Money Over Everything

By Qualee Lewis

Straight from the streets of Camden, New Jersey – Pops and his crew of cold blooded killers including his trigger happy girlfriend ‘Vette” migrate to the city of Atlanta and introduce it to a level of death and terror never witnessed before.

No business (legal or illegal) is off limits to Pops and his crew (Camden New Jersey Killers) as they work their way through Atlanta leaving behind a trail of robberies and murders. As Pops and his crews’ reign of terror began gaining its anticipated momentum, Pops is introduced to an individual interested in selling him a warehouse filled with police uniforms and tactical gear. After visiting the warehouse and making the purchase, Pops gets an idea to use the gear to impersonate federal agents... Without delay, dressed as federal agents, they proceed to take complete control of the streets of Atlanta and everything in it – even if they have to kill every blood clot thing moving. The best part of it all ... YOU HAVE TO COP THE BOOK TO FIND OUT!!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Qualee Lewis
• Release date: Feb 13, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310406881

Qualee Lewis

Qualee is a hot, new upcoming authorstraight out the bricks of Camden NJ. It all started on thecompound at the Forrest City, AR prison yard where Qua took on hisfirst urban novel, M.O.E., Money Over Everything. M.O.E. is bookone of a trilogy about life in the streets; Gettin' money, Stayin'loyal, and Riding 'til you die... PERIOD!!!!!

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MONEY OVER EVERYTHING

M.O.E.

Qualee Lewis

Copyright © 2013 Qualee Lewis

Edited by Jacqueline Denise Jones

Published by Prymetyme Publications at Smashwords

All Rights reserved.

All characters appearing in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events locales or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Table of Content

Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Take Over

Chapter 2 - Ready 2 Die

Chapter 3 - SHOWTIME

Chapter 4 - This Is It

Chapter 5 - Shit Get Messy

Chapter 6 - What’s Left?

Chapter 7 - Crunch Time

Chapter 8 - The Big Plan

Chapter 9 - Time 2 Get It

Chapter 10 - Time 2 Relax

Chapter 11 - Back At the Hotel

Chapter 12 - Kado’s World

Chapter 13 - Time 2 Get Paid

Chapter 14 - DAMN

Chapter 15 - Job Well Done

Chapter 16 - The Diary

Epilogue

Acknowledgements

About the Author

Prologue

"Yo, what’s good ya’ll? This ya boy Justin Jamal Jacob Jr., but my fams call me Pop. Yo, I’m just ya average muthafucka in the hood trying to get paid out this bitch. I never really sold drugs or had a job that was worth talking about, so I won’t. I stay in a little four bedroom house in Atlanta with my wife, Jewels, and our twin girls, Asia and Malon. Jewels and I have known one another since we were like in mutherfuckin’ eighth grade or some shit, in middle school. Jewels’ a registered nurse at Atlanta Medical Center. We’ve been married for like six years now; common law. We never said ‘I do’ or anything, but it’s like we did, I guess. When I look at her, I’m proud of my baby, she a little mutherfuckin’ nurse and shit. That’s what’s up, doe ‘cause when shit gets bad around this bitch, mommy does good. When it comes time she holds shit down.

Yo, the only thing I ever did for real, really, was rob these hoe ass niggas. I mean, come on man! These mutherfuckas walkin’ and riding tight around this bitch like they like that. Untouchable or some shit. Like a nigga won’t come see about they ass. Well look, me and my niggas, we comin’, we ridin’ through the streets of the ATL like 85N. Yo, I got my nigga Doggs. That nig ready, hungry and he put in work. I’m talkin’ REAL FUCKIN’ work. You either gonna give that shit up, or we gonna take ya shit!

Now check it out right. If you give that shit up, well then, everything is sweet. If we got to take yo shit, that shit on you homey. Yo, my peoples and I all went to school together in the hood. The only hood I know that taught us how to get it in, blood in, blood out, is C.M.D. Killer Cam, Camden’s Most Dangerous. Camden New Jersey Baby! We don’t give a fuck dog! When we come through, tighten up. Yo, I just want to let ya’ll know, shit gets real out this mutherfucker.

