Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

? Leavin' they nigga essence In the air?
Fuck y'all lookin' at?
Oh, Lord have mercy. Security. Security.
♪ Till the war is won ♪
♪ Chop, chop, chop ♪
Now, are we gonna have that drink or what?
Ow!
He's on fire!
♪ The promise Of what's to come ♪
Are you ashamed of us? VERY.
I consider this place to be family,
H-E-A-V-E.
But sometimes I have prophetic dreams.
They must think your shit smell
Code Black at the main gate.
and ran out of toilet paper after the second time.
? Don't trust them new niggas Over there?
That was fine with me, you know what I'm sayin'.
That's some old bullshit.
? Don't trust them big nostrils Over yonder?
Well, I'm Ruckus. Uncle Ruckus, no relation.
Now, we goin' to this party,