Poetic Justice
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:14:08
Let's cut the bullshit.
:14:10
Now, what do you really,
really want f rom me?

:14:16
-You wanna smell my poonani?
-Yeah.

:14:23
You'd like that, huh?
:14:27
Hold on a minute, baby.
:14:30
Jessie? Come here
f or a minute, please.

:14:36
What?
:14:38
This fine, young, dark brother...
:14:41
...said he wanna smell my poonani.
:14:45
Really?
:14:47
Poonani?
:14:50
-Should I let him?
-Yeah.

:15:03
What do you think?
:15:05
You need to get your ass some
breath mints. Crazy black bitches.

:15:10
Get your ass out of here.
:15:12
I don't know
why I f uck with these hoes.

:15:15
Here, man.
:15:18
Don't smoke it.
Take a stamp too.

:15:21
God bless you, brother.
Bless you, man!

:15:25
I'm not f ucking with 101st no more.
:15:27
I told that lady about them dogs.
She wants her mail, she gets it herself.

:15:33
Did you not once consider
using your Mace?

:15:37
Mace? That's like Binaca to rottweilers.
Y'all don't pay me enough!

:15:42
-You're saying you don't want your job?
-Here you go.

:15:48
Fucked his nose up.
:15:51
Right in the middle, man.
Just like Robin Hood.

:15:54
Y'all wanna get your asses to work
bef ore you get fired?

:15:58
-What's up, sergeant?
-What's happening?


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