First Match Page #6

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Car wash been sitting empty

at the dude's gas station.

We gonna go 50-50

on the whole thing.

We ain't gonna be nobody's b*tch.

I don't really

I don't really see it.

Where's my counter gonna be at again?

Come on, man.

You know I know how to upsell.

Watch me double your take.

Mini Mo! Mini Mo!

When's the last time

Hedgeman made playoffs?

- Never.

- How'd you like to change that?

- Yeah!

- Come on, now!

Chop, highlight! Chop, highlight!

Highlight!

There we go!

You see his face

when I hit the reverse? I'm like a snake.

Just when you think you got me...

- Watch me go all the way to cities.

- First time I went to cities,

I had a clean record.

Not one loss.

Damn.

Go in there head all big. Get on the mat.

Dude half my size come at me

frothing at the mouth

like he got rabies.

I'm like,

"Who the hell is this little bulldog?"

Man, that kid had bite.

- He beat you?

- You stupid?

Nah.

They match the best with

the worst records in the first round.

This kid come in knowing he got one shot.

It's sink or swim, and this motherf***er

did not want to drown.

Sometimes wanting it that bad is enough.

Unfortunately, not when you messing

with the king.

As soon as she's mobile,

you'll wanna get those cabinet locks.

- Especially in the kitchen.

- Yes, yes. I make good.

I don't wanna

promise anything, but...

I think there's a very good chance

you'll be able to adopt her.

There is Monique.

The one in the other room.

Hi, Monique.

I'm June, Nyasa's social worker.

I understand you moved in

not too long ago.

How do you like living here?

I ain't gonna be here long.

She can have my room soon enough.

Yo, listen, listen, listen!

You coming in or not?

Thought you said you was done with Juan.

You want me cleaning up rat sh*t

and picking up trash?

Ain't no punk-ass boss stealing from me.

So my girl going to playoffs.

Go in there and get my smokes.

I don't see none in here.

You practicing that bear hug?

Yeah.

So, what you waiting for?

What?

Nothing.

Go ahead, set up.

Uh-uh. Nah, nah, nah, look.

You can't do nothing.

Pin this arm. Let me see.

Grab me.

Pop the arm.

Gonna pin his down...

and drive through.

You feel me?

Go ahead.

Sit down.

They better have wrestling teams

in Greensboro.

Let's try again.

Come on.

In a minute.

We gotta paint that car wash

something fresh.

Think people getting their car washed

somewhere 'cause of a color?

Hell, yeah.

Think people getting their car washed

in some boring joint?

You gotta get niggas

with the fly-ass rims,

dope-ass set of seats. Detailing?

That's where the money at, yo.

All right.

All right, what color you think

get the most business?

That's easy. Gold.

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