Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mm-mmm. Somethin' I can do foryou?
I mean, I can look out for myself,
I got to take the baby to the sitter.
So how was it?
Don't be comin' back all hours of the ni ght.
Definitely.
\ Sip the juice \
Don’t you get tired of this shit
\ The corner's triflin', 'cause Shorty's here \
\ Big Don \\
\ The naughty, nappy, nasty nigger \
Who the fuck killed Porter?
That's no good.
get the wind behind your back,
This nigga scared
Nickelback, Mutha***** !
You got the juice now!
Bullshit! You know me better.
[Bell Rings]
Somebody say ho.
Yo, man.
He wanted All the juice
No, man.
See ifyour father's hungry!
do what we got to do, and jet.
It's my deejay audition.
Don't do that!
\ Goin'down forthe count\
Oh Donny!!!
Tell us about Radames.
Why don't you tell me what it is now,
see how you been doin'.
I got it from Sweets.
What happened, man?
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There's going to be a lot of deejays there, right?
Mr. Quiles was regularly harassed by local gangs.
You're fucked up, man.
Mrs. Sanders ain't going for that late shit no more.
You all right?
You're on yourway to the finals.
Let's go.
[Music Plays]
Hell, yeah.
And you're not going in the Army either.
This nigga scared !!!
Ho! Ho!
People been sayin'
Yeah.
- Busted! - Damn!
[Ring]
Keesha. Keesha, wait.
You're still my favorite local deejay.
Shut your fuckin' mouthpiece.
You stop it, man!
When? Where?
It's over!
to try acting like a husband now?
From Ishmal.
and throw down.
Fuck that. We used to be like brothers.
What's goin' on with this garbage?
I’m going to shoot Your pee pee off man
\ But you got to realize \
\ Don't say goodbye \
No.
\ You wanted all-- you wanted all\
This nigga scared
You remember me, Mrs. Porter,
You can't fuck up somethin' that's already fucked up.
\ Props stack up \
What's up?
Of course I'm taking care of myself.
You big fat-head jalopy.
[Coughing]
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[Baby Cries]
Not bad. Let's go chill out somewhere.
My real name is Quincy,
All you could see was that butt.
I don't know why you thought that was so tough.
[Gunshot]
I really liked your tape.
I don't know what's wrong with him.
some bullshit-ass deejay contest.
We're goin' Saturday night, and that's it.
\ And satisfy me \
Yo, what's up, everybody in the house,
Just cause you pour syrup on shit don't make it pancakes
I know who killed him.
What are you nervous about?
This nigga scared This nigga scared
Aah!
Come on.
What do you want from me, man?
Ah, thankyou.
I mean, he was more than a brother.
\ We gonna, we gonna \
\ I'm gonna keep it real, real steady \
\ I'll chill like Pacino \
Pop two quarters in pop tart... Let's get it on!
riverside Mo#%$&@*$!
Come on, come on, I don't have all night.
Ifyou need me, I'll be at the hospital later.
What do you go by?
\ I just might spare one \
A gunman was killed in a shoot-out with police
Those motherfuckers don't give a fuck
Oh, it's up now. Oh, shit.
\ And ya know I had to gat ya \
Yo, Q, go in and get me some cigarettes.
All right, that's it!
Congratulations.
As fat as you are,