"I'm at All-Star Weekend in D.C. and I ran into Shaq," Rick Nice says. "He's wearing a white fur and we're in the VIP section in the hotel. I am trapped in the corner. He has a radio with CDs and he's playing the beats and he's rhyming, freestyling, making shit up off the top of his head. 'Something something and I can't stand Kobe / Something something and I rap better than Kobe / Something something I flip skills better than Kobe / I score more than Kobe.' After a while, I'm looking at him like, 'Why are you going so hard at Kobe with these rhymes?' I didn't know what to feel. It felt weird. I'm trying to flirt with girls and Shaq had me in a headlock rhyming about Kobe. He said, 'I got bars. I got bars for Kobe.' He had this radio that looked little in his hand. He had beat CDs and was changing the CDs and rapping and wouldn't let you leave until you heard his rap. I was like, 'Wow, OK.'"
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