Chicago 1990

Pablo is in jail, and Lori still has some distant relatives in Chicago. In the past few days, many people have gone to Barron’s law firm, just thinking about whether they can get some inheritance from the singer’s relatives. .

Two days after Hamlin’s speech, Barron came to pick up Song Ya, Al, Tony, Silencer, and others to Pastor William’s church. Lori’s relatives and some fans took turns to watch the spirits. He sold the house and other real estate for the sake of a lawsuit. The cash and deposits were confiscated by the law enforcement agency because of the suspected transfer of the account. When I went to San Diego, all his valuables were missing, and he should be followed by those who slipped through the net. gone."

Barron said as he drove: "He is still paying attention when he is outside, but only when he is awake. It's hard to say when he drinks too much or when he is old. Therefore, one day there will be a woman holding a child looking for it. After he was shot by the bragging father, he also thought about this issue and made a will. Since there is almost no other inheritance, the long-term income of the singers and songwriters of all his music works is the only valuable thing. According to his Pablo and I are responsible for the management of the will. Pablo can divide it into about 30% and other relatives about 10%. The remaining 50% depends on whether he has his own flesh and blood. If not, After ten years, it will probably be divided by this ratio."

"According to his way of spending money, this money will not do much at all, but it is a very good windfall income for ordinary people, and it has a long flow. It can be divided into several funds from issuing companies and BMI institutions every year. Royalties of varying amounts."

"Tony, silencer, sorry." Barron turned around and said to the two of them: "He left you some precious precious jewelry and musical instruments in his will, but unfortunately, those things are not found."

"It doesn't matter, just know that he still remembers us."

Tony and Silencer nodded tearfully. In any case, the relationship between Lori and them was sincere.

"That's just gains. Pablo can only wait to divide the money, and can't interfere with the management of the tracks." Linda interjected.

"Yes." Barron replied.

Song Ya listened to their chat and settled the accounts silently.

Singers and songwriters have little influence on the management rights of tracks, especially those of the little Lori style, who can only do what the production company and the distribution company negotiate. At present, half of the copyright and management rights of Lori’s first album belong to EMI, and all the copyrights and management rights of the second and second albums and unpublished singles belong to Atlantic Records, which is still in the album contract, because A+ records are purchased from The half of Lao Qiao’s music is the exclusive copyright, so if you want to release a selected commemorative album for Little Lowry, these three need to sit down and talk.

Little Lori’s first album has only the first out-of-the-ordinary second-hand store, and the overall quality of other songs is far inferior to those of his second album. After all, Atlantic Records is much stronger than Lao Qiao’s music, but if a commemorative album is released, it will not be able to bypass the second-hand store. The three parties can only choose cooperation, and it should not be difficult to negotiate specific interests.

"APLUS, child, it’s been a long time since I came." Pastor William and Aunt Susie are waiting in the church. The security work has been arranged. A large number of reporters are taking pictures from a distance across the road. Song Ya did not look at them, and his expression was sad. He walked in with Tony and the others. Little Lori's coffin stopped in the middle, and some men, women, old and young were sitting in it, most of whom should be Lori's distant relatives.

As Tony was queuing to pay homage to his remains, the cell phone Linda was holding rang.

"NAS, what?"

Song Ya took this opportunity to not look at Little Lori's face, and went to the corner of the church to answer the phone.

"You are looking for the bragging father, he is by my side." NAS said: "Now I give him the phone?"

"Okay." Song Ya agreed.

"YO." The old bragging voice came.

"Uh, you also know that Little Lori is dead now. I don't plan to continue the fight. Therefore, I invite you to come to Chicago for a meeting here in two days. Everyone shake hands and make peace." Song Ya said, "Me too. I will invite Sugnett. In terms of safety, I will guarantee with my reputation, and then... I wrote a song to Lori, you can choose a singer under the banner to participate, male rapper, count as my sincerity ,how about it?"

"I can not……"

The bragging father said: "It's not that I'm not afraid to go. I have a case on my body and I can't leave New York."

"You can send someone who can represent you." Song Ya said.

"I will think about it."

