Kyle-Lee:
You my man and the whole 9 but you look like a 14-karat Urkel.
Mailika:
You're a runner, Tom. And I just don't have time for that.
Shep:
It's time you and me played.
Shep:
All you gotta do is score, Kyle.
Shep:
You hear that Nutso? The boy here says he owes me. HE owes ME. Are we even? ARE WE EVEN? You don't owe me nothin. You owe yourself and ones who cared to get you here. Believe me. I know.
Birdie:
Check this out. You ain't goin to college or any fuckin where if the Bird Man don't win. You might be on the other team, but you playin for ME. Remember that.
Kyle-Lee:
Why are you doin this man? It's just a game.
Shep:
Not to me.
Kyle-Lee:
I was just thinkin bout spreadin my fingers and poppin my wrist.
Bugaloo:
Man, you look like Daffy Duck with his beak shot off.
Bugaloo:
Yo Kyle, I didn't know you was uncircumcised. Yo, Your dick look like an anteater.
Shep:
Crazy hard, scar your motherfuckin ass, bunks
Motaw:
Riding in SUV with Bugaloo and Kyle... Pull the ar over. Pull it over right here. PULL IT OVER!
Motaw:
Run it niggas. - gets money from the two dealers, then punches both of them in the mouth. Picks up one of the dealers, placed the barrel of a gun into his mouth.- Don't you ever hold out on me again. Understand? -Punches the dealer again.
Motaw:
Getting back in the SUV - Ya'll motherfucker see that? I'm a motherfucking soldier! Now drive!
Bugaloo:
Nigga you need a role model, or a hug, or somethin.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
