his response to Thugnificent's opinion of him on the radio) Hey, dawg. First off, I wanna say that I'm a huge fan of Thugnificent, I grew up listinin' to Thugnificent. Matter of fact, I'd even go ahead, as far, to say that I love this nikka, no homo. He's one of the real nikkas that made me wanna do this shyt. (A second of silence; Thugnificent is pretty amazed tohear what Sgt. Guddda said about him so far.) But f**k this old ass nikka, man! (He laughs; Thugnificent's amazement gives wayto a "WTF" expression.) This old nikka is old enough to be my dad, and he tellin' me to eat a dikk? nikka, what's wrong wit' you?! You a grown-ass man and you tellin' a fifteen-year-old to eat a dikk? I know yo' mother raised you better than that, dawg. Matter of fact- (he dials on the phone) Excuse me, is this Mrs. Jenkins?
"MRS. JENKINS"
(over phone) Yes it is.
SGT. GUDDA
My name is Sgt. Gudda. (Thugnificent is now shocked.) I dunno if you aware, but yo' son said some very rude things about me on the radio.
"MRS. JENKINS"
(over phone) Yes, I know. He said some very rude things and he's too old to be actin' like dat, and I don't like him usin' that language, either. You know, one time I--
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GT. GUDDA
(pressing the hold button on the phone) That was yo' mamma, nikka, yo' mamma. (Thugnificent is now furious over this.) Grow yo' old ass up, nikka! I hope you go broke, you fill me? I hope that IRS is on their way over right now to take yo' shyt, nikka. (IRS Knocks on the door)