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Nigga. How you doing today? Nigga, get off my... No. Nigga, you on your own dick. Nigga, you going federal. Not me, nigga. I'm chilling. You not chilling, nigga. You just got indicted. How the fuck you chilling? Somebody save me so you can see me, y'all. Nah, nigga. We need to have a real conversation like... Belt the body. I'm going belt the body. What the fuck, Malik? I'm pissed, bro. You got too much fucking talent, nigga. Like, the fuck? This not normal, nigga. The fuck you thinking, Leek? What the fuck you thinking, my boy? What the fuck? No kids? I got two. Two, my boy.