State Property 2

Feel like a witch doctor
put a curse on him.

He look like Michael Jackson
got blown up with a Pepsi.

He look like Ziggy Marley's
little brother.

Teddy Pendergrass' bodyguard.
He look like
a Cabbage Patch voodoo doll.

If you front with me
on anything...

never take my light-heartedness
for weakness.

Man, suck my dick.
Don't worry. I can take a joke.
Now you look like
a dead voodoo doll.

So, anyway,
as I said before...

I'm a cakeaholic.
My crew's cakeaholic.
We love to get money,
and we love to have fun.

We don't take no shit,
and it's death before dishonor.

Win by all costs.
Be scared of no one.
And that's the Umbrella.
You're either under it,
or you're gonna get drenched.

No ifs, ands, or buts about it.
Hey, Big Figgitty.
What up, Dame?
You know my man Winky?
He'll knock you the fuck out.
You got to be
out your fucking mind.

I'm 30 and 0
in the fucking street.

So I paid Dame
a visit at his spot...

told him who I was
and who I worked for.

He played it cool, but
I could tell he was interested.

El Pollo Loco.
El Pollo Loco?
El Pollo.
But it's all gravy, dad.

I heard that.
I work with El Plaga.
You figga deal me?

El Plaga?
Yeah, El Plaga.
Old Slithery.
That's a posito
on that jump-off.

I really don't talk business
after 8:00.