1. Where you gonna be
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3. I wanna be just living, man,
just living comfortably with my wife.
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4. Just laid back, just chilling.
You know what I'm saying? Living.
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5. Where do I think I'll be in 10 years?
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6. I don't think I'll be seeing it at all.
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7. I don't think my luck is that good. I hope
it is, but if it ain't, so be it. I'm ready.
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8. Puffy! Congratulations!
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9. Can't wait for the new album, man.
Congratulations.
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10. What's up, my man?
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11. Yeah!
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12. Yo, Big, let's change the world.
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13. Come on, let's roll. Let's roll, y'all.
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14. - We back, baby, we back!
- No doubt.
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15. We back on top, baby!
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16. - Yo, what's up, ma?
- What's up?
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17. You looking fine, shorty.
I'm gonna have to get your number.
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18. - You don't know what you working with.
- Where y'all going?
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19. In the beginning,
God gave me a clean slate.
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20. Where I grew up,
I knew I couldn't stay clean.
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21. If you was nice, you was a mark
for the wannabe gangsters...
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22. and cutthroat girls
in the schoolyard.
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23. - Wanna check out this magazine?
- All right.
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24. Fab 5 Freddy. There we go.
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25. Kurtis Blow, man! He's the man!
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26. Clap your hands, everybody
If you got what it takes
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27. 'Cause I'm Kurtis Blow
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28. That these are the breaks
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29. Break it up! Break it up! Break it up!
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30. - There we go.
- Yeah.
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31. Want our autograph?
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32. Chris' shy ass can't be
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33. He's too fat, black and ugly.
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34. At least there ain't no train tracks
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35. What'd I tell you? If you just
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36. always do your best,
and look what happens?
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37. A hundred percent.
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38. - I'm proud of you, Chrissy-Pooh.
- Don't call me that.
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39. Oh, I forgot.
You're all grown up now, huh?
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40. My moms was from a small town
in Jamaica...
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41. where they left their doors
unlocked at night.
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42. But in our neighborhood,
the only time she let me off the stoop...
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43. is when she walked me home
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44. You've seen that 12, 13 times. Don't
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45. This was Brooklyn.
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46. Do-or-die Bed-Stuy.
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47. And there was some shit
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48. Voletta.
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49. Christopher.
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50. Say hello to your father.
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51. You are still beautiful, Voletta.
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52. If that's what you came for,
you can leave right now.
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53. Sugar?
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54. A hundred dollars.
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55. Is that all he's worth to you?
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56. Are you even planning
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57. - Things are complicated.
- Things?
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58. I feel like if you and I could just-
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59. It was easy to lie about your wife.
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60. Now, when it comes to your child,
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61. Bye, Voletta.
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62. Hey!
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63. You forgot something.
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64. You're a real piece of shit.
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65. What's up? This is Super Rockin'
Mr. Magic holding it down.
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66. This is DJ Marley Marl.
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67. Check it out, y'all.
It's all the way live.
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68. It's time for bed, mister.
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69. He ain't coming back, is he?
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70. No. I don't believe so.
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71. Good. I'm glad.
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72. Come here.
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73. We're gonna be all right,
just you and me.
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74. You ain't no pops to me
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75. You just some nigga
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76. Moms don't want your money
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77. Back all hunched over
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78. I don't need you in my life
'Cause you ain't shit
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79. Right then and there, I decided
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80. I wanted to be like
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81. They didn't hold their heads down
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82. I knew life was a fucked-up game.
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83. And I knew D-Roc was fucked up enough
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84. - What's up, D-Roc?
- What up, big boy?
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85. Your mama finally
let you out the house?
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86. Told you I would come.
I ain't on lockdown.
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87. So you ready to be a big baller?
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88. What I gotta do?
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89. Remember, just act like
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90. The phone is ringing.
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91. Motherfuckers got addicted to crack
after their first hit.
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92. But I got addicted to money after
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93. I wasn't no ordinary kid. I was paid.
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94. You're not still lying
in that bed, are you?
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95. No.
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96. Christopher, what are you doing?
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97. You saying your prayers?
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98. Praying God teaches you
how to knock.
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99. Please. Don't you mock your prayers.
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100. You don't think Jehovah
has a sense of humor?
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101. He must have if he made you.
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102. We always gotta listen
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103. I happen to like this music.
They tell good stories.
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104. So who were you yapping
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105. Jan.
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106. It's perfectly normal
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107. when her son cares about
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108. Oh, for crying out loud!
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109. - By the way, Ma.
- What?
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110. - How much does a garbage man make?
- About 28,000 a year.
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111. - Why?
- No reason.
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112. Would you hurry up
before you make us late?
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113. Voletta, is that the new Watchtower?
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114. Of course. We gonna see you
this weekend, right?
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115. W for Wallace
Rappers are demolished
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116. Wax 'em and buff 'em like polish
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117. Don't I look like the illest thing
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118. Live with action, guaranteed raw
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119. Rappers are demolished
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120. Wax 'em and buff 'em like polish
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121. Shit.
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122. You need to add 3x to the other side.
You need to solve the problem for x.
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123. Who wants to come up and do that?
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124. Come on up, Mr. Wallace.
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125. 7x equals 84...
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126. then 12 equals x.
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127. That was impressive.
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128. You're actually smarter than you look.
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129. Mr. Webber, yesterday you said
I was gonna end up a garbage man.
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130. That's right. If you keep cutting class,
that's exactly what you'll become.
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131. But I found out a teacher makes
24,000 a year...
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132. and a garbage man
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133. I'm gonna make $4000 more...
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134. than his dumb ass.
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135. All right. Get out.
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136. Hey!
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137. Get out of my class.
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138. Thanks for meeting up.
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139. You know you got it like that.
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140. When my mom see that phone bill,
she gonna kill me.
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141. We gotta chill with all that
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142. I'm pregnant.
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143. I went to the doctor and everything.
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144. We gonna have a baby.
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145. - Damn.
- Damn?
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146. Is that it? I was halfway hoping
you was gonna be happy.
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147. But if this fucks up your world,
I'm sorry.
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148. Hold up, Jan. Sit down, baby.
What you talking about? Sit down.
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149. What's wrong with you?
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150. If you're carrying my seed,
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151. You're not thinking, "Oh, fuck"?
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152. No, I'm not.
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153. You know I got you.
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154. - You got me?
- No doubt.
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155. Come here.
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156. Oh, fuck.
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157. - What up, D-Roc?
- Yo, what up, son?
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158. - You okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right.
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159. Let's get this money, then.
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160. Me and D-Roc were like
factory workers.
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161. And Fulton Street
was the assembly line.
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162. But every now and then,
D- Roc would say:
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163. "Yo, can I get a rhyme?"
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164. See, drug dealing was like my wife.
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165. Rapping was just some chick
on the side.
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166. Before I knew it, word got out
about my skills and shit.
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167. Then this kid named Primo called me out.
Everyone was jocking him.
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168. Because he never lost a battle.
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169. It was one thing to rhyme for your boys,
but it was another to battle.
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170. - About time you stopped running.
- About time you stopped talking shit.
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171. Come on, man. Get out of here.
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172. This is what y'all wanna see?
Y'all wanna see me and big boy?
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173. We got MC Quest out here.
That's it, MC Quest?
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174. Come on, man.
Y'all know who the king of Fulton is.
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175. Hey, DJ, play me
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176. I'll get some barbeque chicken when
I'm done. You want barbeque chicken?
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177. Now let me tell you
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178. Preem head bald like Mr. Clean
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179. And Preem be fresh like Irish Spring
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180. And 'round here
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181. Big Preem
Coming from the borough of Brooks
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182. You sweet on the mike
So your mike getting took
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183. Play a slow-jam track
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184. Techno track and I smoke that ass
You can't see me, it's like you blind
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185. I call you son 'cause you mine
Not 'cause you shine
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186. Man, get this fool out of here.
You can't be serious, man.
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187. What you got, big boy?
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188. Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn
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189. Your rhymes ain't shit
Your flow's constipated
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190. Many awaited the heavyset brother
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191. Drop a rhyme to a funky beat
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192. Niggas wanna know
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193. Making money
Smoking mikes like crack pipes
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194. Making loot
Knocking boots on the regular
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195. Pass the microphone
I'm the perfect competitor
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196. Jewels and all that
The clothes is all that
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197. Come stepping to me
That's where you take your fall at
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198. B. I.G., just like my murder
It's unheard of
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199. I stay close to mine
Like Tina on Turner
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200. Word to mother, I'm above you
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201. And I love you
'Cause you a sweet bitch
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202. A crazy crab
That might make my dick itch
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203. I flow looser than Luther
You got to get used to B. I.G.
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204. Is the boss trooper
Like ice cream, I'll scoop you
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205. I got it going on
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206. Live with action, guaranteed raw
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207. - That was hot.
- That's what I'm talking about.
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208. Word? Yo, word.
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209. What's up, Mom Dukes?
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210. I was by Fulton Records and I thought,
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211. I bought you the corniest
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212. In the last month,
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213. All right, look. I tried, Ma.
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214. I missed a few days.
But I went back three weeks straight.
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215. Three people came to my class
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216. A computer technician,
a store owner, a doctor.
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217. - They all look like broke-down niggas.
- You watch your mouth.
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218. I can't see myself going to school
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219. I got something to do right now.
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220. - What the hell is that supposed to mean?
- Jan's pregnant. I'm gonna be a father.
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221. Please tell me that you are not
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222. Why would you say
something like that?
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223. Because you are still a damn boy.
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224. Is this why you think
I came to the States?
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225. So I can spend all my days
taking care of you? Feeding you?
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226. Cleaning up old plates of mashed
potatoes you leave under your bed?
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227. You can't take care of yourself.
How are you gonna take care of a baby?
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228. - Where's the plate?
- I n the trash.
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229. - It was disgusting.
- Oh, fuck.
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230. - That's my work.
- What are you doing?
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231. Those wasn't no damn
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232. Look at me. I said, look at me.
