Waah: how you doin over there, swizz?
Swizz: i'm doin pretty good
Waah: how you doin? you aight?
Swizz: i'm good
Waah: yeah, so whats poppin' with this money? how we makin out?
Swizz: well, waah, we're getting a lot of checks in from the record companies, we're doing very good
Waah: how much money is is is goin in my pocket, and how much is goin in yours?
Swizz: waah, your getting at least 60%, we only takin like 3%
Waah: i'm not feelin you are my cousin right now, you know that right?
Swizz: i don't understand why, waah
Waah: ok, well didn't you just cut half my cut with the president?
Swizz: ummm, well, that wasn't paid for...
Waah: fuckin studder, where my money at?
Swizz: waah, settle down
Waah: wheres my fuckin money at?
Swizz: its in the account
Waah: shut the fuck up, now wheres my money at?
(gun shots)
Waah: motherfucker, shit.....i want my money!
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