1)
Johnny: ay homie, check out these new kicks i copped at the sto(re)...
Big Syke: yoooo son, them shits is preems
2)
D-Boy: Anybody lookin' to grab? You know I always got that preems chronic, dat piff...
Fiend: worrrddd, yo can you front me a quarter homie? I
don't got the scrilla right now mang..
D-Boy: you best
get your broke ass up out my face homeboi, this chi-town'
s finest, and i ain't goin' out like no sucka