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233. Are you telling me
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234. Boy, you gonna end up like those
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235. Don't you see that?
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236. Bums don't have chains,
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237. You think that makes you a man?
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238. Get out.
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239. - Ma.
- Get out.
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240. I wasn't the man my moms
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241. So fuck it.
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242. I was gonna be the man
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243. - What up?
- What up, Damion?
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244. Hey, yo, what up, Chris?
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245. Lil' Cease, the corner
ain't no place for you.
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246. - Yo, man, I'm just chilling. That's all.
- Yo, D. Yo, D. Come here.
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247. - Damn.
- Come here, man. Come here.
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248. Does this look like Lamaze class to you?
Yo, Sandy, take your ass home.
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249. - Come on.
- I got this.
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250. Thanks, black man.
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251. Yo, D! Fuck you, man!
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252. I love you too, Sandy.
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253. You selling crack
to someone who's pregnant.
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254. Fuck a pregnant bitch.
I ain't in this to be no social worker.
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255. I got tired of that nickel-and-dime shit.
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256. So I stepped up my game.
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257. I had four young cats
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258. Look at you, man.
All grown up and shit.
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259. Shut the fuck up
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260. I wasn't hanging with my boys,
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261. I was too busy counting paper.
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262. But I was moving too fucking fast
and I slipped up.
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263. - You have a collect call from...
- Christopher Wallace.
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264. An inmate at the Wake County jail.
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265. - Ma.
- Damn you, Christopher.
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266. I fucked up.
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267. - I need your help.
- No.
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268. You got yourself into this mess.
You get yourself out.
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269. I can't ask you to pray for me?
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270. I never stop praying for you.
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271. But you need to stop wasting God's time
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272. So it's like that?
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273. It's like that.
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274. Close your eyes, Christopher.
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275. Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death.
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276. - I will fear no evil.
- I will fear no evil.
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277. - For thou art with me.
- For thou art with me.
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278. Thy rod and thy staff,
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279. Thou preparest a table before me...
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280. in the presence of mine enemies.
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281. My cup runneth over.
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282. Surely goodness and mercy will
follow me all the days of my life.
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283. You got yourself into this mess.
You get yourself out.
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284. That was the first time
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285. my fucking problems
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286. I started rhyming because I was bored.
Plain and simple.
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287. But then my frustrations turned into
rhymes and those rhymes told my story.
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288. The 23rd Psalm
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289. No collection plate to make
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290. Hard time feel softer
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291. I know how it feels
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292. Pockets broke as hell
Another rock to sell
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293. I got P-A-I-D
That's why my moms hates me
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294. She was forced to kick me out
No doubt
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295. Then I figured out nicks
Went for twenty down South
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296. Christopher, it's a girl.
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297. I know how it feels
To wake up fucked up
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298. Pockets broke as hell
Another rock to sell
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299. But they don't know
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300. Baby on the way, mad bills to pay
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301. Welcome home.
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302. Where is she?
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303. All right. All right.
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304. Here, let me take that. Give me that.
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305. T'yanna, say hello to your daddy.
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306. Here.
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307. No, no, no. Like this.
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308. What's wrong, Ma?
She ain't that ugly.
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309. Chris!
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310. Hey, what's going on?
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311. Chris?
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312. You be a great father.
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313. No doubt.
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314. No doubt, Ma.
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315. Hey, look who's back, man.
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316. - Shoot! Yo, it's Chris, man. What's up?
- What you doing down here, man?
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317. I'm chilling.
Holding niggas down in here, man.
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318. You know he a pop now, right?
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319. - Word? You a pop?
- Yeah.
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320. - What you got? A boy or girl?
- Little girl.
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321. - Thank God she look like her mother.
- You know Mister Cee right here.
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322. - What's up? How are you?
- All right.
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323. I hope you remember
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324. It's what I do, man.
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325. Keep this out of your hand.
That's for grown folks, man.
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326. - Give me my shit.
- Now that you out, what you gonna do?
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327. Having a daughter made me
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328. Got a little shorty I got to support.
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329. But not being able to support her
felt like another kind of jail.
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330. - Me and D-Roc gonna hold it down.
- Hell, yeah. Hell, yeah.
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331. One, two. Yeah.
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332. The microphone murderer
Mass mayhem maker
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333. B. I.G. is on the mike
Call the undertaker
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334. Make an appointment
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335. Because you know what
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336. 50 Grand on the Technics
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337. Yo, hold up. What'd you say
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338. - B. I.G.?
- Biggie Smalls.
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339. - Biggie Smalls?
- Let's do it again, nigga.
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340. - Hey, yo, son. Your shit got nice.
- For real.
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341. But, yo, if you gonna put it down
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342. Nigga, don't be gassing me up.
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343. I'm just saying. I know motherfuckers
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344. - Pop a tape in then, nigga.
- All right, yo. Let's do this.
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345. Take it from the top, Biggie Smalls.
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346. A whole lot of niggas want Big
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347. Yo, 50, what's this?
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348. The microphone murderer
Mass mayhem maker
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349. B. I.G.'s on the mike
Call the undertaker
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350. Make an appointment
And schedule a interview
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351. Because you know what
Big man's about to do
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352. 50 Grand on the Technics
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353. Brothers wanna hear the word
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354. The microphone a-ripping
The burner got the clip in
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355. Slamming MCs like Scottie Pippen
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356. Sipping on Old Gold cold
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357. Puffing on dime bags
And I've been told
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358. My words are harder than a brick
Chinese arithmetic
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359. A thick stick and my dick
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360. Makes me sick when you pick
Your weak rap rhymes, G
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361. I'm kicking and pumping
It's tic-tac time, see
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362. The B. I.G. moves swifter than a ninja
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363. Even on stick-ups
I'm the masked avenger
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364. Keep my eyes open
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365. No eyewitnesses
No names are exposed
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366. It's the heavyset one
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367. And the sweet tongue
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368. Coop like Michael Jackson
Kicks like Bo Jackson
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369. Fuck like Freddie Jackson
No need for action
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370. My crew
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371. Fighting or fucking
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372. He got sex appeal like LL?
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373. Yeah, a little bigger than that.
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374. What, like Heavy D?
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375. He a little darker than that.
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376. Yo, he look like Wesley Snipes?
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377. He ain't Wesley.
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378. Yo, bring him in, bring him in.
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379. Yes, bring him in, please.
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380. This is Biggie Smalls.
You know Mister Cee and...
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381. - D-Roc. What up?
- D Roc.
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382. Y'all have a seat.
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383. So my boy at The Source said
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384. I know what you did
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385. And I got rhymes for days, you know?
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386. What kind of story you trying to tell?
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387. A story about an average nigga
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388. Know what I'm saying?
A nigga gotta figure out that life shit.
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389. You still hustling?
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390. So you don't get it twisted,
I'm not against making money.
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391. My business is about the streets
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392. I can't build nothing around
no artist that can get locked up.
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393. I'm saying, if you got real paper
coming my way, I'm out the game.
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394. Don't chase the paper,
chase the dream!
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395. I started off as Andre Harrell's assistant.
Now I'm damn near running this place.
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396. Nigga, I'm hungry!
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397. Throw me butt-naked in the jungle,
and I'll come out with a chinchilla coat...
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398. a leopard hat, and 10 pounds heavier
from eating them niggas.
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399. With all due respect, Puff,
dreams ain't paying the bills, G.
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400. His do.
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401. Puffy, I don't know
about a chinchilla...
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402. but if you throw me out to the jungle,
I'll have them motherfuckers dancing.
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403. Maybe in the right hands...
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404. I could be, like, one of the greatest.
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405. - How old are you?
- Nineteen.
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406. By the time you 21,
I'll make you into a millionaire.
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407. We can change the world, Biggie Smalls.
We can change this game.
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408. I'm saying, the West Coast, they got
Snoop, they got Dre, they got Cube.
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409. They killing it.
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410. East Coast is waiting
for somebody to fill that void.
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411. The decision is yours. You can be
the average nigga from Brooklyn...
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412. or you can rap about
the average nigga from Brooklyn.
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413. Let me know whether
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414. So you in?
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415. What's up, big mama?
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416. What'd you just call me?
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417. Big mama.
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418. You looking damn good.
How's work today?
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419. Every day you ask me how I'm doing.
What's that about?
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420. It's because I care.
Know what I'm saying?
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421. Yeah, right.
Whatever you say, big poppa.
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422. You got a smartass mouth.
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423. You gonna do something about it?
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424. I didn't think so.
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425. Hold up.
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426. You wanna get something to eat?
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427. Fuck. Oh, I like it. Oh, shit, Big.
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428. Oh, damn. I want you
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429. It feels so good, big poppa.
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430. You seeing anybody?
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431. Kind of late to be asking.
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432. Well, I was seeing someone.
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433. He kept thinking
we was in a Mike Tyson fight.
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434. Ain't nobody gonna hurt you no more.
I got you, all right?
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435. Oh, shit. We got Puff out, huh?
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436. Been out here waiting for y'all asses.
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437. - What's up, man?
- What's up, Big?
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438. What's up?
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439. Andre said there only can be
one lion in the jungle.
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440. What the fuck you talking about?
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441. I got fired, Big.
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442. So, what about my deal?
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443. You really had my ass going.
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444. Just didn't know it was
all fucking bullshit.
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445. The only thing I got lined up
is some college shows.
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446. It's gonna be a minute
before I get something real.
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447. Hey, Big.
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448. My father died hustling on these streets
when I was 2 years old.
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449. Ain't no future in this right here.
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450. Just because we got knocked down
don't mean we can't get back up.
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451. What don't break a nigga
make a nigga.
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452. I thought I had a record deal...
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453. and now I can't even buy
fucking diapers for T'yanna.
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454. Gotta punch the clock and shit.
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455. - You told Puff you gonna stop hustling.
- I thought I was.
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456. - Oh, shit.
- Shit.
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457. Hey, yo, toss that, toss that.
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458. We got another one.
He's heading to St. Mark's.
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459. There's nowhere to go.
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460. Let's do this the easy way, huh?
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461. Show me your hands.
