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sionb55;2648310 said:LOL... Fif ruling with an iron fist LOLOL , co-sign what P said about wearing G-Unit sneaks to sleep & to his casket. I used to have the G6 II's those were hot. Wow man really goes to show you how ungrateful some ppl are. It was all work when they aint have shit but as soon as them checks & the success came niggas started to get lazy SMH. Never understood why niggas did that, like they aint realize just yesterday the were warming up a day McDonalds & sleeping on Sha Money couch.... fucking Buck & Olivia SMMFH. Fif wasn't wrong for sayin all that shit tho....
sionb55;2648679 said:*spits out drink* LOLOLOlolololOL
LMAOOOOLOLOL nah fam mine were all white LOLOL. shit it was either that or Air Forces & shit EVERY NIGGA was rocking the hell outta air forces LOL
sionb55;2648697 said:LOLOLOLolloLOL you goin too far my nigga easy G easy fam LOL, shit I remember this... Yukmouth was out to kill Game career LOL.
i liked this track better tho
[video=youtube;JxO4azug8IE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JxO4azug8IE[/video]
nigga called Game a poodle LOLOL
jpcrack;2648244 said:50 said: "i'm not going to do it all for you. As a matter of fact, i'm not doing anymore features on any of y'all songs or videos because i'm carrying all the weight. Y'all have to start pulling your own weight. Yo buck! You there? You heard what i said?"
buck mumbled through the speakerphone: "yeah i'm here. Don't worry 50, i'm the cleanup man. I got hits on this album. We good"
that was some real disrespectuful, cocky sh*t he just said, i thought to myself. What, is he trying to say his sh*t is better than 50 cent, mobb deep, yayo and banks? Buck used the wrong choice of words, as far i'm concerned. Then 50 continued: "yayo was locked up and his album was on hold until he got out. He missed a lot of big promotion while he was gone but he did what he had to do when he got home."
yayo cut in and said: "i'm not complaining about album sales man. I'm good. Whatever needs to be done, i'm doing it."
then 50 said: "look at what p just did with his videos on the internet. He shot a video for a mix cd song on his own. He's not waiting for me to help him, he's pushing himself, making himself hot. *****s need to be doing sh*t like that."
then banks came out of the left field and said: "what? Is this meeting all about me? Because you seem to be focused on me the most."
"no, it's not about you." 50 said. "i'm talking to everybody, but you need to start doing your promo work before you start complaining about your album sales. I want everybody in here to look under the table and tell me what you see."
everybody looked under the table, confused. "i don't see nobody rocking g-unit sneakers." 50 said. "i see gucci, louis, fendi, timberland but i pay your endorsement check every month to wear g-unit."
50 made that endorsement deal with yayo, banks, buck and maybe olivia before mobb deep came around. We weren't a part of that deal so he wasn't talking to us. "from now on, i'm deading that deal so you won't get your checks anymore." 50 said. "so y'all can forget about that."
wow, i thought. If 50 gave us that deal, i would've worn g-unit to sleep at night and in my casket. Buck mumbled over the phone once more: "i got this 50, me and spider loc is going hard. I'm the cleanup man, trust me." buck needed to shut up and listen to what was being said. He needed to hand in a good album instead of talking all that cleanup man sh*t.
"this ***** is fronting." banks jumped in and said. "he ain't happy. Ain't nobody happy with this label." banks slammed his fitted cap on the table and sit back on the chair.
"oh yeah?" 50 looked at banks and said. "you wanna bounce like game and start your own label? I got you. I'll call my lawyer and tell him to get you a deal over at geffen and you can do your own thing from now on." banks stormed out of the meeting.
Gotta Get Read This Book...lol
A week later 50 dropped olivia and m.o.p. From the label.