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Oh, yeah. Good for him.
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I don't know where he's goin' or what he's doin', but I sure hope to God he makes it.
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This is Bandit I. Over.
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Where the hell are you?
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Where the hell are you?
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Smokey was on our tail. We had to take a detour to ditch the motherfu...
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-- Breaker, this is Banana Peel...
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-- Yeah, Breaker go head on.
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-- Yeah, Breaker go head on.
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-- Thanks much. I'd like to get me a Smokey report?
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-- Thanks much. I'd like to get me a Smokey report?
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-- Road looks clean as a hound's tooth.
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-- Road looks clean as a hound's tooth.
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-- Okey, doke. Last one to the Roadeo is a homo.
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Yeah, shit -- hell, you're right. I'm sorry.
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You shot me and murdered my friends.
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You shot me and murdered my friends.
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I did. We -- yeah, I know.
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I did. We -- yeah, I know.
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And threw us into the lake.
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And threw us into the lake.
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Pretty much, yep.
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...I forgive you Darwin.
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Shoot, I appreciate that man.
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Shoot, I appreciate that man.
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If I needed your I.D. and your car and me and my brothers were wanted by the law, I woulda killed you to get 'em too.
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If I needed your I.D. and your car and me and my brothers were wanted by the law, I woulda killed you to get 'em too.
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You woulda?
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You woulda?
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Oh hell yeah. We's just in the wrong place at the wrong time. So don't feel so bad dude.
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Oh hell yeah. We's just in the wrong place at the wrong time. So don't feel so bad dude.
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Damn... alright then.
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Damn... alright then.
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I don't mind now anyway. You know, up here in Heaven, it's beautiful. Way better than fuckin' Hawaii or any place like that.
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Really?
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I'm glad I'm here. I love it. I'm gonna get laid by some fine ass angels and then go hang out with Jesus and them.
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-- Forget about the tissue damage you're doing to the heart itself. Sustained cocaine abuse will segue you from a very painful ventricular fibrillation into full cardiac arrest. Buddy, nobody knows about your condition, or your drug use. Why you lied to me, knowing that I'd find out anyway, I'll never know, but it imperative now that I see you.
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That's not possible. I told you.
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That's not possible. I told you.
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There are certain meds, certain intravenous measures that can counteract some of the damage you've done, but I'd have to administer them myself.
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There are certain meds, certain intravenous measures that can counteract some of the damage you've done, but I'd have to administer them myself.
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Won't work, we're just gonna have to chance it man. I'm sorry.
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Won't work, we're just gonna have to chance it man. I'm sorry.
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No. Sorry comes later, when you're in a partial coma with ambulatory paralysis. Sorry comes when we have to decide which of your limbs have to be amputated because severely constricted blood flow has brought about a gangrenous infection, sorry --
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No. Sorry comes later, when you're in a partial coma with ambulatory paralysis. Sorry comes when we have to decide which of your limbs have to be amputated because severely constricted blood flow has brought about a gangrenous infection, sorry --
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-- Fine, fuck, I got it... Lake Tahoe, Nevada. I'll have Hugo book your flight, you can be here in a couple hours. He'll meet you at the airport.
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His law firm, same one that hired me. Israel walked out after he made bail and nobody's seen him since.
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Jack, if the rumors hold and Israel is really the great white whale of snitches, then the mob is looking to put all kinds of bullets into his ass and pour some serious psychotics into the mix to do just that. So what real incentive is there to track him on something as small-time as a skip trace, when it's putting you and yours in the path of severe pain and suffering and an almost certain prelude to doom.
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So I guess you're not going.
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Shit, if you're on a crazy jag, why stop there, why not take Fort Knox with a fucking slingshot or go into Hell after Hitler... I like your chances a lot more.
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Yeah, we've been through that.
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Then quit acting like somebody shit in your cereal bowl. Reed just gave us fifty grand.
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Then quit acting like somebody shit in your cereal bowl. Reed just gave us fifty grand.
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-- Jack, what am I doing? I'm standing here, aren't I? Shouldn't that be enough? That I made the trip?
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-- Jack, what am I doing? I'm standing here, aren't I? Shouldn't that be enough? That I made the trip?
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Your attitude sucks.
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Your attitude sucks.
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I been accused of worse. What do we got...?
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I dunno... Cinnamon roll?
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Cinnamon roll? No, good guess though. No, Hugo that looks like jizz... And I'm no forensic expert mind you, but that looks like some fuckhead shot their load on a twelve-thousand dollar calf's skin jacket. The twist? It's My twelve thousand dollar, calf's skin jacket. So y'got semen, human ejaculate -- -- that's been allowed to soak in for what, six, seven hours now? Work it's way into the fabric-fuck'n fibers -- and while you may never see it in a Tide commercial, I think it still safely qualifies as a "tough, deep down stain."
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...I'm sorry...
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Are you a fucking colossal idiot?
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Are you a fucking colossal idiot?
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I am. Yeah.
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I am. Yeah.
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Without peer?
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Without peer?
