Homey B: "I went back to the crib and got twisted!"
Homey A: "Why didn't you hit a brother up? I was bored as a motherfucker, dick!"
Homey B: "My bad, my bad. Cop about 40 bones, and tonight we'll saddle up and go horse riding."
Homey A: "Weeeeeeerrrrrrrd son! I'm there fasho!"