Rape’n U Records (Skit)

This is a message for all thirsty niggas trying to get a record deal. Please, be aware

{Knocking}
Jadakiss as J Jerkin Niggas: Yo, who dat?
Sheek Louch: Ayo it's Sheek baby! What's up?
J: Sheek who?
Sheek: From The Lox nigga, you know who the fuck I am nigga
J: Oh, Louch what up my nigga? What's goin' on man?
Sheek: Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's up J Jerkin Niggas?
J: Ayo who this nigga?
Sheek: My nigga J-Hood, man!
J: Is he hot?
Sheek: J-Hood, shit is off the meek, what's up dog? Chillin', you aight? {chopping it up} How you, how you?
J-Hood: Who this nigga?
J: This' my assistants right here
Sheek: Yeah, I know 'em, I know 'em
J-Hood: Do you J-jerking niggas man?
Sheek: Word up
J: You see the 5 carrot gold link down to the dick nigga, jerkin' you nigga, corny ass nigga, you see it nigga. Let me hear something baby! Let me hear something! I see you got the weight spinning and all that. The shag, the crazy shag and all that. Let me hear something money!
J-Hood: Ayo, don't sleep 'cause if you sleep you dreamin', and while you dreamin' you're bitch gettin' pumped full of semen
J: Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up!
Sheek: You feelin' that baby?
J: You got some- what kind of deal you got there?
Sheek: Ayo, he's signed to me right now, he's signed to me
J: I can't even... I can't do it. You know, you're my man and all that but I can't even do no business
Sheek: Listen, listen, check this out dog, we gon' work out a little something? You know what I'm saying?
J: The name of my label 'Rape'n U Records', if he signed to you, then I can't rape 'em. I'm 'bout have contract for 25 hundred right now, we'll work something out later
Sheek: We'll work something? I'm feelin' that, I'm feelin' that
J: A nigga sign? Sign right here
J-Hood: Yo, this contract right here?
J: No doubt, just sign it man!
Sheek: Don't worry about shit, I'll get the lawyers later for you dog
J: That's what we- just sign it!
Guy: Sheek's got you!
J: You couldn't sign it at a better time
Sheek: Rape'n U Records baby!
J: We'll get you a Rollie
Sheek: Rollie baby!
J: A fake Rollie, you know. Can you dance? Can you dance?
J-Hood: A Rollie, and a whip too?
J: A whip? No doubt, I'ma get you a Honda Civic, the new shit. You couldn't sign it at a better time
J-Hood: I'm 'bout to blow right?
J: HELL NO, you ain't about to blow. I'm 'bout to do my album right now. I'm gon' rape your publishing, rape your marketing. I'ma rape your budget, your ?bag of flavour bitch how to show 'em? I'ma rape her. I'ma rape everything, nigga. Everything you can think of, I'm gon' rape you baby. If you get any artist, I'ma rape their royalties
Sheek: Don't worry 'bout no lawyer
J: Rape'n U Records baby!
Sheek: I got a lawyer for you
J: Rape'n U, Rape'n U, Rape'n U!
Styles P: We'll be RAPE'N U, RAPE'N U, RAPE'N U, RAPE'N U! {echoed}

No matter how hard you try, after you sign, you cannot escape the rape