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- F*** that.

- Hell yeah.

I wish I would see one of them

motherfuckers in Inglewood, man.

For real. Don't let them

niggas come to my hood.

What you got there?

- Ah!

- Whoo!

Breakfast Club, nigga.

Molly Ringwald.

So, this the latest and

greatest sh*t, huh? Yes, sir.

Pure as a nun's p*ssy.

Know what I'm sayin'?

This ain't like that ghetto sh*t y'all

niggas been f***ing with either, man.

This is that A-1 sh*t.

A.J. say you ready to move out the

D- league and move up to the NBA.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Jesus!

Get the f*** out of here!

Let's move. Go!

Nakia! Nakia.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Malcolm!

Sh*t.

Come on. I drove.

Thanks for helping me.

Most of those niggas just

saw me and stepped over me.

Luckily for you,

I'm not one of those niggas.

Oh, really?

- What are you, then?

- I don't know.

I'm just-

I'm black as f***, right?

Uh, I guess I'm just used to

hearing that, uh,

niggas don't listen to this,

niggas don't do that,

niggas don't go to college

unless they play ball or whatever.

It's just time to accept it.

I'm just not one of those niggas.

Well, me neither then.

'Cause I'm going to college.

Just gotta get my GED first.

That's what you were

studying for. Mm-hmm. Yeah.

If I pass, I'll go to El Camino

or Santa Monica or something.

Transfer to Dominguez

or Northridge.

Well, you shouldn't

sell yourself short.

You could do better.

You hardly know me.

So how can you say that?

I can just tell.

You shouldn't settle

for what's expected.

Like Dom, right?

I-

I didn't say that.

Don't try and be slick.

You're trying to

block him.

So, you two-

Y- You guys-

It's complicated.

But trust me,

he's got nothing on you.

You probably got all the girls

lined up asking you to prom and sh*t.

You making fun of me?

N- No.

I'm sorry.

Hey, I didn't go

to my prom.

You didn't go to your prom? Seriously.

I had one guy ask me- Anthony

Davis- and he f***ing stood me up.

I didn't even care

about missing prom.

I was more mad about not going

to Six Flags the next day.

All my friends had dates.

I didn't want to go alone.

Would you want to

go to prom with me?

I mean, I-

I know that I'm not

complicated or- But-

It's just with studying

and all,

I don't think

I'll have time.

But thank you.

What if I helped you study?

And what if you passed the GED?

Would you go with me then?

I'll think about it.

Okay.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Three words.

Did you f***?

You're a p*ssy, nigga. Come on, man.

She let me feel her titties

and finger-bang her.

Bullshit. No, I'm dead-ass serious.

Smell my fingers.

I don't smell sh*t.

Just cream. You never smelled p*ssy before.

Wait. I have.

I don't smell sh*t.

See, she don't smell sh*t either.

'Cause you only know your p*ssy.

Exactly!

- Wait, wait, wait. Hold it.

- Whoa, whoa.

Wait a minute. You two go

back through, one at a time.

One at a time.

What's getting into you?

Come on.

Hey, hey. Calm down.

Go. Everybody else wait.

Turn around, go back.

We gotta do pat-downs.

The machine is broke.

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.

Yo, yo, yo.

Oh, sh*t!

What's wrong? What?

Oh, sh*t.

F***! Is that real?

Boy, how'd you get this sh*t? I have

no f***ing clue, Jib. No f***ing clue.

What do you mean

you don't have a f***ing clue?

I have no f***ing clue

where that gun came from.

Or the drugs.

Drop your weapons!

Get the f*** outta here.

Let's move. Go!

Last night at-

at the f***ing party.

At the party. Dom put that

sh*t in my bag. Had to be.

Well, we gotta get rid of it

then. You know? Dump it, or-

Or take it to the police. Yeah.

Let's take it to the police.

Are you joking?

You want three niggas to take

a bag full of dope and a gun...

to the f***ing

police station?

Like, "Here you go"?

N-

And- And you don't expect Dom

to find out who snitched?

- Well, what do you wanna do with it?

- Yo, that's a lot of weight.

It's like 20, 30 keys.

I don't know.

- It's a lot of sh*t, right?

- I don't know, Dig.

I don't know anything

about this sh*t.

All I know is Jeezy paid LeBron

and Jay paid Dwyane Wade.

What?

He was talking about dope?

Sh*t.

I- I-I-I answered it.

You did what?

I don't want that sh*t.

Sh*t.

- Hello?

- Who the f*** is this?

U- Um, who is this?

This the nigga that's gon' f***

you up, you keep asking questions.

Now, who the f*** is this?

I prefer not to say.

Okay, I see how

we gon' do this then.

If this ain't a nigga named

Malcolm at Yukon and 104th Street,

then I'm gon' kill your ass.

How do you know where I am? Find an iPhone.

Steve Jobs a motherfucking genius. Oh, sh*t.

Now, if this a nigga named

Malcolm, say, "Damn right. "

Otherwise,

click-click-boom.

Damn right.

Damn right, my name is Malcolm.

Malcolm. Malcolm!

How you feeling, man?

Dom told me there was a mix-up. You

accidentally took my lunch. That true?

- Took your lunch?

- Yeah, my lunch.

A nigga hungry.

Yes. Yes, I-

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Baloney sandwich. Mm-hmm.

Baloney.

It got cheese on it?

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

We talking about

the same sandwich, nigga?

'Cause I ain't ask

for no cheese.

I find that my f***ing sandwich got

cheese on it, I'm gon' kill your ass.

I don't know.

You just- You know,

there's a bag and-

What? What?

You're the one wanted to get all cute,

talkin' 'bout baloney sandwiches and sh*t.

- I just asked you if you had my lunch.

- Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

You're right.

Uh, your lunch. It's right here.

I'm looking at it right now.

Coolio.

Now, after school, you're gon'

see a red El Camino parked...

and this

handsome-ass nigga inside.

That ain't Lance Gross, nigga.

That's yours truly.

Just walk up, hand me the baloney

sandwich and be on your way.

You have a nice, happy, productive

life with a hell of a story to tell.

You got it?

Yeah. Yeah, I got it.

Red El Camino after school.

Cool.

It's almost over,

little nigga.

You did good.

What the f*** did we

get ourselves into, man?

I don't see it.

Where is it?

Yo, he's over there.

- Where?

- To the right.

Oh, I see him.

You good?

Yeah. Yeah, let's go.

You good? All right. Yeah.

He asked for you alone,

you know?

I got your back and all. It's just I don't

wanna mess with his explicit instructions.

You'll be fine, bro.

Right?

You're just dropping it off.

You're good.

Uh, hey. Yeah.

I'm, uh-

I got your lunch.

I'm walking to the red El Camino right now.

What you say?

Who's this?

This is Dom, man.

Look, do you have

what I left in the backpack?

Yeah. Yeah.

You in the red El Camino?

What the f***

you talking about?

Somebody called me earlier saying

I need to bring him the sandwich.

Nigga, why the f*** are you

talking about sandwiches right now?

The- The backpack.

He

- The guy, he said that I needed to bring it to him after school.

He'd be

in a red El Camino.

Yo, McFly, I want you to listen to

what I'm about to tell you right now.

Somebody snitched.

I'm in County right now. I don't

know who the f*** called you.

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