Come on, show me your hands.
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462. You show me your hands,
I'll put the piece away.
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463. You know...
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464. when I was a kid,
you had a switchblade...
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465. brass knuckles,
you were a bad dude.
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466. Now you got 13-year-olds looking
to shoot niggas on the corner...
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467. so they can run shit. I mean,
what the fuck is the world coming to...
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468. when a drug dealer can't walk
the streets at night?
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469. Tell me, Chris, what do you put on first,
your socks, your jacket? Your piece?
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470. I ain't never saw that gun before.
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471. - So then it must be yours.
- No.
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472. Okay, dumb fucks...
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473. one of you is going down
for carrying an illegal firearm.
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474. Whichever one, I don't give a shit.
But there's no way...
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475. that the two of you
are walking out of here.
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476. I give you one minute.
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477. - He trying to make us sweat.
- We play hardball, he'll dust it for prints.
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478. - We'll cross that bridge later.
- No, it'll be too late.
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479. Look, you got priors. You're looking
at five or six years, easy.
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480. If I plead guilty, I get three and a day.
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481. - No, D-Roc. My gun, my bid.
- No, man, that's bullshit.
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482. Look, this music shit you got going on,
it don't come around every fucking day.
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483. When a motherfucker like you make it,
we all make it.
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484. What if I don't make it?
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485. Listen, I told you
how to get into the drug game.
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486. Now I'm telling you how
to get the fuck out.
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487. You don't have a record deal?
Then go out and get one.
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488. But you're not going back
on the block.
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489. Not when you got the skills
to do something...
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490. and not if I take this bid
for your ass.
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491. So you're gonna make it.
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492. So?
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493. I put my socks on first, motherfucker.
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494. Okay.
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495. Go ahead, take a walk.
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496. Big, what's going on? You good?
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497. Look, Mark, I'm gonna be for real
about this shit.
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498. This is my motherfucking life,
you feel me? I got a kid.
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499. I feel stuck in the mud. Tell Puff
I'm down with chasing the dream.
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500. Whatever he want me to do, I'm in.
This shit gotta jump off now.
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501. I'm gonna tell Puff.
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502. Look, I got you.
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503. Puff will be right with you.
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504. This is going out
to all the pimps and macks.
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505. Y'all know the flavor, Brooklyn-style.
Y'all know how we do.
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506. Is it true? All I wanna do is screw
Drink brew with the crew on the avenue
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507. I flip skins like Mary Lou
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508. So, what you gonna do
When she'll come for you, boo?
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509. I got girls that look like Toni Braxton
And give me the skins without askin'
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510. When I'm relaxin' on my back
And you know what time it is
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511. But if it's red, man, I'll leave you alone
You can call me on my cellular phone
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512. And I'll mess around and pick you up
Take you to the crib, stick you up
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513. And put my Silk CD and lick you
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514. Yeah, Big, you ready.
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515. Hit the twat till your pops
Call the cops
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516. And when I make bail out of jail
I'm gonna whale on that tail
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517. Because sex never fails
This is going out to the pimps and macs
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518. What up, Howard University?
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519. - Y'all ready for the next performer?
- Yeah!
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520. All right, coming to you
from do-or-die Bed-Stuy:
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521. Biggie Smalls!
Also known as Notorious B. I.G.
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522. Who is that?
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523. What's up, y'all? How you feel, Big?
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524. It's not a game.
I need y'all to get loud right now.
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525. - And give it up for Notorious B. I.G.!
- Do your thing, all right?
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526. Hey, yo!
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527. All right!
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528. Puff made a name for hisself
when he went to Howard.
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529. But my name didn't mean shit
to that crowd.
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530. Gotta love that.
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531. Go get it, big man.
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532. I wanted to do so fucking good.
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533. I felt like I owed it to D-Roc.
I felt like I owed it to myself.
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534. Welcome to B. I.G.
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535. - Yeah.
- Get the fuck out of here.
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536. I got you, Big. I got you. All right?
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537. Where my niggas at?
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538. Don't stop, we won't stop
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539. I was a terror
Since the public-school era
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540. Bathroom passes, cutting classes
Squeezing asses
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541. Smoking blunts was a daily routine
Since 13
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542. A chubby nigga on the scene
I used to have the tre-deuce
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543. And the deuce-deuce
In my bubblegoose
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544. Now I got the Mac in my knapsack
Lounging, black
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545. Smoking sacks up in acts with sidekicks
With my sidekicks rocking fly kicks
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546. Honeys wanna chat
All we wanna know
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547. Is where the party at
And can I bring my gat?
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548. It don't take nothing...
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549. - What up, Pac?
- How's it going? Good to see you.
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550. Dumbing out, just me and my crew
'Cause all we gonna do is
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551. Bullshit and party
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552. And bullshit and party
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553. And bullshit and party
And bullshit and party
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554. Next verse.
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555. Honeys in the back looking righteous
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556. In a tight dress
I think I might just
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557. Hit 'em with a little Biggie 101
How I tote guns
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558. - What up, Pac?
- Hey, man.
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559. - You hitting the stage?
- No.
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560. I'm just here
for the recreational activities.
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561. Smoking, drinking
Got the hooker thinking
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562. If money smell bad
Then that nigga Biggie's stinking
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563. Niggas start to loke out
A kid got choked out
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564. Blows were thrown
And a fucking fight broke out
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565. Yeah.
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566. Yo, chill!
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567. Can't we just all get along?
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568. I can put hickeys on your chest
Like Little Shawn
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569. Get you pissy drunk
Off of Dom Pérignon
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570. And it's on
And I'm gone, that's that party
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571. And bullshit and party
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572. - Hey, yo!
- All right!
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573. I saw Tupac about 20 times in Juice.
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574. Now here I was
walking into a party with him.
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575. It was crazy.
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576. Females were ready
to jump out their clothes to get at him.
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577. And all the brothers
gave him mad respect.
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578. What's up? When you starting out,
that's the best time.
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579. Because as soon as you get on top
that's when the shit start.
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580. I figured if it was this good
starting out...
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581. then being as large as Pac
must be the shit.
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582. Catch you later, Big.
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583. You see that fine-ass girl over there?
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584. - Which one?
- Right over there.
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585. That's my joint.
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586. Never, ever, ever get played
Kill that
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587. Bust a mad cap in your back
'Cause I'm all that
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588. Straight from Crooklyn
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589. Better known as Brooklyn
Elude the hook
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590. Nice voice.
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591. Keep going.
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592. Why?
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593. - So you can laugh?
- I ain't gonna laugh at you.
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594. At least not to your face.
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595. My mental is criminal
Felony thought subliminal
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596. Sinful, quick to trigger-pull
Grab a pocketful of ducats
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597. So what? Fuck it, don't give a damn
Niggas know who I am
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598. A bitch like me come
And do you in your sleep
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599. Wake up, shook up
Running scared in the streets
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600. Known around town
As the bitch who gets down
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601. Till they put me in a cell
Or they put me in the ground
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602. - That's tight.
- But?
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603. Dudes wanna hear some sexiness
come out a chick's mouth...
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604. not no gangsta shit.
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605. Your whole world changed when you-
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606. - Wait, wait.
- Loosen up.
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607. Come on.
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608. Your whole world changed
When you heard me rap
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609. Hand on your dick
While my ass you smack
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610. Wanna take off my panties
And put it in the hole
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611. But this ain't cheap, nigga
Gots to pay a toll
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612. Give a nigga head
And, no, I never bite
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613. Sexy-ass lyrics
You know you kind of like
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614. Mike in my hand, you better understand
Lil' Kim be the baddest bitch in Brooklyn
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615. Damn, shorty.
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616. - I'm loving that.
- Yeah?
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617. What else you love?
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618. I love it when you call me Big Poppa.
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619. - I don't understand what you're doing.
- Being a man.
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620. You're coming in here all hours
of the night. Jan's calling me.
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621. - We ain't kicking it.
- You breaking up with your daughter?
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622. - You too busy hanging out to go see her.
- I'm working.
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623. I'm starting to question
what this job really is.
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624. Puff got it all lined up.
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625. What kind of man, grown-ass man,
calls himself "Puffy"?
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626. That's absolutely ridiculous.
Puffy doesn't even have a job.
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627. - It's not even like that.
- It's not like what?
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628. - Jesus.
- What isn't it like, huh?
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629. Excuse me, Miss Wallace.
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630. If I could just explain
why Chris has been late.
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631. Please. I wanna hear this.
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632. Yes, ma'am.
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633. Your son has something special.
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634. Sometimes it's gonna mean
late nights and hard work...
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635. but I think it's gonna pay off.
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636. The minute I see him slacking,
I'll be the first to let you know.
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637. I've been talking to Mark
about becoming my manager.
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638. Good.
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639. If you're asking me to hold you equally
responsible, Mark, believe me, I will.
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640. - Yes, ma'am.
- I need to have a word with Chris.
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641. Yes, ma'am.
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642. My doctor found a lump in my chest.
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643. What?
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644. My surgery is next week.
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645. They need to act aggressively
if I'm gonna have a chance.
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646. If? What is that supposed to mean?
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647. I want to be up-front with you.
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648. - No, Ma.
- No, listen.
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649. - I don't want to hear that.
- I need you to know.
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650. - I don't want to hear this, Ma.
- Christopher! Please!
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651. Listen. Yo, I got these ideas in my head.
Like, I've been thinking all night.
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652. I can't get-
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653. Look, yo, I've been thinking about
my cousin Wayne. He's smart.
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654. Thinking about bringing him in
to help with the management.
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655. I think you'll dig him, Big.
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656. Yo.
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657. Big. Big. Do you want to talk about it?
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658. - About what?
- Whatever's bugging you, Big.
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659. You haven't said shit
for the past couple days, man.
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660. My moms has breast cancer.
Talking gonna fix that?
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661. No.
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662. I guess not.
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663. I was only 15
when I lost my mom to cancer.
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664. How'd you deal with shit?
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665. I ain't feel like talking.
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666. Look, Big, I know you going
through hard times right now.