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I -- uh, yeah, I guess, yeah.
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Answer your fucking pages! I've been calling for fifteen minutes, we need you up here to clean NOW!
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That's right! RIGHT NOW!
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That's probably him now...
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...See, this is one'a them rare moments when y'ass get a chance to be completely honest... and if I'm asking you what you said to Mecklen, assume the shit is rhetorical... so assume I already know.
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Y'ain't never had to wash another man's blood off, dig it out y'fingernails... Y'had us for that. Y'ain't ever made a real beef on y'own, shit as light in the ass as you are, I'll bet you ain't ever made anything more than a fuck'n fist your whole life. So if you think I'mma let your lil' punk-ass, with the dirt I've done for you, in the eleventh hour, sell me off like some fucking field nigger, hand me up to the Feds like y'last chip, then you done gone straight out-your-motherfucking MIND!
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That's Mecklen. The deal's closing. I can pick that phone up and I can work this out. You'll walk with me.
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And I vibe that kiddo, I do indeed, but it's one'a those fait accompli things, you have to --
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I don't have to do shit! Which includes cooperating any further with these motherfuckers until I get what I want! Alright, fuck it, if we gotta hand 'em somebody from our end and they're being hard-ons about it -- make it Hugo, him I don't mind. He needs that regimented thing that prison provides --
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I don't have to do shit! Which includes cooperating any further with these motherfuckers until I get what I want! Alright, fuck it, if we gotta hand 'em somebody from our end and they're being hard-ons about it -- make it Hugo, him I don't mind. He needs that regimented thing that prison provides --
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-- Buddy, it's bigger than that, they want 'em all, Ivy, Beanie --
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-- Buddy, it's bigger than that, they want 'em all, Ivy, Beanie --
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-- this isn't a swap meet Morrey, they're getting Sparazza and the west coast syndicate, giftwrapped, now if that's not good enough --
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No question, no, you're right. We gotta do what's good for us now.
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Fuckin' A, first survive, yes?
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Fuckin' A, first survive, yes?
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Y'gotta, y'gotta. But d'ya think they'll kick ransom for that little prick, assuming we get to'm.
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Y'gotta, y'gotta. But d'ya think they'll kick ransom for that little prick, assuming we get to'm.
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Yeah, y'ain't heard the punchline, yet and before I get to it, one more thing I heard, little curious, should probably bring it up... Primo wants Israel's heart. The actual thing, the organ.
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... Jesus... what for?
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-- who can say. He's off his onion, y'know, he's old school Sicilian, this is how they hate.
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-- who can say. He's off his onion, y'know, he's old school Sicilian, this is how they hate.
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Wow.
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Wow.
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Hey, we nab Israel, they pay t'get'm back, I'll cut the fuckin' thing out m'self, no extra charge. My thing is, we crew up, let's not fuck around, someone's cousin, some Zip off the boat from Naples, let's get pros, people who know how to behave.
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Hey, we nab Israel, they pay t'get'm back, I'll cut the fuckin' thing out m'self, no extra charge. My thing is, we crew up, let's not fuck around, someone's cousin, some Zip off the boat from Naples, let's get pros, people who know how to behave.
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Yeah, there's a pair'a broads I'm thinking might be good for this.
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Yeah, there's a pair'a broads I'm thinking might be good for this.
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Chances are, they're gonna get into some shit too, hafta put people down.
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Chances are, they're gonna get into some shit too, hafta put people down.
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That's not a problem. Are we goin' outta pocket ourselves?
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That's not a problem. Are we goin' outta pocket ourselves?
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Yeah, I can front this.
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Yeah, I can front this.
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Well just so I got a quote in my head. What's the rate for the Swede?
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Well just so I got a quote in my head. What's the rate for the Swede?
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That's the punchline, y'ready?
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That's the punchline, y'ready?
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Shoot.
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Shoot.
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A million flat.
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A million flat.
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No shit.
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No shit.
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None whatsoever.
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Well, I'm hearin' the Swede's been dispatched, he's flying so --
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Well, uh -- damn, alright, so he's headed in, does that -- where does that leave us?
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-- No, no, not when y'can see the shore. I hear ya.
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Okay, well, y'know, then we just gotta get Israel.
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Okay, well, y'know, then we just gotta get Israel.
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I'm working on it.
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I'm working on it.
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Bag this fucker Buzzy.
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Bag this fucker Buzzy.
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It's gettin' done Sid.
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Georgia on my mind wit'yo fine ass. You know you saved this black man.
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You know I did baby... And a deep, dark one at that. Now if you ain't a dog, which you don't look like --
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You know I did baby... And a deep, dark one at that. Now if you ain't a dog, which you don't look like --
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-- never in a million girl --
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-- never in a million girl --
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-- good, then all you got to be is grateful.
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-- good, then all you got to be is grateful.
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No doubt. That's my moms there, taught me them skills.
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No doubt. That's my moms there, taught me them skills.
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You love her?
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You love her?
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My mamma? C'mon shorty, y'gotta ask? You hurtin' pretty bad?
