this shit," she said pouring herself a glass of Hennessey and Alize. "When we pulled up in front of his house, I was trying my best not to get all worked up about homeboy's lil' section eight, townhouse hook up. This was a Jersey niggah mind you. No offense ya'll." She looked at me and Shannon. "But this ma'fucker lived in the heart of Newark, right off Rt.