Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

pull the truck up, bust through those French doors.

Get a peanut butter cup and a can of Lipton's tea.

Fucking charmer, this one.

She was a gypsy woman

You come see me.

You're done, Bird.

You'll never make Major at this rate.

Once I have the package, I bring it down here to you, and you put it out.

Yeah, I got it.

Greggs is on the back and we're on the front, so you tell me.

Yeah, you was ahead of me.

Now, I know I got one more high left in me...

-So, wait on black, yo? -What's white on black?

Can I get one more?

The Lindsey case, right?

go to some meetings and pee when they tell you to pee.

-inside the court. -10-4, 12-08.

-Yeah, leave that shit right there. -That's nice, that's straight.

-No jail? -No jail.

Anyone got a smoke?

Son of a bitch!

So, between her and Omar, a match on the gun gets us over.

What the fuck is that

So if you've earned it, come on up and get it.

not a pot to piss in, and anyone that ever knew me or loved me...

I'm not back with them, Rawls sticks it to me.

Good to see you. You remember my husband, Cedric?

-Give it up, son! -Cut him off, cut him off!

I'm thinking it might be a drug thing, or maybe straight-up robbery.

-Is it Wednesday morning? -I'm not drunk.

Let's see how he plays it.

He in the wind.

You mean the god of my understanding?

Go down to the machines.

So if there's anybody out there that sees that bottom coming up at them...

Truck, I ditched that shit up off Cold Spring Lane, man.

Where you been?

Vice-chair on the budget committee.

We got an address we want to hit?

Plead guilty to possession and convince the drug court judge...

It's 'cause when it came time for you to fuck me...

You need to be able to charge both them murders...