Leprechaun in the Hood Page #2

Yo, we got some new sh*t.

It's hot, man. You should hear it.

What's in it for me?

What's in it for you?

- Moolah.

You could be reppin' us, man.

After we win that contest in Vegas,

we gonna be the hottest act around.

Get in.

Better not be wastin' my time.

Oh, sh*t-!

Uh... we tight...

Uh... that's right.

Uh... we tight...

Postmaster P, y'all,

positivity...

a positive flow to your speakers

is what I'm bringin', see.

The crew and me,

we all got unity.

We keep the crowd hyped,

positively.

Do what you gotta do,

comin' from the hood...

It's not much,

but it's not the worst.

You guys seem hungry.

I'm sure I can do something with you.

We got to change some things.

Like what?

This bullshit, all right?

I ain't with that

save the f***in' hood bullshit...

treat your girl right.

That sh*t is wack, all right?

This label, we rap about Uzis,

blowing motherfuckers' heads off.

You know what I'm saying?

Smack your b*tch up.

Shoot your motherfuckin' homeboy

in the face type of sh*t.

Yeah, but Mack Daddy,

that's not what we do, man.

We try to send out

a positive message.

Yeah, I mean, really,

the sh*t is sellin'-

What?

Man, they wanna change everything.

Hey, you wanna be large?

- Yeah.

All right then, you gotta

do what he says.

So you wanna change

everything we did?

Who gives a sh*t?

If we're large?

Hey you... get the f*** away

from that. Is that yours?

Stop touchin' sh*t.

Go over there

with your f***in' friends.

You f***in' up.

Watch this f***in' kid.

Hey, you, you listen to me.

You don't wanna f*** with me, okay?

I hope you had sex last night

'cause I'm gonna cut off your dick.

Then, I'm gonna feed it

to my pit...

then I'm gonna burn the sh*t

when it comes out of my dog's ass.

You hear me?

Don't f*** with me, b*tch!

What are you guys gonna do?

Yo, Mack Daddy,

I don't know-

You don't know?

Get the f*** outta here.

Hold up, Mack, look...

- Get the f*** outta here!

Let me talk to my boy,

he's trippin'-

You motherfuckers

are wastin' my time.

I got chumps lined up

tryin' to be down with this label.

You get no second chance.

Get the f*** out.

Please, let me talk to him.

We wanna do this...

What's the matter with you, kid?

You deaf?

Or are you just dumb,

like your mom...?

I gotta b*tch-smack you

like I used to do to her?

Let me tell you something...

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