Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The kids are smart.

This allows me to represent you.

to, you know, more or less, just beat you down?

you could buy 20 of them if you want.

-Isn't that from the Good Book? -That's in the Good Book. So?

-Isn't that what you said? -Lala has to look out for herself.

-He's quarantined now. He's contagious. -God!

Huh? The bigger a nigger get up in this motherfucker, the more they hate you.

-Okay? -I ain't talking about nothing like that.

He had escaped the maximum security Attica State Penitentiary...

When I read about how you've been raising your sister all by yourself,

Damn, I can't believe he threw that shit over the fence.

-Smack me if I'm wrong-- -Big Time!

-I love you. -Oh, I love you, Jesus. Oh, I love you.

-You talk a great game. -Jesus, this isn't a game. This is life.

¿ Dónde estabas tú anoche, chico?

Yeah, I got your stupid letters.

trying to make you the ball player that I never was.

Don't know nothing. Don't want to know nothing.

I learned that from you.

I bet he can finally beat you.

Oh, don't get mad. You're the one that taught me to be a good sportsman.

So you do know your Bible, huh?

-I remember. You tell me every day. -What? What did I say?

-Put this right here. -Thanks.

Baby, wake up. Call 9-1-1, son.

About to graduate, you can't even read, dumb ass.

He likes to play in a crowd, and he can pass the basketball.

You ain't ready for me.

When he was in the streets of Philly, the playgrounds,

especially against the Knicks.

-Take a look inside, Jesus. -You can get a house with a quarter million dollars.

Hold on, hold on. Sit down.

I knew you was going to come though. I appreciate it, though, son.

You have platinum and diamonds. That's like having speed and power in the NBA.

I got to meet your brother. Please let me meet your brother.

Father and son? Jake and Jesus?

My bad. It's my bad. You all right? You straight?

That's the real reason why I'm out here.

I think when April 11th comes, I just want to let my hair down,

All right. Well, um...

Boom the shottie Got the motherfucking paparazzi

-Will you beat it. Damn! -Let's get out of here.

They got that pussy.

Earl the Pearl.

Modern-day thugs ain't got no guts

I got to ask you a few questions, you know, catch up on things.

At least I still got my teeth.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

You miss, you know you giving me ten pushups, right?

And don't forget about the alcohol, baby.

-Take the ball out. Huh? -Man, I quit, man.

But nowadays, uh, Warden, they--

Hey, yo, I don't think they heard you, Stephen. Kick it to them again one more time.

And in a situation that's void of any kind of leadership other than his own,

because, of course, she passed.

-You look like a cockroach. -Cockroach?

That's it, huh? Yeah. How much these cost, man?

Daddy, when did you get out?

So what about you?

Who was that? She was sweating you.

Does KRS represent heaven Hell, yeah

There's a couple of things I think we better go over.

-You think so? -Oh, no doubt.

Behind the game behind the game

You're trying to hold out on us.

-I am the man. -Yeah!

You don't seem like the type of guy that would be here...

Is that going to bring your mother back?

Fucking with me.

You know that, right?

Naw, I just, you know--

-Yeah! -It's your ball.

Whatever may be may be. But you can look like Buddy Hackett...

-Oh, Jesus. -Oh, Jesus.

-Pass, Sip. -Yo, pick that up, G.

-They are in my top ten. -In your top ten?

Did I meet any women?

We got two more hours to go. Man, I don't want to hear that shit.

Remember what my main man Spivey said. Don't get any in the car.

Look, son, just be careful. That's all I'm saying to you, all right?

Sign of a local nigga unravelling

One last thing.

Bleeding fatalities Too many formalities

I can live with them odds.

@ people hating on new drake album

Deadly combination. You know what I'm saying?

Hey, yo, back up! Hey, back up, back up! Let the man breathe.

That way. That way.

-What does he do? -D'Andre's an agent.

In my line of work, last names aren't needed.

-Everything's good? -Ah, you know, it's all right.

It's me, baby. It's Lala.

But fuck the game if it ain't saying nothing

-Look, I need some money. -Mm-hmm.

-Look at the pants on that kid, man. -Let's go, baby.

I just want you to know-- I don't do drugs. I'm clean.

-What you stalling for? -Everything you got you got from me.

No, we're not going to follow you.

I ain't got no more time to be trying to beg your forgiveness or nothing,

Wash them. Cook for you.

Come on, let's walk.

Jesus, I always thought of you as a son. You know that, right?

Miss Shuttlesworth.

Don't be afraid, don't fall asleep Open your mind

Nubian sisters. Africa. The whole nine. I'm telling you, man.

Oh, yeah, baby. Fuck me now.

And I ain't talking about no love. I'm talking about...

I'm not asking you to commit a homicide here. I'm asking you to just give me...

Not the house I'm going to get you.

but you got any idea where you're going to go with this thing?

Use basketball as a tool.

for that broken-down 'ho you been messing around with.

I'm Roy Williams from the University of Kansas.

Whoo-hoo! Good pass, James!

Do me a favour. Go lock the door.

Here, let me help you up.

You know, your pops, bugged out as he is right now,

Big Time, it's cool.

Jesus, the fact remains, you took the do-re-mi, pal. Think back with me.

What's up, son?

Everything's been arranged.

Hello. I'm Dean Smith, the basketball coach, University of North Carolina.

-Do what a black man got to do. -Where you going?

We can all go back early, if you just...

You're not a free man.

back in the day, he could play some ball, yeah.

I'm serving time for that right now.

-Which hand are you supposed to be shooting with? -Left.

Are you, like, religious or something?

-Naw, I don't know yet. -You're not holding out on me, are you?

and, uh, I got two children.

I still got dreams. I got plans too. Big plans.

-You got a dick, don't you? -Without a doubt.

Everybody look what's going down

He's supposed to be, taking care of his little sister.