I'm the new manager of the best studio in town listen to us, don't fool us, because we got some mad rappers we work with papers, i traveled all around the L.S, with no stress it's cause i'm the best, no doubt about it
Low Profile Records, it is now let me drop some more then keys cause it's nine-nine-trey so let me just play cause i'm back on the mic with sickest rap, i ain't listening to no body's crack, cause you niggas are to way whack!
Idlewood Ballas, my set it is, jeez you heard about us we be shootin' the niggas in green, never seen, they all funny like mr. bean no name, it's big shame! for your set! mr. ket died in Temple, that's an sample I don't even want to talk more about it, but everyone died doubt about it
***Spikey walks in the room, takes comfortable position in the chair and raises hand towards the radio, turns it on and switches to nearest G' Rap station. *Song Starts* (([FYB]Spikey)) ***Spikey nods while the song keeps going. [FYB]Spikey: 'Chea, 'dat ma' nigg' HighTop. As song ends, Spikey jumps off the chair, walking towards bedroom.