Leprechaun in the Hood (2000 Video)
Leprechaun: A friend with weed is a friend indeed, but a friend with gold is the best I'm told.
Postmaster P: [singing] Jesus loves me. This I know.
Stray Bullet: [singing] If he don't, I'll find a ho...
Postmaster P: His mama's name was Mary Jo...
Stray Bullet: And his disciples was some bad mo-fo...
[after first seeing Leprechaun]
Butch: What the fuck is that?
Stray Bullet: I don't know, Chucky on crack? Shoot that motherfucker!
Leprechaun: I'll take it from you, homie, you'll see, cause you know the Leprechaun is the real O.G.
Leprechaun: Look at all these glittering goods - I've got more loot than Tiger Woods!
Mack Daddy: [On the phone] Hey you, you listen to me. You don't wanna fuck with me, okay? I hope you had sex last night, 'cause I'm gonna come over there and I'm gonna cut off your dick, then I'm gonna feed it to my pit, then I'm gonna burn the shit when it comes out my goddam dog's ass, you hear me? Don't fuck with me, bitch!
Mack Daddy: We need to change a few things. I ain't with that "save the fucking hood" bullshit, "treat your girl right", that shit is wack. All right? This label, we rap about Uzis, blowing motherfuckers' heads off. Know what I'm saying? "Smack your bitch up", "Shoot your motherfucking homeboy in the face", type shit. All right?
Mack Daddy: Get the fuck outta here! You motherfuckers are wasting my time. I got chumps lined up around the corner trying to get down with this label, alright? You get no second fucking chance. Now get the fuck out.
Stray Bullet: Listen, Mack, we wanna do this.
Mack Daddy: What's the matter wit you, kid? You deaf? Or you just dumb like your mamas, I got to come over there and bitch slap you like I used to do her.
Stray Bullet: Hey, let me tell you something...
Mack Daddy: Check yourself, kid. Don't even fuck around. Just get out of here before I get you and your motherfucking home boys fucked up. This is real here, Kid. Get these fucking losers out.
Leprechaun: Death to he who sets a Leprechaun free. Steal his gold, it will corrupt your soul, you see. For many a moon the legend has grown, death toll increases, solution unknown. Beware the evil wanderer in search of his loot, lest you suffer the wrath of his golden flute. Flee while you can, the future's not good- for no one is safe from a Lep in the Hood!