Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Can't wait to throw away the key.
So I can lock a man up or I can move his ass off the corner.
Got that reddies, son. Two for one, two for one.
Date of 10l10l04. 15:04 hours, 30 seconds...
We have the resources that the city can afford, I'm sure.
No fucking way, man. Hell no!
I see a man without a country.
Got your running shoes on? You're in.
We're talking TB, HIV, syphilis...
The deacon thinks that maybe some people should come in here...
- Black, most likely. - That really narrows it down.
Oh, shit, okay. Give him light eyes.
Now she's calling up asking questions.
I called Trac, gave them the serial number.
It's like the stickup crews have these hoppers...
Damn, girl, what, you lose some weight?
Yeah, right hand up.
Get the other girls to come by.
Not hard enough for this right here
But, mostly at this point, I'm sorry I bothered his girl...
Drop one, get one!
Because Russell's a good man. And he's ready to run.
- It's all yours. - Thanks, Jay.
Take that shit somewhere else, nigga!
not hard enough for this right here
What is?
After you.
Half these people are dying on their feet...
And when we do decide to jump on Hamsterdams...
He was fucking everything and everybody!
- How about coming over to my crib? - No, not your crib.
Not at that distance between the doorknob and the floor.
This clown-ass nigga went and got four sandwiches and four sodas, man.
Went up there to the Harbor with my wife for our anniversary.
I don't think you know who you're dealing with here.
My wife, Carol-Ann.
Well, that depends on who you surrendering to.
Hey, check it out.
So if the city doesn't know about it then that makes it...
You can play the good soldier if you want, Commissioner...
In your life, did you think...
Pull everything, Deputy. That number will stand.
Let's do it.
Goddamn!
$927.24.