Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Man, I don't know, you know?
We gotta stick together, black men!
- Yeah. Partial scholarship. - You don't run, you don't get tuition.
Who?
- Hey. - And this is Nicole, okay?
These type of problems can be worked out.
It's just...
RUN NIGGA RUN
- Take care. - You too.
- I know what that was. Come on. - It was probably a car.
My dad got laid off from McDonnell Douglas last year.
Billy, no! Stop it! Get a condom!
Please watch your language.
You got that? Do I make myself clear?
Oh, man.
Right?
You have yet to learn the rules of this game.
Partial? That's a mistake. I'm a full-scholarship student.
Fool, all you is, all you ever gonna be, is a runner. Like a horse.
Why?
Y'all better recognize, I'm telling you.
- Don't put too much lipstick on. - Why not?
Shut up. Well, here we are.
They moved me in with a psycho dickhead.
...very few people exercise them.
Hey, yo, what kind of munchies y'all got?
- I don't know. - Right.
We behind enemy lines dog!
Come on, guys, pick it up!
It's my world.
I'm a man! You're nothing!
All of them white.
So, where are you from?
We gonna pound their motherfucking ass...
- You're welcome. - God.
You be like:
What are you doing? Let's go get some fucking candy!
If you don't have the information, one cannot seize power.
No means no! No means no! No means no!
Go.
Run nigga run
I didn't come here to learn that...
Stick! Stick!
Oh, my dear Mr. Williams.
We're roommates, huh?
...and you have to always use transitional phrases.
Kris, what the...? Wait!
What are you doing? No!
- One second. - No. Get a condom.
- Watch out. - Watch it. Watch it.
- I got good eyes. - What book you reading?
- You want to speak to Kristen. - No. No.
Come on, man, listen. I'm sorry.
Oh, Christ Jesus.
- Is that near Compton? - No.
Which one?
Hey.
Secondly, you know, I ain't no faggot.
Why are y'all so quiet?
You listen, you get it together and you do something f or your own people.
Yeah, looking sweet.
Don't I know you? Everybody else, come out with the I.D.'s.
No, I'm not. Neither are you. That's the problem.
Is that right?
Why you always gotta take stuff so far?
I gotta run and study, man.
- To steal the information. All of it. - Yeah, but whose information is it?
Oh, God, what have you been drinking?
- Sellout. - Mr. Williams.
Bye.
Recognize. Take a look around you.
But I'll tell you this. There's nobody on this campus who parties like we do!
- One of the best. - A big-time track star, huh?
- What dorm you staying in? - Why you wanna know where I live?
You're here to study, not to party. Head home and hit those books.
Yeah, man, I understand.
That's pure Aryan blood you're talking to.
But the lesson taught here today...
- Fucking idiots. - Fuck all those niggers, man!