Original Post Date: May 29, 2008A Team That always got me going. When I used to play football, my coaches always made sure we focused on that. It takes a team to win Thats what made me jump at signing to Cash Money. It looked like a bunch of ni**as playing their part to win. A team. Thats some sh*t that I fit well in. I always have. But in my career up until that point, I never really had one. It was always me against the world a.k.a. me against a f**k a** record company These ni**as rolled with their bosses. I rode on Slims bus, ya dig? Ni**a, I saw Tommy Mattola twice! Do the math If my bread was late, I didnt have to have my manager call this person to check on it with that person or none of that sh*t. I could walk my a** into Popeyes with Baby and quietly ask him, Where the f**k is my money? Now he could in return quietly tell me to, Get the f**k outta his face which he did on several occasions, but hey it is what it is. You the boss bruh we dont eat seeds on the West Coast though. Like I said before, Baby doesnt owe me a dime. Now hed come around late every once in a while, but hey, who doesnt? I think this is why I turned a deaf ear to all the rumors going on around me. Now New Orleans was like my second home at this point. I had been living there for about a year. There was a lotta chatter going on in the city about this big rift going on inside of Cash Money. I loved New Orleans, so I stayed in the streets when I was there. The streets talked. Even though I was signed to Cash Money, I had some real TQ fans down here way before that. They would see me in the streets and tell me whats going on within my own camp! Like they was trying to look out for a ni**a, you know? I found out that that Juve wasnt f**kin with us no more in the streets. Some ni**as saw me at the Daiquiri Shop and and told me all about it over some Hurricanes. Same thing when Lil Turk said “f**kem” BG told me out of his mouth. Can you imagine that feeling? Its like, What the f**k did I do? I swear everywhere I went in the city, my fans were asking me why I signed with them fake a** ni**as Fake a** ni**as That was the theme. Everybody seemed to consider Cash Money as some Fake a** ni**as Dawg, Im from Los Angeles, ya dig? Im just listening, making observations, and trying to be a diplomat. It got to the point where I wouldnt drive Babys sh*t no more. Too hot. I was finding out that that in New Orleans, most ni**as didnt f**k with Brian Williams. Call somebody and ship some of my sh*t down here! I aint bout to get in a twist over some of this ni**as sh*t. Everywhere I go theres somebody talking bad about this man in his own city! What the f**k? Nobody got sh*t good to say! Ill never forget the day we were in Babys old neighborhood shooting the video for What Happened to That Boy. He walked me over to this cat that he wanted me to meet. He was like, T, you know how yall got them ni**as out there that you call OGs? Well you bout to meet my OG I was kinda pumped as we walked over to the ni**a cuz Im figuring Im about to get some game. Man did I! The ni**a had just got out the pen. We walked up to him, and Baby introduced us. I noticed that the cat wouldnt look at Bird. Dude was like, Yeah man I know who you are. We used to listen to your sh*t in Angola I dont know why you signed to this pussy ni**a tho He aint gonna do sh*t but jack ya style and put you on the shelf. I hope you got your paperwork right with this bitch Im like, Huh? Im lookin at Baby, then I look at the cat and Im waiting on somebody to laugh or somethin! Talk about a crazy ten seconds Babys phone rings and saves his a**. He walks away. The OG tells me Later Wo and walks the other way. The lil ni**as in the projects who were sitting on the curb watching all this bust out laughing. Man I didnt know what to feel But that sh*t was funny though. That ni**a didnt crack a smile! LOL.
“What Happened To That Boy” video
Too much funny sh*t was going on at Cash Money. This ni**a Stunna would have a fit about me being out by myself. Id tell him to chill out! Man I aint stupid. I dont run around jeweled up like you. I dont keep cash on me like you and my thang thang is registered to me, unlike yours. Chill the f**k out! Make no mistake, this ni**a is a boss. Hed send somebody behind me I guess. Sometimes the ni**a would call and blow on me about being where I was at the moment. The ni**a would say, Get the f**k from round there! and Id get the f**k from round there. Quick too See this ni**a was the head of my team. I did what he asked me to do. I used to hate that sh*t though man How did he know my every move? I wonder now if that ni**a was concerned with my safety or did he just not want me to hear his city sh*t on him I dont know man. Sh*t started leaving a bad taste in my mouth. We did a whole Hot Boyz record with no Hot Boyz in the studio. I never saw Juve when we did Project English. The new movie that we were gonna do got scrapped because Nile wouldnt do it. Baby owed them money man Big time. Every last one of them [Mannie] Fresh and Wayne were just being loyal and waiting it out I guess Meanwhile all the new cats were working like slaves in the studio and not getting anything out. Me, Gillie, Mikkey, Strings, Boo & Gotti, and Lac & Stone were in the studio with Fresh taking a whole bunch of old CMR sh*t and making it hot for the day. Wed give Baby the sh*t he asked for and then Fresh would make us our own sh*t on the sly. That was the best part about Cash Money to me. Muthaf**kin Mannie Fresh When Bird was gone, wed really get down. We gave that ni**a so many songs I could kick myself He still got a bunch of sh*t! Win some, lose some right? He won that one.Too much funny sh*t was going on at Cash Money. Im sitting at the house in the East one day Wayne comes in and walks over to Baby and kisses him in the mouth. I didnt just see that so I aint gonna say sh*t. When Wayne gets ready to leave, they do it again. I guess some of them other ni**as recognized the look on my face and ran to the rescue. T, dont trip, thats jailhouse love. Jailhouse love? What the f**k? Them two ni**as and never been to jail! Ive sent my fair share of Kites homie and I aint never heard of two ni**as kissing as being jailhouse love unless they was ya dig? That sh*t was disturbing to me pimp. They say its a father-son thing. Ni**a I aint kissing my daddy in the mouth! To each his own I aint questioning a ni**a’s sexuality cuz I just dont get down like that, and I know for a fact that both of them cats like women. But it f**ks me up when them ni**as do that sh*t in public Everybody always asks me about that picture. Well did yall forget about 106 and Park?? Ni**a, my neighborhood rode me for months about that sh*t I had to speak on it cuz yall wanted to know. Thats my spin on the whole kissing sh*t. Im done with it.CHECK BACK NEXT WEEK FOR THE NEXT PIECE OF THE CASH MONEY PUZZLETQs new album Paradise is in stores and Online NOW! Featuring Krayzie Bone, BG, Jagged Edge, the D-Boys and More! Check out myspace.com/TQOfficialSite and thugpoetry.com for more info!