Um. If anyone who thought hip-hop was dead, um. Last time I called the bitch, she said, uh. I said—I said—I said, "Bitch—Bitch—Bitch, if you gon' die on me, I'm—I'm gon' walk out and leave ya stupid ass." A-a-a-and, um. Then, th-th-this what the bitch told me. Th-th-this what she told me. She said: