:16:03
You got me, Papa.
:16:28
Peace,
motherfucker.
:16:32
!Suerte!
:16:57
April fool,
motherfucker.
:16:59
I told you not
to make me run, didn't I?
:17:03
This shit's
too tight, yo!
:17:06
Just sit and think about
this ass-whupping you're gonna get.
:17:08
It's gonna be
a long ride to the precinct.
:17:13
Paraphernalia.
Nothing.
:17:15
- Let me call my wife.
- Shut up, corn bread.
:17:18
- Let me call my girlfriend.
- I said shut the fuck up.
:17:21
Easy with the braids, man. What
you got against black men anyway?
:17:24
Supposed to be
like a factory up there.
:17:26
They must've
gotten a heads-up from someone.
:17:28
My kid's got more
indictable shit under his bed.
:17:30
These scales'll get revolved
before we clock out tonight.
:17:33
- Look at him.
- Who's that?
:17:36
Peoples Hernandez.
He's the neighborhood alligator.
:17:39
It's all hi splay up here. He's got
about half a dozen apartments.
:17:43
Keeps changing his shit on us
like it's a shell game.
:17:46
You enjoying the show?
:17:49
Yo, let me see the ball.
:17:54
John, don't do it. Come on.
:17:56
John, come on. No!