2Eleven Page #5

not takin' that money, investin' it

to make mo' money, sh*t

really pointless, my nigga.

F*** we have licks fo'?

Stocks or some sh*t?

- You a clown.

I don't know sh*t about no stocks, nigga.

No, you come f*** wit me dawg,

got this little side hustle.

Be coppin' blow from my cousin and sh*t.

Takin' that sh*t to Ohio.

Damn near doublin' up.

- Damn near.

Only thing, my people in Ohio be

wantin' more of that sh*t.

I really ain't playin'

wit the cash like that.

- Why your people won't front you.

Muh, cuz don't trust me man.

Nigga know how we get down.

His little ho ass be feelin' like

I'm gon' rob him one day.

- Ey, that it'd be a dawg ass lick dawg.

F*** no, you a clown.

I wouldn't dare.

But nah, on that blow tip,

all a nigga need is 'bout 10 bens.

Try to double that sh*t up.

- That easy, nigga.

Already got errything in motion.

All I need is the cash, nigga.

Let's get it.

- I'm gon' put that together for you.

Hey.

- Hey.

- Mm-mm, but you can come in.

Been studyin' for my finals.

- Jeez, look like you

need to get some rest.

- Yeah, I do, but I won't be able to

'til after my finals is

done and I pass 'em, so.

But I'll be able keep her

more once I'm out all this.

- Oh, all right.

Forgot to tell 'bout how she just

been goin' crazy with the whole Florida,

Disney World.

- I know, I know.

She talk about it all day and night,

but I don't have time to take

no trips like that right now.

- I'm, I'm gettin' my money together,

I'ma take her down and

have some fun wit her.

I'm thirsty as hell.

Do you got somethin' to drink.

- I think we got some pop in there.

God.

- Hi!

- Sh*t, you know I got out this morning.

- I know you was comin' home this early.

- I was comin' home this early.

- I think Zo in there.

What's up, my nigga?

- Sh*t, chillin' man.

I came over, nigga, down there.

What's up wit you, man.

- Sh*t, sh*t, I gotta

call that nigga, Murda,

let him know you home, dawg.

That nigga gonna be goin' crazy.

- I know, man.

I'ma go on the block and f*** wit

that fool in a minute, man.

- I got somethin' fo' you, dawg.

Damn, it's good to see you, baby.

- Somethin' to hole you over real quick.

- Damn, good lookin', bro, ain't it.

Well, needed this, man, to get

fresh slice of p*ssy.

I mean, you know, lookin' at

some nice ladies or somethin', man.

- Man, you still crazy

than a mufucker, dawg.

You ain't changed, huh?

- No, man.

Thanks though, bro.

Appreciate that sh*t.

- Any time, my baby.

- Y'all boys weak as a motherf***er, man.

Vito, shoot the f***in' ball, man.

Shoot the ball, man.

You scared of that little nigga?

Back him the f*** down.

That's right, rock, take him to the cup.

Take him to the cup.

I'm about to come show you

boys how to do that sh*t.

Y'all niggas ain't no real ballers, man.

Shoot the ball, man.

F*** it, just shoot the ball.

Don't pass it, just shoot it.

- Get something, fat ass, out there.

- Slick Rick.

- Bro, what's the deal, my nigga.

- God damn my nigga, I

see you eatin' good man.

- Oh, stop that, man.

That finally let you out that b*tch.

- Yeah, man.

They know they had a nigga boxed in, man.

I'm good, what's happenin'?

- I mean, f*** it, nigga.

You home, you fresh.

That's all that matters right?

- Yeah but f*** that.

I heard you're the nigga

with all the box, man.

Put in n*gger on the wholesome, big boy.

- Hold on, dawg.

- Still crazy, man.

- No!

No, you bullshitin', you lyin'.

- I just got out, bro, this nigga crazy.

- F***in' with that nigga Zo, man.

You know that nigga keep

you desert-diggin', man.

You came to the right nigga,

man, what do you want?

What kind of b*tch you want?

- Cuz, listen, it don't even matter,

just give me a hoe my nigga, ya hear me?

Thick, small, coe, bow?

- Give me a hoe, man.

- Hey, watch it, I got

for you for the love.

My nigga is home!

C'mon, nigga.

That nigga was quick on a draw.

Damn, nigga.

You blew faster than

a motherf***er, daddy.

- Sh*t, nigga, I just got out.

F*** you expect, nigga?

It's been crazy, man.

- C'mon, man.

You know you ain't gonna thank

me for no sh*t like that.

- I already know, my nigga.

- Come on, man, you know what's up, dawg.

- That's how's it's supposed to be.

I know you've just came home.

What's your plans on getting

money out this b*tch?

- Really, I was gonna hook up

with a nigga I was locked up

with, dawg, just for real and

some hustle sh*t, you know?

- Yeah, nigga, hustle.

- I mean, that's cool and all,

but I could make us somethin'

you wanna f*** with, though.

I want a cut of that

money, what it is with me.

I could either make it or take it.

It don't make me no nevermind, dawg.

- That's what I like to hear.

Why don't you go take my man in the back?

Get him together again.

See you in a minute, fat boy.

- You know how I do it, baby.

- I see.

- Hurry, bring that plate.

You got a lot of broccoli left.

You better be lucky Mama

went to sleep early tonight.

- Your aunt got a big date tomorrow.

- Oh!

- Yeah.

- Hey, dad, I've been thinking.

- Well, I've been thinking

that I know you have a lot of

work to do and you're busy,

so, if you can't take me to

Disney World, I was wondering

if my uncle can take me.

- No reason, dad, I just

know that you're busy

and have a lot of work to

do, and I'll have more fun

with my uncle than the next

person in line to take me.

Who?

- Grandma.

- Listen.

I know your uncle would love to take you,

and I know y'all would have a great time,

but I don't want you to think

about nobody else takin' you

but me, alright?

- Okay.

Need help with the dishes?

- Nah, I got this.

Go ahead and take it in for the night.

- Okay.

Goodnight, dad, love you.

- Love you, too.

Sh*t.

Trouble?

Try nigga's got up.

- Sh*t.

About to take another nigga's b*tch.

- Man, get the f*** on, man.

- Hold on.

Hey, babe.

Go grab that money for me.

Hello.

- Hell yeah, I'm puttin'

that sh*t together right now.

- Yeah, alright.

- Alright.

- Hell yeah, I supposed to been gone.

- Yeah, 'cause she's

waitin' for you at the park.

- Yeah, so you're tellin' me

you're about to go meet up

with Mama with all that money?

- Yeah, I gotta meet Rell at the waters.

- Right, so give me that,

and then you come back

and get this after you get

done meetin' with Mama.

- What's that, are you

scared or somethin'?

- Hey, give me a kiss.

- Alright.

I ain't gonna argue with you, right?

See you later.

- Sh*t, your man's good, my nigga.

- Hell yeah, man.

Come on, man.

You know how we play it.

- Sh*t, yeah, we know

how y'all play it, man.

You and your men are some

petty thieves, my nigga.

- Hell naw, man, it ain't sh*t like that.

- Real talk, you need to be

careful, though, my nigga.

- Yeah, I hear you.

I hear you.

- For real, ain't no

honor amongst thieves.

And y'all niggas some thieves, man.

- You're silly, my nigga.

We gonna get down or what?

- Sh*t, the dawg.

You know I ain't offerin' nobody sh*t.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes