"Subrip By Crying Freeman Fixed By Pacman I know you don´t smoke weed." "I know this... but I´m gonna get you high today... ´cause it´s Friday, you ain´t got no job... and you ain´t got shit to do." "Give me the two-piece special, lots of hot sauce... and all the fries you can give me." "Thank you." "For most people..." "Friday is just the day before the weekend." "But after this Friday... the neighborhood will never be the same." "Shit." "What´s up?" "Good morning." "Are you prepared for Jehovah´s return?" "Because if you´re not, I have a pamphlet here that" "Fuck you." "Half-dead motherfucker." "Come on, sister." "I gotcha." "Gotcha milk." "That´s right." "Damn." "Ain´t nothin´ in this house." "Every time I come in the kitchen... you in the kitchen... in the goddamned refrigerator, eating all the food-- all the chicken, all the pig feet... all the collard green, all the hog maws." "I wanna eat some chit´lins." "I love pig feet." "When I went to bed last night... didn´t l tell you to take out the trash?" "Why didn´t you?" "I fell asleep." "I wish you was sleeping now." "I´d knock you upside your head... make your ass wake up and take out the trash!" "What are you doing?" "Throwing this away." "We ain´t got milk." "Put some water on that." "All right. I´ll eat it." "Take the garbage out, son!" "Dizam." "What´s wrong with him?" "Hurry up!" "I got more work for you!" "What´s up, Craig?" "Don´t "what´s up" me." "I need to whoop your ass for knocking over these cans." "Don´t knock these over." "Nobody gonna knock over your stupid trash cans." "You better not." "Get your ass to school." "Shut up, punk!" "What?" "I´m gonna knock over your trash cans anyway." "Better run..." "little bastard." "Hey, Mama." "Hi, baby." "How you doing?" "Fine." "What you cooking?" "I´m making eggs, bacon, sausage... pancakes, and leftover pork chops." "Cook it up." "Mama, you got some glue?" "For what?" "My track slipped out." "Look in my dresser." "You need a wig." "You need a job." "You didn´t tell Daddy what happened yesterday, did you?" "You know I wouldn´t tell on my baby." "Cool!" "Come in here!" "Where you at?" "In the bathroom !" "I´ll wait till you come out." "Get in here." "You´ll wait?" "I smelled your shit for 22 years." "You can´t smell mine for five minutes?" "Shut the door." "Your mama told me what happened to you yesterday." "What?" "That was stupid." "How the hell you get fired on your day off?" "I don´t know." "You need a trade." "Take a look at that paper on the counter." "I ain´t trying to be no dog catcher." "Why not?" "I don´t like dogs." "That´s the beauty of it!" "I grab a dog... choke him, kick the shit out of him... and all day, my foot up a dog´s ass!" "Just bang up his ass!" "That´s my pleasure!" "I don´t think so." "I tell you one thing... around here, you gonna work or go to school." "The first of the month, the rent is due." "If you got nothin´ on the table... you ain´t got to worry about catching a dog." "You gotta worry about a dog catching your ass!" "Telephone!" "Damn." "Who´d you go to the show with last night?" "I didn´t go to the show." "You ain´t got to lie." "Ain´t nobody lying´." "l didn´t go to the show." "You did." "My sister-in-law´s baby cousin Traci... she told me she went to the show... and she saw you all hugged up with some tramp." "Tell me who she was." "Your sister-in-law´s baby cousin Traci is a goddamn" "She a liar." "She ain´t seen me hugged up with nobody." "Let me tell you what." "You just tell the bitch when I catch her... I´m gonna beat her ass!" "That girl gone." "I don´t know why you messing with that fast-assed girl." "That other girl--Debbie." "She´s cute!" "She´s in school, has all her teeth." "I don´t know what her sister´s doing." "I´m trying to get with her, but Dana won´t hook me up." "I told you to hook yourself up." "You need to hook up with clippers for that neck." "Don´t talk with all the horses missing their hair around here." "It´s too early!" "You know what your problem is?" "You have no game." "What you know about game?" "I got all the game." "Your father, he got game." "Nobody go in the bathroom for about 35, 45 minutes." "Somebody open the window." "You call that game?" "My ride." "Bye, Mama." "Bye-bye, honey." "l got to go, too." "Bye, Daddy." "Bye-bye, baby." "Bye-bye, baby." "You listen to me." "I want you to get your ass up today... go out and look for a job." "The word for today is "job."" "J-o-b." "You hear me?" "Go look for a job today." "I´m not kidding." "Open all the windows." "It stinks." "Where mine at?" "I didn´t say I was cooking nothin´ for you." "Have some cereal." "We ain´t got milk." "Use water. lt won´t hurt." "Aw, man." "Nothing." "Break yourself, fool!" "Look what you did to my curtain." "You better watch before you get blasted." "With