OG Loc: |
Hey, fuck you, man! And I don't care what you heard, I ain't nobody Ass Technician, bitch! |
CJ: |
Hey, hey, whassup, Loc? |
OG Loc: |
'Technician' ain't gangsta, that's wassup! |
OG Loc: |
Listen, Carl, if I'm going back to cell, I wanna have a big party first. This may be my last chance to get heard. |
CJ: |
Okay, so what's the plan? |
OG Loc: |
Well I'm gonna slide back over Grove Street and get those sounds bombastic-fantastic. |
CJ: |
Alright, so what do you want me to do? |
OG Loc: |
I want you to get ready for the party! Then get some girls, man! |
OG Loc: |
Get some real fly girls, you know what I'm saying? The ones in bikinis and shit, in the videos? I told you, brother, I am the chronicler of our struggle, the voice of the Families, like Moses, only keeping it real. You know what I'm saying? |
CJ: |
- not in subtitles* You said it!
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Later that day, OG Loc calls CJ on the phone. |
OG Loc: |
Hey CJ, word up, G! |
OG Loc: |
This party is jumping! We got a gang of crazy ass bitches in the house! You comin' over, homie? |
CJ: |
I don't know man, I had some plans tonight. |
OG Loc: |
But we had a big disaster. I won't be rappin', my mic's broken! |
CJ: |
Oh, OK. I'm gonna come over right now then. |
OG Loc: |
Yeah, yeah, yeah... This is me, OG Loc, in the house, baby... And I'm gonna... drop it down for all my real gangsta ni**az... All of my gangsta bitches... Speaking about gangsta, look at my man CJ right there - what up, ni**a? What UUUUUUUUPPPP... |
CJ: |
- not in subtitles* LOOOOOOOC... thought the motherfucking mic was broke...
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Ryder: |
Hey, what's up, homie! |
Ryder: |
All the homies in the back, man, away from this whack music. |
OG Loc: |
I'm the man in the place, Punch you in the face, A gun in my waist... It's Loc, baby! Yo it's Loc Loc - it's Loc Loc... |
Ryder: |
Damn, man, his lyrics is horrible! |
CJ: |
That dude needs some work, man. |
CJ: |
Hey, whats up with you, baby! |
Sweet: |
So you back on the block, huh? |
Sweet: |
You a real killer, huh? |
Ryder: |
What he done that I ain't - huh? |
Sweet: |
What you talkin' about, ni**a? |
Grove Street OG: |
- rushes in on the bicycle, than drops it* Hey, a Ballas posse is about to run up! They headed up here right now!
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Sweet: |
Looks like we backed them Ballas against the wall, huh? |
Ryder: |
Hey, CJ, strap up! It's Grove Street! I'll go get Smoke and some Grove boys! |
Sweet: |
OK, get some cars, block the road. The rest of y'all get heated. |
CJ, Sweet and other Grove Street members block the road and start shooting two Ballas cars. |
Sweet: |
Pick your position, Carl get some cover! Dump on them fools! *Four Ballas members appear on the bridge above Grove Street* Hey hey, look up, more of them on the bridge! *another wave of Ballas members runs through alleway near CJ's House* Carl! Cover the alleyway! *Some Ballas members run in near OG Loc's house* Behind us, CJ! Behind us! |
CJ, Sweet and other Grove Street members kill all the attacking Ballas member and head back to OG Loc's house |
CJ: |
Man, I ain't never seen the Ballas roll that deep before. |
Sweet: |
Yeah, they heard Carl Johnson was running with his brother again! |
Sweet: |
C'mon, let's get back to the party. |
CJ: |
Shit man, once Loc got off the mic, then the party got started. |
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