The Diplomats - Real Niggas (Interlude) текст песни

*Cam'Ron is heard talking quietly*

*door knocks*

Cam'Ron: Yo, who's this?
"Jim Jones: It's me, Jim Jones"
Cam'Ron: Yo, order word?
"Jim Jones: Uh...Dipset bitch?"
Cam'Ron: Yeah, come in

*door opens*

Cam'Ron: What's the deal, man?
Jim Jones: What's good?

*door closes*

Jim Jones: I hearded then your fucking shit gotta come
Cam'Ron: Yeah
Jim Jones: "Purple Haze" shit, right?
Cam'Ron: Yeah
Jim Jones: On next year, right?
Cam'Ron: Yeah
Jim Jones: I don't know that shit
Cam'Ron: WHAT?
Jim Jones: I never know that shit
Cam'Ron: Fuck you bitch!

*gun cocking*

Jim Jones: Take your gun out your hands
Cam'Ron: Fuck you!
Jim Jones: What the fuck is want to do?
Cam'Ron: To shot you, bitch!

*gunshots, Jim screams*

Cam'Ron: Leave me alone, false nigga!

*footsteps*

*door opens and closes*

*footsteps*

*studio entrance door opens and closes*

*cars driving in background*

*car's alarm (boink boink!)*

Cam'Ron: Let me fuck real niggas

*car door opens and shuts*

*car engine starts*

*car speeds away*