what?" "You ain´t got nothin´." "With this." "Where you get that?" "Your mama." "Fuck you." "Fuck you." "Come on outside and stop playing." "Gotta get dressed." "Hurry up." "Don´t tell me to hurry up." "Damn." "What´s up, Big Worm?" "How much you got left?" "A lot." "You still ain´t sold that weed, Smokey?" "I´m trying to." "Niggers are broke these days." "I don´t think you´re applying yourself." "You smoking my shit?" "Fuck with your shit?" "Hell, no." "You smoking my shit?" "Why would I do that?" "I don´t wanna have to fuck you up." "Playing with my money is like playing with my emotions." "You the last brother money I´d mess with." "I´ll steal from my mama before I mess with your shit." "You know this!" "We´ll see." "Florida Evans-lookin´ motherfucker." "What´s up?" "How come you ain´t at work?" "Got fired yesterday." "For real?" "I thought you had the day off yesterday." "I did." "I went in to pick up my check, came home... supervisor called me about 4:00... talking about they got me on videotape stealing boxes." "What the fuck you doing stealing boxes for?" "You trying to build a clubhouse?" "I know you ain´t go out like that." "Hell, no." "Ain´t got me on tape." "She said they did, fired me on the spot." "Talking about pressing charges." "Goddamn!" "You got to be stupid to get fired on your day off." "Pops talking about kicking you out again?" "Goddamn!" "Look!" "Hi, you guys." "Man." "Her mama got ass, too." "Just give me three and a half minutes, maybe even four." "She´ll be wanting to marry a nigger." "Who?" "Her mama?" "Older the berry, the sweeter the juice." "It´s the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice." "She blacker than a motherfucker, too." "I ain´t fucking with you." "She wanted to give me the ass one time. I had to go to work." "Wonder where she going?" "She probably going to that new health club on 108th." "They opened that already?" "I heard they hiring, too." "You need to go there with your out-of-work ass." "Hold up." "My mom´s in there." "She about to go to work, though." "I know you don´t smoke weed." "I know this... but I´m gonna get you high today... ´cause it´s Friday, you ain´t got no job... and you ain´t got shit to do." "Anyway, what you doing up so early?" "I tried to catch you before you went to work... let you know what happened to Red ass." "What´s up?" "You know Deebo had his bike for three weeks, right?" "Right." "So Deebo... I won." "Gimme my money." "You what?" "l lost." "Roll the dice." "Deebo." "Hold my money." "Watch him." "Can I talk to you?" "Shit." "Pop´s tripping." "He want me to ask for my bike back." "You know I wouldn´t trip." "What bike?" "Beach Cruiser-- the one I let you use... the one I been asking about." "Oh, that bike." "I didn´t know you wanted it." "It´s right here." "Follow me, holmes." "It´s like it´s both of ours." "We just keep it at my house." "Shit!" "That´s my bike, punk!" "You got knocked the fuck out!" "You want some of this, too, old man?" "Get in this car." "I don´t know why you come here messing with these people." "Hurry up!" "They got in the car and boned out!" "You lying." "I swear to God." "We was rollin´." "Damn." "Tell that little girl to stop playing on my phone." "What little girl?" "Joi." "She keeps calling and hanging up." "It´s her ´cause I star-69ed her, and she hung up again." "I don´t like her disrespecting my house." "You tell her I said to stop it, all right?" "Hi, Mrs. Jones." "Hi, Smokey." "What time your mama leaving´?" "In a little while." "Why?" "´Cause I wanna smoke this joint." "Let´s go to my house real quick." "Can´t do shit here." "Damn." "Lil Chris got you, too?" "Got me, too, little bitch ass nigger." "If I catch him, I´ll beat him like his dad." "Excuse me." "Could stay off my grass, please?" "Thank you." "Stanley be actin´ like an old bitch sometimes." "I know." "Nothing but dirt anyway." "Remember this?" "Hey, man!" "Shut up." "Damn." "Mama!" "Damn!" "What you doin´ knockin´ like you the police?" "I´m on the phone!" "I left my key." "Always talkin´ shit." "Just open the goddamn door." "Stop slamming my goddamn door." "Sorry, Joann." "Let´s go. I know you don´t wanna hear that shit." "I did!" "Get your ass up and cook or clean up or something!" "Talkin´ shit." "Damn." "All you do is smoke weed." "That´s all right." "Don´t worry about what the fuck i be doin´." "What I´m tripping on is how you gonna sell bud... and you smoking it." "I don´t know." "That´s my only problem." "Worm gonna end up fucking you up." "Big Worm ain´t gonna do a thing!" "All right." "Look, he need me." "Red told me he smoked a fool for 50 bucks." "I don´t give a fuck." "I need you to go to the store and get me cigarettes." "Give me the money." "Wait a minute." "What´s this?" "This ain´t enough." "Make it enough." "Let