Lyrics Instruments (Skit) - Brotha Lynch Hung

Instruments (Skit)

It’s ya boy—yeah, we here
(What's up wit' it, cuz?)
What’s up, boy?
(Shit, what’s good wit' it, cuz?)
Yeah, man—finally got here, man
(Yeah, how was the trip?)
Ah, the ride was cool, it was cool
(That's what’s up)
What you watchin', fool?
(Ah man, this little documentary, you know’m’sayin'?
It ain’t nothin' really)
Yeah man, I was just wanna see what you got
Wanna see what you got
(Yeah, you know I got some new shit I told you about, ya’mean?)
Let’s check it out
(Yeah, we can go down here)
It’s hot out here—DAMN!
(Yeah)
Where you get all this shit from?
This what I’m talkin' about right here
(Yeah, just a couple little new ones, man
Yeah, I got these right here, man, call ‘em the Twins)
Yeah, I’ll take that;
I’ll take that
(Yeah, and then I got this, come with the extendo with the night vision scope,
you know, military shit)
Uhh, that’s hard, hard, hard—see, I want that too, yeah
(Alright, fa sho)
You still dealin' with that shit—you still dealin' wit' it?
(Yeah, yeah, but it ain’t nothin', man, you know—it's over in a minute)
I had to deal wit' it too—what's that?
(Ah, this that close-up shit though, you’naw’mean? For that close-up action)
Uhh, it got a case wit' it?
(Yeah yeah, already, all black)
Uhh, that’s what I’m talkin' about
(Yeah, this one of my favorites)
Yeah, I need that, and that, and those two things right there, man
That shit’s cool
(Yeah, it ain’t nothin', it ain’t nothin')
That’s all I need, all I need
(Alright, fa sho)
Ay man, I ain’t go no bag or nothin', man—I didn’t even wanna take no bag on
the plane
(I feel you—it's nothin', I already got you, right here)
Alright, cool, cool—I'm headed to the lab right now
Gotta peep out the label and all that shit, so…
(Alright)
I’ll just call you later
(What you say, cuz?)
Nah, I’ll just call you later
(Okay, yeah, that’s what’s up, cuz)