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'cause they're occupied by the drug dealers.
Tyrell, why weren't you in school today?
$430, it better be.
you got Barksdale's people, East Siders and freelancers, too.
You're ready to take it down a notch, aren't you?
Go on to the next phone, do the same.
Vincent Street is like Switzerland or Amsterdam.
- Yes, you are, String. - So we're still talking more return...
Yo.
- without us even knowing it. - That ain't the point.
and the properties are condemned.
How big a win bonus?
Spider bags here!
Man, I would murder that...
I can't even get up my front steps...
or you swallow your goddamn pride and rejoin this unit.
- Ready to go? - Yeah. Are you all right to drive?
when I was ready to put in some work. But no answer.
And they wanna pay Johns Hopkins money.
- Bullshit, man. - You, too?
- And if Donette call me... - I know.
- Garcia... - Valdez.
Are there any numbers on the front of your fucking house?
All that good shit comes out of New York.
That's good. Mayor Tommy.
Oh, I knew he'd have his cherry busted, but not like this.
Stringer's out of reach.
- Marla Daniels. I'm running for... - Gonna take a run at Eunetta Perkins.
attorneys, zoning offices.
Then we on this off-brand-ass strip right here.
Account information confirms he's had that number listed...
Yo, spider bags!
And all the while, Stringer's using his cell phone...
That shit don't make sense.
Motherfuck you, too.
You'll get used to these academic types, Bunny.
Then I'll shove off.
But residential?
I would not risk losing them. No way.
How you doing, Donette?
We've been off him too long.