me wash your car for §2.00." "All you gonna do is smoke it up." "I don´t smoke no more." "Buy me a 40-ounce for my birthday." "Today your birthday?" "What´s today?" "Come on." "All right." "Shut up." "I´m shot." "Get your ass off me." "I need some papers..." "and humps." "Get these for me." "Ain´t got no money." "You owe me §2.00." "Oh, my God!" "I´m hurt!" "I´m suing y´all!" "I´m hurt!" "My neck!" "My back!" "My neck and my back!" "I want 150, 000." "We can settle out of court now for 20 bucks." "Get your punk ass up." "It ain´t even wet here." "Give me §10, and I won´t say nothin´." "Get out." "Two fifty and a jawbreaker?" "A dollar and envelopes?" "What you doing?" "You can get money for falling in a store." "You need to stay off crack." "Get out." "You wrong." "Brother, stay black." "Shut up." "Thanks." "Thanks, my ass." "You better come by my house and wash my car." "I´m serious." "Goddamn." "Stop your shit." "Stop the mother." "Dizam !" "Fuckin´ bucket." "Watch my car." "Make sure nobody mess with it." "Damn!" "Mrs. Parker finer than a motherfucker." "I´d knock the dust off that pussy." "Hi, Mrs. Parker." "Hi, boys." "When you gonna let me fuck?" "What did you say, honey?" "Nothing." "Mrs. Parker just don´t know." "Needs some young meat." "Mr. Parker ain´t hitting´ that right." "She know what she doin´ with them little-ass shorts." "She know we lookin´." "I´m on my way to work." "Make sure if you leave, you lock up." "And answer the phone." "The cable people are supposed to call." "Look at her." "She ought to be ashamed, coming out looking like that." "Hey, girl!" "How you doing?" "Fine." "I´m on my way to work." "Call me when you get home." "Go in the house and get me something to roll this up with." "Bring a radio, too." "Shit." "It´s hot as hell." "You a hype." "What?" "You a hype." "Ain´t nothin´ wrong with smokin´ weed." "Weed is from the earth." "God put this here for me and you." "Take advantage." "Put that up." "Here come the pastor." "For what?" "He probably smoke bud, too." "How you doing, Brother Craig?" "I´m all right." "I see." "By chance, is Sister Jones in?" "Neither is Brother Jones." "They both at work." "Where your ass need to be, nigger." "Excuse me, Brother." "What we call drugs at 7 4th Street Baptist Church... we call a sinny-sin-sin." "Well, around here, between Normandie and Western... we call this here a little twenty-twen-twen... nigger." "Give me a little for my cataracts." "You didn´t put in on this." "It´s better to give than receive." "Look." "She bending´ over." "Lord have mercy." "The Lord is my shepherd." "He know what I want." "Excuse me." "Mrs. Parker?" "Told you." "The weed be lettin´ you know..." "evil lurks." "Hector almost hit his nasty ass." "What´s up?" "Fuck you." "Why you don´t like Hector?" "Remember I was smoking weed with that fool one day?" "You decided to smoke with the big boys, eh?" "You ain´t showing´ me nothin´ new, ese." "Shut up and take a hit." "Smoke Dog, baby." "Remember that shit." "Been smoking since I was two." "Take it easy, holmes." "I know what I´m doing." "Shut the fuck up." "Yo, homestead." "Take it easy, ese." "What´s this?" "It´s angel dust." "I hit it real hard, right?" "As soon as he said that, I started feeling funny as hell." "Next thing I know, I was running down the street in my drawers." "Get off me!" "Goddamn motherfuckers!" "Get off me." "I´m in Deebo´s coop sweating like a slave." "The only person who could get me out was my mom." "I ain´t been right ever since." "That´s why I been, "Fuck Hector."" "I remember that." "Peep." "Damn." "Got a little prayer..." "Listen." "That´s Lil Chris." "Let´s go get his ass." "Quit playing!" "Don´t let me catch you!" "Stop, man!" "Quit playing!" "I´m gonna knock them over next week." "Y´all some busters." "Y´all can´t see me." "You slow." "You run like a girl." "Fuck you." "Shit." "Here come Deebo." "Give me your stuff." "Shit." "Known for jacking´ a nigger." "That´s all he do." "What´s up?" "Nothing." "What you got on my drink?" "Nothing." "Don´t lie." "Got nothing." "What you got?" "I´m broke as a joke." "Y´all some high rollers, and y´all broke." "What´s up, Stanley?" "Fuck you, then, punk!" "I was telling Craig, Stanley been acting funny." "Stanley left his window open." "Let´s go in." "I´m on probation." "I can´t be..." "Stop being a bitch and come on!" "If somebody comes, whistle." "I ain´t tryin´ to get involved." "You don´t get involved, I´ll knock yo´ ass out, too." "Make a choice." "Hurry up." "You bitch." "For some reason, I don´t think Smokey wanted to go in there... but peer pressure´s a motherfucker." "Come on, nigger." "Always caught in the middle of something." "Get your big ass on in the window." "Hurry up." "Shit." "It´s on now." "Damn." "Hurry up!" "Come on." "Bring your