Get Rich or Die Tryin' Page #2
What the f*** are you doing?
Get the f*** out of here!
- Get your ass...
- What the f***?
- Stay there.
- Get the f*** off!
I'll kill your ass! You hear me?
- I'll shoot your ass, b*tch! You hear me?
- Kill my ass?
I'll kill you.
I'll chew your ass up and kill you, b*tch!
Majestic told me
I could work this corner.
- You hear me, b*tch?
- Stay off my f***ing block!
- I said, f*** you!
- Hang on. Hang on.
- I said, f*** you! F*** you.
- Get the f*** out of here.
F*** out.
Rick James-looking motherf***er!
- Hey, what's wrong with you?
- F*** you, b*tch.
Katrina, calm down. Look...
- Get the f*** off of me!
- Katrina.
- Shut the f*** up, Majestic!
- Hey, wait.
Go back to prison.
Why did you get out of the car?
Why did you get out of the car?
Baby boy...
don't grow up too quick.
Come on, let's go.
I don't know.
That motherfucking nigga Slim,
trying to play me...
and then Majestic's b*tch ass
tried to come in and...
I mean, where the f*** has he been?
The thing is,
parents think you see nothing.
You see everything.
I think you're fine
Mom, that's private.
First we get to talking
Then we get to touching
When we get past the phone games
We'll be humping
When we get past the phone games
We'll be humping
I kiss like the French do
Put my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it, girl
and pull on your hair
For me different scenery
just means a different position
In the bushes, hide and seek
I could get next to you, listen
When you're ready I'll be ready
So you let me know
Any way you wanna go, girl
I'm down to go
- Where did you get this?
- Marcus.
I hate you.
- See you later.
- Okay.
I'll be back tonight.
Charlene's stepdad sent her away
to live with her grandparents.
My mom was supposed to
come pick me up that night.
But she never arrived.
Neighbors said they heard
voices raised in a jealous rage.
Soon after that,
the dogs were heard barking.
And after that...
flames were seen
coming from the window.
Class, move right in. Move right in.
Hey, Mr. Matthews,
I brought my homework.
"Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death...
"I will fear no evil, for thou art with me...
"thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
"Thou preparest a table before me
in the presence of mine..."
I was wondering whether
my father would show up to the funeral.
"...my head with oil,
my cup runneth over."
Maybe even her killer.
all the days of my life...
"and I will dwell..."
For all I knew,
they were the same person.
...concludes the service
for this afternoon. Thank you.
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