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But we old school, so we ain't gonna play SA. Speaking of old school, you see where Big Dog ended up? He was gonna join me in Minnesota, but I guess his knees couldn't handle the cold weather. It's cool though. We know why he really made that. That's fucked up, by the way. Decision. Philly got some of the best barbers in the world. Between him and the old boy from Boston, they gonna have a whole lot of enhancements going on in the locker room. DJ that's fucked up. DJ that's fucked. DJ, you had a hand in this shit? I see. Huh? You had a hand in this. Nah, man. You would've do this. I am gonna do this. You had nothing to do with it. That's my dog. So you didn't have nothing to do with it? Nah, you're my teammates. You feel me? Why would I tell you? You know what I'm saying? I ain't gonna tell nobody this my teammates. Uh-huh. That's fucked up. AE, I thought you was my boy. Come on, man. That's crazy. We ain't doing that. You feel me? That fucked up. Adidas wrote this for you, my boy. They wrote this for you. They trying to drive a wedge between us, bro. You don't see it? I ain't y'all from the same crib. We from the crib. From the, hey, that's supposed to be, you supposed to leave me out of that. Come on, bro. You know what I'm saying? Adidas were doing anything for my boy. They need to give my boy some condoms. Hey, the Adidas. They gotta get AE since we got jokes, so Adidas sponsored condominiums. That's what we gonna do. Let's fast forward. I was just playing y'all. No pun intended.