ass out." "Get off my ass!" "Hurry up!" "Get off my ass." "I ain´t with that funny shit." "Come on!" "Goddamn!" "Wait till I get you!" "I´m gonna beat yo´ ass!" "Baby, we was just prayin´." "I´m gonna get you!" "You!" "I´ll kill him !" "I´m gonna kill him !" "We was just prayin´." "Fuck you!" "Goddamn devil!" "It wasn´t even that good, baby." "I´m gonna kill you. I know." "Damn!" "Come on." "Get your feet down." "Come on." "Move." "What took y´all so long?" "This fool´s scary, man." "He didn´t even" "Look, fellas." "I asked you nicely." "Now I´m getting very irritated." "For the last time, stay off my frigging grass!" "Please!" "All right." "Sorry." "Thank you." "His scary ass didn´t want to touch nothin´." "We spent the whole time arguing." "Y´all didn´t get nothin´?" "We got about §200." "I got about §200." "One day, somebody gonna kick his ass." "I been gettin´ high all week." "Take a puff." "Take a hit." "Watch out." "Ain´t like you got shit to do tomorrow." "You don´t have to go to work." "Take a hit." "I drink." "It´ll stimulate your mind." "You ain´t got shit to do." "All right." "Put it in your mouth." "Shut up." "That´s the shit, ain´t it?" "Wet the motherfucker all up." "It´s my shit." "I can do whatever I wanna do." "Stop hitting it so hard." "Hold up." "You fuckin´ up the rotation." "Puff, puff, give." "You fuckin´ up the rotation." "You can get killed with somebody else." "That´s some serious shit." "You lucky you my boy." "Shit." "Take your time." "Gotta crawl before you walk." "You high yet?" "Craig fucked up." "You said this was Indo." "Smell like outdo." "Wait a minute." "I ain´t gonna supply you... you gonna be talkin´ about my shit." "Here come Felisha." "Shit." "Old begging ass." "I know." "What´s up?" "What´s up?" "Nothing." "What y´all smokin´?" "Nothing." "What you want?" "I need to borrow your car right quick." "What kind of shit is that?" "Most people wanna borrow sugar or even ketchup." "You want to borrow my car?" "Hell, no!" "Get the hell on." "Let me borrow a joint." "You need to borrow a job." "Always trying to smoke up somebody´s shit." "Get on." "I´m gonna remember that." "Remember it." "Write it down." "I don´t give a fuck!" "Bye, Felisha." "Y´all stingy." "She´s a goddamn pest." "The bud is kicking in." "Don´t start trippin´." "Smoke." "I ain´t trippin´." "Hold up." "I can hear my heart beating." "That´s what it´s supposed to do." "My shit is beating too fast." "It´s the chronic." "Don´t worry about it." "Listen!" "You don´t hear it?" "I knew I shouldn´t have gave him no chronic." "You hear my phone ring?" "Man, hell, no!" "Sit down." "I´m on house arrest." "I ain´t supposed to be here." "Get a nigger locked up." "Come on!" "Come in. I´m thirsty." "You be trippin´." "Come on." "Shut up." "Sit yo´ skinny ass down." "You want some Kool-aid?" "You know I want some Kool-aid." "You smokin´ my weed, too?" "I´m gonna kill you and Smokey... ´cause you playin´ with my emotions." "You heard?" "Hey!" "What?" "We ain´t got no sugar." "You ain´t got no sugar?" "Damn!" "Y´all ain´t never got two things that match!" "Y´all got Kool-aid, no sugar, peanut butter, no jelly... ham, no burger." "Damn." "You´re a funny lookin´ motherfucker." "What up?" "I don´t do that gay shit now." "You want me to get the sugar from my house?" "Shit." "Motherfuckin´ cops." "They know I´m over here." "Shit." "is it cops?" "What´s up?" "Come in." "is Dana here?" "She ain´t came home from school." "You ain´t seen her?" "Debbie." "What?" "Come here." "Sit down." "Hi." "What´s up?" "Out of my way." "I thought you had a friend for me." "l do." "How´s she look?" "She´s nice." "She got a big booty?" "I am not trying to look at that girl´s booty." "You know you looked at her booty before." "Just call her, all right?" "She at home?" "She should be." "Cheap-ass phone." "Why don´t you come here and sit down--right here." "You way over there." "There." "This is Smokey, Debbie´s homeboy." "She said you wanted to hook up." "What´s up?" "Are you high?" "Are you high?" "Why you say that?" "You look like you been smoking." "For real?" "No, I´m cool." "Do I still look high?" "Describe yourself." "I´m about 5´2"." "Light skin." "Long hair. I´m big." "People say I look like Janet Jackson." "For real?" "No shit?" "Janet Jackson?" "Boy." "You know your sister came by here today begging´." "Felisha?" "She is a trip. I know." "Why don´t you come over here to my homie´s house?" "All right." "You live on Debbie´s street?" "You know Dana, right?" "The other day, I had to stop Deebo from beating´ her ass." "What?" "When he gets high and drunk, he starts tripping´." "One time he grabbed me." "Grabbed me like this." "For real?" "Was it like this?" "Or was it like this?" "I think it was the first one." "You sure?" "What the fuck?" "I´m