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rafe mair, b boy, kosovo, dirty jokes, goodfellas(two disc special edition), slander, nas, chow, art director, teeshirthell, rape your dog,
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Future: What the fuck, you wanna fight me now, huh? Future: [to Jimmy] You know what, do what the fuck you wanna do, 'cause I don't give a shit any more. DJ Iz: That's why brothers need to sign themselves a deal. I'm telling you record labels supply niggers with the kind of benefits they need. Sol: Dawg. We cd sign us a deal you can take the motherfucking cd benefits, we're talking Bentley's and Benjamins not Blue Cross and Blue Shield. Future: Look to tell you all niggers the truth, I don't cd give a fuck about none of that. I just wanna hit 31 and a 3rd on the box you know what I'm saying? One of them strong songs on JOB. DJ Iz: No what we need to do is save that shit up and put it into some savings bonds every week, stack it and build our own studio. Future: Savings Bonds? Sol: [to DJ] Let me ask you a question Dawg. How the fuck are we brothers? We need fine bitches and fat rides not no godamn savings bonds. Jimmy Smith Jr: Man that's all we ever do is talk shit. [imitating Sol] Jimmy Smith Jr: We need to get fine btiches and fat rides, [imitating DJ] Jimmy Smith Jr: No, what weed to do is put our money in savings bonds, [imitating future] Jimmy Smith Jr: No!
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