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My mamma? C'mon shorty, y'gotta ask? You hurtin' pretty bad?
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Got hit twice.
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Got hit twice.
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It's going around ain't it? Mafuckas catching bullets like the common cold up in this bitch. I think I accidentally shot and killed my boy today.
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It's going around ain't it? Mafuckas catching bullets like the common cold up in this bitch. I think I accidentally shot and killed my boy today.
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Well, if it's any comfort, I's goin' in to there to act a fool baby. Straight rockin' heat and slayin' niggas --
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Well, if it's any comfort, I's goin' in to there to act a fool baby. Straight rockin' heat and slayin' niggas --
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For real?
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For real?
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Mmm-hmm... and your boy very well mighta been one of 'em.
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Mmm-hmm... and your boy very well mighta been one of 'em.
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True?
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True?
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Like a mafucka.
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Like a mafucka.
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That takes some of the sting out.
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That takes some of the sting out.
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I probably woulda busted on you too... and what a shame that woulda been.
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I probably woulda busted on you too... and what a shame that woulda been.
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I feel like I know you girl. I feel like I've known you forever. You gonna lemme see your scars?
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I feel like I know you girl. I feel like I've known you forever. You gonna lemme see your scars?
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You do the right thing. Sit with me while I heal, let it develop slow.
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You do the right thing. Sit with me while I heal, let it develop slow.
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What were you doin' here anyway?
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What were you doin' here anyway?
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'Spose to kill this fool named Buddy Israel.
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Why?
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'Cuz we don't need to draw any more shit down on our heads. We hit whoever's between us and Israel. I don't want to dead the whole floor and I don't want to be killing women no matter how they make a living.
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'Cuz we don't need to draw any more shit down on our heads. We hit whoever's between us and Israel. I don't want to dead the whole floor and I don't want to be killing women no matter how they make a living.
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Wait, I'm getting some fucked up feedback off that earpiece --
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When them tricks hit the lobby, holla at me and I'm gonna meet them on the way up, blend in. Once I get inside, I'mma put m'Nina to Israel's head and back out hot. Anybody's fucks with that program, y'break 'em off. They get gully --
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I'mma grip and rip girl. I got some handloads here ready to cut heads.
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I'mma grip and rip girl. I got some handloads here ready to cut heads.
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Jus' remember, this is more rescuin' shit than rampagin' shit... What are you shootin'?
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Jus' remember, this is more rescuin' shit than rampagin' shit... What are you shootin'?
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...Girl, y'know I had to bring big mamma through.
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You got the fifty up? Bitch y'tryin' t'take down a jumbo jet? Blown the moon out the sky? T'fuck you wanna get that grimy?
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The try t'wild out on my boo and it's on and crackin'! I'm layin' niggas out.
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The try t'wild out on my boo and it's on and crackin'! I'm layin' niggas out.
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Damn, this kevlar ridin' up on me, I wish they made this more sheer.
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Girl, lemme ask you somethin' and I want you t'tell me straight up, since I got my suspicions and y'know I ain't one t'talk circles... you gay?
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What!?
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What!?
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Ain't nuthin' wrong wit' it.
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Ain't nuthin' wrong wit' it.
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Damn! Why you trippin' like that?
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Damn! Why you trippin' like that?
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-- I don't know, I feel like you always pushin' up on me, gettin' close and I love you baby, in every way you can love a bitch, 'cept that one.
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-- I don't know, I feel like you always pushin' up on me, gettin' close and I love you baby, in every way you can love a bitch, 'cept that one.
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I ain't even goin' dignify that. You my road dog. We threw up sets. Plus you stank.
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I ain't even goin' dignify that. You my road dog. We threw up sets. Plus you stank.
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Fuck you.
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What'd you say?
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Not you. Some assholes on the elevator... are these bitches on a permanent smoke break or what? Why the fuck they call'm "working girls."
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...Shhhhhhit... girl, there's these two dudes, just sittin' here in this elevator, all shot up...
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What?
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What?
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They musta been beefin' big time with one another, cuz this shit, got way past words, whatever it was.
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They musta been beefin' big time with one another, cuz this shit, got way past words, whatever it was.
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...What are they doin' right now...?
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And so I get this straight, we gotta go in, bust on this punk and remove the heart? Is that for real?
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No, no, no, y'gotta go in and get him, pull'm out of wherever he at, forget all that other shit, that's just f'flavor. I'm still getting lil' bits'a this-n-that from this cat Padiche, the man contacting me... Right now, what we got -- -- Is a number and a name... Buddy Israel.
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No, no, no, y'gotta go in and get him, pull'm out of wherever he at, forget all that other shit, that's just f'flavor. I'm still getting lil' bits'a this-n-that from this cat Padiche, the man contacting me... Right now, what we got -- -- Is a number and a name... Buddy Israel.
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What else did Padiche say?
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What else did Padiche say?
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He said that the shit could get hot, could get heavy... I said good. 'Cuz I got two of the hottest, heaviest bitches alive.
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