Now back to my nigga Doggs. He’s a grimy nigga who has nothin’ to lose. He lost both his parents in a car accident and has no brothers or sisters. He stays with me and my wife most of the time so we can pick his ass up when he starts slippin’. Next you got my dog, Gully. Yo, this cat, this nigga loyal to death. Word up! If I say yo, go touch that nigga, you will get touched along with anybody in the way. Then there’s my little road dog, Du rag, the smallest nigga in the clique with the strongest bite. Dis nigga wreckin’ everything movin’; city to city, state, to state. We fuck up everything, but never fuck with nothin’ in our hood. NEVER! Last we have my main squala, MY BOTTOM BITCH, VETTE. Yo, shorty will gun you down in broad daylight. Dressed like a dude, she’ll hop in a muthfuckin’ getaway car and yo, she will get the fuck away!! She’s the one who takes care of all our business shit. She can get the number; name and address on any blocked phone number for the hoes who like to block their shit. She can hook up airline tickets online without paying a dime. Oh yeah, she’s a BAD BITCH! Yo, we might not have much right now, but everything is all about to change dog, so fall back and relax. Dis my story!!

Chapter 1 – The Take Over

Hey Baby, ya phone been ringin’ for the last five minutes!

Go ‘head and answer it for me, it ain’t nobody but Doggs. Tell that motherfucka to stop callin’ this house so fuckin’ early in the mornin. Them niggas uh fuck up a wet dream yo, for real!

Okay. Jewels’ answers his phone. Hello?

"Yo Jewels, this is Doggs. What’s up?’

Hey Doggs, how are you doin’ honey?

I’m good ma, let me holla at that nigga Pop real quick.

Hold on Doggs, let me take him the phone. She goes in the bathroom where he is and he’s jumping in the shower. Hey baby, its Doggs on the phone for you.

Yo, tell that mutherfucka I’ll call him back in a minute yo. I’m in the shower. Ay baby, you hear me?

I heard you daddy. Hey Doggs, he said he’ll call you right back.

Let him know we gotta talk! Tell him this shit real important too! Okay?

Alright! I got you!

Cool!

One! She hangs up the phone.

Baby, Doggs said to call him back when you get out the shower. He said it’s important.

No doubt, Pops said to himself, shit, let me jump in this mutherfuckin’ shower. He rubs his hands together and says, Let me see what the fuck I got to wear in this bitch. Damn, I got a lot of shit. Ok, let me see. He grabs his mutherfuckin’ Polo jeans and a Polo hoodie. Man, what the fuck? Ay baby, ay baby?"

WHAT POP? Jewels yells.

Pop said, Damn, it’s like that?

Baby, I’m trying to feed YOUR daughters, what is it daddy?

I can’t find my black Polo hoodie!

It’s hanging in my closet. I took it to the cleaners last week for you.

OH WORD? Yo, good lookin’!

Let me grab me some boxers and a wife beater. Now, I know I got some new socks somewhere around this motherfucker. Man, fuck it! Pop said to himself. As he turns on the shower he notices there’s no hot water.

He shouts, Ay baby, what happened to the hot water?!

Ain’t nothin’ happen to the hot water!

Well this motherfucka ain’t getting’ hot!

Well, damn baby, did you let it run?

Man, go ‘head with all that bullshit man! he whispers to himself. Let me find out I’m givin’ Jewels all this bill money and she ain’t payin’ no bills ‘round this bitch. Oh there we go. Hot water ON DECK! Shit, this water hotter than a motherfucka, too!

Hey Mommy?

What’s wrong Asia?

I want some more juice please.

Awww, you want some more juice?

Yes ma’am.

Okay baby, give me your cup. Malon, you want some more juice too?

No.

No? What’s wrong?

I don’t like my juice Mommy.

Why not?

My juice is hot.

Well give me your cup and I’ll put some ice in it.

All of a sudden Pops cell starts ringing playing the same ringtone he promised Jewels he would change. If that bitch cross me, I’ma leave that little…

I’ll change the damn ringtone myself, Jewels speaks out.

Hello?

Ay Jewels, is that big head nigga out the shower yet?

I don’t know Doggs, let me check.… Baby, you out the shower?… Doggs, hold up for a minute, let me walk back there.

Hey Pop!

What’s up baby?

Doggs is on the phone again, here! She tosses him the phone and walks back to the kitchen.

My nigga Doggs, what’s good?

Yo fam, we gotta talk man! It’s goin’ down out this bitch my nigga!

Damn it’s like that Doggs ? Talk to me fam! What’s poppin?

Yeah, it’s like that Pop!

Well look, ya’ll motherfuckers huddle up and meet me here in an hour.

Yo man, we don’t have an hour! I’m already with the crew right now. We’ll be there in thirty minutes. One.

