hey, debo, heard you running from a ass- whippin'?
if you see that boy again, bite off his ear off like mike tyson.
you know me? i would've shot his big ass. hey, willie, how's it going? still steppin' in dog shit every day?
don't worry 'bout nothin', big bro. he in the best fuckin' hands in rancho chocomunga, baby! this my world, you just a nigga late paying rent. ain't that right, nephew?
send betty my love. boy you looking good. i'mma take these in the house for you, man.  and when you finish with this cat, come inside. i got something to show you.
craig, i want you to meet my old lady, suga. suga, this is craig.
okay, okay, that's enough. go put on some damn clothes.
suga. go ahead and get us something to smoke on.
man, that girl's gonna kill me one day. viagra ain't working. my back keep going out.  she don't never get enough. but check this out. i got to lay some ground rules. your my family and i love you. you're welcome to anything you want in my home. but i don't wanna catch you in the refrigerator or in my suga bowl.  you feel me knocking?
well, let me in.
oh, that's d'wana. his ex. day-day, the crazy bitch is back!
boy, you got you a little fatal attraction, huh? i had two or three of them in my day.
help him to his feet. let's get him to the bathroom.
wet your eyes, boy. stay in there for about 20 minutes.
yeah, 20 minutes. trust me. i've been pepper sprayed nine times. 20 minutes.
yeah, you gotta have a little money to live out here, craig. i never thought i'd be the kinda nigga to move to the suburbs. but as soon as i got my check, i was gone. paid 230 thousand dollars cash on this house.
cash money. they wasn't gonna stick me with no 30-year payment plan. that's for suckas. they got my daddy like that for a cadillac years ago. i got the only house on the block that's paid for. that's why i'm the king around here.
don't need water. we didn't have no pool in the projects. so none of us swim.
never.  but me and suga can get real nasty in that jacuzzi, though.
good.
nephew, you got perfect timing.
i know you smoke weed, right?
'cause your lips is getting black.
boy, i can roll a blunt better than them bitches in havana. i know willie don't let'cha smoke in the house, but i'm ya uncle. i don't care how high you get in my house. long as you let me hit it.
now i'mma show you the real "puff daddy."
negro, what the hell you doing to my woman?
suga!
what you doing to my nephew?
passed out? can't hang, huh? boy, i knew you was a lightweight. passed out on one funky ass blunt. they don't make 'em like they used to, baby.
mr. nasty time. but take it easy on me, girl.
make yourself at home.
oh, baby, right there. right there. bite the nipple, baby. bite it! bite it! yeah, mothafucka -- yeah, come on, baby, get busy.
come on here, suga.
ah damn. damn.
what?!
i don't know, i didn't leave you no damn message!
hell naw, willie. them fleas and tics must be sucking on yo' brain!
i don't know. suga, go ask miss ho kym if she seen them.
craig, where the hell you been?
no. thought he was with you.
me, too. you think they're in there?
willie, shut up. yo' old ass need to get in a little bit o' trouble sometimes.
wait a minute. i gotta go get my shit.
thank you. i only got two bullets in the mothafucka, but it's better than nothing.
what about that ugly dog?
shut yo' ass up.
damn, big bro. you swung that like sammy sosa.
my back.
i slip my disc, again.  oh got damn.
don't move me.
i lost something, nigga. what it look like?
boy, day-day, i'mma kick yo' ass for getting me into this mess and hurting my back! i moved out here to get away from this kinda shit!
what 'em! watch 'em!
wait a minute! i live across the street!
yeah. paid cash.
when my back gets better i'mma beat the black off you, day-day.
sorry, my ass.
i threw my back, again.
naw, baby, no lovin' tonight.
for what? we ain't gonna have no house after the auction tomorrow!
thanks, roach, but i can't accept that. we're moving back to watts where it's safe.
i don't know.
don't listen to him. how much we got?
it's gonna feel good to pay my taxes.
you didn't do nothing.
hey, that george jefferson shit works. thanks, miss kym.
you better take this money.
well, craig, you're welcome anytime.