trippin´." "What´s wrong?" "Am I trippin´?" "I got to go in here, in the bathroom real quick." "Control..." "All right." "Bye." "Gotta get her on the move." "Ain´t gettin´ high no more." "Shit." "What´s up?" "Did you guys hook up?" "It´s cool." "I´m about to go home." "You know my homie wanna hook up with you." "Who?" "Craig." "Craig already has a woman." "But he don´t like her." "I´ll see you later." "Why you tellin´ her I wanna hook up?" "She don´t be believing me." "I´m high." "What about you and that chick in there?" "Man." "She said she look like Janet Jackson." "You lucky." "You know this." "Man." "Hey, Dad." "What happened to you?" "Got bit in the ass by a stinkin´ ass filthy dog." "You should´ve seen it." "Biggest dog I´ve ever seen." "I said, ´Please don´t bite me!"" "I turn around to jump over the fence." "The dog grabbed my ass!" "Told you." "You didn´t tell me shit!" "Get on the front porch with all that noise." "Was it like" "How your ass feel?" "Get out!" "Don´t slam the door!" "All right, man." "You kids quit slammin´ my door!" "Damn." "Stop!" "Wait!" "Ice cream !" "Shit." "Wait!" "Ice cream !" "What you gonna do?" "Hi." "Damn." "What you want?" "What you got?" "What the fuck you want?" "Gimme some chili fritos." "Come here." "Step aside." "What´s up, Big Perm?" "I mean, Big Worm." "You sell that bud?" "l sold some." "Give me the rest." "Somebody want a couple 20´s around Compton." "I was bullshitting´ ya." "You know I sold that shit." "Then count out my money." "Hurry up!" "Don´t you see we havin´ grown folks business?" "Damn." "Now shut the hell up." "Twenty... forty, sixty, eighty... hundred, hundred-twenty, hundred-forty..." "That´s §100." "Stop playin´ with me." "You know what happened?" "You gonna laugh your ass off." "You know Craig?" "Craig got fired yesterday." "What the fuck that gotta do with me?" "Let me explain." "We was talkin´ over all our problems." "You know how we do it." "We started getting high." "We got fucked up!" "I´m gonna be here 10:00 on the dot." "Not 10:03." "Not 10:36." "If you ain´t got my money or bud, I´m killin´ you and him." "You gonna kill me?" "Get the fuck out of my face." "Baby!" "Can I have my chili fritos?" "You can´t have shit." "I´m closed, fat boy." "Then give me my money back." "My money." "Mama!" "I hate him." "What´d he say?" "He just said for us to pay him at 10:00." "What you mean "us"?" "That fool ain´t gonna do nothin´." "I know you didn´t tell" "What you doin´?" "Damn." "What´s up?" "What´d you tell him?" "I told him we were smokin´, and that we were chillin´." "You were smokin´!" "I smoked half a little piece of joint with you." "That fool ain´t gonna do nothin´." "What´d he say?" "If we don´t pay him by 10:00, he gonna bust a cap in us." "We need to pay him." "He crazy!" "Let´s stick together." "I can´t believe you got me in the mix!" "I didn´t make you smoke that joint." "Might as well." ""Come on." "Stimulate your mind." ""lt´s Friday." "I´m gonna get you high."" "Why you bringin´ up old shit?" "I could knock-- l left my purse in your house." "Can I get it?" "Come on." "Fool...where Craig at?" "Fool?" "He in the house." "Hell, no!" "Who is that bitch?" "Who was that bitch?" "Who you talkin´ to?" "Nigger, I´m talkin´ to you!" "Who is she?" "That´s just Debbie from down the street." "What´s she doin´ in there?" "Just go in the house!" "What you lookin´ at?" "Get yo´ ass in the house!" "Hurry up!" "I´m going in to straighten this girl out." "I´ll be right back." "I´m gonna go to my crib, man." "My stomach hurt." "Come back!" "All right." "Shit." "Damn." "What the hell you want?" "Damn!" "Can I use your bathroom, please?" "What you gonna do, number one or number two?" "Number two." "Shit." "You ain´t gonna drop no stinkin´ loads here." "If anybody drops a stinkin´ load, it´s gonna be me." "Fuck." "Shit." "What the hell you doing back here?" "Nothin´." "I´m fixing something." "Stay over there." "I thought you wanted me to wash your car." "Wash it later." "Stay over there!" "I ain´t the smartest man in the world... but from here it looks like you takin´ a shit." "Ezal, get the hell off my back lawn!" "You been eatin´ corn?" "Get out of my back-- Get on!" "But between me and you, when you´re done... I´ll clean all that shit for you for §2.00." "What?" "You better not tell nobody!" "l´m not." "Keep it on the down low." "All right. I´m not like that." "We´ll keep it down." "Smokey back here takin´ a shit!" "I ain´t gonna tell nobody else." "You need to control that funky ass temper." "I know. I be forgettin´, baby." "You got to be reminding me." "I´m sorry." "My mama know that´s you calling and hanging up." "What?" "That ain´t me calling and hanging up." "You know I love your mama." "You got some money?" "What?" "Some, huh?" "How much you need?" "About §200." "I guess so." "What you gonna give me?" "Can I talk to you for a minute?" "What?" "What?" "Could I use y´all´s VCR?" "I want to dub a tape." "Hell, no!" "It´s The Mack!" "Wait a minute!" "Who the fuck is that bitch?" "Fuck you, motherfucker!" "You think you´re slick, asking me for money!" "Ask that bitch for money!" "Damn." "What´s wrong with your ho?" "Damn!" "We had the money right there in my motherfucking..." "We ain´t have shit." "What we gonna do?" "That fool´s just playing." "I ain´t sweating´ it." "That´s your problem." "Ain´t nobody playin´ but you." "You walk up and down the street all day playing." "He ain´t playin´!" "You think he playin´ about his money?" "You dragged me into this." "He know where our mamas stay." "He had a gun when you seen him, right?" "Name one person in the hood that play like that." "I know, huh?" "Look... I´m sorry I got you in this." "I´m going to tell him you had nothin´ to do with it." "I smoked up his weed." "I´m gonna face the consequences." "If I get dealt with, I get dealt with." "Have you seen my sh..." "What´s that for?" "Protection." "Protection?" "Protection for who?" "Me and Smokey." "I got to walk Smokey to his house." "Your mother and I never would´ve moved into this neighborhood... if we had known you´d need a gun to walk down the street." "You know how it is around here." "That´s not the way it is." "Kids today are nothing but punks, sissified... so quick to pick up a gun." "You scared to take an ass whippin´." "This is what makes you a man." "When I was growing up, this was all the protection we needed." "You win some, you lose some." "But you live to fight another day." "You think you´re a man with that gun?" "I´m a man without it." "Put the gun down." "Put up your dukes." "Now you´re a man." "Your uncle picked up a gun, too." "He had to find out the hard way." "Twenty-two years old." "You got a choice." "These are all you need." "All right?" "What´s up?" "What´s up, Red?" "Get your ass up." "They was clowning´ you at work today." "So what?" "l saw the tape." "We kept rewinding it." "It looked like your head... but you can´t tell from the back." "How your eye?" "lt´s cool." "Damn!" "Put your glasses back on." "What´s up?" "Smokey, sell me a dub!" "I ain´t selling you nada." "Come on, holmes." "Let´s let bygones be bygones." "Raise the fuck up before Craig´s father come." "You need to go and do that." "l ain´t selling him shit." "You better get your ass off your shoulders." "You ain´t going to get me shot up." "You better make that money." "Hurry up." "Ese." "This nigger got us in some shit." "You know that shit was fucked up." "It´s all right." "You have nice legs." "Shit, here come Deebo!" "Who?" "Dee-bo!" "I´m going to tuck mine in." "What´s up, y´all?" "What´s up, Red?" "Thanks for the bike." "What you got on my 40?" "l thought you had §200." "I do, but I want to spend Red´s money." "I´m broke." "Give it up." "Come on, stall him out." "What you got on my 40?" "I don´t have nothin´." "You got something." "Why you trippin´?" "Shut up, or I knock your ass out." "Why don´t you give him back his chain?" "What chain?" "Yeah, what chain?" "Why y´all didn´t help me?" "Man, I´m high." "That´s fucked up." "I would have helped y´all." "What about when he tried to choke me in Smoke´s backyard?" "That was different." "Let´s jump him." "Sit your ass down." "I got mind control over Deebo." "He be, "Shut the fuck up, " l be quiet." "But when he leaves, I be talkin´ again." "My grandmama gave me that chain." "He trippin´ hard." "Only on people he know." "He don´t be pullin´ that shit on them fools around the corner." "Fuck that!" "He going to cry in the car." "Here come Dana and her punk ass boyfriend." "What you doin´ with that on your head?" "Don´t even ask." "Don´t get homeboy fucked up." "Debbie came by here looking for you." "What did she say?" "She just said to tell you she came by." "All right." "When we going to hook up?" "Boy, please." "Alvita!" "That´s OK!" "She´ll be back." "Another Quaalude, she´ll love me in the morning." "Ain´t that right, Frank?" "Get off me." "He´s crazy!" "Shit." "He´s going off." "Goddamn preacher!" "Daddy wants you." "Look." "What Daddy want?" "I don´t know." "Go see." "Tell me if anything happens." "Go see." "What´s up with me and you?" "I was in there on the phone with Debbie... and what´s up with Rita?" "Rita who?" "Rita that´s coming at 7:30." "That´s my friend." "Anything else happen?" "Look at Ezal." "Scandalous." "Damn!" "is Dana in there?" "Just go on and knock." "What´s your name?" "Shana." "Excuse me." "Stop!" "Don´t come over here with that attitude, girl." "What´s up?" "Nothing." "Did you pick up the hair?" "Daddy wants you again." "Damn!" "What he want?" "Go see." "Outrun the dog!" "Go for the tree, Mr. Postman!" "Go!" "Get