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your ass, Lloyd.
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come on, what'd he say?
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Oh, yeah, bitch-ass
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Fred Bethlehem?
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how's it going?
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you-you okay, man?
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look at him!
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Nigga, you know
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Jason!
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Dianne?
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Mayor, Mayor, over here!
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for selling burned DVDs.
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Pops, come on, Pops.
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let's fix this, Pops,
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send me a sign, Pops.
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435. See, we have a scourge
in our neighborhoods
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436. and that scourge is called
marijuana.
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437. Why, I just caught my stepson
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438. smoking marijuana
just this morning.
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439. Yeah, that's right, Boonie.
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440. You up Christmas
for everybody!
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441. That's why, henceforth,
as your mayor, I declare,
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442. okay, that in spite
of the liberals
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443. and all these other hippies
running around talking shit,
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444. smoking weed— and weed itself—
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445. will remain
illegal in Compton forever.
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446. That's right, 'cause we gonna
have a clean Compton.
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447. A Compton where little babies
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448. can breathe freely.
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449. A Compton where kids
can walk to school
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450. without walking through
a cloud of smoke.
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451. We pushing for a new Compton!
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452. A Compton where niggas
remember they last name!
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453. Where we no longer have to spend
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454. half our paychecks on chips
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455. from smoking weed
and gettin' the munchies.
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456. We gonna move forward... Can't let the
tyrant get away!
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457. What the hell are you
doing here, Lloyd?
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458. Sending your
black ass home!
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459. Aah!
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460. MS.
No! No! Vic!
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461. Hey, what the
are you doing?
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462. Someone's coming, baby!I'm sending you home!
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463. MS.
Vic!
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464. MS.
Oh, my baby!
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465. It's the Mayor
and his wife! Babe! My baby!
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466. We need backup!
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467. Pops...
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468. Pops, Pops, please...
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469. MS.
Baby...!
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470. Please, Pops, I've had it...
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471. Jesus! Are you okay?
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472. Jesus... are you okay?
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473. What day is it?
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474. You're okay!
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475. It's Christmas Eve.
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476. You dating Boonie?
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477. Ew.
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478. No, I tried to give her
some money,
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479. but she wouldn't go for it.
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480. It ain't too late.
It's ain't too late!
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481. It ain't too late!
Hallelujah!
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482. He did it, y'all!
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483. It ain't too late,
you know, he did it.
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484. God delivered us from the most
up Christmas ever!
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485. Eh... Merry Christmas!
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486. All right,
so maybe I need to chill out
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487. on Christmas, man.
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488. Problem is, we put way too much on it, you know?
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489. Christmas is a time
to with cake,
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share your weed
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for your blessings.
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you love. That's it.
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493. Merry Christmas, buddy.
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494. Hey, man, why don't you come in
and have some Christmas dinner?
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495. Really, Vic? Really.
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496. Oh, Vic...
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497. Oh, you the man, Vic.
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498. Thank you, Vic.
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499. You still stink, man.
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500. I got some new
Christmas soaps.
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501. Smell like
cinnamon.
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502. Everybody know
cinnamon
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503. smell better
than ass. Thank you.
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504. Oh, and it's a great excuse
for hard-headed niggas
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505. to squash that bullshit
they going through
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507. Yeah, them, too.
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508. But at the end of it all,
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511. As much as I loved me before,
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513. And that's what Christmas
is all about.
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