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Up to you ass sniffer
My pills. Thank you.
Let the boy have a swing.
Stan Blocker, a scout for the nigger leagues.
Hey Boss He Aint Workin
That's my boy.
EYES FRONT, MISTER!
That's it. I'd sure like to see that place when you get it all up and runnin'.
If you push my button, there's no telling what I may do...
Negro leagues, actually.
I ain't said nothin' about the Jell-O.
- Him? - He can't be worse than the rest.
You still got that map?
Take the dogs around the house!
- Does this mean I'm in? - Nah, you'd probably slow me down.
Jalen just ‘Can’t Get Right!
My account balance: +$1400
Press the wrong button, nigger pop.
Why ain't that pick Swingin
And getting out took on a whole new meaning.
I think we can make it.
And you, Slick, don't try to run, don't try to escape.
Whatever you done, I'm not impressed.
If you let him have it, you'll be ironing his drawers.
What's your problem, sittin' around lookin' all sad and shit?
Run! Go! Just haul ass!
kimberley waltham and sharon whiteman. kimberley provost and frances whiteman.
We gonna knock that shit right off the team!
Friends of yours, old-timer?
- Do I smell French? - That's it.
...thinkin' what my life could've been if I never bumped into you.
Get up underneath that motherfucker. Do your thing!
- Right here. - Melvin Banks, Esquire, Attorney at Law.
The man said he was gonna put in a good word. Explain yourself.
My goodness.
I know it's 1932.
Thank you.
...but it sure wasn't the last.
Welcome Cam Newton! To the sit your ass down room!
Every time you start talkin', I almost fall...
I don't wanna hear a sound. Got some fresh meat for ya.
That's quite a haul.
What's goin' on here?
...I think I'm gonna just take the choirboy.
Maybe you haven't noticed, but this is a prison.
Show me that grandboy!
Been to Guitar Center? On JW Clay? Man I damn near lived at the Guitar Center
No. These are whites-only pies.
Can't get right ftw
I know the Bitch in here somewhere. They bet me down to my socks
Norfolk! Spartans! Get your sorry asses over here!
I'm a man, and I called you soft.
Hold up one second...
And I raise you ten.
- Come on, son. - We love you, boy.
I didn't go to night school to dig no ditch.
Get up!
How do we get home without money?
Happy birthday!
What in the world?
That way, when he set the infirmary on fire...
Fuck You, Uncle Kyle! -Hackelm.
Rick Be Like.... Oh Yard Boy.
The liquor was ours.
$1200 Stimulus Check...
Boss she ain’t working
White-only pies.
We'll see who go to sleep.
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- Ray. - I don't want no Jell-O.
Ray provided the moonshine...
I've seen it all before.
...share my wisdom, but do they listen?
They'll know by how I walk, I ain't from around here.
This ain't the way you treat somebody.
Y'all bring the dogs with me! Come on!
Oh, yard boy, happy birthday!
...never come out of the bathroom.
You are crazy. Your mama gonna be happy when you get home.
Your hand nice and supple, like a lady.
Thats your cornbread...fuck him
You shouldn't have run numbers on Spanky's side of Broadway.
They got gambling, girls.
- Well, do you have any Negro pies? - Claude, come on.
Jeff to the boss….
Oh yard boy
When Dillard found out that Claude was a baseball man...
I never met this man before tonight.
Forty years.
You've been on the farm for quite a spell, haven't you?
Shit. Fuckin' release papers, sittin' over here lookin' sad.
You run afoul of Bob, you run afoul of me.
No está trabajando Jefe Eddie
- Yes, I know you. What is your name? - Claude Banks.
My daddy watch
- Big city boy. - Well, that's too bad.
You one of them soft motherfuckers.
What you think?
He was dead. Looks like murder.
Dark skin niggaz be at work like Boss he ain't working snitching ass niggaz
I'll take one.
We'll find another establishment down the road.
...like the back of my goddamn hand.
...I can get there in two or three days, if somebody helps me with the driving.
It's a perfect plan. We're out.
- What you sittin' around lookin' all sad for? - What am I gonna do out there?
- Thank you. - All right.
The bill? Of course, the bill.
Eyes front mister
Let's leave him here to sleep it off.
That's what I'm talking about!
Tell Corona bout the lysol spray if she don't respect the gunline boss Oh yeah the gunline
That girl got gams...
I know an old bitch named Dellah hit harder than you
As a man think it, so shall he get.
At least pick somebody who can watch your back.
That's it. The Tide has taken enough of a beating.
That's good.
- So, what were they, bootleggers? - Something like that.
There's no way to make up for 40 years.
- How did it start? - Probably old wires.
Don't be scared of the ball.
I feel lucky tonight, too.
Can’t Get Right
You goin' back to the farm now? Pick your tomatoes?
I'm from New York City, goddamn it.
What you lookin' at, Ray?
Why do you think they call him Jangle Leg?
And in case you haven't met this handsome young fella...
Steak Taste like Butter!!!!!’