Look at you and your free ass. Come here, boy, gimme a mother****in' hug.
Good lookin' out, man. I don't know what to say. Thank you, thank you...
Uh-huh. Who was there for your ass?
You were there for my ass.
Who?
You.
Who?
You!
Whooo?
You ****, damn!
You goddamn right. That's how that shit works: you get your ass in trouble, I get your ass out. That's my mother****in' job. And I don't mind telling you, ****, it's steady work.
I'm still scared as a mother****er, O.D. They talking like they serious as hell giving me time for that machine gun shit.
Aw, come on, man, they just trying to put a fright in your ass.
Well, if that's what they doin', they done did it.
How old is that machine gun shit?
About three years...
Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the **** running around killing people today, now how are they gonna find room for you?
