Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, I'm not a politician, I'm an academic.
Or was it the goose that laid the golden egg?
And Shamrock has a separate phone for calling Bell.
And I keeps one in the chamber, in case you pondering.
- You game rooster. - Let's go, Justin.
Hell, yeah, I told your ass not to steal the badminton set.
No, he come and go. But it's the spot since the war started.
I'm a type A, Jimmy.
This is the same place... We used to run through this motherfucker...
I mean, I'm gonna put their name and picture up on the wall in the gym.
– Even if I miss, I can't miss. – I admire a man with confidence.
Lot of new faces round here, man. Way too many, you ask me.
Yellow tops, yellow tops, got them yellow tops.
- I'm on top of it. - Why don't you move?
- Little undercard shit, maybe, you know. - Yeah, but still, you was Golden Gloves.
I will say I'm glad I tried.
Translate that for me, will you, Erv? I don't speak his fucked-up lingo.
So, I'm hoping you could keep that shit to five.
They need headgear, they need guards, cups, you know...
G-man.
Fists was rolled up.
Whitey sale, whitey sale. One for three, three for five.
The one thing I do miss about my neighborhood...
back when there were still some of those around.
I mean, I feel like the way we left it, I can't just roll up on the man, you know?
Speak your mind, Russell.
Whitey sale, whitey sale!
- Right. - 4:47.
Hey.
A big payout for what we put in, man.
one way or another you gonna pay for this shit.
Ain't no need to go back out. You ain't got to prove nothing.
That's right.
What you saying? He's running game?
You, Justin.
Chunky Coates gets his grant money same way everyone does.
He figures if Tony's gonna be running against the Mayor...
But if you keep it up, before you know it...
Tonight, I mean, I'm gonna kick back and just enjoy this view.
Oh, God, no, no...
Man, these kids gonna get rained on.
Look, I done showed you the good.
- not a rough-and-tumble nigga like Slim. - That nigga took our money, man.
Well, when the time is right, I will.
- I got Rhonda, you raise Daniels. - Okay.
you gonna get trucked.
All right. Take it to him, now.