Lay The Mack Down Before The SmackDown (Chapters 1-2)

Lay The Mack Down Before The Smack Down.

Written by Allen “Kafaun” Ramey

Dedications

I would like to Dedicate this Book

to Erica J. Watts AKA “Mama E”

Someone who believed in my vision from day 1 and who also acted as a big support system moving forward. A Queen…who would not only give me game but prayer as well your love will always be remembered.

To Boom Pacino AKA “Boom P”

For giving someone like me someone to look up to showing me that it doesn’t take much to do what you wanna do you just gotta be willing to get up and do it.

To My Kids Sy’yare Jamile Ramey& Isabella Ramona Ramey

And to my RoundTable Family

Peace and love.

Chapter 1

(The Understanding)

It was 4 o clock in the morning and I was just wrappin up my last play before I went back to the crib. Lately I’d been Servin weed, but ever since I was introduced to molly and was a witness to how quick money would come in, the weed lane was slowin up for me.

(Calm voiced female)

“Aye dread ..dread”!

A sweet voiced female is calling my name from a distance. As I turn around I noticed she was already walkin my way, so I just posted up and waited. “Hey…you good?” Her askin if I was good meant did I have any on me …”yeah I’m good ..what you need”? From the way the bags were feelin in my pocket, I could tell I only had nicks left. “Lemme get a dub and it betta be some gas witcho fine ass” (the female says aggressively ) “don’t worry this that soul plane,..I got you” we make the swap,she takes my number and I hop in the whip and ghost out “bye boo make sure you lock me in”

Bein in the dope game has its ups and downs.

Once your face starts to get out there,you start to feel like a superstar around the block and trenches. In the back of my mind i could hear my mom and fathers voice chewin me out after finding out what I was getting into out here…but by the way this bankroll was lookin on the night stand I could really careless at this point. Later that day I was Servin this OG that was coppin a 50. I pulled up on him and walkin over was female that you could tell was a smoker but was also dressed to impress. As she’s giving me the 50 dollar bill she leans over and whispers “Daddy wants to holla at you real quick” as I proceed to hop out of the car she grabs my hand and walks me over to where they were at when I first pulled up.

“Damn Jit you must’ve been on tv the way these folks are ringin yo name” (he persuasively says)

“Nah..tv is the last place I wanna be right now”

(I reply)

He chuckles as he’s slowly flickin a 5 sack

“I remember when I was just like you ..a young hustla Servin sack after sack name buzzin so much if the feds were to pull a name out the hat you’d be first draw”

I was standing there trying to figure out if what he said made any sense but by the look I had on my face you could tell I was questioning why he was sayin this.

“You gotta learn how to be discreet young blood last thing you should be doin is walkin around here wit all this work, cause it seems to me you done graduated from nickel and dimming ..you supposed to save that for the workers…you got workers on yo team right?”

“Nah i work for myself right now”

“You ain’t got no workers!???” (He asked surprisingly)

“You got the best shit I done seen, and had since my Patna murder got locked up..and that’s been months …it’s been so dry out here that everytime the sun shine real hard the trap house cracks..and then you show up wit the best work in town and you mean to tell me you ain’t got a team?” “At least a bitch to make lil plays for you here and there”? “And I can look at you and tell..you ain’t got no problem mackin down on a bitch..so what’s up”

All I could do was stand there and take in what the OG was tellin me, cause although it was out of nowhere ..he wasn’t wrong.

“Listen…if you don’t wanna have a team, atleast have a bitch by yo side that wouldn’t mind makin some runs for you for the small shit. Bitches love money and bitches love to smoke the smartest thing to do is to find you a smoker bitch, a bitch that can keep her shit together and also smoke a little every now and again..and train that hoe, I mean make that bitch damn near dog walk for that high. The product already speaks for itself so as long as you keep that sack to the side for her she’ll do anything daddy wants”

All I could do was think about the chick that walked up on me earlier that mornin and said in my mind I would give her call

“Alright OG I’m out” as we both start to smile we dap each other up as I start to walk away

“Think about it young blood” (The OG Says”)

I hop in the whip and dash out.

Chapter 2, “Boss’n Up”

The next day the conversation I’d had with OG was playin in my mind real heavy so I’d decided to give the female I’d met the other mornin a call. After 2 rings she picked up…

”Hello”

That sweet voice that I heard the other mornin was like music to my ears all over again

“He wassup this is kafa….I mean “dread” from the other day”

She giggled softly as she responded

“What’s up dread you got somethin for me”

“Yeah ..I got some money for you…where you at”?

“You must be tryna take me out on a date or somethin” (she replies) “hmmm gimme bout 15 minutes …you gonna pick me up”?

“Yeah just send me the address”

(I quickly responded).

We hung up the phone and 5 minutes later she sent the address.

I wanted to make sure I spoiled her a little the first time we went out, cause when it was time to lay the Mack down I wanted to make sure I had her undivided attention. As we were headin to the spot to eat, I got a ring that one of my customers wanted a quick 10 at the gas station near by. “ I gotta make stop real quick” I tell her as I’m gettin over into the other lane

“Go ahead and handle ya business…you said you had some money for me right”.

After I made the play we ended up going to this seafood spot. I wasn’t really a big fan of seafood but she was dying to eat some shrimp so I made sure I gave her what she wanted.

“How was the food”?

(I ask as we’re walkin back to the car)

“It was good….they could’ve done a little better on the shrimp tho, but overall it was cool”

(She replies)

We get in the car and headed out.

I was going to let the rest of the day run it’s course, but knew at some point I was gonna have to get down to why I really called her before it got too late and I miss my chance.

Later on that day we ended up grabbin some weed from the southside and headed to my spot “lemme roll up for you” she says as I’m grabbin the weed out the bag “hell nah you ain’t finna fuck up my blunt” “come on bae lemme roll I got you” I pass her the blunt and the and the weed I pulled out the bag and she started to roll up.

**Cough cough** “Goddamn this is some gas” she says as she continues to cough from the huge hit she just took while lighting the blunt…I chuckle as she takes another hit and then she passes it to me.

I usually didn’t smoke big blunts during the day I usually find myself really lazy after smokin that heavy so I only hit it a couple times before passin it back.

“Light smoker?”

She ask as she’s takin another hit

“Nah,

I just like to keep a steady mind during the day”

I was always about my business…even before I got into the dope game I was always someone who stayed organized and on point during the day..yeah I may take a couple of hits of a blunt but bein above cloud 9 before 6PM was crazy to me…and it also made me paranoid.