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Person 1: Ay, my nigga, do you know this nigga?
Game: Who?
Person 1: This nigga right there, nigga
Game: Hell nah... Turn that mothafuckin' music down and pass me my mothafuckin' heat, blood. This nigga walk up on this mothafuckin' car, I'mma smoke his ass
(*car door opening*)
Game: What's brackin' nigga?
Person 2: Which one of you niggas fucking my bitch? Must be one of you Compton niggas...
Game: You must not know who the fuck you're talkin' to
Person 2: Whatchu gon' do, nigga?
(*gunshot*)
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