Poetic Justice
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:17:01
-Fix that shit.
-lf we gonna do this...

:17:03
...have that crazy hoe you f uck with
hook me up with one of her partners.

:17:07
-I'm gonna hook you up.
-You always say that.

:17:10
-Hook me up.
-You gonna call your cousin?

:17:13
Not yet. We're supposed to find a way
up there anyway f or our music thing.

:17:18
Now it's like I'm getting paid
to go. I'm straight with that.

:17:23
-See you later.
-Where you going?

:17:25
Minding my business.
:17:53
-What's up, nigga?
-Lounging, man.

:17:56
-What y'all niggas doing?
-To be honest?

:17:59
Looking f or some busters to jack.
:18:03
I wanted to tell you something.
Remember Little D? Little Derek?

:18:07
-D-Dog f rom up there?
-Yesterday, he got his ass capped out.

:18:11
-Popped his ass out, straight twisted.
-Gone?

:18:16
But we gonna get the f ools
that got him.

:18:19
-Ain't no thing but a chicken wing.
-Yeah.

:18:23
-See you.
-All right. Peace.

:18:26
-Yeah, peace.
-There won't be no peace today.

:18:29
Get you a motherf ucking
tune-up, nigga.

:18:38
There he is.
Mr. Postman working motherf ucker here.

:18:43
-Don't start. What's up, Bone?
-What's up?

:18:46
-Shit. I can't call it.
-How you feeling?

:18:50
-Tired than a motherf ucker.
-Tired, huh?

:18:54
This ain't none of that chronic,
but you can use some of this Thai bud.

:18:57
They checking my piss at work.
I can't f uck with it.


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