You ain't my daddy, and you ain't payin' any of my bills. Son, gimme that truck back! See, in the hood, most of us won't reach the age of 21. And we had the place all to ourself. The mother of Mecca is right here before me. His only Son Didn't He do it - Abraham didn't ask no questions - Thank you, baby. You ain't winning nothin' anyway.
This-- Hey, this ain't mine! The guns are as follows: 1. This still my motherbleepin' house, motherbleeper! After that, in the nighttime, cut the hair on my balls. Fool, I told you I don't want no damn Watchtower! Brother deacon, get the collection plate around on that side. I also realized how much I love you. See, now, that's what I'm talking about, Shabomboo.
That's Swahili for doggy style. I mean, I need somebody to help me change all them diapers. This still my mothafuckin house, mothafucka. Loc Dog was America's worst nightmare. Well, what I want you to do.
Look, you got big, man! I been down in this hood a long time. You know, doin' the wild thing. Guaranteed to fuck you up. Get out of the truck. I hate black keys on the piano! Y'all want to see a dead body? Well, there was this one dude who rubbed up against my butt one time, but I ain't like it.
And always remember, my brother: one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish. You know, it's-- - You know, it's kinda tough-- growin' up in the hood without a-- without a positive male role model to look up to. When I was just a little guy, anytime I came to my grandmother and said I wish for this or that, Grandma would say, 'If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. I told you I'd get her number. I hate black keys on a piano.
I was losing my virginity to the woman of my dreams. All right, motherfucker, let's get it on. I nursed him with these! Now gimme a kiss and be a good boy. As a matter of fact, get out! I hate your black skin. You wakin' up the fuckin' babies, motherfucker! I'm gonna tell you what it's really like livin' in the hood.
I bet you I can get her number. That's more than I can say for half the homies in the hood. You know I'm only playing with you. And don't think about gettin' no job, Tray, 'cause a black man ain't got no place in the work force. No, man, we gon' die! Aight, so what you wanna do, my man, go to the corner, go about three blocks down, and make a right. That sounds nice, but I'm leavin' the hood in a couple of days. I ain't gonna grow up to be bleep, just like you, baby.
You be up in there next year. Loc Dog: What did you say to me? Who's this fine girl over here? Glock 17 The is by far the most common pistol in the movie, used by gangbangers, police officers, and many other characters. The Spanish dude down the block only charges six. Aw, girl, come on, now. I'm thinkin' about goin' away to college myself, kids.
She was fine enough to be Jet beauty of the week. And if you fall, - you better pick your punk ass up! Ashtray: Nigga, you ain't getting nobody's number. How come you never came to see me, man? That's a ten-dollar food stamp. She had big breasts and big legs. You know how I did it? You think about it, okay? But dig this here, Tray. See, my cousin Loc Dog lived right across the street.