Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know how you're feeling, man.

Shit! Carolina had me scared, but I held my own.

- Suga! SUGA: I'm coming!

Debo ended up going to jail for about 4 years.

You about to burn--

- Hey! MAN: Hey!

Say we owe 3900, by tomorrow.

ELROY: Day-Day?

- In no way. How y'all doing anyway? ALL: Fine.

I don't know about you two. I don't know about this sugar shit.

[JOKER MUMBLING]

[ELROY SNORING]

- Mm-hm, well, can I look for myself? CRAIG: No, you cannot.

- Get your ass out of here. -I'm just a bitch-ass nigga.

We working around the store doing anything I tell him to do.

Oh, my stomach. Hey!

- Hey, foolios. -Hey!

- This ain't bad, right? -Yeah, it is.

[BOTH GRUNTI NG]

- Just make sure you take care of my boy. -Don't worry, big bro.

This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen.

Kiss my ass So what!

Put hot sauce on my burrito! Land Now! Before I Piss Myself

I almost spilled my yak on this $200 suit, nigga.

They're tight. And then since I had this...

- Who the fuck are those guys, Day-Day'? -Let it go, man. Trust me.

You been chewing on this before you came in?

- Can I get out this window right here? -I thought you came up here to see me.

Why don't y'all do something about this shit?

DAY-DAY: I say you go by yourself.

What you want? Another Big Pun CD? Kelly Price?

Come on. Get up!

[CHEECO BARKING]

Come on! Come on!

...you ain't got no gun...

- It works. -Still gonna smell it.

Superlove is something That they say is very rare

Just tell him to come over here and talk to me.

Hey, don't sit on that couch! Put some paper down.

This isn't The Love Connection, holmes.

Riding that magic carpet. They ain't got to worry about no gas.

[MACY GRAY'S "SEXOMATIC" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

We live wild. We live rough. I'm telling you.

[BOTH GRUNTI NG]

DEBO: How do we get out'? -How am I supposed to know?

She had a little pudge on her stomach but I ain't pay no attention to it.

[CHEECO SNORING]

[HO-KYM CHUCKLES]

- What the fuck you looking at, ése? -Nothing. I...

You know she's lying.

- I hate you, man. -Hey, hey.

Don't try to stick me with some 30-year payment plan. That's for suckers.

Because this shit is killing my sack.

[R&B MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

GHETTO TALK ENT.

ELROY: Nephew, you got perfect timing.

I think Karla's got jungle fever, ése!

You don't have to send your posse out here to do a 187 in my ass.

- I don't know yet. -Tsk.

You got knocked the fuck out.

Haley you clownin too?

you're supposed to live happily ever after.

I can't get jiggy with this shit

Hey, man, you ran over my skateboard.

I fell in some mud and it's all your fault.

I know. This is a long way from Watts, huh?

CRAIG: In the movies, when you beat up the neighborhood bully...

- Ooh, you got a fat ass. -All right. All right.

- We're gonna get you a ride. DAY-DAY: Run! Run! Run!

Let's make him wait.

What the--? Hold this, eh.

Cheeco. You've got to go ahead of us. Don't get seen.

CRAIG: Hey, man-- PINKY: I said, don't say a word.

DAY-DAY: Why y'all let her do this shit?

In the dark and in your world It's everywhere

- What did we do? Tell us. -Why he need tape?

You can't quit me. I'm pregnant with your baby.

But I'm tired, man.

Man, after paying taxes and lawyer fees and all daddy's bad-ass credit...

ever since i started htf/ltf smt my pussy rate done went *poof*

TYRONE: Where are we going anyway, man?

I'm gonna kick that Craig's butt.

It's something better than air. I could tell how funny he act.

Yeah, that's our pump!

Fosatchy. F-O-satchy.

...as long as you let me hit it.

I fell in some mud and it's all yo fault

- Is there a problem, officers? COP 3: Don't move!

And you lucky, nigga.

No, he's right here.

I'm gonna sure miss him.

Yes, what is this, huh?

What numbers did you pick?

Ooh, you even cuter than your baby pictures.

You're supposed to be a thousand feet from my house!

Oh, I gotta go to the bathroom. Ugh.

We living good, eating shrimps and steak.

You Uncle Willie's son.

[KARLA CH UCKLES]

[YELLS THEN GRUNTS]

I didn't drop you on your head when you were a kid. What's wrong with you?

If you ain't back in 10 minutes, I'm

DAY-DAY: Joker, don't do that, man. -You haven't seen my Aztec warrior.

- None of these windows work in here. ROACH: I got an idea.

You're right, that's what I said. But soon as I got my check, I was gone!

Ain't got but two bullets in the motherfucker.

Give me that gun. Here, Debo!

Y'all can't fuck with the police

My mind. That's what I lost. Ain't this my yard?