As Pops finishes getting dressed, Jewels walks in and asks, Baby, what did Doggs want?

Look, make sure you and my girls are presentable because Doggs, Gully, Du Rag, and Vette are coming over in a couple of minutes.

Well I’m about to give the girls a bath and then go to my mom’s house. She wants us to take her to the store. So when your little friends get here make sure ya’ll behave. Don’t fuck up my house like ya’ll did the last time!!

Man, go ‘head! That was Du Rag’s fault! Comin’ over here spilling all his fuckin’ liquor and shit! I told his little ass to drink that shit down. Comin’ here like ‘Ned the wino’ from ‘Good Times’.

There goes your ‘Ned the wino’ and company pulling into the driveway right now.

Yeah, I see. That was the quickest thirty minutes I had ever seen!

Well, go handle ya business ma. If you leave make sure you lock the doors. And baby, whatever you do, BE CAREFUL! Okay, now give me some suga!! I love you!

Okay, love you too, Pops says as he walks downstairs to let the crew in. He looks through the window, shakin’ his head as he laughs out loud and says, Ya’ll look colder that a motherfucker! Hurry the fuck up and come the fuck in! Ya’ll are letting all the heat out! My nigga Du Rag, what up! Gully Gully, what’s up dog? Dogs, what’s good son? Vettey Vette, my bottom, what’s happenin’? Ya’ll motherfuckers come in! Damn, its cold out there, huh?!

It’s cold as a bitch, man. Doggs says. But yo look Pop; word just got out that that nigga C-Money just touched down with fifty of those thangs!

Word, Fifty Bricks?!

Word, yo, that shit runnin’ ‘round REAL fast in the streets, too. Niggas talkin’ ‘bout they gonna touch this nigga, talkin’ ‘bout they gonna give him a couple of weeks and run in his shit! Now, I don’t know how true it is, but yo, we need to get on this shit like NOW Before he gets touched by someone else. Look man, I don’t know about you, but I don’t have shit dog! We ain’t did a job in months! Motherfuckas out her starvin’ like a motherfucka, my nig! I’m tryin’ to see this cornball ass nigga yo. For real man, you know this nigga been gettin’ it for a hot minute and I don’t know how he keeps touchin’ work son. He doesn’t have any fuckin’ boys. You never see that nigga with nobody. Yo, if we hit this mutherfucka, that’s like motherfuckin’ ten bricks a piece and ain’t no tellin’ how much money this pussy got!

Ok nigga, you got everything all worked out, right?

No doubt!

So give us the plan nigga!

Okay look, I already talked to the boy Dony. Now you know Dony fuck with C-Money, but he doesn’t really fuck with him like that. But yo, he told me dat he and C were gonna to be at the house all day with these little tricks they picked up last night and they were going to get fucked up.

So, I’m sayin’, what if this motherfucka is tryin’ to set you the fuck up, yo?

Why the fuck would he try and set me up so I can just spazz the fuck out, come back and kill his ass?!

Alright, let’s sit back and plan this shit out.

I’m sayin’ Pop, fuck this plannin’ shit, I say we just go over there, lay all them pussies like we do and just start takin’ shit!

Yo, cool out! Let me think about this shit. Yo, what you think, Vette?

I don’t know Pop. I’m with Doggs, let’s just go run up on this faggot and get it!

Yeah, yeah. What about you, Gully?

Shit, you already know me dog, I just don’t give a fuck! You know it’s whatever with me!

As Pops jumps out of his seat he says, Now that’s what the fuck I’m talkin’ ‘bout SON! REAL niggas get DOUGH! Look at us, man, sittin’ around this motherfucka plottin’ on how to get paid like REAL niggas do! Ya’ll wanna get this MOTHERFUCKER?!

YEAH!

HELL YEAH!

Well, let’s get this bitch then, ya’ll know what to do. Go suit up! We’ll meet back here tonight at eight o’clock.

Bet it up!

And yo, don’t be late yo! Time to clock in ya’ll. We got a duck on the loose!

Chapter 2 – Ready 2 Die

As everybody gets up and starts walking towards the door Pop says, Yo, hold up for a minute, Doggs. Let me holla at you.

Yo, what’s good? Doggs asks.

Ay man, if this motherfucker Dony just runnin’ his motherfuckin’ mouth on some bullshit I’ma kill him dog!

Yo, if he’s on some bullshit, I’ll kill him first. Yo Pop, it’ll be like takin’ candy from a baby.

