Palmer: Shiiiiit, maaaaan. That honky muf' be messin' mah old lady... got to be runnin' cold upside down his head, you know? Brown: Hey home', I can dig it. Know ain't gonna lay no mo' big rap up on you, man! Palmer: I say hey, sky... subba say I wan' see... be gon' go up audi, yo. Brown: Uh-huh. CP9: ...pray to J I did the same ol' same ol'! Shi' ain' shi' since shi was shi. Brown: Hey... knock a self a pro, Slick! That gray matter backlot perform us DOWN, I take TCB-in', man! CP9: Hey, you know what they say: see a dolla gotsta holla Brown, CP9: ...leg 'er down a smack 'em yak 'em! CP9: COL' got to be! Y'know? Shiiiiit. My crib is up, yo. Me out. You out. Fall out, biatch.