Street Conversation and Tension

Yo, man, I'm here.

I got a message about me.

Man, I'm here.

Get over here.

Yo.

What's up?

What's up?

What you gonna do?

What you gonna do, little bro?

What you gonna do?

Uh-oh.

He's mad.

Uh-oh.

What you gonna do, little bro?

What?

No.

Oh, I got him.

I got him.

I got him.

I got him.

I got him.

Hey, yo, you don't want to go neither.

Back up.

I'm just saying, I got him.

Back up.

Don't worry about it.

Back up.

No.

Back up.

No.

I weren't going to let him go.

He was being stupid for no reason.

You want to go with him?

You want to be fucking funny?

You want to be fucking funny?

You want to be funny?

You want to get on the street?

You want to fuck the street?

You know who the fuck you think you are, bro?

I'm getting out of the street.

No, you're fucking not.

He was trying to.

After I fucking do this, who the fuck are you, bro?

I was trying to walk up the street.

Doesn't matter, bro.

All you had to do was get in the fucking sidewalk.

That's it.

You want to be fucking funny?

OK, bro.

3JD.

3JD.

You were great.

Everything ought to be some goddamn concert, man.