Alright, time to pop this fool. Jalen thought to himself. "Yo, Maleek, where the fool you mentioned at?" Jalen asked, looking to the man to his right. "Should be right around this corner, Pop." Maleek replied. Jalen nodded, and as they rounded the corner, they saw the person they were looking for. Jalen leaned over to whisper in the ear of the man on his left. "Yo, Darius, flank 'round the alleyway. Don't want the fool tryin' to bounce." He ordered. Darius did as Jalen said, and moved in to the alley. Basically, what happened was, this person they were going to see, he sold out to some people about a shipment of coke that Jalen had ordered. Now, they were going to teach him a lesson. Two, in fact.
As Maleek and Jalen walked up to the turncoat, he turned and saw them, opening his arms in a welcoming greeting. "Hey! M! J-Dawg!" He said, smiling. "Don't you 'J-Dawg' me, n___a. I know the shit you pulled." Jalen threatened, pulling a switchblade out of his pocket. He put the blade to the man's throat, and pushed him back in to the alley Darius was already in. "I'mma 'bout to teach you a lesson. Maybe two, if you don't know one already." He informed, kicking the man on to the ground. Jalen put his switchblade back in his pocket. "You know why they call me 'Pop?'" He inquired. "'Cuz you the OG, right?" The traitor answered. "No, fool." Jalen replied. He clicked his tongue, and Darius tossed him a pair of gloves.
As Jalen slid the gloves on, he got down and began punching the man in the face. "It's because it's the sound my fist makes when I bust a fool's skull." Jalen answered, punching the man continuously. Snap. Crack. Pop! And the man was dead. They left the corpse there, and Jalen slid off the gloves, shoving them in Maleek's hoodie pocket. "You know what to do with that." He said. "Right. I'll make sure there's nothing left of these things to find." Maleek confirmed, as he walked off. "Yo, D, I'll catch ya later, homie." Jalen called, as he left the alleyway. He headed to his Nissan that he'd parked a little ways off. He took the keys out of his pocket, and put them in his ignition. As the engine roared to life, the modified Nissan drove down the road.