Mad rapper (interlude)

Mad rapper (interlude) Lyrics

[Mad Rapper:]
Yo, yo, yo, yo son, what the f**k is all
Yo, where you get all that money from?
Say, yo, yo
Where the f**k you get that money from, son?

[Mad Producer:]
Royalty checks son, that Mase album
I told you shouldn't f**k wit' me on that sh*t, son
For real, that sh*t payed off
Nigga did his thing for a million

[Mad Rapper:]
f**k all that so you f**k
Then you'll be shootin' me out of cannons and sh*t
Like that nigga (Nah, nah, nah)
f**k all that man, I got enough Rugrats man (I know)
Millions are dancin' to the video wit' Rugrats and sh*t
I got eight kids nigga (I, I know)
Before I leave they be dancin' to the video (That's my nephew)
Wit' your kids, nigga

[Mad Producer:]
I'm just sayin' so, so you ain't gotta ask me for my sh*t
You know what I'm sayin'?
I got my own bils too nigga, the f**k you talkin' 'bout?
You knowumsayin'
But you be how could you people get yours, nigga
Is what I'm sayin'