Where’s My Checc? (Skit) lyrics

*phone rings*
[Damn, the devil’s out to get you for your paper]
[n*ggas tryna get you for your paper]
[They will tell you lies—what do you expect?]

[Brotha Lynch Hung + (Art B.)]
(Uh, what’s up, man?)
What’s up, n*gga? You ain’t taking my calls or something, n*gga?
(I tried to call you for a meeting)
Ah man, f*ck yo’ meeting, n*gga! Where my check at, n*gga!
(Check?) n*gga, my check, money, n*gga
(Uh, uh, DRT ain’t paid me yet)
Man, it’s been a month since you said…
[We are tired of your games]
(I ain’t got it, man)
Oh, you ain’t got it—alright then, n*gga
(Lynch! Lynch!)