Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just didn't wanna smoke alone.
- What's up, Julio? Great to see you.
- Stop crying!
[knock on door]
[cans clattering]
- Please, Memo, don't make this awkward.
- We're poor. We need those cans.
I don't wanna talk to that piece of shit right now.
Stop fuckin' crying and be a man.
♪ Whichever you are ♪
You know, steal from the broke and give to the poor.
♪ You're fucked up, Ronnie ♪
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to be friends with anyone.
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- Hey, fool.
- I'll get my shoes.
between a poor individual such as myself
Dawg, I can light my own shit.
I'm fuckin' poor.
Because I don't have a motherfuckin' house to live in