The next day, Madd Dog and Kent Paul were both sitting in the studio inside the mansion. Madd Dogg was watching a commercial on television, and Kent Paul was sitting right next to him.
"Hey, what's up, Dogg?" CJ greeted the rapper as he walked into the studio giving Madd Dogg a handshake.
"CJ, what's up, baby?" Madd Dogg greeted back. "Word."
"Resist, sunshine, you can do it!" Paul told Maccer, who was standing right on the other side of the studio staring through the glass between them. "For me, eh? Fucking Northerners..." Paul then stopped to realize that Maccer was about to stick his hand in his pants. "No, Maccer!" Paul urged. "Fight the urge! Think of... Thatcher!"
"You know it's my time again..." Madd Dogg told CJ, ignoring the two Britains.
"I know, dude," CJ replied. "So what's holding you back?"
"Woah, hold up, this his video?" Madd asked as he turned back to the television and turned the volume up. "I gotta see this..."
"Hey, man, you clean now," CJ told the rapper. "You got nothing to worry about."
Madd Dogg just focused on the television. "Man, that fake-ass LOC!" he growled, watching the television.
OG Loc was indeed on television alright – shooting a music video in Verona Beach.
"Loc?" CJ asked as he watched the television as well. "But he's terrible!"
CJ took a closer look at the television to watch OG Loc doing his usual dance and freestyling lyrics that came straight out of Madd Dogg's rhyme book, just changed up a bit in his own use of 'hood jargon.
Amazing, CJ thought. Even after he plagiarizes Madd Dogg's rhymes, he still sound horrible.
"Motherfucker..." Madd Dogg grumbled under his breath as he listened the music video fastidiously. "I knew there was something familiar about those rhymes he was kicking. They're from my rhyme book! That's my money! And those are my hoes! AND THAT'S MY VIDEO HE'S SHOOTING TODAY!"
CJ then had an idea. "OK," CJ told Madd Dogg. "I say we make a cameo appearance. Just drop in, unannounced."
"Yeah, that's gangsta," Madd Dogg agreed, giving CJ a handshake. "C'mon."
Maccer was moaning in the background. "Thatcher!" he chanted. "Thatcher! I love you Maggie!"
Paul then turned to Maccer. "Oh Maccer!" he groaned. "You ain't right in the head, mate!"
CJ and Madd Dogg stared back in confusion and walked away without saying a word. They exited the mansion and walked up to a parked BF Injection parked by a garage. They hopped inside and CJ started the engine.
"OK, let's drop in on OG Loc," CJ planned as he drove out of the driveway and onto the road. "See if we can interrupt that shoot and recoup some royalties."
"And my rhyme book!" Madd Dogg added. "We're flying in style, baby! You got all the makings of a great manager, Carl."
"Save it till we spinning Loc's party," CJ told him.
"Tell me how a thick-ass phony like suck-ass Loc can make it into the rap game, CJ," Madd Dogg told CJ.
"Music business is changing, Dogg," CJ replied vociferously. "It's all about dance routines and showmanship now. Any fake-ass idiot can get a record deal these days."
"So what am I supposed to do?" Madd Dogg asked.
"Dogg, you got heart!" CJ responded. "You got natural style. You got ice-cold gangsters running through your veins. Anybody can get a record deal, but only the genuine article can shake down the house."
"CJ, my man!" Madd Dogg complimented. "You're a natural manager!"
CJ smiled as he drove down the road of Vinewood and turned right on Richmond to ride through the tunnel. As CJ drove out of the other end of the tunnel, he made it through the Badlands and exited the freeway on Flint County, where he caught a glimpse of OG Loc being interviewed by an interviewer distantly.
"He being interviewed, uh?" CJ announced. "OK, let's smash this party up!"
As CJ and Madd Dogg made it at the spot, they both hopped out of the vehicle and ran over to the interviewer and OG Loc.
"You fucking phony!" Madd Dogg shouted at the wannabe gangster as the latter just took notice of him and CJ dashing after him. "Sum' bitch! Gimme my rhyme book! Gimme back my chain! Gimme back my hoes!"
OG Loc looked back in fear and hesitantly looked around. He then hopped into a nearby Vortex and fled for his life.
"He bustin' out! " CJ announced. "Come on, Dogg, let's get him!"
CJ and Madd Dogg each hopped onto each of the two Vortex nearby and chased after OG Loc, who escaped through the river.
"Stay away from me!" OG Loc screamed apprehensively. "I thought we were friends! You yesterday's news!"
