Yo, I'm outta here. I'll catch you guys later. Man, get yo' mad, ramblin' ass in the car! [Laughs] Yeah. I hope you get a new ride soon. Maybe for that birthday trippin' ass. I'm gonna call yo mama, see what I can work out. [Laughing] - [Future] I got shotgun, Shabba. - [D.J. Iz Laughing] [Sol] Nigga, get in the back, Farrakhan.
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[Car Door Opens]
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Don't forget this. Thanks, guys. - See ya. - Bye. - Can't keep runnin'away - Want me to come up? - That's okay. - Can't keep runnin'away Can't keep runnin'away [Car Door Closes]
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[Grunting, Groaning]
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2.1s
Mom.
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[Rap On Radio] I look like crap. If we knew it was today, I wouldn't have never gone out drinking... after the show last night. [Wink] I could always reschedule. No, no, no, no, no. I want to do it. Yeah. You want to do it? I want to do it. Yeah. When are we gonna see this little pictorial in a magazine, Alex? Pictorials for Playboy, fool. In fashion, it's "editorial." God damn, Frederick Douglass, will you shut the fuck up? It's for her book, man. - So she can get a job. - That's one book I'd definitely read. [D.J. Iz] That'd be the only one. [Rap Continues, Indistinct]
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[Church Bells Ringing] So you comin' toJ LB tonight? I don't know, man.
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[Door Opening, Closing]
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- [Door Opening] - Yo, what up, dawg? - What up, dawg? [Wink] Wipe your feet, dawg. I ain't gonna wipe any feet. Hey, where yo' mama at? Workin', dawg. [Laughing] Yo mama.! Tell yo'moms to hang all that shit up. Yo, did you sign me up to battle tomorrow night at the fuckin' Shelter? [Chuckles] What? You heard me. Don't play fuckin'stupid with me, man. Did you sign me up? [Sighs Deeply] Jimmy... You know Papa Doc won last week, so he'll be defending his title. You gotta try to take that shit from him, man. You win battles, you get respect... I don't give a fuck, man! I'm sick of you always thinkin' you know what's best for me, dawg. You ain't my fuckin' father. I'm a grown man. Look, Jimmy, I know... LookJimmy nothin'. Fuck you! I told you not to fuckin' sign me up. What the fuck? You wanna fight me now, huh? Yo, you ain't the Future of shit, bitch! You just David fuckin' Porter. Hey, come on, fellas. You know what? Do what the fuck you wanna do, man. 'Cause I don't give a shit anymore. I really fuckin' don't.
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It's over. It's over, baby.
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Yo, what up, doe? Alex just called. I got one of my friends to take pictures of her when she gets off work. So she needs a ride. You know, that's why she called. - Yo, can you drive? - I don't care. I'll drive. The others be here in a minute, so's my uncle can drop 'em off on the way to work. Hey. I heard that your battlin' tomorrow night. - I'm doin' what? - Someone told me Future signed you up at The Shelter. - Who told you that? - [Knocking On Door]
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[Shuts Off Engine]
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Come here, baby. Come here.
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2.8s
It's okay. [Sighing]
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You been doin' much better here. You still want those extra shifts? Yeah. You got 'em. I need you to work tonight. I'm a man short.
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What's gotten into you? We're not gettin' evicted. Why not? I went to bingo. And I won!