Murs: Um! Hold up. I'm trying think of - anything else you wanna say

Big Too Big: Well, let's hear it man. Time to put that shit on the road man

Murs: Put what on the road? You want to hear the album?

Big Too Big: N***a, everything, n***a

Murs: Well, I was trying to put this at the end of the album

Big Too Big: Oh, OK. Well n***a you did a good job, man

(Laughter)

Murs: N***a you ain't even heard the record!

Big Too Big: N***a, you know, n***a, that [?]. You always put in work. Anybody in the motherfuckin' hood will say n***a your ass done put it on the map, n***a. Ain't nobody else said Mid-city, n***a. Motherfucker you go to Roscoe into the dark ass parking lot in night. N***as was getting their chains back then, I ain't going to say no names, but (censored) because n***a we knew whoever came to the motherfuckin'. Hey cuz can you give that motherfucker his chain back, you know I'm saying. N***a you was already puttin' in work n***a. We had cassettes, shit, n***a, we were broke. Traveling all the way to Oakland for a show. Didn't have shit but cassette tapes, n***a, we came out back in fuckin' 97
Made just on tapes, n***a, it was three hundred dollars, n***a. That was a lot of money, n***a, in 97

Murs: Ay what color was the tape though?

Big Too Big: Oh, n***a, it was blue, n***a, shit

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