CJ and Madd Dogg continued to chase OG Loc through the ocean and each of them used a ramp to hop over the platform of the lighthouse.
"Kids want Loc!" OG Loc shouted as he rode under the bridge. "L-O-C!"
The chase resumed until OG Loc rolled back on land, through the sandy area, and right on top of the pier in Verona Beach, where three Go-Karts were parked at. OG Loc quickly hopped out of the Vortex and into the Go-Kart. CJ and Madd Dogg followed suit by hopping out of their Vortex and onto each Go-Kart to chase after OG Loc as well.
"Madd Dogg, you ain't nothing!" OG Loc yelled as he rode through the platform. "You a drunk-ass busta! The kids, they don't want you want you no more! You washed up, both of you! Smoke is gonna deal with you pussies!"
OG Loc was genuinely cowardly, which made it even more difficult for both CJ and Madd Dogg to take him seriously. They chased him around Santa Maria Beach and he returned back onto the road, where the chase resumed through Market.
CJ and Madd Dogg continued chasing him until the chase culminated at the Blastin' Fools Records office on Rodeo, where the two finally confronted OG Loc once and for all as the wannabe rapper was holding Madd Dogg's rhyme book.
"You phony!" Madd Dogg growled at the wannabe gangster.
OG Loc screamed like a girl after being caught by surprise. "Man, you can't prove nothing!" OG Loc protested.
"Hey, Jeffrey," CJ barked at him. "You a buster, straight bitch. You stabbed me and my brother in the back."
"Man, I'm an artiste!" OG Loc boasted. "We all make mistakes, ain't that right, alkie?"
"You ain't no artist!" Maddd Dogg snarled. "You's a buster! You's a fake!"
"Man, I was going to give you credit on the next album!" OG Loc lied. "Here, royalties! Take that! I got more, too!"
"Little bitch!" Madd Dogg snapped, grabbing Jeffrey by his scrawny biceps. "I should just smack dog-shit out your ass, break your face right here, motherfucker!"
Suddenly, a Caucasian man wearing a black-and-white Rimmers jacket over beige khaki shorts and a red baseball cap appeared in the room. "Yeah, you phoney!" he chuckled. "Mr. Dogg, Jimmy Silverman, Blastin' Fools Records."
CJ then grabbed Jimmy's hand as the latter attempted to shake Madd Dogg's "Hold up," CJ told him. "I'm the manager. You want to talk, talk to me."
"Oh, OK," Jimmy replied. "Pleasure, gentlemen. Let's talk, all right? I need hits. I mean, hits! Now what about this guy... this phoney... I've got a good mind to sue his ass into next year."
Madd Dogg then shoved his hand free out of his grip on OG Loc. "Man, get off me, you drunk!" OG Loc cried.
"Hey, Loc - go get us some lunch," CJ ordered.
"You get lunch!" OG Loc shouted back. He bent over to pick up the rhyme book he dropped, but Madd Dogg yanks him back.
"Excuse me, gangsta - I don't think so!" he snapped as he attempted to grab it himself.
"Man - get outta here," OG Loc complained. Madd Dogg just gave him a hard shove. "Don't let him be pushing me!" OG Loc yelled childishly. "Don't be pushing me..." He started to walk away.
Hours later, OG Loc was taken to court and was charged for theft and plagiarism. OG Loc had officially been exposed as the poser he was, and CJ was glad that he didn't kill him, as it was a great punishment for the fake gangster. In addition, OG Loc lost all the money he had received for his rap routine, and most of it went straight to not only the rapper, but to charity as well, making OG Loc dead broke. He also had to do a full week of community service for his duplicity.
Conversely, Madd Dogg had been given interviews on how he returned to reclaim his position as the top rapper of the West Coast scene after winning the case in court.
"So Madd Dogg," one of the interviewers asked him, "how does it feel to be back into the rap game and getting your career back?"
Madd Dogg just stared back and chuckled a bit. "Let's just say that it's best to put the past behind us and move on to become better than ever," the rapper replied. "I'm back now, and I'm ready to bite back!"
Everyone was lined up to ask Madd Dogg more questions, whereas OG Loc's career had finally come to a downfall as his record contract had gotten scrapped completely. CJ didn't even receive any attention from the crowd, and he made sure it stayed that way. While he enjoyed being the manager of the famous rapper, he knew he didn't really earn any of the attention since he was responsible for Madd Dogg's temporary downfall. So he wanted to stay low so Madd Dogg and everyone else wouldn't discovered he was partly responsible.
CJ didn't have any time to stick around to listen to the rest of the news. He decided to ride back to Grove Street to see how his brother was doing.