Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good move, kid. Let's see if you got the balls. Come on.
Damn, you can't play and play it for long.
This is Charles Scott Brian aka Tre Charles Born on November 26, 1965 in Athens, Alabama, raised in Savannah, Georgia, when he was 14, he moved to Berkeley, California
Try to bring it back in one piece.
Man, quit playing like you're gonna pass this up.
It's about 20 miles from here.
I told you to stay away from me.
or you'll be next. All right?
What are you talking about?
MAN: Let's go!
Yeah.
- Okay? - Yeah.
I mean, you know me.
That's why he's not a cop any more.
we hungry-
I got chu
Lima 2-5,
Fonzie and Fabio Arriving at Kruth Parking
See Ivan knows
Man, I don't know.
So Bobcats not coming!!
who said anything about a tuesday
Jimmy, how are you gonna pay me back if you keep losing to Tej like that?
Pockets aint't empty cuh. Vibes!
Eleven and a half months, and you slipped once.
Either that or you can go home, bruh.
Ready, and go!
- That your boy in the Monte Carlo? - BRIAN: Yeah, that's him.
chup kar madarchod
Let's see if you still got it, Brian.
I'm a low-budget mechanic, but I overcharge.
Yo!, Byron You Mad Wildin’! What the Fukk is You Thinking?
you know, if there was anything I could have done,
(EXCLAIMS)
It was Joaquin, man, but he had to work the graveyard shift.
Or where Schave's been the past couple of days
(POLICE SIREN WAILS)
At which point,
Go sit down, I'll talk to you in a second.
Ray, don't do that, man. You're making me lose money.
We ain't hungry no more
It's time for ignition and straight automobile pimping.
Shit.
Or where Schave's been the past couple of days
No Nigga You Shut the Fukk Up Man Don’t Be Tellin Me to Shut the Fukk Up
Stinking boats. Where are the cars?
I got activity at Verone's trailer property.
WOMAN: You better get yourself out of the street!
Put the fire out
What do you say we kick it a nickel?
(TIRES SCREECHING)
OFFICER: Keep your hands where I can see them!
Same here.
Exactly.
Longg ass day
it'll be a matter of time before I'm back in there, or dead.
It's a hoasis in here, bruh.
AGENT 1: Ready to go. AGENT 2: Thanks.
Not for real. You think he's getting out, dawg?
Anybody down for another race?
Yo, Jimmy, hit it, baby. Hit it.
(NITROUS OXIDE HISSES)
There's our fourth right there.
Brian O'Conner, Roman Pearce, meet Monica Fuentes.
He ain't getting out.
Balloon <Jolly Chaos>
I'm going to crash, Tej. I'll catch you tomorrow.
(ROME WHOOPING)
Ain’t goin back to Barstow
TV is on mute still know the words
Damn!
babe we hungry queremos comer ala verga
Time for the future
What you got, man?
Hey Tie-Rod! How you like them apples!!!
But they've had a hard time getting the cash out.
Do you trust me now?
Maybe we should grab Verone while we still can.
And You... I'll take my cutter back!
I got over $10,000 for my man right here, all right?
I see you brought your tracker homie — you chop too?
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
You think I'm gonna let it fly on a beach?
Girl, you know you boy Can help you put that fire out
I told you it wasn't my fault.
Hey, man, how quickly can you organize?
Pay me! Let's go, man.
His rich ass.
ENRIQUE: Go in line.
You had me.
We hungry
You're a good driver, man.
ROME: Stay on your toes!
Come on, Brian, bring it home, man!
That Hemi's putting out about 425
Brian, man. What's the hold-up, bro?
Show him some Dukes of Hazzard shit!
- Why don't you run with us, Tej? - Hell, no, I'm not running with y'all, man.
Report
Yeah. Here they come.
You're not too bright, are you? Just get out of here. Get out of here.
Is gonna visit your boy David