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Couldn't help it.
Hey, yo, miss. Miss, where the pee-pot at? Thanks.
Sir, I have to check that.
Now, these kids ain't gonna listen to me, but they will listen to y'all.
He won't go near the street.
Yo, I got something I got to do.
a couple of times before they chuck them.
- and you motivate them. - No, this is a trap.
Y'all hear me? I said enough.
Thataway I ain't got to be worrying about getting my damn head blown off...
Now where the fucking discipline at, yo?
She's a beautiful woman.
- What's that guy doing? - Shit.
it's a bit like closing the barn door after the horse is out.
I ain't started that shit.
You're in the job market though, I understand.
You move over to Vincent Street, or we come back with the bracelets.
I'm trying to find out who running my corners.
You doing all right, but all right ain't got your name on a crib, right?
Ain't got you a little spot for you to wash that dirty money.
You know what I mean? This piece of paper right here make it legit.
Yo, man. You know I've been locked down, man.
Motherfucker, what is that?
and putting this thing together.
That's good, Bruiser, very good.
It's in the files, along with every other mid-level player we know.
- you close to $1 mil, right? - I'm doing all right.
All right. Let's do it.
- Hamsterdam. - Yeah, this is it.
You gonna love this. Trust me.
So think it over.
Cocksucker.
but I just thought you should know.
Say that if you drop dime to duck a charge, then you a snitch.
The hoppers wouldn't listen. What makes you think these guys will?
- That dog's mine, yo. - Fuck off! Get the fuck off!
You take what you have, you build on it.
Yeah, well, he's played me before.
Remember that kid who got shot in the parking lot...
Not me.
Here are my notes on my criminal fucking confirmation
Put your thumb on the scanner.
Here you are giving them their own block or two...