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667. But you're gonna have to be
a soldier for your moms.
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668. You're gonna have to be there
and support her, man.
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669. I'm gonna pray for your moms, Big.
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670. Some of y'all wrote me off.
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671. Maybe some of y'all in this room.
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672. But what don't break a nigga will
make a nigga. To Bad Boy Records!
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673. To Bad Boy!
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674. Hey, Puff, can I holler at you
for a minute?
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675. Yeah, I wanna talk to you.
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676. - Yo, how your moms?
- Getting her strength back.
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677. Just got back from the hospital.
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678. Look, Puff, man,
this Bad Boy shit for real?
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679. Let me show you something.
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680. Yo, I took this here to Clive Davis.
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681. B. I.G. on Side One, Biggie Smalls.
Side Two, Craig Mack.
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682. B. I.G. Mack.
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683. It's the B. I.G. Mack, feel me?
What the hell could he say?
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684. Just open it.
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685. Welcome to Bad Boy.
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686. The doctors got all the cancer
out of her.
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687. My moms was gonna live.
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688. And me,
I was finally gonna change my life.
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689. How I live the mack life
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690. Making money
Smoking mikes like crack pipes
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691. Plain to maintain
I add a little funk to the brain
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692. The funk, baby
The funk, baby
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693. Fuck around and be hardcore
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694. That's hot. That's hot. I love it.
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695. This could be my first single.
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696. I want you to hear something.
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697. See what I'm saying?
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698. I'm trying to get niggas out their seat.
This gonna be like soul music.
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699. If I spit this,
niggas gonna be laughing at me.
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700. Niggas gonna be laughing at you
all the way to the bank, Big.
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701. What's next? You want me
to dance like MC Hammer?
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702. Look, you give me
that street shit for side B.
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703. If I don't have something on the radio,
nobody will ever hear or buy your album.
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704. You'll just be a broke-ass,
mix-tape rapper.
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705. Trust me, Big.
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706. Yo. Puff got a point.
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707. And he's burning
a lot of money in the studio.
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708. These niggas look like Rick James.
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709. - Yo.
- I need some time, man.
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710. You gotta do what you gotta do.
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711. Come back in like an hour or two.
We'll have something ready.
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712. - Puff, I got this.
- All right.
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713. Yo, Cease. I'm gonna need some Pepsi
and some more weed.
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714. - All right, man.
- And some females.
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715. - Tell them we having a party.
- About time, baby. I'll be right back.
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716. Let me hear that one more time.
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717. What's up? That's 500.
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718. Game over, man. Now he mad.
You lost. Loser.
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719. Hey, yo, Big.
Your baby mama on the phone.
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720. Not right now, man.
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721. All right, man. I got you.
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722. Look, Big, have you written
some lyrics down yet?
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723. I gotta find some inspiration.
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724. Ready to go in the studio?
Puff's on his way.
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725. - Wake up. Pull that track up.
- We don't pay you to sleep, baby.
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726. Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant
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727. The livest one
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728. Representing BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it
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729. Bastards ducking when Big be buckin'
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730. Chickenheads be cluckin'
In my bathroom fuckin'
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731. It ain't nothing
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732. Yo, anytime you wanna stop playing.
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733. Drop the drum.
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734. It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up! magazine
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735. Salt-N-Pepa and Heavy D
Up in the limousine
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736. Hanging pictures on my wall
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737. Every Saturday, Rap Attack
Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
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738. I let my tape rock till my tape popped
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739. Smoking weed and bamboo
Sipping on Private Stock
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740. Way back, when I had
The red-and-black lumberjack
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741. With the hat to match
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742. Remember Rappin' Duke
Duh-ha, duh-ha
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743. You never thought that hip-hop
Would take it this far
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744. Now I'm in the limelight
'Cause I rhyme tight
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745. - That's that money, baby!
- That's fire, that's fire.
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746. Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
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747. - Y'all, he didn't write this down?
- I don't even know.
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748. I mean, I think.
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749. Tell you the truth,
I'm a little fucked up right now.
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750. I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number, same hood
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751. It's all good
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752. And if you don't know
Now you know, nigga
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753. That shit just clicked.
Puffy gave it that gloss.
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754. The way them snares
hitting them vocals dropped...
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755. he took that track from 100 percent
to 200 percent.
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756. They started saying
we brought the funk back to hip-hop.
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757. All I know is,
I was doing what I always did.
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758. Bad Boy Records is taking over
the rap game...
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759. with Craig Mack
burning up the charts.
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760. Everybody's excited about the Notorious
B. I.G.'s debut album, Ready to Die.
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761. If they didn't know Puff Daddy
and Biggie Smalls before...
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762. they damn sure knew us now.
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763. How you doing?
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764. This is my man, right here.
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765. Bad Boy!
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766. How y'all feel?
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767. I wanna thank every one of y'all...
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768. for helping us celebrate
Ready to Die album. Thank you.
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769. Hip-hop ain't never gonna be the same,
because of this man right here:
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770. Biggie Smalls! The Notorious B. I.G.!
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771. You got something to say?
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772. Brooklyn, we did it!
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773. Take your crown. Take your crown.
Have a seat, Big. You're a Brooklyn king.
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774. It's a hot party.
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775. BK all day.
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776. - What's up, homey?
- What's up?
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777. Be right back. Hey, hold this.
Don't let them go nowhere.
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778. - What's up, homey?
- Congratulations!
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779. You know how we doing it.
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780. - You shining, baby. Congratulations.
- Get my man a bottle.
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781. - No doubt. What's up?
- Yo, how well you know them cats?
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782. Oh, they just helping me
with this movie I'm doing. They cool.
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783. Watch the company you keep, man.
They got a rep.
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784. So? Nigga, you got a rep,
so, what the fuck you saying?
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785. Shit. I'm a bad boy!
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786. Can I get you to say
a couple words for the camera?
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787. Man, fuck your camera!
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788. No, I'm fucking with you. Come on.
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789. Hey, yo, check it out, motherfucker!
I'm Tupac.
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790. I'm chilling here with my homeboy,
the Notorious B. I.G. on the scene.
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791. We about to take y'all motherfuckers
by storm. Give them something.
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792. True, that. You know,
I'm chilling with my man Pac...
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793. - ... who schooled me to the game.
- They know who it is.
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794. Now we about to wreak havoc
on you motherfuckers, man.
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795. You know what I'm saying?
Chandon sippers.
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796. Know what I mean?
Frank White piece holders.
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797. - Rolex, diamonds. You know what it is.
- Get some.
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798. We taking your money
and buying your bitches with it.
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799. - That's right, nigga.
- Come get some.
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800. If I ain't holding my dick, I'm sleeping,
and then you holding it, bitch.
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801. I'm wearing these
to my first show coming up.
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802. What you think?
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803. Ain't bad.
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804. Ain't bad? You must be going blind.
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805. I'm trying to make you
the Marilyn Monroe of hip-hop.
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806. That ain't turning no heads.
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807. - So I should lose the suspenders?
- Keep the suspenders.
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808. Lose the shirt.
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809. Like this?
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810. Like that. Yeah.
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811. Faith, get it going. Good. Move, Faith.
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812. Yeah, good.
Come on, y'all. This ain't no funeral.
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813. It ain't even a photo.
It's a mission statement.
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814. Bad Boy ain't here to be in the game.
Bad Boy here to take over the game.
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815. Everybody, take 10 minutes.
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816. Watching Faith,
all I could think was, "Damn!"
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817. She was like some chick
fresh off a movie screen.
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818. My baby. Thank you.
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819. Why a brother gotta be left out
in the cold?
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820. You shown everyone up in here
them pictures, except me.
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821. Look, no offense,
I think you're an incredible rapper...
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822. and I'm sure you're a nice guy,
but I don't need all that right now.
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823. All what?
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824. What you saying? You don't need
a brother to make you smile?
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825. - Sorry, but I'm not smiling.
- Not yet.
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826. All right, fine. My daughter, Chyna.
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827. - She's beautiful.
- Thank you.
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828. Just like her mother.
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829. What were you doing
before you hooked up with Puffy?
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830. - Pharmaceuticals. You know how it is.
- Typical.
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831. So are you a bad guy
trying to be good...
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832. or a good guy trying to be bad?
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833. I'm someone trying to make it.
How'd you start singing?
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834. - North Baptist Church choir.
- Typical.
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835. I wrote a couple joints for other artists
and finally I got my shot.
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836. I don't know what I'd be doing,
but I ain't think I'd be doing this.
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837. When I was little, everybody
told me singing was my destiny...
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838. but I was hoping to make a career
doing the beatbox.
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839. No. Get out of here. You ain't trying
to say you know how to beatbox.
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840. - You trying to play me out?
- Let me hear some.
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841. - You gonna rhyme with it?
- I'm gonna tear it down.
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842. What, you shooting jabs?
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843. Some call me Biggie, or B. I.G.
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844. I'm just chillin' in the place to be
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845. And I ain't trying to preach
Or teach some knowledge
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846. I'm just trying to call you FEW
Faith Evans-Wallace
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847. I like your laugh. It's sexy.
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848. Why don't you let me do that?
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849. - Do what?
- Make you laugh.
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850. Can I be that man?
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851. Man, you're making all the biggin
sexy again, brother.
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852. Yo, Big. Thanks for representing
for the brothers hustling on the corners.
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853. Your storytelling is the shit. I picture
everything you're rapping about.
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854. - Shit is like a fucking movie.
- For real.
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855. What's up, Big?
Can you sign right here for me?
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856. Right there.
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857. I do all this for you, baby.
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858. I love you, Big Poppa!
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859. I love y'all too.
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860. We'd been seeing each other
for three weeks.
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861. But I ain't wanna wait another minute.
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862. In prosperity and adversity.
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863. Prosperity and adversity.
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864. And forsaking all others
to always be faithful.
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865. You known me a month.
Don't say it if you're not ready.
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866. And forsaking all others
to always be true.
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867. With the power vested in me,
I now pronounce you husband and wife.
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868. You may kiss the bride.
