The FP

Fuck.

Yo, bro, you ready for this shit or what?

- Yeah. - What?

I'm gonna 187 this motherfucker.

I can't hear you!

I'm gonna 187 this motherfucker!

Word! That's my bro.

Toe up from the motherfuckin' floe up!

A'ight, JTRO. Let's roll.

Yo, JTRO! Good luck against Sugga Nigga, son.

Yeah, sentence.

Don't worry, man. His shit is whack.

He'll biff himself halfway through the match.

Trippin' ass lip smackin' pancake munchin' mofucka!

Yo, nig.

Busta L Dubba E is lookin' double serious tonight.

Shit's gettin' hot! We all countin' on you, dog.

Why you clownin' me, KCDC?

Did you check out what the fuck

I rolled up into this bitch in tonight?

Dayum! That shit's deluxe!

Yo kicks got smiles humped all up my face.

Say what?

- - My shit's goin' off!

We got the splits, dog. Lates, KCDC.

Later, BTRO. Them 245 bitches is whack!

Yo.

Man, who is that chick?

Who is that bitch? Mmm!

I see you finally made your way into this pussy, bitch.

The fuck you doing in our house, motherfucker?

Fuck up out my face with that shit!

Oh, man, Come on!

You know we represent 245!

245 represent right here, motherfucker!

Get your fuckin' ass out of here!

Fuck it! Throw down, bitch!

- Come on. Come on. Get in there. - Something.

- Take it. - Something.

- Give me a reason, asshole. - Come on, bitch.

Fuckin' hit me, asshole.

- Get the fuck out of here! - Walk it back!

Don't let their shit put your brain on flips!

You got to think of "Beat-Beat Revelation"

like it was the Civil War.

Say what?

Four score and a couple of years ago,

Ma and Pa fought for some serious shit, ya heard?

The challenge is up in this motherfucker, JTRO.

Now is the time.

All these carpet baggin' fut buckin' bitches

from the 245 and us from the 248.

We gots to be ready for anything.

That's why we gots to get each other's backs,

to the end, a'ight?

Man...

I could never be all up playin' this shit if it weren't for you.

Who know's where this chump would be.

Thanks, bro.

Anytime, little brother.

I'll be here backin' your shit up to the end!

For reals?

For reals. We roll together.

We die together.

Now 187 this bitch, bro!

Oh shit!

Listen up, ya'll!

We about to sticky-sticky-sticky

start this show, you know what I'm sayin'?

A'ight. We got Sugga Nigga,

245 vet, straight up!

Homey been boutin' for years, and he's still hungry!

Start the fuckin' match!

And over here, we got this up and up chrome dome

makin' noise straight from the 248.

Been trainin' his shit under his legendary big bro,

mofuckin' "Beat-Beat" nigga BTRO!

BTRO, ya heard?

All ya'll motherfuckers know what I'm talking about!

JTRO!

A'ight! Sugga Nigga or JTRO?

Who it gonna be tonight?

3...

2...

1...

Game: Beat Beat.

Game: Chill.

Game: JTRO wins.

Whatevs! S my D you cheatin' potato sprout bitch!

- Yeah, Bitch! - Say what?

You best strap closed your ass licka, you roller bladin',

corn dog chowin' motherfucker! I didn't cheat!

Yeah, you fuckin' cracker ass, cracker!

Chill. You won! Let it go!

You just heard what that knuckle dragger spout at my ass!

Don't worry about his shit.

He's just gonna get capped one day anyway.

How do you know that shit?

I don't know. He's illin' for a killin'.

He's just got one of them mugs. You did good, bro.

Thanks, bro.

Hey. Listen up, ya'll.

It's time for the main event!

We got champion "Beat-Beat" nigga BTRO...

BOO!

Vs. Chump L Dubba E!

Dayum, snow cone!

What are you for Halloween? A bitch?

Back your stank ass shit up off my flavor!

Whooty-whoo!

Hey, hope you ready for this shit, cranberry juice.

Because you're about to get fucked, bitch.

Bitch!

Yo.

It's been a long fuckin' time, JTRO.

Yeah. I was going to come talk to you earlier.

- Shit was all just... - I know.

- Dancin' and... -it's chill.

Yeah. You got some choice moves, JTRO.

- No shit? - Yeah, shit.

A bitch has usually got to drop a whole fuckin' pile of Lincolns

to catch a show that good.

Awesome.

Nice checkin' a look at you.

Yeah.

Dayum, new mode!

New mode.

-It's Omega Gangsta Mode! - I don't give a fuck.

Omega Gansta Mode in the hiz-ouse!

Oh, shit! it's all happenin'!

Yo. We gonna break history tonight! Damn.

We gots the record breakin' champ BTRO from the 248.

And we gots the smack talkin' bitch from the 245--

- Come on, you faggot. - I Dubba E.

Right here.

Yo. Who it going to be tonight?

Three...two...

one. "Beat-Beat!"

Game: Omega Gangsta Mode.

You got this motherfucker! Kill that bitch! Kill him!

What you got?

Look at this motherfucker!

What the fuck is this pussy doing?

That ain't on the screen.

Choking, bitch?

Oh, my God!

Yo, 248, check out your hero now.

One.

Two.

Stay the fuck down, bitch!

Three.

BTRO, get yo shit straight, dog!

Get the fuck up, bitch! I ain't done kicking yo ass yet.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Get the fuck up. Come on, Bro, get up.

Come on, bro, get up.

We roll together. We die together.

J--JTRO...

I'm sorry.

Nine.

Get up!

Get up, man.

Oh!

10.

187!

Game: 187.

187, ya'lL

BTRO got 187'd.

Oh shit.

Shit's tough in the FP, bitch!

No!

I'll never play "Beat-Beat Revelation" again!

Yo, man, know where I can find JTRO?

Thanks.

Yo, JTRO!

Been a long time, dog.

What's going on, man?

Dog, you ain't never answer my pages.

I been beepin' the shit out of yo ass for months!

What the fuck you doin' out here, nig?

Just livin'.

So what brings you out here?

Man, shit's all fucked up in the FP.

We need you, nig!

The FP doesn't need me.

Shit's fucked up everywhere, man.

The shit you sayin', man? We need you.

We bros!

FP needs you, TRO.

Yo, we roll together. We die together!

Damn it, JTRO.

Dayum, you still out here in the mo suckin' 242?

I heard you out here just sleepin' in the dirt, dog.

Just get the fuck out of here and leave me alone, man.

Man, who the fuck is you?

BTRO would've stood strong.

BTRO wouldn't have let his FP sink to the dogs.