You want to smoke some ganja? See, that's our problem. If we don't respect our sisters, who will? Yo, we're doin' it to ourselves. He's my brother. He don't like pussy.
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[Shuts Off Engine]
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We're bein' evicted. Goddamn it!
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I've seen you flippin' burgers, baby, I know I have! [Chuckles] Yeah, I did that, man. I thought I recognized your face, baby. [Alex, Screaming] Stop it! Fuckin' stop it! Please! Please stop. Stop it. Jimmy, stop it! [Grunting, Groaning] - Jimmy... - How long you been in the game, baby? - Aw, man, fifteen years. - [Grunting, Punch Landing]
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12.3s
There's no way I'm fuckin' battlin' next Friday, dawg. You know damn well you're gonna battle if she's there. 'Cause you're gonna want to be the man, you know what I'm sayin'? All right, man. Just don't fuckin' push. Guess we all need to be pushed.
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6.9s
Shit wrong with a free demo. Free comes with a dick right up your ass, Jimmy. Three-One-Third is real. The shit that Wink is talkin' about is wack.
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5.8s
- Yo, try it now. - [Sighs] [Engine Cranking] Give it some gas.
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Cheddar, I can rip you to a shred of cheddar cheese. There's not a better M.C. than me. I'm B-Rabbit, bitch. Sting like a bee. Float like a butterfly. What am I? So what if I cut a guy? Did I s-s-stutter, guy? Leave you punch drunk From lunch truck to Shelter. You never felt the wrath of helter-skelter melt ya, got the belt for the welterweight champ. You got in with a fake stamp. [Chuckles] Garbage bag full of clothes, still pullin' ho's. Rip you from head to toe, from leg to bullet hole. Next gun, pull it slow. And aim at Tha Free World 'fore you let it go. Instead of, "Oh! I just shot my dick head." [Laughing] And yes, you do got a big head. I can't call it. Cheddar, where's your wallet? You're so drunk, you can out-drink the Alkoholiks. Make 'em say, "Damn! Cheddar's the man. He needs a can surgically removed from his hand..."
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15.7s
I'll give you a ride to work in the morning. [Woman On TV] I'm afraid you've made a mistake. I don't have any little colored girl in my class. [Woman #2] Why, there's Sarah Jane. There's my baby. You mean Sarah JaneJohnson? Yes, ma'am. I'm Mrs. Johnson.
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37.5s
Yo, that Leave It To Beaver line almost killed me. You flipped it on him. You got it, man. You're a fuckin' genius, man. Just make sure you serve this clown in the next round for me, please. Whup Papa Doc's ass. Yeah, he ain't got no vocabulary. Are you worried about what he's gonna say? What do you mean? You know, about Wink and that Alex bitch gettin' it on... and then, them beatin' you up and givin' you a black eye and shit? - Come on, Cheddar! - Fuck all that. Listen to me, man. - You makin' history tonight. - [Chuckling] It ain't nothin'. You got him. - Oh, yeah. - You got this. [Cheering, Whistling]
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- Oh, yeah. - I thought she was pregnant.
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- Okay. All right. - [Gunshot] - Fuck man.! - Oh, shit.! - What the fuck?
Feel like Still might Still write Real life Gonna jump on stage Kill mikes Still white Hate life Brake lights Stage fright Drawin'a blank, like Up! Down!