Lay a SUCKA down (MG)

[manup]

As the show rolls along, in the ring stands the one and only Jayson Jones. With mic in tow already, he paces the ring...

Buzz: Looks like Jay-J's got something on his mind. THAT can't be good.

Roach: Whatever it is, I think we're about to find out.

There's somethin' to be said about dudes who fake the funk. You got plenty of em runnin' around the biz. Dudes who THINK they're "gangsta" but in truth, is just straight up suckas. We take for example... this man.

An image pops up on the jumbotron...



The homie...MG.

Jay-J looks about the crowd, then shoot a look towards Buzz and Roach...

WHO THE FUCK DOES THIS TOY ASS FOOL THINK HE FOOLIN'

The crowd bursts out laughing.

Aight, let's check this out, family. First off, we see this. The fool wrestles in a pair of long whit tights. Mawfucka look like he wearin' his daddy's long johns to the ring. And then look at them shades he bbe rockin...

That is NOT GANGSTA!!!

Ya' boy look like the Black Sonny Chiba. And truth be told, I'm not feelin' 'em. Not in the least. You see, a sucka that's gotta run around preachin' that he used to bang, AIN'T GANGSTA. And I'm be honest wit' all yall. The god is from tha' streets, and on tha' streets, I aint NEVER heard bout no damn bloods OR crips reppin' in JERSEY. JERSEY of all places. That's like a fool sayin' he's a Latin King and come from Dayton, Ohio. C'MON HOMIE. You ain't foolin' or impressin' NO ONE wit' this fake as gangsta shit. It's not poppin'. But I tell what is poppin'. Me whoopin' dat ass and doin' all the REAL homies in the world a favor. Puttin' you studio, G-unit wantin' to be, perpetratin' ass to sleep. You ain't got shit to do, I aint got shit to do. So bring ya' ass out here and and MAN UP HOMIE. You wanna be ggansta? Come step up to an OG.

The crowd roars as Jay-J lays out the challenge. Will MG except?

[MG]

MG music starts to come and the camera searches for MG and spots MG and TNN coming from the crowd up the stairs. MG and TNN hops over the barricade and walks up the steps patiently. The flag bearer stands on the barricade and waves a red flag with TNN spray painted on it.

What! New Jersey don't gang bang tell me, do you rep a set homie G-Shine,Beven 30(730) Broad,252 rep deuce by deuce. How about those Grape street thugs. Those tech up to the world blow up. Rep yo set homies, I made mines, TNN they all bloods but I'm not in it they just roll with me time to time.

XDogs dog kane starts barking

He don't like perpetrators he eat those.

I'm G-unit naw man G-unit is crip dog I don't mess with them. I might wear their clothes but I don't rep them homie. So you say you want me to step up

MG walks in Jay-Jones face

What you gon do?I stepped up.

TNN surrounds MG and Jay-Jones

XDog MG

[manup]

Jay-J takes a look around him and smirks...

Right now, this would be the moment I whoop you and ya' lil toy soldier homie's asses. But from where I'm standin' it ain't even worth it. And to answer ya' question. I USED to rep my pop's crew, The Dynasty. But them days is long gone. You see, The God don't need a set. The God is a ONE MAN ARMY. And you? You gets NO love, son-son. You'z a lil' boy runnin' around in a man's world. So I ask the question AGAIN, are you gonna man up tonight, or you gonna bitch out. Ya' boys here, they ain't even intimidatin' me. And neither is YOU. So you got ya' options. Man up, or lay down.
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Jay-J awaits the answer to his challenge.

[MG]

Yeah I want it homie I want it bad cause I want to whip yo ass like pops used to bitch. C'mon TNN I think we got a puss to beat tonight

TNN:Yeahhhhhhhh!

MG music comes back on and MG and TNN leaves up the steps in the crowd but when he's almost to the door he turns around and flips a bird. The crowd chants loudly.

[manup]

As MG and his crew leave the ring, Jay-J shakes his head at them. He knew it took more then just clothes, bling, and street slang to be "Gangsta". It was a while since even he considered himself one, but he had a purpose tonight. And that purpose was maybe to beat some sense into MG. It was a matter of pride. The brothas in XWA needed a kick in the ass, and Jay-J was the man to do the kicking. As MG flips him the bird, Jay-J simply smiles back at him. He was a big talker, that was clear. But Jay-J was intent on seeing how big he talked with a fist in his mouth.

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