<huff>
"Yeah, brud-law, that's what I'm talkin' about. Shoot 'em."
<huff>
"Man, well, let me."
<huff>
"Shh..."
"Y'all lucky I like that kinda shit,
Or I'd been have shot both of y'all ass.
Come on, Twan, let's get the fuck up outta here."
"Wha--What, you just gonna let them get away with this shit?!"
"What? Kissin'?
Nigga, come on!
Bring yo ass!"
"Shit!
...Fuck that!
I'mma go buy me a gun,
And I'mma come back here and set this motherfucker off!
Yeah, bitches! Believe that!"
<door opens> "BRING YO ASS, NIGGA!"
"...Gimme my motherfuckin' coat!"
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