Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We kept him on the outside.
And the shooters who dropped Kima? They're still in the wind.
Motherfucker, because napkins expensive and shit.
Nothing.
-And we paid him for the lookout. -What y'all need him for?
It's over, your wire's cold.
Wallace?
How I'm gonna reach y'all?
Ronnie, I want you to take that back to whoever's on the hunt...
Come on.
You got back-doored, too?
I don't want this Payless-wearing motherfucker representing me.
Is that Avon's money?
Yeah, he's looking out for your interests.
He's just a punk, that's all.
What's that?
AY YO WHITT WHERE’S WALLACE
Not just the shooters, but the ones who make the dirt happen.
Just so there's no misunderstanding...
Lieutenant...
Kid, you better think.
And this business with the senator's driver.
how'd those troopers know to pull you over?
Like Orange Fanta some Shit Like That? Nah These Shits Were Hella Fresh, Fresher than the Fresh Prince
Wire's dead, but we're looking into a bug in the man's nightclub.
-All right, go get them shits. -How am I gonna talk to my girl?
I raised that boy, and I raised him right.
-Anything? -Table scraps.
He was in there changing his fucking clothes.
Y'all my niggers, yo.
How y'all get the safe in here, and you can't get it out?
So we got Bird and Bey.
Ask yourself what's out there that can still hurt you.
-State's attorney's returning this? -Fast as he can.
check on a kid we got stashed down there?
You leaving, you stirred up some shit.
he shouldn't have been there alone.
Put out enough so we can keep hold of them towers.
Game over. Where the fuck y'all at?
-Anything up? -With me?
You know he talked about the club, at least.
Where the fuck is Wallace? Where's Wallace, String?
Not that you messed up. You did everything right.
Day-Day.
That we give a damn about who they are or what they want?
You like this crib? I put you in this crib. You like it?
when he drove down to Franklin Terrace.
Turn around, face the car, put your hands on the roof.
I got room at my place, she can lay up with me.
We're hunting her shooters...
-$150,000. -$150,000?
A lot of people came through that district.
Keep them.
-So no more pay phones? -You deaf? I said no phones.
Where’s
You better come out now.
If that's all you're doing, how is it you have people...
-Yeah. -We got something real.
That's the fucking game.
I am?