Hard Luck Page #2

Got to represent, you know?

Better not be that

fantasy pimp sh*t...

...that you like wearing.

- No, baby. Tasteful.

I got Sean John, a.k.a. P. Dizzle.

- It's nice.

- Well, can a brother get a thank-you?

"Well, yeah. Well, thank you,

my Hebrew homes."

Afro Hip Hop Youth Day?

What the f*** you do with

my printer?

Yo, well, just consider it like

your donation to the community.

Hey. Hey, the ink is expensive, man.

Yo, let's get to business.

All right. All right.

I got the latest

diamond-encrusted Rolex.

I got the new, gold, baller necklace.

Don't wear that too long.

Your neck will turn green.

I got some sunglasses, some Rays.

- I got everything in here, man.

- Sol.

- What's up?

- Why you do this sh*t, man?

- What do you mean?

- What I mean, your family got paper.

Your uncle owns the jewelry store.

You're robbing your uncle.

Why you do this?

What do you do this for?

Why did you do it?

I mean, you were one of

the biggest hustlers in Harlem, man.

Mr. Untouchable?

Hey, you was poisoning

your own people.

- Yo.

- Yo. No offense, bro.

I mean, it's the American way, right?

We all want more.

Even Donald f***ing Trump

wants more.

More... More power,

more money, more bling.

More punani.

Yo, listen, it's real important to me that

you be on time tonight, you know?

- I'll send the fellas.

- I want to talk about that.

- What's up?

- I'm not gonna be able to roll, man.

- What are you talking about, man?

- You know, that's your thing, man.

- I ain't...

- Oh, but it's my birthday party, man.

We'll have a crazy time, son.

Look, I got all this sh*t for you.

You're gonna love it, man.

That's you, right there.

- I get to wear this?

- Yes, you get to wear this.

I don't know, man. I don't know.

No, man. That's your world.

This is my size.

- He likes it, he likes it.

- Yeah, baby.

She starts screwing around and

has no idea whose kid she's having.

Well, that's how she sees it.

- Don't get knocked up.

- Excuse me.

- Can you help me?

- Just saying, it's not fair to the kids.

Got it.

I'm going back in for the picnic table.

Hey, babe. Smile for the camera.

- You know how we do.

- Oh, yeah.

So you tell them about what we're

gonna do later on. All right?

I think they ready, sir.

Oh, yeah. They ready.

You see that today?

Oh, yeah, I saw that.

Hey, look, Mr. C.,

about those flyers and everything?

Ain't gotta worry about that.

I got that for free.

My man hooked me up

and everything...

Beautiful.

You'd think by now

that people would understand...

...that you reap what you sow.

Would you rather have your kids in

a dance group or a gang?

Dance group. Without question.

It seems the government's

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