Secretary: this is how we do it... this is how we do it [phone ring] Sec: last chance records, may i help you? Oh, what's up girl! young n***a came over last night, and guess what. He was a busta. but hold on a second. Excuse me, may i help you? Poison: yeah, i wanna see chester, i got an appointment with him. Sec: won't you have a seat, he'll be with you shortly. [door opens] Sec: mr johnson, your 2:30 is here. Mr j: eh, send him in. damn, your showing a little good today girl. Sec: mr johnson will see you now. Mr j: he heey! come on in here boy, see i told you you was goin' be A star, didn't i? P: man, f** being a star, i want some motherf**ing money man, you ow Me Some money. Mr j: man, money! wha??? P: man, my record went double platinum, what the f** is you talkin' About! Mr j: let me... P: f** that! [gun shot] Mr j: aaooww! you didn't have to shoot me... P: yeah, muthaf**a, now f** that! it's too late for that sh**! [ 7 gun shots] Sec: aaaw, you shot mr johnson! [2 gunshots] P: shut up, b**h!