Biker Boyz Page #3

Yeah!

Kick some ass.

Keep the wheels down, boys.

Hey, doll, wassup?|Wassup, wassup?

Kid!

I don't know|what the hell...

...your fool ass|was trying to prove...

...but whatever it was,|you proved it.

I- I think I just won.

Yeah, you did.

Fill it up.

You get any|of my messages?

I've been kind of busy.

Talk to you|for a second?

I see you got your bike|running kind of right.

Oh, you think?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Sh*t.

I'm almost impressed, Kid.

You could've got hurt|real bad out there, man.

I could've got hurt|getting out of the bed.

True that, but we|got rules on the set.

You can't just roll|up through here...

...with no colors on,|pulling tricks, man.

People cutting you|some slack...

'cause of your old man,|I'm tellin' ya.

Look, Kid, if you don't want|any problems, a'ight...

What? You act like you're|about to do something.

Oh, I forgot.

I'm supposed to jump|when you say "jump"?

I'm not my father,|all right?

And what's that|supposed to mean?

It means I'm not|kissing your ass...

...the way he did.

Before he died...

...he said I should wish|to be as good as you are.

Well, he was wrong...

'cause I'm better.

Now would be a good time|for you to get on your bike...

...and take your ass home.

I can't do that, Smoke.

I'm calling your ass out!

Figured you'd b*tch up.

One race...

...and you talking sh*t? Hmm?

You want a piece of me,|Kid? Huh?

You want a piece of me?

Get you some colors...

...you win you|some legit races...

...and then,|maybe you'll get your shot.

When you step to me, Kid,|you better come correct.

Hey, Smoke.

Why don't you let me|handle this?

Some happy boy|comes through...

...messing up one of my events,|we got ways of dealing with him.

It's all right, T.J.

Kid was just|breaking out, y'all.

Ain't that right, Kid?

Oh, no doubt.

Come on, baby.

T.All right.

Let's get back to partying.

Drinks on the house|for another hour.

If you were gonna pull|some sh*t like that...

...you could've let|a brother know.

Hey, man, it just happened.

No, no!

Racing against|me doesn't...

...just happen... No, man, that's...|I mean...

We got paid, man.

What can I get you?

I'll have a Coke.

Anything else?

Yeah, I'll take a Coke|myself, sweetheart...

...and a cheeseburger.

I'm starving, yo!

Wassup, Kid?

So, how you been,|Stuntman?

Who are you?

Oh, my name's Primo.

Dawgs, that was some gansta-ass|riding you did tonight, man!

Though I wonder|what Donny would think...

...if he knew the white boy|was your friend.

We ain't friends.

Oh, no?

Nah, we just like to|eat at the same place.

It's a|coincidence.

You know,|that's funny...

'cause I know a little something|about coincidences.

Is that so?

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