And that's halftime with the Barrington Panthers leading 21 and the Mustangs 0.
Gridiron Gang
14.3s
I never got any letters. Look, mister, my baby's going to college. She's gettin' outta this place. Daddy, you kept his letters from me? And if she's going to fulfill her potential, there's no room in her life for some gang member. - Ya understand that? - Absolutely.
Gridiron Gang
11.9s
You got a poem for everything that come up. Didn't I tell you she was smart? Yeah, she so smart why is she witchu, dawg? Ya know, I ask myself that question all the time. There they go. There they go.
Gridiron Gang
1.8s
Boom!
Gridiron Gang
14.7s
- Get off me, homey! - Hey, man! I'll shut your mouth, punk! - Weathers! Get off of 'im! Get off-a him! - You don't know me! Shut your mouth! - Get off me! Don't you ever diss my hood. - I got him! Just get the door! Goddamn 88. Let's go, Weathers! Go back to sleep, guys. Lay down.
Gridiron Gang
22.6s
Yo, lil' homeys. 9-5s just jacked my lil' bro's bike. We gotta get it back. Yeah, man. Y'all got to come with us. Case we gotta apply some force to these niggas, man. Man, don't look to her when there's work to be done, dawg. Look, man, I ain't got no heat. I'm out here naked, man. That's cool. I got a extra fo-fo. Man, what's the matter witcha'll two? What, you ain't ridin' for the hood no more? Hey, yo, chill, C-Co.
Gridiron Gang
3.1s
Probably in jail. What?
Gridiron Gang
2.1s
What is wrong with you?
Gridiron Gang
1.7s
Think about it.
Gridiron Gang
1.3s
Shit!
Gridiron Gang
12.9s
Man, we wastin' time out here. Come on. I'm cool. Yo, man, this ain't no damn math quiz. Is you ridin' or not? Here, bro, you ain't naked no more. - Come on, man. - Let's roll out. Put that shit away, man. Hurry up.
Gridiron Gang
1.4s
Hold up.
Gridiron Gang
4.3s
Hey, I'd like to run a quarterback sneak right into your end zone!
Gridiron Gang
24.8s
Man, the moon be playin' with me, dawg. Locked up at camp, used to look up and see it all white and clean. And think how it's the same o'er here in the hood, only it's all dirty and shit. Look, man, you back in the hood now, man. You best forget that moon. Keep your eyes on this here street, man. You're back, baby. Yo, I remember this poem said once, "The moon is a friend for the Ionesome to talk to." Damn, girl.
Gridiron Gang
4.2s
If you want any kinda help, if you want to talk, I'm here for you.
Gridiron Gang
7.8s
Look at me! What'd you say? In jail. No. You're not gonna be in jail. You're gonna be dead.
Gridiron Gang
8.9s
So, whatchu wanna do here, man? Look, man, if you wanna just chill, we don't gotta do this, man. There she goes. Yeah, there she go.
Gridiron Gang
8s
Roger, you're 1 7 years old. Where you gonna be in four years, huh? I don't know. Answer me. Where you gonna be when you're 21?
