 *cars driving in background*
*car engine stops*
*car door opens and shuts*
*footsteps*
man: Hey, where you going?
*gun cocks up*
DMX: Just chillin' my niggas
*gunshots*
*footsteps continues*
*studio entrance door opens and shuts*
*cars driving in background stops, music heared in background starts*
*footsteps*
DMX: Fuck that, where are that?
*studio door knocks*
"Who's this?"
DMX: It's DMX, open the door
*studio door opens*
Eve: Yo, bitch, come in
DMX: Aight
*studio door shuts*
*music heared in background stops, "Ryde or die" playing in background starts* DMX: Listen, where is a phone?
Eve: Is here
DMX: OK
*dial tone*
*phone dialing*
*phone ringing*
Swizz: Hello?
DMX: Yo, bitch, it's DMX for Ruff Ryders Records
Swizz: What's good?
DMX: Nothing, chillin' that Ruff Ryders shit
Swizz: OK, man
DMX: Yeah
Swizz: Listen, this niggas didn't come today
DMX: Fuck you!
Swizz: What?
DMX: This is only fuck!
Swizz: No...
DMX: Put it in your hole!
*phone hangs up hard*
DMX: OK, man, get call up a nigga
*dial tone*
*phone dialing*
*phone ringing*
Waah: Hello?
DMX: Yo, listen, this is X, bitch
Waah: Yo, what's the deal?
DMX: Nothing
*Waah laughs*
DMX: Yo, that's the fuck up
Waah: What?
DMX: Nothing
Dee in background: Yo, who's this?
Waah: Nothing
Dee in background: Fuck you! Pass me that phone!
Waah: No...
*punching and ploffing*
Dee: Hello?
DMX: Yo, who's this?
Dee: Dee, man
DMX: *sighs* Fuck you!
*phone hangs up*
Eve: Yo...
DMX: What the fuck you at?
Eve: I'm fucked up my niggas
*DMX laughs and sighs*
DMX: That's really good! (echo)
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