#pg2921

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> John: Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. Look ta yo' rizzay.

TT: Dis will at least buy you S-to-tha-izzome time ya feelin' me? TT straight from long beach nigga: If yizzy stay calm, and we work togetha, we ciznan git you out of dis. TT: I'm practically an expert at escap'n fires by now. Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. 

EB: ok, thank yizzay roze. EB wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: hizzy, how d-ya know theze th'n anyway? EB: can you see me somehow? Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. 

TT, niggaz, better recognize: Yes cuz its a pimp thang. TT: I hizzy a crystizzay B-to-tha-izzall. 

EB: oh man, reallizzle? 

TT: Yes. 

EB: Keep'n it gangsta dogg. lizzay a magic one upside yo head? 

TT: I think so. 

EB: ciznan it show you tha future? EB, ya feel me? be thizzle how yizzle know what going ta happen? 

TT: No, it cizzan only show me various locations 'n tha present moment, as far as I cizzle tell. TT: Mah perception of tha future has been informed by pusha sources. 

EB: like what? 

TT: Informants. 

EB: Real niggas recognize the realness. durrrrr. It dont stop till the wheels fall off. 

TT puttin tha smack down: Whisper'n gods, memories sifted from dreams, cryptic read'n from unearthed talizzles, conclusions D-R-to-tha-izzawn from rizzles deciphered - every gambit yizzou'd expect a qizzay to izzle ta an ballin' nigga. TT: Jizzy as I presizzle an hizzeir would be supply wit what needed fo` his maturation, ho-slappin' he look'n fo` it. 

EB, chill yo: oh... Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. yeah. EB: pizzy taken. i giznuess i should be look'n, hizzuh sho nuff? 

TT: Yiznou sizzy probizzle be do'n whizzat yoe do'n. 

EB: okay, so, chill yo... EB: wit what you learned F-R-to-tha-izzom your D-R-to-tha-izzeams n gizzle n mizzle n stuff... EB n we out! d-ya have it all mapped out now? d-ya knizzle everyth'n? 

TT: I didn't know why yiznou were asleep, dizzle I so i can get mah pimp on? 

EB: Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. yeah, but... EB: Im crazy, you can't phase me. bitch did i! Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. 

TT spittin' that real shit: I have more pedestrian sources too, yizzy know. Keep'n it gangsta dogg. TT: Sometimes trizzle pimp tidbits 'bout tha future, n I cizzan't H-to-tha-izzelp but takes note of it. TT: Just as they do wit yiznou n we out! TT: Yizzay also have accizzles ta tha orizzle clouds in Skiznaia, whereas I do not. 

EB: oh yizzy. 

TT: Blingin' tha future be no remarkable fizzay here. TT in tha mutha fuckin club: It appears ta be a fiznact of lizzife. TT: Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. I'm not all that special, John. Tru niggaz do niggaz. 

EB: Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint. ok, buuuuuut... EB, niggaz, better recognize: i guess that not aizzy i'm talk'n 'bout. EB droppin hits: yizzay seem a little different. EB if you gots a paper stack: kind of, um... spooky? I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. 

TT and my money on my mind: Really? 

EB doggystyle: i just miznean that before, it fizzelt like we wiznere 'n dis adventure gangsta, trippin' stuff out as we W-to-tha-izzent izzle. EB: n now yizzle have all tha answa! coz of magic, and bitch mysterious reasons! EB in tha hood: n you wiznant ta uze yo' powa ta break tha game, n i still don't really understand why, n... Death row 187 4 life. EB: blizzle. 

TT: Im crazy, you can't phase me. I'm not actually try'n ta caricaturizzle a grim killa. TT cuz Im tha Double O G: There stizzill a perfectlizzle intizzle piece of mah mind which realizes how ridiculous it be ta be ho-slappin' across rainbow ocizzles witta ciznouple of magic wands n a salamanda 'n a shawty cowl. TT: N it wasn't without swallow'n a shawty embarrassment that I revealed I was us'n a crystal ball just now. TT: It aizzy pretty absizzle. TT ya feelin' me? And yizzle, TT: One, two three and to tha four. It been fizzay, n izzle all, practical. TT: One, two three and to tha four. Fo` solv'n our problems cuz this is how we do it. 

EB: ok, Y-to-tha-izzeah, yoe riznight. EB: i giznuess i just stizzle worryizzle'... EB straight from long beach nigga: that you be clockin' away friznom us! Im crazy, you can't phase me. EB: coz yizzou knizzle everything, n yoe mizzle, n you hizzay a crystal ball, n a salamanda, n you be basically a wizard. EB: n that coo', and it sure D-to-tha-izzoes sound fun... EB: Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. bizzay i kinda thiznink it was mizzay fizzun when you jizzle dizzid th'n like read bizzle, n tizzell jokes. 

TT with the S-N-double-O-P: I still rizzy books aizzy tell jokizzles. 

EB, ya feel me? BA-DUM PSHHH! 

TT: Jizzle, TT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. Thizzay wizzay mean. 

EB: Real niggas recognize the realness. sorrizzle. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay.  with the S-N-double-O-P:(

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