What the f*** you know about what I need on my mind, motherf***er? My name was on the street? When we bounce from this s*** here, y’all gonna go down on them corners, let the people know. Word did not get back to me. Let them know Marlo step to any motherf***er. Omar, Barksdale, whoever. My name is my name![to Chris]
We’ve been here so f***ing long that you’re starting to look good to me.[to Carver, during extended surveillance detail]
You know, Avon, you gotta think about what we got in this game for, man. Huh? Was it the rep? Was it so our names could ring out on some f***ing ghetto streetcorners, man? Naw, man. There’s games beyond the f***ing game.
You know what they say: “stupid criminals make stupid cops”. I’m proud to be chasing this guy.[about Avon]
You hang around and you can see me preach on some young’uns. Solemn left and sanctified right.[to the Deacon]