[Secretary:] This is how we do it... this is how we do it
[phone ring]
[Sec:] Last chance records, may I help you?
Oh, what's up girl! Young nigga came over last night, and guess what.
He was a busta. But hold on a second.
Excuse me, may I help you?
[Poison:] Yeah, I wanna see Chester, I got an appointment with him.
[Sec:] Won't you have a seat, he'll be with you shortly.
[Door opens]
[Sec:] Mr Johnson, your 2:30 is here.
[Mr J:] Eh, send him in. Damn, your showing a little good today girl.
[Sec:] Mr johnson will see you now.
[Mr J:] He heey! Come on in here boy, see I told you you was goin' be a star, didn't I?
[P:] Man, fuck being a star, I want some motherfucking money man, you ow me some money.
[Mr J:] Man, money! wha??
[P:] Man, my record went double platinum, what the fuck is you talkin' about!
[Mr J:] Let me...
[P:] Fuck that!
[gunshot]
[Mr J:] AAOOWW! you didn't have to shoot me...
[P:] Yeah, muthafucka, now fuck that! It's too late for that shit!
[7 gunshots]
[Sec:] AAAW, You shot Mr Johnson!
[2 gunshots]
[P:] SHUT UP, BITCH!
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