me a glass of water." "It´s your ass, Mr. Postman." "I look like the Kunta Kinte around this mother..." "Go!" "Took long enough." "I know." "This is what we´re gonna do." "I´m going to run over and give you the gun." "Then I´m going home to chill." "You wait for them niggers." "Later on, call me and let me know what happened." "You´re making me nervous." "I ain´t scared of shit." "Stop!" "All right." "Damn!" "What car is that?" "I don´t know." "I don´t know who car that is." "What time is it?" "Seven forty-five." "Nigger, that´s Janet Jackson." "Who?" "Janet Jackson." "The girl Debbie hooked me up with." "Hold up. I´ll be right back." "See if she got a friend." "All right." "What´s up?" "Not a damn thing!" "We going to kick it, or what?" "We can kick it... but I forgot I had to pick up my mom from work." "You know how that is." "I´ll take you to get her." "She don´t like a lot of people with me when I get her." "Who´s that girl Smokey´s talking to?" "Some girl he hooked up with." "She´s a big one." "Humongous." "Why don´t you go eat?" "I know you´re hungry." "Lord, let me go inside... and see what´s going on with this crazy man." "I´m right behind you." "´Cause I ate twice before I came." "Goddamn!" "Where the iron?" "Right there." "What?" "Loan me §200." "Me and Smokey got into it with Big Worm today." "We owe him §200." "He said if we don´t pay him, he going to kill us." "You going to loan me the money or not?" "Not." "You going to call me?" "I´m going to call you." "But if you come by, I won´t call you." "OK?" "Don´t ever... ever come by here." "OK?" "All right." "Bye, Smokey." "Damn it!" "Telephone." "Who is it?" "That girl." "Tell her I´ll call back." "OK." "What?" "Loan me §200." "I wouldn´t feel comfortable lending you §200 without a job." "If I was working, I wouldn´t need §200." "Exactly." "Y´all ain´t never got no money!" "I hate to live with a bunch of broke-ass people." "Shit!" "Come here!" "What?" "Why you hook me up with that fat-ass, bald-headed girl?" "Who?" "Rita?" "Rita is not fat." "She´s big-boned." "Shit!" "That girl wider than all outside." "Talkin´ about she looked like Janet Jackson." "She didn´t go there." "Bitch got out of the car looking like Freddie Jackson." "Don´t laugh. lt ain´t funny." "I´m sorry." "I´m not trying to laugh." "I thought that you two would like each other." "You knew she was baldheaded!" "You knew she had no hair!" "It ain´t funny." "I´m sorry." "What Deebo doing here?" "He´s in there asleep with Felisha." "Felisha fucking Deebo, too?" "Could you mind your own business?" "Where your mama at?" "My mama is in Vegas with her boyfriend." "So y´all just parlaying up in here, huh?" "Party over here." "What?" "Bye-bye." "You trippin´." "I´m out of here anyway." "Peace out." "Nasty motherfucker." "What are you doing here?" "What the hell you doin´ in here?" "I seen the window open, so I said fuck it." "Get the hell out of here." "All right." "Loan me §2.00." "I´m clowning." "Janet Jackson ass get just a little fat." "Forget that." "l almost had the money." "What?" "Remember that money we stole from Stanley house?" "Me and Deebo?" "Deebo was over Felisha and Debbie house asleep." "I snuck through the back window to get the money... and Ezal come through the window and woke him up." "I tried to beat his ass, but he ran." "You ain´t catching no crack head." "Forget that." "Let´s go over." "He´s probably still asleep." "You breaking in, though." "You going to be with me?" "l got you." "Damn." "Forget that plan." "What time is it?" "Eight fifty." "I´m going in the house and chill." "Now you´re getting scared." "You want to go in the house and lay down?" "Nobody run me in my house like no bitch." "This my hood." "Fuck Worm." "Punk!" "Y´all busters can´t catch me." "Papa!" "Finally got him !" "Do you know what we just did?" "We finally got that little motherfucker!" "Calm down." "What?" "Who car is that creeping up?" "Drive-by!" "Get off my ass!" "Let´s go in the house." "Slippin´." "Wish you weren´t slipping´ today." "Shit!" "Who was that?" "Big Worm." "Somebody page Smokey?" "Don´t play dumb." "You know who this is." "You got my money?" "You don´t have to holler." "Not yet, but I´m getting it" "What happened?" "He just hung up." "We better stay in the house." "Damn!" "See anything?" "l can´t see shit." "Too many trees in the way." "I´m going to try again." "Dana told me about that Big Snake situation." "Big Worm." "Big Worm, Big Hole-- l don´t give a damn!" "Get your ass out of this house!" "You always got some shit goin´." "You keep your ass here." "Big Snake, Big Worm-- what kind of name is that?" "I bet y´all drinking that wine and smoking them tweeds... wearing them clothes all half-off your ass." "What´s going on today?" "Weeds." "Your punk ass dad." "He