That’s what’s up. Ya’ll go ‘head na’mean? Get right and get back here and HURRY UP!

As the crew leaves the hose Pop starts pacing back and forth with a forty in his right hand and a 44-MAGNUM in his left. He sits the gun down on the coffee table and walks out the house to the garage. Turning three locks he unlocks the garage, pulls the chains and hits the button that lets the garage doors up. Damn, FIFTY BRICKS! How THE FUCK this dumbass, no-boys havin’ ass nigga touch FIFTY BRICKS and got the whole motherfuckin’ neighborhood knowin’ ‘bout that shit? I BET Dony told more than just Doggs about this shit. Pop thinks to himself.

As he walks in the garage there sits a white Journey jump-out van and a black Crown Vic with blue police lights inside the head and tail lights. This car is fully loaded just like an undercover police vehicle. Pop walks to the back of the car, pops the trunk and pulls out a dark blue duffle bag. He closes the trunk and walks out the garage; making sure to hit the garage remote. He goes back in the house, making sure to lock the door behind him and goes straight up to his room.

Jewels came out of the room with the kids.

Daddy, Daddy! The girls yell as they run to Pop.

Pop replies, Hey little ladies, ya’ll going bye-bye?

Yes, we’re going to Grandma’s house with Mommy!

Ya’ll be good when you get there, okay?

Just then Asia cries out, Daddy, can you come with us?

Daddy can’t come right now. I gotta go to work, but I’ll be here when you get back. Okay?

Okay.

As Jewels looks at Pop with a funny look on her face she says, Baby, be careful…

Baby, what are you talking ‘bout?

I heard you and the crew talkin’ and I already know what time it is, so be careful.

Don’t worry, this is nothin’. We’ll be in and out.

Well look, I need some money.

For what?

Boy, if you don’t stop playin’ with me. I mean, I am going to the grocery store. We need food and don’t you need some more liquor? I’ve notice those pink bottles you be drinking are getting’ kind of low.

Oh Word!

… and I also know that each one of those bottles costs more than the light bill.

Pop said, Man, go in the safe and get what you need. Matter of fact; never mind. Here, is this enough?

Baby, I don’t need all this, but I’m gonna keep it. Thank you baby. I love you!

Ay, tell ya mom I said what it do?

Yeah, I’m gonna tell her exactly that too!

I want you to! he says as he chuckles to himself.

Jewels leaves with the twins. Pop locks the door behind them and watches them leave. He grabs the duffle bag and heads to his bedroom.

Sitting on the bed he unzips the bag. As he looks through it he pulls out a pair of hand cuffs, a blue jacket and hat with ‘FBI’ on them, a pair of black slacks and a pair of shiny black shoes. He also pulls out a bullet proof vest, a wallet with a badge, a silver chain with a badge on it, and a walkie talkie. He places everything neatly on the bed and then heads to the closet where he pulls out a holster, a pair of suspenders and a 12- gauge shotgun. He puts on his work gear then sits around waiting for his crew to arrive.

As he’s waiting he thinks to himself, It’s seven forty-five! Where the fuck are these motherfuckas at yo?! I told these niggas, man, this ain’t no fuckin’ game yo! Got niggas ready to go get this pussy and the crew late?! Fuck outta here! Pop waits and waits ‘til he decides he’s waited long enough. He picks up the phone and calls Du Rag. D picks up after one ring.

Ay yo, where the fuck ya’ll at?!

We right here. Open the door dog!

Pop goes downstairs and opens the door. As he opens it Vette come in looking very professional wearing a short black skirt with a matching jacket, black heels and a holster with a 9-millimeter strapped in. Du Rag has the same FBI gear that Pop has on. Doggs and Gully both have on black fatigue pants with black boots, bullet proof vests under sheriff department shirts, holsters showing two forty cals, one metal door knocker, tear gas and hand cuffs.

Pop says to everyone, Ay look. Let’s sit down for a minute. Yo Doggs, I want you to tell us exactly what Dony told you about this nigga, son!

"Okay, look, I was in the mall with Keisha and I ran into Dony in the food court. He fuckin’ came up to me like, ‘yo, what up Doggs?’ So I said ‘what’s up?’ He was like, ‘yo, you remember that nigga C-Money?’ At first I was like ‘C-Money who?’ He was like, ‘remember that nigga who use to fuck with that girl Stacey who used to strip at Bodytap?’ ‘Yeah, yeah’ and then I was like,