[phone number being dialed]
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[phone rings three times]
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[Biggie] Yo!
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[P. Dad] Yo Big wake up wake up baby
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[Biggie] Mmm, yo...
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[P. Dad] Yo Big wake yo' ass up c'mon
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[Biggie] I'm up! I'm up. *mumbling* I'm up I'm up
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[P. Dad] Big, wake up!
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[Biggie] I'm up baby, what the fuck, man? What's up?
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[P. Dad] C'mon now it's a quarter to six we got the 7:30 flight
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[Biggie] Mmm, *mumbling* yeah
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[P. Dad] Yo Big Big, Big
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[Biggie] Yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7:30
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[P. Dad] Yo take down this information
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[Biggie] Ain't no pen
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[P. Dad] Tell your girl then to remember it or somethin
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[Biggie] Aight honey, yeah write this down
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[P. Dad] Aight, ummm, flight five-oh-four
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[Biggie] Five-oh-four
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[P. Dad] Leaving Kennedy
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[Biggie] mumbling Kennedy
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[P. Dad] On the L-A-X
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[Biggie] Oh! Cali??
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[P. Dad] No doubt baby, you know we gotta get this paper
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[Biggie] Ahh, no doubt, aight
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[P. Dad] You aight?
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[Biggie] I'm up, I'm up
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[P. Dad] Yo Big
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[Biggie] I'm UP man
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[P. Dad] Flight five-oh-four
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[Biggie] Alright 7:30 I'ma meet you at the airport
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[P. Dad] California
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[Biggie] Yeh
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[phone clicks]
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[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]
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When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya
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Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit ya
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Either I'm witcha or against ya
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Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya
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Talkin to the rap inventor
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Nigga wit the game tight, Bic that flame right
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Spell my name right, B-I, Double-G, I-E
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Iced out lights out, me and Ceasar Leo
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Gettin head from some chick he know
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See it's all about the cheddar, nobody do it better
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Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather
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Women, and the weed -- sticky green
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No seeds bitch please, Poppa ain't soft
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Dead up in the Hood, ain't no love lost
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Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up
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Mad cause I got my dick sucked
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and my balls licked, forfeit, the game is mine
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I'ma spell my name one more time, check it
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Its the, N-O, T-O, R-I, O
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U-S, you just, lay down, slow
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Recognize a real Don when you see Juan/one
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Sippin on booze in the House of Blues
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[Chorus: repeat 4X]
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I'm going going, back back, to Cali Cali
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[Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]
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If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the East
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I live out there, so don't go there
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But that don't mean a nigga can't rest in the West
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See some nice breasts in the West
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Smoke some nice sess in the West, y'all niggaz is a mess
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Thinkin I'm gon stop, givin L.A. props
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All I got is beef with those that violate me
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I shall annihilate thee
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Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes
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Linens and things, I begin things
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People start to flash, 818's, 213's
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313's, B.I.G.
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Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe's
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If I wanna squirt her, take her to Fatburger
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Spend about a week on Venice Beach
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Sippin Crist-o, with some freaks from Frisco
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.]
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Cali got gunplay, models on the runway
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Scream Biggie Biggie gimme One More Chance
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I be whippin on the freeway, the NYC way
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On the celly-celly with my homeboy Lance
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Pass hash from left to right
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Only got five blunts left to light, I'm set tonight
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Paid a visit to Versace stores
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Bet she suck until I ain't got no more, only in L.A.
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Bust on bitches be-lly, rub it in they tummy
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Lick it, say it's yummy, then fuck yo' man
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Fuck your plan, is it to rock the Tri-State?
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Almost gold, 5 G's at show gate
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Or do you wanna see about seven digits
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Fuck hoes exquisite, Cali, great place to visit
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[Chorus]
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[Chorus]
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[Chorus: Again to fade]
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Going Back To Cali
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| The Notorious B.I.G. |