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869. You got it goin' on
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870. Let's get it!
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871. Come on!
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872. What, what?
You got it goin' on
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873. What, what?
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874. - I used to be scared of the dick
- She for real?
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875. Now I throw lips to the shit
Handle it like a real bitch
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876. Heather Hunter, Janet Jacme
Take it in the butt
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877. - Yeah, yeah, what? I got-
- No! That's not the way I said do it.
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878. Maybe I don't feel like
doing it your way.
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879. Look, bitch, stop being
so fucking difficult.
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880. Who you calling a bitch?
You wasn't talking that shit...
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881. when you was eating my pussy
the other night.
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882. Turn that shit off.
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883. - Are you out of your fucking mind?
- Are you?
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884. - Since when do you treat me like a ho?
- She's my wife.
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885. And what the fuck am I?
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886. Someone whose ass I took out
of the fucking department stores.
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887. Ain't that what you wanted?
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888. - You said, "I got you. "
- Shit!
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889. "No one's gonna hurt you. "
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890. This recording studio ain't big enough
for all that personal shit.
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891. What do you see in her
that you don't see in me?
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892. I wanna know.
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893. You're my fucking artist, all right?
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894. You're my fucking artist.
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895. That's all I am to you, Big?
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896. Do the fucking song.
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897. Throw your motherfucking
hands in the air!
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898. Check it out!
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899. - Somebody say, "B. I.G."
- B. I.G.
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900. - Say, "B. I.G."
- B. I.G.
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901. Everybody put your middle fingers
in the air like this. Turn it like this.
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902. Check it, and let me hear you say,
"Fuck that side. "
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903. Fuck that side!
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904. - Say, "Fuck that side. "
- Fuck that side!
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905. Say, "Fuck that side. "
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906. Fuck that side!
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907. Who the fuck is this?
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908. Paging me at 5:46 in the morning
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909. Crack of dawn and now I'm yawnin'
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910. Wipe the cold out my eyes
See who's this paging me and why
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911. It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop
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912. Told me he was in the gamblin' spot
I heard the intricate plot
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913. How niggas wanna stick me
Like flypaper, neighbor
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914. Slow down, love
Please chill, drop the caper
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915. Remember them niggas
From the hill up in Brownsville
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916. That you rolled dice with
Smoked blunts and got nice with
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917. Yeah, my nigga Fame up in Prospect
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918. No, that's my nigga
No, love wouldn't disrespect
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919. I didn't say them
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920. They schooled me to some niggas
You knew from back when
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921. When you was clockin' minor figures
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922. Now they heard
You blowin' up like nitro
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923. And they wanna stick the knife
Through your windpipe slow
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924. So thank Fame for warnin' me
'Cause now I'm warnin' you
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925. I got the Mac, nigga
Tell me what you gonna do
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926. Damn!
Niggas wanna stick me for my paper
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927. Do my ladies run this motherfucker?
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928. Hell, yeah!
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929. Hello.
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930. - Is Chris home?
- No.
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931. Know when he'll be back?
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932. I don't. Is there a message?
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933. Tell him he needs to visit his daughter
every once in a while.
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934. This next one right here.
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935. - On this side.
- Yeah.
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936. And on that side.
Yo, and in the middle.
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937. I want everybody in the building
to throw your hands in the air.
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938. It's all good, baby, baby.
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939. It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up! magazine
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940. Salt-N-Pepa and Heavy D
Up in the limousine
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941. Hanging pictures on my wall
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942. Every Saturday, Rap Attack
Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
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943. I let my tape rock till my tape popped
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944. Smoking weed and bamboo
Sipping on Private Stock
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945. Way back, when I had
The red-and-black lumberjack
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946. With the hat to match
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947. Remember Rappin' Duke
Duh-ha, duh-ha
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948. You never thought that hip-hop
Would take it this far
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949. Now I'm in the limelight
'Cause I rhyme tight
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950. Time to get paid
Blow up like the World Trade
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951. Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
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952. Remember when I used to eat
Sardines for dinner
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953. Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
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954. Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
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955. I'm blowin' up
Like you thought I would
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956. Call the crib, same number, same hood
It's all good
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957. And if you don't know
Now you know, nigga
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958. - Ladies!
- You know very well
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959. - I can't hear you!
- Who you are
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960. - A little louder!
- Don't let 'em hold you down
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961. And if you don't know
Now you know
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962. I made the change
From a common thief
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963. To up close and personal
With Robin Leach
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964. And I'm far from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
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965. Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
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966. The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy
Girls used to dis me
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967. Now they write letters
'Cause they miss me
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968. I never thought it could happen
This rappin' stuff
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969. I was too used to
Packin' gats and stuff
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970. Now honeys play me close
Like butter play toast
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971. From the Mississippi
Down to the East Coast
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972. Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
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973. Sold-out seats
To hear Biggie Smalls speak
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974. I'm living life without fear
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975. Puttin' five karats in my baby girl ear
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976. Lunches, brunches
Interviews by the pool
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977. Considered a fool
'Cause I dropped out of high school
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978. Stereotypes of a black male
Misunderstood
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979. And it's still all good
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980. Yeah.
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981. And if you don't know
Now you know, nigga
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982. - Ladies!
- You know very well
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983. - I can't hear you!
- Who you are
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984. - A little louder!
- Don't let 'em hold you down
Copy !req
985. And if you don't know
Now you know
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986. So how's Philly?
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987. I had females crying for me
like I was Michael Jackson and shit.
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988. Well, tell them hos to beat it.
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989. You had a visitor, by the way.
Your ex came over.
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990. - Jan?
- Yeah.
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991. - What does she want?
- You to spend time with your daughter.
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992. I do spend time with my daughter,
whenever I can.
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993. And I'm breaking Jan off
every week with cash.
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994. Giving money ain't the same thing.
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995. - Whose side are you on?
- You have to ask?
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996. My bad.
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997. So check it. Mark met some chick.
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998. I'm gonna let them use my suite,
so don't bother calling.
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999. You're letting Mark use your room?
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1000. Yeah, it ain't no thing.
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1001. It sounds stupid, that's all.
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1002. That's because it is stupid.
But it's for my man, you know?
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1003. All right. I love you.
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1004. I love you too, Fay.
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1005. - Hello?
- Could you watch Chyna for me?
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1006. Yes?
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1007. - Housekeeping.
- No, thank you.
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1008. Sorry, ma'am.
I can't hear you through the door.
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1009. I said, no, thank you.
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1010. - Shit!
- What the fuck?
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1011. - Fay, wait. Fay.
- What the fuck?
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1012. - Wait, FEW. Wait, baby.
- Fucking bitch!
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1013. Wait, FEW. Wait, Fay-Fay. Shit. Fay.
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1014. I wasn't even fucking her.
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1015. Well, you should've been.
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1016. And I remember
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1017. The way
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1018. Baby, I remember the way
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1019. You used to love me
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1020. I gave you all my precious love
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1021. And anything you wanted
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1022. From me
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1023. You didn't hear me calling out
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1024. Calling for your warm affection
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1025. After all this time
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1026. You can't deny
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1027. What I'm feeling
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1028. And I stood right by
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1029. Went through all the hurt and pain
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1030. Then you turned and walked away
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1031. I remember
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1032. You used to love me, baby, yeah
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1033. Oh, remember
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1034. I don't know what else to do
but be real with you.
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1035. I fucked up.
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1036. I miss being home
with you and Chyna.
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1037. I got caught up in some bullshit.
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1038. I'll never fuck up again, Fay-Fay.
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1039. Fay.
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1040. I don't know what else to say.
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1041. I just want to come home.
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1042. - Ladies and gentlemen...
- Stupid.
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1043. Nobody smile like you, Fay-Fay.
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1044. Forgive me, Fay-Fay?
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1045. - Oh, shit!
- What?
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1046. See what you did?
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1047. I love you, Fay-Fay.
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1048. I love you too.
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1049. Things got cool with me and Faith.
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1050. So I took Junior M.A.F. I.A.
on the road.
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1051. But the smoother shit got
with me and Fay...
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1052. the bumpier they got
with me and Kim.
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1053. Notorious B. I.G. presents
Junior M.A.F. I.A...
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1054. featuring Lil' Kim.
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1055. Niggas better grab a seat
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1056. Grab on your dick
As this bitch get deep
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1057. Deeper than the pussy
Of a bitch 6 feet
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1058. Stiff dicks feel sweet
In this little petite
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1059. Young bitch from the street
Guaranteed to stay down
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1060. Used to bring work
Out of town on Greyhound
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1061. Now I'm Billboard bound
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1062. Niggas press to hit it
Play me like a chicken
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1063. Thinking I'm pressed to get it
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1064. Rather do the killing
In the stick-up jooks
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1065. Rather count a million
While you eat my pussy
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1066. Push me to the limit
Get my feelings in it
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1067. Get me open
While I'm coming down your throat
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1068. And you wanna be
My main squeeze, nigga
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1069. Don't you?
You wanna lick between my knees, nigga
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1070. Don't you wanna see me
Whippin' your 3 down the ave?
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1071. Blow up spots on bitches
Because I'm mad
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1072. Break up affairs, lick shots in the air
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1073. You get vexed
And start swinging everywhere
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1074. Me, shifty?
Now you wanna pistol-whip me
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1075. Pull out your nine
While I cock on mine
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1076. Now what, nigga?
I ain't got time for this
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1077. So what, nigga?
I'm not trying to hear that shit
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1078. Now, you want to buy me
Diamonds and Armani suits
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1079. Adrienne Vittadini
And Chanel lime boots
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1080. Things to make up
For all the games and the lies
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1081. Hallmark card saying, "I apologize"
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1082. Is you with me?
How could you ever deceive me?
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1083. The payback's a bitch
Motherfucker, believe me
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1084. No, I ain't gay
This ain't no lesbo flow
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1085. Just a little something
To let you motherfuckers know
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1086. Get money, fuck bitches
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1087. - Get money
- Get money, fuck bitches
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1088. That's that Biggie joint.
