(Still getting niggas shot)
Eight years after his death, three posthumous albums and 480,323 shot rappers later, nobody has learned a damn thing.
Three negroes done got themselves stabbed and three others got themselves shot at an album release party for Biggie's horrible "Duets" album.
The violence erupted when angry rappers realized their verse didn't get on the album when so many other garbage verses did.
Puffy, let the dude go. I don't need a fifth remix of "Nasty Boy" with Nelly sing/rapping all over the damn place.
He's nasty, I get it.
Now pardon me, pass the safe, before I blaze the place.
And here's six shots just in case.
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