-Yo baby, don't worry about nothing, I got this. Yo this used to be the jam back in the days, word is bond. Go, go, go, go

-Yeah, Keith Murray, what's up, nigga?

-Oh, shit

-You know what this is. Give me them fuckin rings, that chain, that fuckin watch. Give me this bitch shit too, and I like your shit, nigga. I should take your fuckin Benz, beat it

-Oh, shit

-Yeah, nigga, look at you now. Your stomach is in the fuckin dirt. You wanna rob me? Give me my shit back. Matter fact, run your shit. Give me, give me this shit. You got money in your pocket? Give me your shit

-Yo you aight? Aight, cool. Intersections will kill you