Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She was so cool.
Yo.
You're gonna need this in the music business.
Yeah, um... I'm out of here.
DARIUS: Oh, hoo-hoo.
(man speaks indistinctly on TV)
-Okay? Don't be a... -(pounding, growling)
It's a gun.
(siren chirps)
Yeah.
I'm gonna leave the safety of my house
Um, half a joint.
Nigga's so confused.
fill it up and leave it in the cupboard.
I know you're Tara. You're Tara.
Yo, so let me get this straight.
* For goodness sakes *
Kidnapping's serious. You know that, right? Willy?
* Hey *
CURTIS: Fool. That's what that is.
(siren wailing)
I don't know
while 12 outside.
boy, what is you talking about?"
Hey, Earn.
No, he's on house arrest. Yvonne called.
(siren wailing)
(distant arguing)
Word? I was just listening to that nigga.
* Hey, love *
Sure.
But make sure he gives you your change first.
(car horn honking)
Willy gave it to me.
-CURTIS: Fool. -DROOP: Damn.
Who-who are you?
(mouths)
Yo-yo, can you stash this for a little bit over here?
-Cool. Cool. -Cool.
Can you drop me off somewhere?
(arguing continues)
Why would anyone even do that? (chuckles)
What the fuduck is that?
Hey, Droop.
Nigga, what?