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Lil' Mike (Mohagony){flipping through channels on television and lighting up}Man, ain't shit on TV. (Lil' Mike what the hell are youdoin' down there) Bored as hell, smokin' this weed. (Lil'Mike) Chillin'. Hey what time is it? (Fuck what time it is,you better not have them ho assed bitches down there) Matterof fact, I know what time it is. My favorite motherfuckin'show. Here we go.Big B (Bizzy)So, listen. So, he come in the office (Uh Huh) Man, thisfunny lookin' motherfucker so... I know it's gonna bemysterious anyway cause of the way he dress. So he come inand he want me to, you know, regular shit, you know, he wantme to follow his wife man. (Right) He think his wifecheatin' on him (Okay) So he give the information, I'm likewhat, right (Right) have a seat. Give me the information.He's givin' me the shit man. Man, I'm writin' down the shit,I ain't payin' attention. Man, I'm fuckin' her. (Oh) {phonerings} I look on the address that he givin' me (Bullshit)And I'm fuckin' the bitch! (You bullshittin')Big B (Mr. Cummins)B 'n B Detective Agency. May I help you? (Yeah, can I speakwith Mr. Bill Louis please) This is Detective Louis, can Ihelp you? (Uh, yeah. This is Mr. Peter Cummins and uhm I waswondering if you've found anything about my wife) Well, as amatter of fact... as a matter of fact, I... what I have Mr.Letras de cancionesCummins uh... I, I, I... I got it, I think it's a tall mywhite man. A tall white man. Uh, mail man, milk man, cableman. Something to that sort. (Oh is that right. Have you gotthe pictures for me? Have you got any of the pictures?) [B'n B Detective Agency.] Well, I haven't got a chance to getany pictures but I got sources, I got sources. (Sources?) Igot sources Mr. Cummins. (Well see, uh) Yes, sir. Yes, sir.(Well see, well well see, my source tells me that its a bigfat greesy nigger) Huh? (Yeah, yeah. No, no listen to this.I got out and open my wifes Acura door) Uh huh. (And there'shis stretched out, greesy ass stebockin' cap) Bullshit. (Itgreesy and jerry curls on the headrest. Man, I mean...)Motherfucker. (I mean, I mean...) Man, I don't think... itain't no fuckin' jerry curl (so I want to know where thiswhite mans comin' from) Uh, well... Well I... Well, Mr.Cummin. [Hello?] Where the fuck... (Can you tell me whythere'd be a big fat greesy ass nigger in my wifes car) Mr.Cummin don't say nigger again here, sir. Don't say niggeragain Mr. Cummin. (Well, I mean I just what to know what Isaw cause I know it ain't no blonde man) Look Mr. Cummin.Listen. Listen. Mr. Cummin, I'm the Detective... (Cause thatwas no blonde lock in my wife's car) I'll call you back.(No, no) I'll call you back (Yeah, yeah you do that. You dothat Mr... You do that Mr...) I'll call you back with someinformation. I'll call you right back. {hangs up abruptly}Big B (Bizzy)Goddamnit, B... (That was him! That was him!) Gimme themotherfuckin' cell phone. You Stupid ass bitch. You stupidass bitch.Big B (Mrs. Cummins)(Hello?) You stupid bitch. (Hello, Louis?) You know who thefuck it is. What the fuck, what the fuck... What the fuckyou been tellin' your motherfuckin' husband. (What are youtalkin' about?) Goddamnit, how the fuck he know I'm fat? Howthe fuck he know I'm fat! What? (What?) What the fuck didyou tell him? (I didn't tell him nothin') Uh. he call the...He call the motherfuckin' office talkin' about Jerry Curland all kinds of shit. How the fuck he'd know about JerryCurl. I ain't got no fuckin' Jerry Curl. (I don't know whatyou're talkin' about) Listen, you stupid assed bitch. It'sover.BizzyAnd that concludes the story of two of the dirtiestDetectives that ever walked the face of this Earth. B 'n BDetective Agency. Louis Billops at your service. From Letras Mania