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1089. "One More Chance" officially got the
number one slot on the chart this week.
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1090. Biggie!
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1091. I love you.
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1092. - There he is.
- What's up, brother?
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1093. What's up? Looking good.
How you doing?
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1094. - How's everything?
- Everything good.
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1095. - Good to see you. Here, you break.
- You want some of this?
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1096. Yo, Pac, can I get your autograph?
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1097. - Here you go.
- Thank you.
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1098. This shit ever trip you out?
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1099. - What?
- People wanting your autograph.
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1100. They act like it's 14 karats.
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1101. I had a kid come to me the other day,
tell me I was his hero.
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1102. But I'm like, no.
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1103. Malcolm X should be your hero.
Dr. King.
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1104. That was Pac.
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1105. A revolutionary one minute,
a thug-life motherfucker the next.
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1106. Ask 10 people who Pac is
and you get 10 different answers.
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1107. He was all that and more.
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1108. But sometimes, he was just someone
who liked to fuck with you.
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1109. Give me your money.
Take your little lunch money.
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1110. But like Pac told me, the best time
would be when I was coming up.
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1111. Because once you on top,
you can only go down.
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1112. What's up, Dre?
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1113. Pac was right. That night
at Quad Studios changed everything.
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1114. Hey, yo! What's up, Pac?
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1115. - Hey! What up, Cease?
- You coming up?
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1116. - Yeah, I got a gig on the 12th floor.
- All right, I'm gonna go tell Big.
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1117. Yeah.
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1118. Hey, yo, Big.
I just saw your boy Pac downstairs.
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1119. - Yeah? Go get him.
- Yeah. All right.
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1120. Big and them on the 1 Oth floor,
in a session.
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1121. - Yeah? How the session going?
- You know he doing his thing.
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1122. Yo, just make sure they working, man.
Gotta make sure this paper's flowing.
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1123. Yo, I hope Pac got
some of that good weed, man.
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1124. They say, "Puff, puff, pass. " But if
it's that good, I ain't passing nothing.
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1125. Get those motherfuckers
back in the elevator.
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1126. Get the fuck back in the elevator, man!
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1127. Yo, Big, man. Pac is downstairs
getting rolled on, man.
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1128. They had the gun in my face.
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1129. - Don't move. Stay here.
- They're still down there. Let me come.
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1130. Fuck! Press 12. Press 12.
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1131. Fuck!
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1132. I'm going to check up on them
on the 1 Oth floor.
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1133. Motherfuckers jacked me in the lobby.
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1134. Pac!
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1135. - Stop right there!
- Hold on.
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1136. Shut the fuck up
and keep your hands in the air!
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1137. Yo, somebody call the ambulance.
Yo, Pac, what happened, Pac?
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1138. Tupac didn't know
who the fuck to trust.
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1139. Get away from me.
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1140. Which one of y'all set me up?
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1141. I'm right here, motherfucker!
What? Fuck!
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1142. - As far as he was concerned...
- Oh, shit.
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1143. everyone there was responsible.
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1144. Oh, shit. Fuck y'all, man.
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1145. Including me.
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1146. In the aftermath of the Tupac Shakur
shooting at Quad Studios...
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1147. the rapper-actor named
record producer Sean "Puffy" Combs...
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1148. What? No! This is full of shit.
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1149. Yo, Big, come on, man. You don't need
to be watching this right now.
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1150. I warned him about those guys.
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1151. - naming music producer Sean "Puffy"
- Combs and rapper Christopher...
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1152. Now he's blaming me?
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1153. How could he say
I'd do some shit like that?
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1154. They full of it, man.
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1155. They wouldn't even let me see him
in the hospital.
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1156. Fuck it! I'm gonna call him.
He know who shot him.
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1157. Yo, Big, hold up.
Yo, Big, hold up. Big!
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1158. Yo, Big. Big, hold up.
Hey, Big, hold up, man.
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1159. They just found your man guilty
on that sex abuse.
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1160. He ain't thinking clearly right now.
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1161. You know what I'm saying?
Just give him some time.
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1162. Just give him some time.
Let this cool down.
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1163. Shit doesn't make any sense.
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1164. at the superior court where he faced
a jury in the sex-abuse trial last year.
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1165. He was acquitted of six counts
in the indictment...
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1166. and found guilty of three others.
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1167. He now faces sentencing
and probable jail time.
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1168. Let me tell y'all who the winner is.
And the winner is...
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1169. Above the backboards and the rims.
You know what I'm saying?
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1170. Pac went to jail
on the sex-abuse charge.
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1171. We thought all the bullshit
would die down.
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1172. But Suge Knight,
the owner of Death Row Records...
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1173. had something else in mind.
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1174. I'd like to tell Tupac to keep
his guards up. We riding with him.
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1175. And one other thing I'd like to say.
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1176. Any artists out there that want
to be artists, and want to stay a star...
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1177. and don't have to worry about
the executive producer...
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1178. all up in the videos...
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1179. all on the records, dancing...
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1180. come to Death Row.
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1181. Hell, yeah! Westside, boy!
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1182. Yo, come on, man.
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1183. Big, what is
the East Coast-West Coast rivalry...?
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1184. Are you afraid for your life?
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1185. Any further comments on Death Row?
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1186. Biggie, what did Puff Daddy...?
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1187. Did you shoot Tupac?
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1188. What are you gonna do
now that Pac's getting out?
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1189. - Go! Get us out of here.
- Any comments on Death Row?
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1190. Pac and his people are saying
"Who Shot Ya"...
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1191. the joint Biggie came out with,
is trying to dis Pac about the shooting.
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1192. Biggie's camp says he wrote it
before the shooting.
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1193. - He stopped playing that song.
- He stopped playing the song.
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1194. Pac's coming out with a song,
getting at Biggie.
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1195. The whole thing is out of control.
Fans are choosing sides.
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1196. Labels are choosing sides.
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1197. What's up?
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1198. What? You're just gonna sit there
looking stupid?
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1199. Your boy's been wilding out, man.
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1200. - Who?
- Pac.
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1201. He's been on a mission
ever since Suge bailed him out of jail.
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1202. That's some dumb shit.
I ain't sweating it.
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1203. Where you get this from?
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1204. Got it from the store, man.
It's all over the place.
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1205. Been singing since I was in the choir
as a little girl.
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1206. Go see what that is.
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1207. - I don't know what's going on.
- Where the fuck is Faith?
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1208. I'm doing an interview.
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1209. I gotta find out about it like this?
You fucked that motherfucker?
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1210. Come the fuck here.
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1211. Get the fuck over here.
Let me talk to you.
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1212. You fucked that motherfucker, huh?
You wanna fuck niggas?
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1213. - You wanna fuck with niggas?
- Get out of here!
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1214. Come on, Big, go downstairs, man.
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1215. You know somebody
called security by now!
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1216. Big, get the hell out!
Get the hell out, man!
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1217. What were you thinking?
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1218. I wasn't fucking thinking.
I just fucking snapped, all right?
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1219. I wanted to get the truth.
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1220. Truth is Pac trying to bring you down
to the gutter with him.
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1221. You playing right into his hands, Big.
I mean, well, you can squabble.
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1222. But, yo, I just got finished
signing with Clive for $42 million.
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1223. And you getting $5 million, Big.
Don't mess that up.
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1224. Fay-Fay?
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1225. FEW, open the door.
I wanna talk to you.
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1226. Come on, open the door. Please.
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1227. Fay.
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1228. Can you open the door?
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1229. Fay.
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1230. What's going on?
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1231. Fuck you!
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1232. I don't know who the fuck
you are anymore.
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1233. Can you listen for a minute?
Fay, just listen to me for a minute.
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1234. It's over.
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1235. I'm sorry about bugging the fuck out.
I'm sorry about a lot of things.
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1236. Why couldn't you just be a man
and ask me?
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1237. Okay, I'm asking.
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1238. What happened with you and Pac?
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1239. I saw him at the House of Blues.
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1240. We took that picture,
and that's all it was supposed to be.
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1241. And that's all there was.
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1242. End of story.
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1243. Okay.
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1244. Now you have an idea
what it feels like to be cheated on.
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1245. I'm not bragging, Fay...
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1246. but I could have 10 bitches a day
if I wanted.
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1247. So go have 10, 20.
I don't give a fuck.
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1248. I ain't mean that.
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1249. No.
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1250. Chris...
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1251. I'm not laughing.
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1252. - Not anymore.
- Come on, Fay.
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1253. Damn.
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1254. - What?
- This Notorious?
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1255. - Yeah.
- You gonna be wearing a toe tag, nigga.
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1256. - Who this?
- West Coast, motherfucker.
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1257. What size are these?
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1258. - Those are 14s like you asked.
- These ain't no fucking 14s.
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1259. Fucking 12s.
These ain't no fucking 14s.
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1260. - Everybody out.
- Cease, go get the car!
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1261. Everybody out!
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1262. - All these fucking problems.
- Out, people.
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1263. Y'all playing around.
You ain't doing your job!
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1264. - Y'all sent the wrong size!
- You ain't doing your job!
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1265. Y'all sent the wrong size shoes!
Now he ain't going on!
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1266. I ain't got time for no temper tantrum!
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1267. Look, you need to chill, Puff.
He's got a lot on his mind right now.
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1268. What? He stressed out about
them Death Row niggas?
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1269. Big ain't worried about it.
It ain't that, man.
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1270. Fay's pregnant.
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1271. How'd that knucklehead
get her pregnant?
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1272. All this soap-opera drama. Yo, Big!
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1273. - I'm not going on.
- Come on, man. Don't do this to me.
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1274. - Don't do this to yourself.
- I've done just about...
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1275. every fucking thing
you have ever asked of me.
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1276. All I want in return
is some motherfucking shoes that fit.
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1277. Yo, man.
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1278. - There you go dancing again.
- Yeah.
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1279. - Maybe I take my shoes too seriously.
- Size 14. I would take them seriously.
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1280. I know lately that it ain't been easy.
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1281. Pac is talking about us.
