The familiar tale of the little Dirty South engine that could starts this time in sleepy Lafayette, LA, when two cousins (Toemas and Alley Cat) hooked up with their childhood friend to record some beats and make a few records. Their inevitable mission? Much like their No Limit state mates before them -- to make it big time with a big, fat lucrative record deal. So they put up some money and like every other group in the South started hustling their CDs and cassettes through the indie label Red Boy, and by the time Entourage, Vol. 2 saw the light of day, they had already made a name for themselves. Nothing on this album is anything that you haven't heard before, triplet hi-hats over double-time beats with energetic but boisterous lyrics on topics familiar. However, the exception to the rule this time was the frenzied George Clinton-esque "Bunny Hop," which became a dance craze in the underground clubs and cabarets throughout the nation -- so much so that it prompted Universal to sign Da Entourage up and give the group a distribution deal. Mission accomplished.
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AllMusic Review by Rob Theakston