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    3 Da Hard Way
    3 Da Hard Way
    3 Da Hard Way
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    3 Da Hard Way

    By Osama

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    Panda, a father of a little girl, is nick-named “Buckroe George” and sells drugs to give his daughter the world.

    Ice sells drugs and beats in the city of Hampton. He is known as the “King of Shell Road.” Ice cares about nothing but Ice.

    Trill and Bills got Digs Park on lock with all the drugs you could want. Problem solvers are what they are.

    When Panda, Ice, and Trill all end up in the same cell at the Hampton Roads Regional Jail, together they come up with a plan to take control over the Eastern Virginia drug game. They all set out to survive a game where drugs rule and deceit controls. Will Panda, Ice, and Trill survive the streets, a place where many seasoned hustlers end up in prison until Neveraury or dead in the same streets they are out to control?

    3 Da Hard Way is a must read. Osama’s debut book is a page turner and will have you trapped in he lives of the characters. Osama is here to stay

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOsama
    Release dateJun 10, 2012
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      3 Da Hard Way - Osama

      CHAPTER 1

      PANDA

      Ay Panda, I need some money for my hair and nails, Janelle said.

      Ask your man. Why you asking me? I told you we ain’t like that. If it don’t involve my daughter, you can’t get shit from me. Where my daughter at, I said.

      Don’t worry. What you won’t do the next man will, she said, walking back to her crib.

      Asia, your pussy ass daddy here. Get your coat and go outside, she told our daughter.

      My daddy not a gana, that’s a no, no word mommy, Asia said.

      I’m grown. I can say what I want. Now get your coat and go see your daddy, Janelle said. She was mad cause I was eating good and wasn’t her sucker anymore.

      I’m just in control of too much shit to be dealing with her bull shit. The only woman I owe anything to is my daughter. She’s my whole world.

      Hey daddy, I missed you today, Asia said. My daughter was my twin.

      I missed you too baby girl. So what are we gonna do today? I asked Asia while putting her in her car seat.

      A movie and chuck e. Cheese, she said.

      Whatever you want, princess: it’s your time so let’s go have some fun, I said.

      I’m Panda AKA Buckroe George. My claim to fame is blow. Plain and simple: I get money off of blow and I am the man….

      CHAPTER 2

      ICE

      Naw start that shit over at the top. It gotta be hard all the way through, I said.

      Ice, that shit is hard from hook to hook, J-Rugger said.

      Yo, drop that beat again Illy and let him bring back some drop, I said.

      I’m Justice AKA Ice and J-Ruger is one of my five artists. I’m Shell Roads finest. I was born and raised on Shell Road. When I say born, I literally mean born. My mother’s water broke on Shell Road. She thought it was water from the fire hydrant and keep playing till I started creeping out. Her grandmother delivered me on Ms. Mae’s front porch on Shell Road.

      So no questions needed about where I’ll raise my bad ass kids. My claim to fame is easy. You want it; I’ll supply it. I’m what you can a hustler’s hustler. I supply the weight man that the average big 8th hustlers cop from. What did you expect, some bum ass wanna be nigga? My claim to fame is I’m a boss.

      Now that’s how you suppose to ride a fucking Ice Illy beat, I told J-Ruger.

      Illy is my girl’s little brother. He was ill with the beats, so I put him on. We owned Ice Illy ENT. He don’t have to do shit illegal, just make beats, mix down tracks, and master songs.

      Holla when you wanna make a dollar/come see me but be sure you ain’t followed/I’ll serve you anything/green pilla or soft white powder. My phone went off.

      Talk to me one time, I said.

      What up, Ice? I’m at Chic-A-Sea. Can I holla at you? D-Black said.

      D-Black was 5’2 and black as night but she was bad. She had long dreads that hung to her ass and he body was like Stacey Dash’s with a little more ass. She was bad and she got money.

      What you orderin’ to eat, Ma? I asked.

      The 18 piece dinner, white meat, all fresh meat, D-Black said.

      That’s what it is. Order me the gizzard snack box with a strawberry soda - extra-large, I said.

      I hung up the phone and called Andy.

      Yo, cut the chicken up but I only wanna eat half of it if it’s all white meat cause I’m about to eat chic-a-sea with D-Black, I said to Andy.

      Let me break it down for you: D-Black wants to buy 18 oz. of coke, nothing stepped on. The snack box extra-large means same price $13,500. I told Andy don’t cut half or 18 oz. because D-Black wants raw and meet her at Chic-A-Sea. See, when you get money on any real level you got to cover your ass. Like I’m really going to Chic-A-Sea to eat a gizzard snack box and drink a large strawberry soda. I’ll kick it with D-Black and she’ll go get her shit and I’ll be on my way when I finish eating. That’s just how I do my business.

      Don’t touch it; you can’t wear it. A nigga can say what they want but they can’t get marked money from me or catch me with nothing but a blunt, if that. I’m a boss. That’s how I live. I fuck boss bitches, stack boss paper, and drive boss whips. I’m a boss.

      Yo Ruger, drop that club shit and call me when you bout to bounce. Illy, call me brah, I said stepping out of the studio. I walked to my gold 2011 Panamera Turbo Porsche sitting on 23 inch boss rims. The car was the truth and of course the tags read Da Boss.

      I jumped in and drove from King Street to Chic-A-Sea on Pembroke.

      CHAPTER 3

      TRILL

      Yo Phew, this shit is light again what I told you last time, I said.

      Trill, man it ain’t my fault. The block ain’t jumping like it used to. I still got most of the work, Campbell said.

      Yo I go out here every day and holla at niggas and they be straight money every time, but not Campbell. He always giving me toilet paper, I said.

      My claim to fame is just my name. See niggas use to think they called me Trill cause I keep it 100 but that ain’t it. They call me Trill because I’m trying to make a trillion bucks off of crack, pills, and weed. I’m good I got niggas on the block 24/7 pushing my work. I’m Diggs Park's finest work.

      Trill, you wanna play $250 a ball $1500 a game, Bills said.

      Bills is my partner. We put on Norfolk; phew couldn’t nobody tell us we didn’t. We were outside of Blues Pool Hall off of Granby.

      Phew, didn’t I dust you off the other night at bangers, I said.

      Phew, all that pussy over there? Shit, I’m surprised a news nigga ain’t try me. Ain’t no pussy to distract me now, Phew, Bills said.

      Yo Campbell, when I see you in a few days have my money or I’m gonna put a hot ball in your ass and I don’t care if you Kelly’s baby daddy. Kelly gets her own money. It run through our veins, I said walking inside of Blue’s.

      CHAPTER 4

      PANDA

      Yo ‘Nell, who is that drivin’ Panda’s Tahoe, Messey asked.

      Oh, now he got bitches riding his shit around here. Wait till I see his bitch ass, Janelle said.

      Not one time did she look at the S550 sitting in front of her. I just listened then blew

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