Hey yo, fast man. I just met this crazy
shorty at the store. I'm very serious, man.
What's wrong with you?
Yo, I came running. heard the shots. I came running out.
I thought you got caught up in some
shit over there.
Nah, man. I don't fuck with
poppies, yo.
Little young cats are always in front of that store shooting
an d acting up, you know what mean?
I go up the hill.
It's a hot beep.
It's a little longer walk,
but ain't no problem, you know.
Yo, here's the deal,
Ace. I know you got this little tour coming up,
right?
I was thinking, since
Shaw ain't doing the road manager thing for you on this trip,
you know, you might need somebody to
hold shit down for you out there.
You know, kind of like family.
I don't take no shit, but,
you know, I think I could do a good job.
Hold up, hold up.
All of a sudden,
you want to go on the road now?
You ain't slick,
Fats.
What's poppin'?
Well, I've been speaking to some
Canucks out of state.
Yeah.
And I'm gonna be making a
few moves on the side.
Nothing that's gonna,
like, step on your toes or anything, but
being out with you it sort of makes my
thing look a little bit more legit you
know kind of like under the radar.
Yo man, we ain't gonna be in
New
York, them out -of -state
cops don't play that shit man. I know I
know but listen I'll tell you what, I've
thrown a couple of cards, gold
Amexes, never been touched.
You know that you've been
wanting one of those plasma
joints for your living.
So that was it, it was a wrap. I mean for a plasma flat
screen he could have been
road manager,
DJ, and hype man on the tour.
So we hit the road, did shows every night,
and he would do his
hustle thing on the side.
He was loving the road, too.
The parties, the limelight,
especially the chicks.