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1282. The media is doing what they can to keep
this East Coast-West Coast thing going.
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1283. I wanna be the last cat still standing.
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1284. I'm hoping that you want
the same thing.
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1285. Yo, look,
I just got these from Big Sexy.
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1286. They ain't fly or nothing,
but they gonna have to work, baby.
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1287. I used to sling rock for nice kicks.
Now look at me.
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1288. This your idea of us
changing the world?
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1289. We can't change the world
unless we change ourselves.
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1290. Yo, Big.
What now, huh, motherfucker?
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1291. Westside, motherfucker.
Now you on the best side.
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1292. What you gonna do now, bitch?
Huh, motherfucker?
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1293. - Let me talk to you, man.
- Your bitch ass set me up, doughboy.
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1294. What you gotta say now, motherfucker?
That's why I fucked your wife!
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1295. Oh, he got the strap?
He got the strap.
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1296. - You set me up, motherfucker!
- He got the strap.
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1297. - Let's go.
- What the fuck? Come on, man!
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1298. - Westside, bitch!
- Catch you on the rebound, big boy.
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1299. Me and Pac should have said,
"Fuck that bullshit.
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1300. Let's go somewhere
and talk this shit out. "
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1301. But the fact is,
we were both way beyond that now.
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1302. The media went crazy.
It had nothing to do with hip-hop...
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1303. but everything to do with
selling papers and magazines.
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1304. - If it ain't New York, it ain't shit.
- Compton in the house!
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1305. - We got Biggie. We got everybody.
- We got Pac. We got Dre.
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1306. - Play our shit on the East Coast.
- None of that get played in the Bronx.
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1307. We created all this rap shit, anyway.
East Coast.
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1308. Westside!
They think they started the game...
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1309. but we elevated that motherfucker.
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1310. Tupac talks about the hood.
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1311. He talks about what's
actually going on, on the streets.
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1312. I know Big set him up. That's why my
man Pac came back with "Hit 'Em Up. "
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1313. That's bullshit. Set him up?
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1314. Biggie wrote "Who Shot Ya"
because he had to do with Pac.
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1315. Big wrote "Who Shot Ya"
months before that shit.
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1316. How is Pac gonna really think
that Biggie would set him up like that?
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1317. Fuck West Coast.
Man, they can eat a dick.
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1318. I don't give a fuck if
you think it's gangsta.
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1319. - Fuck Compton.
- Fuck the East Coast.
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1320. - Fuck the West Coast.
- That's what I think about...
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1321. the East motherfucking Coast.
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1322. Give me the loot, give me the loot
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1323. - Give me the loot, give me the loot
- I'm a bad, bad man
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1324. My man Inf left a Tec
And a nine at my crib
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1325. Turned himself in, he had to do a bid
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1326. A one-to-three
He be home the end of '93
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1327. I'm trying to get this paper, G
You with me?
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1328. Motherfucking right
My pocket's looking kind of tight
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1329. And I'm stressed
Yo, Biggie let me get the vest
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1330. No need for that
Just grab the fucking gat
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1331. The first pocket that's fat
The Tec is to his back
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1332. Yo, no fronting
Don't fake no moves
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1333. Treat it like boxing
Stick and move, stick and move
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1334. Nigga, you ain't got to explain shit
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1335. I've been robbing motherfuckers
Since the slave ships
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1336. With the same clip
And the same four-five
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1337. Yo, enough. Cut that.
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1338. Shut that shit down!
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1339. - Yo, put that joint on.
- Big, what you doing?
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1340. Sometimes you rise above it,
sometimes you step on in.
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1341. - Don't sing that song.
- I got to.
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1342. Check it out. This industry will turn your
best friends into your worst enemies.
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1343. Pac warned me,
but I didn't believe him.
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1344. This song was made months ago.
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1345. He probably won't believe me.
Maybe nobody will.
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1346. But frankly, I don't give a fuck.
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1347. Drop that joint, DJ Enuff.
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1348. Who shot ya?
Separate the weak from the obsolete
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1349. Hard to creep these Brooklyn streets
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1350. It's on, nigga
Fuck all that bickering beef
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1351. I can hear sweat
Trickling down your cheek
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1352. Your heartbeat sounds like
Sasquatch feet
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1353. Thundering, shaking the concrete
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1354. Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot
Copy !req
1355. Neighbors called the cops
When they heard mad shots
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1356. Rolling in the drop
Three in the corner
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1357. Slaughter, electrical tape
Around your daughter
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1358. Old school, new school
Need to learn, though
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1359. I burn, baby, burn like "Disco Inferno"
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1360. Burn slow like blunts with yayo
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1361. Peel more skins than Idaho potato
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1362. Niggas know the lyrical molesting
Is taking place
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1363. Fucking with B.I.G., it ain't safe
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1364. I make your skin chafe
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1365. Rough to the masses
Bumps and bruises
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1366. Cuffs and Land Cruisers
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1367. Big Poppa smash fools, hash fools
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1368. Niggas mad because they know
That cash rules
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1369. Everything around me
Two Glock nines
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1370. Any motherfucker
Whispering about mines
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1371. And I'm Crooklyn's finest
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1372. You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this
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1373. As we proceed
To give you what you need
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1374. East Coast
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1375. Bad Boy
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1376. I seen the light excite all the freaks
Stack mad bread
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1377. Mad love with my peeps
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1378. Niggas wanna creep
Gotta watch my back
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1379. Think the Cognac and indo sacks
Make me slack?
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1380. I switches all that
Cocksucker, G's up
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1381. One false move
Get Swiss-cheesed up
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1382. Clip to Tec, respect I demand it
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1383. Slip and break the 11 th Commandment
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1384. Thou shalt not fuck with
Nor see Poppa
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1385. Feel a thousand deaths
Then I drop you
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1386. I feel for you
Like Chaka Khan, I'm the don
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1387. Pussy when I want
Rolex on the arm
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1388. You'll die slow but calm
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1389. Recognize my face
So there won't be no mistakes
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1390. headline news
at the top of the hour.
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1391. Right now we've got some breaking
news for you out of Las Vegas.
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1392. An apparent drive-by shooting
targeting rapper-actor Tupac Shakur.
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1393. Yo, Big, come in here, man!
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1394. What the hell you hollering about?
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1395. Shakur was accompanied
by his producer, Suge Knight.
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1396. Police are not yet
indicating any suspects.
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1397. However, eyewitnesses reported
hearing multiple gunshots.
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1398. Shakur was airlifted to the Las Vegas
University Medical Center...
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1399. with four gunshot wounds
and is reported to be in critical condition.
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1400. What the fuck?
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1401. I pray all this East Coast-West Coast
mess is over now.
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1402. I saw his mother on TV.
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1403. She's a strong woman.
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1404. But no parent should
have to bury their child.
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1405. I just always figured we had time
to straighten things out.
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1406. You don't think this had
to do with your argument?
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1407. No.
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1408. I don't.
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1409. Well, nobody is invincible, son.
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1410. That's why we have to make
everything we do now count.
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1411. I'm chilling with my man Pac...
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1412. - ... who schooled me to the game.
- They know who it is.
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1413. Now we about to wreak havoc
on you motherfuckers, man.
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1414. You know what I'm saying?
Chandon sippers.
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1415. I don't know when
they'll fix your truck.
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1416. I'll get us home before
we're seen in this piece of shit.
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1417. I don't care, Cease, just drive.
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1418. - Watch out!
- Shit!
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1419. In that one moment,
I had that thought again:
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1420. Dying would be better
than dealing with this shit.
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1421. I was leaving, and I was sitting
in a hotel, and a voice said:
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1422. "Do you see any niggas?"
And I said, "No. "
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1423. And it said, "You know why?
Because there aren't any. "
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1424. Yeah, I been here three weeks,
I haven't even said it.
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1425. I ain't gonna never call
another black man "nigga"...
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1426. Look at you. Your mama should
have never let you out the house.
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1427. Oh, shit.
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1428. - I can't believe it.
- Oh, bro, what's going on?
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1429. - Damn. When did you get out?
- Yesterday.
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1430. - You picked up some weight.
- Man, look who's talking.
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1431. Damn.
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1432. Biggie motherfucking Smalls.
I'm proud of you, dog.
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1433. When the brothers in the pen found out
you was my boy, I got mad love.
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1434. - Yeah? How much love did you get?
- Man, fuck you, bitch.
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1435. There's not a day that don't go by
when I don't think about what you did.
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1436. I set some paper aside for you.
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1437. I didn't do it for no payoff.
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1438. If shit was reversed, I don't know how
I could do that bid for you like that.
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1439. Well, if shit was reversed...
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1440. I don't know if I'd have
been strong enough to make it.
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1441. Making it?
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1442. It ain't all it's cracked up to be.
More money, more problems.
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1443. - Beats the corner.
- Guess so.
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1444. Hey, yo.
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1445. Little D-Roc was born
when I was locked up.
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1446. Look at him, man.
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1447. I'm just getting to know him and shit.
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1448. So how's Tee-Tee doing?
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1449. Okay. I guess.
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1450. I'm gonna check you out
a little later on, all right?
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1451. You know...
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1452. neither one of us had our fathers
around to teach us how to be men.
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1453. We were just learning
as we was going along.
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1454. But maybe making it ain't just
about the shit you do on-stage.
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1455. You a philosopher now?
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1456. Man, I think everyone in the pen
is a philosopher.
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1457. But when you're on your back,
laying on that cot...
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1458. you spend a lot of time
staring at the ceiling...
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1459. looking for God...
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1460. thinking about what's important.
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1461. Keep making it, Chris.
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1462. Let me know whether
it's the streets or the studio.
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1463. You got me?
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1464. You think that makes you a man?
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1465. You be a great father.
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1466. What if I don't make it?
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1467. I love you too.
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1468. We're gonna be all right,
just you and me.
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1469. He's too fat, black and ugly.
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1470. I don't know who the fuck
you are anymore.
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1471. Are you a bad guy trying to be good,
or a good guy trying to be bad?
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1472. And I want you to know
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1473. That these are the breaks
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1474. Break it up! Break it up! Break it up!