always talking shit." "Wait." "Hold up." "Tell him to comb his hair." "Like spiders is having a meeting on his head." "I´m about sick of you." "I´m sick of you." "I´ll walk you home, punk ass." "You see him?" "There ain´t nobody out here." "I don´t know why I´m trippin´." "Nobody want to mess with the Smoke Dog." "Who´s that?" "Shit!" "Quick!" "You don´t know who you´re messing with!" "Damn!" "Hurry up!" "See if they´re coming." "Hell, no." "You look." "We both look on the count of three." "One, two, three!" "Thought you said on three." "You ain´t bullshittin´ me?" "One, two, three!" "What the fuck you" "You see them?" "They coming." "I ain´t smoking weed again." "I love you, man." "Shut up." "Let me go!" "Shut up before that fat ass cuts you up." "I shot one. I know I shot one." "Hey, look again." "Fuck you." "What´s going on?" "I don´t know." "It sounded like machine guns." "Lord." "Where Craig at?" "I don´t know." "There´s Joann." "Go ask if she´s seen them." "Sounded like a bomb." "You seen Craig and Smokey?" "I thought they were over there." "Deebo, you seen Craig and Smokey around here?" "Earlier." "Damn." "What she say?" "She ain´t seen him, and Deebo ain´t seen him." "See why you have to tell us before you leave?" "Look at your face!" "lt´ll be OK." "No!" "Look at your face!" "Who do you think you are?" "What are you talking about?" "You know what I´m talking about, punk." "You hit my sister like she was a man." "She had no business going through my pants." "My sister don´t need to steal nothin´ from your broke ass." "Take your ass home." "I´m not scared of you." "All these niggers might be scared of you, but I´m not." "You take your ass home." "Fuck you." "You´re lucky l´m not a man." "Otherwise, I´d kick your ass myself." "Shut up!" "You trippin´." "What you say, little nigger?" "That´s a female." "Shut your punk ass up... before I drop you like I did this bitch." "I ain´t trying to fight you." "You don´t want to fight me ´cause you a bitch, too!" "What you going to do with that, besides make me mad?" "Put the gun down, son." "Put the gun down, son." "Put that gun down... and get knocked down like your father used to." "This was all the protection we needed." "You win some, you lose some." "But you live to fight another day." "You think you´re a man with that gun?" "I´m a man without it." "Put that gun down... and get knocked down like your father used to." "Give me the gun, son." "Give me the gun." "That´s all you got?" "Drop him, Craig!" "Shit!" "Get up!" "Shit!" "God!" "Goddamn." "Come on, baby!" "Let him be a man." "Go to sleep!" "Shoot him." "He´s not fighting fair!" "I been down before." "I taught him better than this." "Come on!" "Told y´all!" "Y´all want some?" "Beat him down!" "Beat you down!" "Who else want some of Deebo?" "Get up!" "Get up!" "Come on!" "Stand up!" "There you go!" "Punk!" "Yes, Mr. Big Shot." "Fucking" "Crawl, punk!" "Crawl, bitch!" "Whoop his ass!" "That´s what I´m talking about!" "That´s my dog!" "Take that." "That´s my dog!" "Ain´t that right?" "That´s my dog!" "Cutie pie." "If anybody got to say anything, you let me know." "That´s my dog." "You OK?" "No, Cupcake, leave him alone." "Let him be a man." "I taught him good, didn´t l?" "Now who´s the punk?" "He think he a mack." "Macaroni." "You got knocked the fuck out!" "Give me my goddamn money." "Payback´s a motherfucker, ain´t it?" "Shana, come on." "My grandmama gave me this chain." "Man, you should have been bobbing and weaving." "Look at you." "Get up!" "Since you ain´t, I´ll take these shoes." "Big Foot motherfucker, you can have your knife." "´Cause I steal, I don´t kill." "How´s your back feeling?" "It´ll be cool." "Bleeding and shit." "What time you waking up?" "Eight thirty." "Why?" "I was wondering if maybe you were feeling better... then you could come over." "I´m feeling better already." "I´m going to call you tomorrow." "All right." "Eight thirty, right?" "Seven thirty." "That´s right." "Hello?" "Why you can´t call nobody back?" "Which one of your hos has somebody shooting at you?" "I don´t know why I waste my time on your stupid ass anyway." "I don´t know, either." "It´s over." "Bitch!" "I got your money... and I don´t appreciate you sending your punk ass... bust ass, Jheri curl ass friends... to shoot at me and my homie." "They liked to got dealt with." "Don´t be calling here like you some straight up G... ´cause I´ll cut your balls off and hand them to you." "I had to warn you too many times about my money." "It´s the principle of the whole thing." "There´s principalities in this." "I got your money anyway... and you sell that shit yourself next time... ´cause I´m going to rehab." "I´m through with this shit." "I was just bullshittin´... and you know this, man!" "Subrip By Crying Freeman Fixed By Pacman"