Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. Taste it, Baby D.
You starting to think like a dog.
Mm. Oh, man, that's good.
Charity starts en la casa
- Remember what I told you. -I'll remember.
Uh-oh. Oh, no, too much traffic.
Man, I hope Craig got some kind of plan while he in there taking a shit.
Just, uh, got a little mail for you to sign, partner.
Why didn't y'all do nothing when that fat bitch jumped on me?
And I got fired today.
When you're finished with him, come on in.
Yeah, see.
Let me tell you something, bro. Can I say something to you?
We got, uh, a certified this in the mail today.
Taste good. Taste the air. Ah.
Huh?
CAN’T COUNT TO 10, ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU THE GOAT. AIN’T THAT A BITCH?
I'm going home and face the music.
Come on, I got a delivery. It's kind of hot out here, buddy.
- Day-Day is my-- -Shut up!
[WOMAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
You don’t got to deal with Jr I do!
[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
You welcome to use it anytime you want. Shit, you my brother's boy!
Shit had me scared, but I held my own. Fuck that
PINKY: Shit.
Now, lotto stud, close my door, and don't slam it.
- Your cousin Craig, hook us up. -That's it'?
- You broke my board. -It shouldn't have been in the street.
Cheeco.
When he was a kid, he doo-dooed in church.
Shut the fuck up!
SHUT THE FUCK UP I Don’t like you make fun at me if we could be friends I wanna know what the fuck you said to Cindy shit about me vato
[ROACH CHUCKLES]
Mm-hm, I know y'all playing games.
Sorry about that.
- She gonna fuck you up! DAY-DAY: She sprayed a player!
- What? -Man, I can't feel my legs, man.
shit that nigga had me scared but i held my own fuck that
Give me my money back now. And I have no damn receipt.
KARLA: Are you going to give me a ride to see Mommy?
I thought that was you, baby.
Ay I heard a vatos voice in here
You missed with your stick.
You guys are fucked.
- You gotta go over and talk to her. -What you mean, "Talk to her?"
[DOGS BARKING]
Hey, why you cops got to be so violent?
See, I done told you. I done told you.
KISS MY ASS, SO WHAT?
Damn. I knew I shouldn't have eaten all that hot sauce.
What it smell like?
...pit bull, boxers, collies, Seeing Eye dogs.
- That sounds good together, huh? -Yeah, kind of.
- You're staying with us. DAY-DAY: Oh, man.
What's that?
Hey, unc.
Punk ass.
- Stop bullshitting! -My fault, my fault. Heh.
All right, that's enough! Shit! That's enough!
Let's go clean up, man, before Pinky get back.
Cruelty to animals, ése! Cruelty to animals!
...and this shit is over!
CRAIG: You see that? DAY-DAY: I ain't see nothing.
Do you play sports? What team you play for?
I'm the one with the problems!
CRAIG: There's rumors going around the 'hood...
Good, because that's how you're gonna get it.
This bitch know about all the snacks before they hit the street.
I bet you don't get it. I bet you don't get it.
JOKER: Chickenhead. KARLA: Stupid ass.
- Thanks a lot, Craig. CRAIG: Look.
Kiss my ass, So what!?
DAY-DAY: Then there's Baby Joker right there.
Kill his ass! Yeah. Fuck this!
- You motherfuckers. DAY-DAY: Can I help you, sir?
She sells dope, do hair and babysit out the same house.
That's why you're looking at me, because you don't know Baby D.
ELROY: Hey, Willie! How's it going? Still stepping in that dog shit every day?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
I ain't letting shit go. They broke my skateboard!
- I told you she was funny. -Yeah.
Get your punk ass out the car, Craig! This is the rematch!
Day-Day! Don't make me break this window!
Ooh. Nice meeting you, Craig.
Especially my homeboy, Smokey.
ROACH: Yeah, he's here.
Uh-uh, watch.
- I'm fired'? -And, Roach, you fired too.
I’m fired
Shit, that nigga had me scared, but I held my own. Fuck that.
We don't need this shit.
Did you see that? Them niggas just like some wild pit bull dogs.
Them are lugz , and I keep em clean
Oh, hey, that motherfucker owe me some money.
Get your toes away from my mouth! Get your toes out of there!
That's their sister.
That sound like butterflies to me.
Lots of activity
The party's over. Get your chickenheads out of here!
- This is black problems. ROACH: Pinky's.
JOKER: We can give it to the bitches.
[BOTH GRUNTI NG]
- Thanks, nephew. CRAIG: No problem, uncle.
Young man You got knocked the fuck out
[CHUCKLES]
[ELROY GROANING]
High as a giraffe's ass right now
JOKER: Hundreds, 50s. -Roach still got him.
Players fuck up
Come on baby, Get it together
COP 1 : Freeze! COP 2: Let me see your hands!
"Don't grab on Pinky's shit like that."
That's all right, unc. I can't swim neither.
I'm the only one who can yell at him. Where the hell you been'?
- Fat bitch bust my windows. -As soon as he shut the fuck up.
I'm high as a giraffe's ass right now. Ooh.
Peace out.
I lost something. What it look like, fool?
Back to paramount u go
JONES: Oh, no. Oh, no.
CRAIG: I don't see nobody.
- Well, come on. You know what to do. -Ah, shit, Willie!
Look at that grass.