"Yo, yo, yo! Whatchu doin' 'round here? Scopin' out de bitches? We should hit the Orange Julius 'n slip a forty into that cupizle. Get wasted, yo. That'd be tight...jus' gotta find someone to boot some boozizle from dat liquor store down tha strip fo' us. My boi tells me we gon' get jumped into da Bloodz so we gots to be ready to take our hitz yo! You know, the dude who be hangin' 'round da food court! My mama scrapped my fake I.D. When I'm ayt-to-the-teen I'm so gettin' my own pad, yo."
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