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1475. Now go play.
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1476. That's my girl.
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1477. - Hello?
- Hey. What you doing?
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1478. - I'm just kicking it with my daughter.
- How's the leg?
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1479. It's all right.
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1480. I got one more stop
and then I'm on my way.
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1481. - You need anything?
- That's not a good idea.
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1482. - What isn't?
- I'm just kicking it with my daughter.
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1483. - You told me to come over.
- I'll call you later.
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1484. I'm done with this.
I'm sick of you treating me like shit.
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1485. You know what, nigga?
Don't even bother calling, all right?
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1486. - Fuck you.
- Fuck you too, bitch.
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1487. Come here, Tee-Tee.
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1488. I'm gonna teach you something
I never want you to forget.
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1489. - Another rap?
- No.
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1490. More important than any rap song.
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1491. Look at me.
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1492. See, you're my princess.
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1493. So no matter what...
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1494. for any reason,
never let a man call you a bitch.
Copy !req
1495. - You got it?
- Yes, Daddy.
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1496. You sure you got it?
You better have it, you hear me?
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1497. Hey, yo, isn't that Sandy?
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1498. Yo, she used to be a crackhead.
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1499. People dying for that next
Biggie Smalls joint.
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1500. Tell me you're here because
you're ready to get in the studio.
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1501. I think I am, Puff.
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1502. But there's a couple of things
I wanna talk to you about.
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1503. What's on your mind, Big?
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1504. I can't talk about
the same shit anymore.
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1505. A motherfucker's a work in progress,
you know what I'm saying?
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1506. But I ain't hustling
on the streets no more.
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1507. I got two kids.
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1508. Half the time I don't even feel
like the same cat.
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1509. I wanna do something different.
So if it's cool...
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1510. I'll try some new shit,
I'm ready to come back.
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1511. Yeah.
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1512. What? The Notorious, baby. What?
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1513. - You ready?
- Yeah, yeah.
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1514. Ready to run the world?
Ready to take it?
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1515. - Ain't tripping.
- I don't see nobody.
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1516. I'm walking around,
I don't see nobody.
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1517. - You know how we do it.
- All right.
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1518. That's what I'm talking about.
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1519. - Welcome back, Biggie.
- Let's get it.
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1520. With my counterparts
On how to burn the block apart
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1521. Break it down into sections
Drugs by the selection
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1522. Some use pipes
Others use injections
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1523. Syringe sold separately
Frank the deputy
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1524. Quick to grab my Smith & Wesson
Like my dick was missin'
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1525. To protect my position
My corner, my layer
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1526. While we out here
Say the hustler's prayer
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1527. If the game shakes me or breaks me
I hope it makes me a better man
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1528. Take a better stand
Put money in my mom's hand
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1529. Get my daughter this college plan
So she don't need no man
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1530. Stay far from timid
Only make moves when your heart's in it
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1531. And live the phrase "sky's the limit"
Motherfucker
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1532. See you chumps on top
Beyotch!
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1533. The sky is the limit
And you know that you keep on
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1534. Just keep on pressin' on
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1535. The sky is the limit
And you know that you can
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1536. Have what you want
Be what you want
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1537. What's up?
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1538. I did it.
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1539. I'm the greatest.
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1540. Yeah.
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1541. - Yo.
- Yo, Big, wake up, baby.
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1542. - Because we got the 7:30 flight, 504.
- 504.
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1543. - Going to LAX.
- Cali?
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1544. - No doubt, baby. California.
- Yeah.
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1545. I don't like you going out there.
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1546. I think me being in L.A.
is gonna finally put an end to all of this.
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1547. Besides, I'm just promoting the album.
I'll be home soon.
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1548. Hey, Ma. I'm proud of you.
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1549. Proud of me? For what?
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1550. Fighting cancer, then getting
your master's, sticking with it.
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1551. Even with everything
you've been through.
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1552. Thank you.
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1553. I want you to be careful,
Chrissy-Pooh.
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1554. I hate it when you call me that.
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1555. I forgot. You're all grown up now.
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1556. West Coast rappers are still scared
to come to the East Coast.
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1557. And East Coast rappers are scared
to come out west.
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1558. It was time to put an end
to all this shit.
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1559. So I went to Cali
to promote my album.
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1560. See how sexy I looked
at the Soul Train Awards?
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1561. Yeah. We saw you.
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1562. I gotta stay out here
and promote the album.
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1563. You think T'yanna could come out?
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1564. Maybe my moms could bring her?
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1565. Okay.
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1566. I wouldn't have a problem with that.
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1567. Thanks, man. These shits are hot.
I'm gonna holler at you later, all right?
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1568. Yeah, man.
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1569. - Man, that shit look real good, man.
- My mom's gonna love this.
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1570. 23rd Psalms. This joint is banging.
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1571. - We going to the party tonight or what?
- My ass too tired.
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1572. Folks wanna see you.
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1573. - Yeah.
- It's hot as shit here.
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1574. Tell that motherfucker
he's not gonna make it out of L.A.
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1575. Fuck you, motherfucker.
We ain't hiding.
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1576. - Another one?
- Yeah, man.
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1577. Fuck it. We in Cali, right?
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1578. Man, we going out tonight.
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1579. All right, man, fuck it.
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1580. Hip-hop royalty from both coasts
are out on the town here in L.A. tonight.
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1581. Vibe magazine is hosting a party in honor
of yesterday's Soul Train Awards...
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1582. and some big names are
expected to attend.
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1583. - Hello?
- You coming to the party?
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1584. We on our way over right now.
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1585. I thought you were going to London.
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1586. I was, but I gotta stay here
and promote the album.
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1587. When you get back to New York,
send CJ out here with my moms.
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1588. Jan's letting me scoop up T'yanna,
so I need my son to be here.
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1589. All right, we can work that out.
Let's talk later.
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1590. How y'all doing?
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1591. Wanna do us, screw us
Who, us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff
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1592. Close like Starsky and Hutch
Stick the clutch
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1593. Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M3?
Bang every MC easily, easily
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1594. Recently niggas fronting
Ain't saying nothing
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1595. So I just speak my piece
Keep my peace
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1596. Cubans with the Jesus piece
With my peeps
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1597. Yo, we in L.A.? We in L.A.?
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1598. - You feel the love we getting here?
- I just wanna give it all back.
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1599. Yeah, Puff. I told you
they gonna feel this record, baby.
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1600. Sound like you just did.
And we ain't even done yet.
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1601. Let's change the world, Big.
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1602. Can't change the world
unless we change ourselves.
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1603. I think all my life
I was trying to become a man.
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1604. But for some reason on this night...
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1605. I didn't have to try anymore.
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1606. My second album was about to drop...
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1607. and it felt like God
was giving me a clean slate...
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1608. all over again.
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1609. Unfortunately, we being shut down.
We done burned it up in here tonight.
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1610. The fire marshal is in the house
and we got to go.
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1611. Please, exit to the far left.
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1612. We should just chill.
Let them clear out first, all right?
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1613. You're the man.
Everybody love you right now, son.
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1614. Yo, look. We got shit to do
in the morning. Hotel, baby. All right?
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1615. - All right.
- All right.
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1616. What's up?
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1617. I just wanted to say sorry and shit.
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1618. When I get back,
why don't we just sit down...
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1619. and figure out what the fuck
we doing? No more drama.
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1620. We could do that.
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1621. - You all right?
- I'm good.
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1622. Guess what. I bought my own truck.
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1623. Oh, shit. For real?
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1624. - Black Lex.
- You owe me a ride.
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1625. All over Brooklyn.
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1626. - It's a date.
- I got you.
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1627. - Later, Mookie.
- Later.
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1628. - Let's hit it.
- Hey, let's roll, let's roll, y'all.
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1629. We out. Car's over there.
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1630. I'll see y'all at the hotel!
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1631. - We back, baby, we back!
- No doubt.
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1632. - We did it.
- Back on top, baby.
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1633. - Look at that. What's up, ma?
- What's up?
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1634. Oh, you looking fine!
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1635. - Going to the after-party?
- Wherever you headed. Feel me?
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1636. - Where y'all going?
- You don't know what you working with.
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1637. - Shit, where y'all going?
- I'm gonna have to get your number.
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1638. Shit!
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1639. Oh, shit. Go!
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1640. - You all right? What's up?
- Yo, Big! Yo, Big, get up!
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1641. Yo, what's up? What's up?
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1642. Yo, let's get to the hospital!
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1643. - Big! Big!
- Yo, just drive, man!
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1644. Just drive!
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1645. - Come on, get us to the hospital.
- Just drive, man! Drive!
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1646. Miss Wallace, if there's anything-
Anything that you need, I...
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1647. I wanna take my son home
just one last time.
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1648. You need some help, Miss Wallace?
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1649. Oh, no, sweetheart. You just had
a baby. You sit right here and relax.
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1650. - Can I hold my grandson now?
- One minute, Ma.
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1651. All right.
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1652. Thanks for bringing him.
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1653. You're welcome.
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1654. This little nigga
like a light-skinned you.
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1655. Can't this motherfucker be in the world
one week before being called a nigga?
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1656. As if "motherfucker"
is really that much better.
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1657. Watch your language
around my grandchildren.
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1658. - I'm sorry.
- It's time to eat.
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1659. I'll take the baby so you can eat.
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1660. Say grace.
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1661. Dear God.
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1662. Thank you.
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1663. - That's it?
- Yeah.
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1664. I thought it was perfect.
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1665. Biggie, I love you.
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1666. Biggie Smalls!
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1667. My son, Christopher Wallace,
told stories.
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1668. Some of them were funny.
Some of them were sad.
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1669. Some of them were violent.
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1670. But people listened.
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1671. I'm saddened that his life
was cut down at the age of 24.
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1672. But I find solace in knowing
that he became a man...
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1673. and he was ready to live.
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1674. As I looked out at all those faces...
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1675. something happened.
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1676. Someone in the crowd
turned on their radio...
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1677. and I could hear my son's voice.
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