That implication is completely wrong. Pac himself talked about other people inviting him to the studio. I believe it was Henchman that was connected to Pac that he is referring to as being "some rough characters" that he knew. Puff wasn't involved in inviting him. And why would Puff invite him to somewhere where him and all his artists are going to be, where they all had drugs and guns on them upstairs. That's just putting heat on his biggest artist for no reason. Puff was supposedly being extorted too so the Pac shooting could've easily been a warning to Puff as well. Puff's dirty as hell but I think he's clean on that one.
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Revisit Tupac’s April 1995 Cover Story: ‘READY TO LIVE’
Revisit VIBE’s April 1995 cover story featuring Tupac, written by Kevin Powell.www.vibe.com
Can you take us back to that night at Quad Recording Studios in Times Square?
The night of the shooting? Sure. Ron G. is a DJ out here in New York. He’s, like, “Pac, I want you to come to my house and lay this rap down for my tapes.” I said, “All right, I’ll come for free.” So I went to his house—me, Stretch, and a couple other homeboys. After I laid the song, I got a page from this guy Booker, telling me he wanted me to rap on Little Shawn’s record. Now, this guy I was going to charge, because I could see that they was just using me, so I said, “All right, you give me seven G’s and I’ll do the song.” He said, “I’ve got the money. Come.” I stopped off to get some weed, and he paged me again. “Where you at? Why you ain’t coming?” I’m, like, “I’m coming, man, hold on.”
Did you know this guy?
I met him through some rough characters I knew. He was trying to get legitimate and all that, so I thought I was doing him a favor. But when I called him back for directions, he was, like, “I don’t have the money.” I said, “If you don’t have the money, I’m not coming.” He hung up the phone, then called me back: “I’m going to call [Uptown Entertainment CEO] Andre Harrell and make sure you get the money, but I’m going to give you the money out of my pocket.” So I said, “All right, I’m on my way.” As we’re walking up to the building, somebody screamed from up the top of the studio. It was Little Caesar, Biggie’s [the Notorious B.I.G.] sideman. That’s my homeboy. As soon as I saw him, all my concerns about the situation were relaxed.
Don't let facts get in the way of a good story.



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