The bragging father thought for a while to respond, and then returned the phone to NAS.

Song Ya and NAS confessed a few words and went to sit next to Aunt Susie. After a while, Escobe also helped contact Sugnett, and Song Ya communicated again with the same words to the bragging father.

"APLUS, what is left of you Chicago people killing and killing?" Sugonite is much more annoying than bragging father, he asked in a smooth tone: "I guess you are begging for mercy, or you You killed Lori?"

"Whatever you think, Su Ge, Little Lori is dead, I'm tired, and I won't engage in gang rap on my next album. Just hold a meeting and talk face to face."

Song Ya lowered his posture, "Didn't you always want to participate in the Chicago meeting?"

"Or change to Los Angeles to drive." Sugnat repeated the old saying.

"I don't worry about this now, but I might not want to put it in Los Angeles to brag," Song Ya said.

"He will go too?" Sugnet asked.

"He can't leave New York with the case on his back. Don't you want to go to New York for a meeting?" Song Ya asked rhetorically.

"What am I afraid of..."

Sugnet said: "In April, I will go to New York for the second hip-hop music awards. I will humiliate that guy in the place where he is bragging about his father. You can wait and see."

This guy is a real bastard, Song Ya took a deep breath, "I won't participate in that award this year, and I don't want to mix things up between you. If you want to listen, I can show respect to you in the media, Su Ge , I really respect you, you can feel it before, right?"

"You help me deal with him." Sugonai was fantastic.

"I don't help anyone. Isn't the bloodshed for no reason enough? I advise you to be like MCHammer. Anyway, I don't like to use violence to solve problems. I really don't know about Sinaloa, I swear. loveandpeace, don't we all like to talk about love and peace?" Song Ya said.

"Hehehe, that's okay, I will take someone there."

Sugnet was satisfied. "It just so happens. I want to see the madman in Sinaloa. Where is he buried?"

"Haha." Song Ya still sneered, "Then you have to bring enough people and guns to Chicago."

"Just kidding, our blood gang respects him very much, even though he gave us a few shuttles." Sugonite rarely said something normal people would say before hanging up.

At the end of January, before heading to Los Angeles to attend the AMA awards ceremony, Song Ya finally contributed to the largest Chicago conference to date.

"Welcome brothers from the east and west coasts and south to the cold Chicago..."

As always, in the conference room of A+ Records, people from all walks of life gathered together. Only BABYFACE was absent. He had always avoided people like Sugnet, and Escuber did not come, but the reason was that he was in recent years. There is no record release plan.

"Let me introduce Sugonite, Dre, and Snoop Dogg in Los Angeles."

"Chicago's Dion Wilson and..."

"Terrence Howard of Philadelphia."

"Miami's Huang Yuan and Atlanta's..."

"LLCoolJ, NAS, and Biggie on the East Coast..."

Considering the personality of the people present are a bit impulsive, the **** Biggie who used to help bragging father to block Sinaloa bullets always glared at him, Song Ya did not specifically talk about the joint announcement of the record, but simply coordinated I waited for a peace declaration to be released to reporters outside.

As one of the conditions, he even handed over the task of reading the manifesto to Sugnett.

This guy didn’t mess with Yaozi too much~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but deliberately replaced some words in the manuscript, such as replacing African Americans with NGe, Song Ya and other people crowded behind him, palms facing inward, serious He made a horizontal V gesture for peace until he finished reading to the reporter's flash and camera.

There will be a carnival afterwards, and Song Ya asks old Mike to line up heavy guards, fearing that something will happen at this festival.

"Biggie, visit my recording studio."

Song Ya and Snoop Dogg led Biggie, who came for the first time, into the deep-sea recording studio, and handed him DeadandGone's score, "You and Dogg are in charge of the Rap part, and I'm in charge of the chorus. Let's spend some time on it. Record it."

Biggie did not reach out to take it, and lifted up his clothes without saying a word, revealing the gunshot wound on his stomach by Sinaloa.

Song Ya rolled his eyes, "Comeon, let this all pass! This is also the purpose of my writing this song Biggie. Dead and Gone!"