Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Walter Wade, Jr. You big Walter Wade's son?
- Hello. How are you? - Hello, my darling.
How bout no work week! Remove that man.
So this is what I propose.
It's gonna be a long ride to the precinct.
Luger, hurry the fuck up, man.
Motherfucker, you got my house fucked up!
John Shaft
Throw something else! Throw something else!
Rasaan, Rasaan, shut up. Here.
Hey, son. Hey, yo, you gonna get your ass twisted.
- I won't testify! - Baby.
2 sentence, 2 space, 1 love
Yeah, real funny.
They robbed the white boy and they got the money under the seat.
Today we find out if I'm your daddy or the German shepherd.
- All right. - Okay.
Y'all should make me an associate...
I know what this is gonna sound like, but we had no idea.
Sit in this car and think about this ass-whooping you're gonna get.
My kid's got more indictable shit under his bed.
Looks like the kid got clocked with that.
- That boy, the celebrity, he got mugged. - He what?
Diane?
I'll blow his motherfucking brains out.
It's a zoo in here. And if I'm working, how can I see anything?
Wait a second! You got some dough coming!
Say exactly what I told you, word for word.
Look down the corner.
Fuck!
The courthouse, man, that was some rough shit.
If it was me, I'd never come back.
it's like he had cake
But youuu...
Located and then what?
Eight-ball's 200. A gram's 80. It's all prebagged.
When I say me...
SHIT BLANCO, YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING DUCKER HUNTER!
I need to file me an assault charge against my boyfriend.
a minute later the Wade guy comes out.
You got a murder robot factory?
Easy with the braids, man.
Come on...
Who you like for GA. Gov.? You're kidding right. You're into politics? Stacy Abrams, Stacy Abrams
How much they pay you, Kearney?
My New York peoples, they down like Whoa
It's Giuliani time.
yeah, fingers are phat.
- What's my name? - I forgot.
- put your hands behind your back. - Shaft, I got one.
Is this a fucking joke?
#talkaboutcultwhileifinishit
Come on. Let's get going over there.
They went out the window!
He tried to ignore the guy, but the bastard just wouldn't let up.
Disperse, motherfuckers! Disperse now!
I need a number check.
We're busted!
Here. Jump for it, okay? And behave.
What's my goddamn name!? I don't know!
You got that, Tupac? All right?
- Stay still, please. - Yo, Shaft.
- Yo, get the broad in the fucking car! - Get in the car! Open the door!
There's a kid that lives up the block about 11 years old named Charles Brian do you know him?, huh? Yeah!
You're fighting over a bit of rubber?
You got a murder robot factory?
You are gone from this precinct.
I mean, obviously.
- Who got you that gig at the club? - You.
Talking to himself, like, pacing and cursing.
Po Po Po Po Power with BEARGLOVE!!!
Freeze, goddamn it!
I know a shitload of games.
Out! Out! Go!
Uncle J! Hey.
Okay.
- You watch yours, too. - New world order.
between Prospect Place and Park Place.
I guess I'm gonna have to show them what fucking with people's all about.
Freeze mofo before I busy a cap in your dome!
How bout nobirds
Look, I got fucking mugged.
- And then what happened? - Trey turned the tables on the guy.
You got a boat?
Sixty-eight fifty Norstrom Avenue...
How bout no work week!
Half right then, and half after the disposition of the case. And I said yes.
Look, I was razzing the guy. He couldn't take a joke.
You know why we can't find her?
How bout no #Coffee! Remove that man.
Who delivers 10 times out of 10?
Chocolate motherfukkin Eddie! Say it! Chocolate Eddie!
What's up?