Tupac was one of the biggest thugs I know and he always wore his seat belt
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Ice Cube
O'Shea Jackson Sr. (born June 15, 1969), known professionally as Ice Cube, is an American rapper and actor. He began his career as a member of the hip-hop group C.I.A. and later joined the seminal rap group N.W.A (Niggaz With Attitudes). After leaving N.W.A in December 1989, he built a successful solo career in music and films such as a role in drama Boyz n the Hood. Additionally, he has served as one of the producers of the Showtime television series Barbershop and the TBS series Are We There Yet?, both of which are based upon films in which he portrayed the main character. Ice Cube is one of the founding artists of gangsta rap, and much of his musical output has contained harsh socio-political commentary. He was ranked number 8 on MTV's list of the 10 Greatest MCs of All Time, while fellow rapper Snoop Dogg ranked Ice Cube as the greatest MC of all time. AllMusic has called him one of hip-hop's best and most controversial artists, as well as "one of rap's greatest storytellers". In 2012, The Source ranked him number 14 on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists of All Time. In 2014, About.com ranked him number 11 on their list of the "50 Greatest MCs of All Time
If any of my officers are caught giving alcohol to minors, they’ll find themselves in prison with a snorkel duct taped to their mouth, and me shitting down that snorkel!
They’re teenagers, man. They’re really stupid, so you should blend right in.
Fortunately for you two, we’re reviving a canceled undercover police program from the eighties, and revamping it for modern times. You see the guys in charge of this stuff lack creativity and are completely out of ideas. So all they do now is recycle shit from the past and expect us all not to…
I know what you're thinking: angry, black captain. Well guess what? I'm black, and I worked my ASS off to be the captain. And sometimes, I get a little angry, so suck a dick!
When I'm talking to him, I'm talking to him. When I say 'shut the fuck up,' I'm talking to you.
Captain Dickson: He's white, that means people actually give shit. Schmidt: Um, I would just like to say that I would give a shit if he were black.
Hey, hey! Stop fuckin' with Korean Jesus. He ain't got time for yo problems, he's busy wit Korean shit!
Mr. Jones: Now Craig, it's gonna be different living out here. Don't let your uncle or your cousin get you in any shit. Now you hear me? Craig Jones: Pops, I'm grown now, can't nobody get me in trouble no more. Mr. Jones: Well, I'm glad you said that son, but since you grown, don't bring your black…
Mr. Jones: Now Craig, it's gonna be different living out here. Don't let your uncle or your cousin get you in any shit. Now you hear me? Craig Jones: Pops, I'm grown now, can't nobody get me in trouble no more. Mr. Jones: Well, I'm glad you said that son, but since you grown, don't bring your black…
Mailman: [knocks on door]. Mailman: Delivery, got a delivery. [rings doorbell twice] Craig Jones: Who is it? Mailman: Got a delivery. Come on smart blood. Come on I got a delivery, its kind of hot out here buddy. [Craig opens the door] Mailman: Come on sparky. Craig Jones: What's up?! Mailman: Nice…
Mailman: [knocks on door]. Mailman: Delivery, got a delivery. [rings doorbell twice] Craig Jones: Who is it? Mailman: Got a delivery. Come on smart blood. Come on I got a delivery, its kind of hot out here buddy. [Craig opens the door] Mailman: Come on sparky. Craig Jones: What's up?! Mailman: Nice…
Craig Jones: What's that smell? Mr. Jones: Must be your upper lip, son, I don't smell nothing. Craig Jones: Ew, I do! It smell like you didn't fall in no mud! Mr. Jones: [while spraying air freshener] Just use some of this spray, son. Craig Jones: Aw, too much! [Trying to get the window open] What's…
Craig Jones: What's that smell? Mr. Jones: Must be your upper lip, son, I don't smell nothing. Craig Jones: Ew, I do! It smell like you didn't fall in no mud! Mr. Jones: [while spraying air freshener] Just use some of this spray, son. Craig Jones: Aw, too much! [Trying to get the window open] What's…
Craig Jones: [in Craig's hallucination showing Karla giving him a lap dance] You heard of El Nino? Karla Joker: [Speaking seductively] Yeah... Craig Jones: This is El Negro. Come on down here and let me tap that ass.
Craig Jones: [in Craig's hallucination showing Karla giving him a lap dance] You heard of El Nino? Karla Joker: [Speaking seductively] Yeah... Craig Jones: This is El Negro. Come on down here and let me tap that ass.
Roach: [At the Joker’s house door] Knock. Day-Day: You want me to knock? Roach: Well, knock. [Day-Day knocks at the door slightly] Roach: You're acting like a little bitch right now man, they're not gonna hear that, the music is playing. Day-Day: Excuse me partner, that was a fuckin' ghetto knock I…
Day-Day: [shaking hands with Roach] I've knew we've never will be together forever, you're a cool Puerto Rican dude. Baby Joker: Falta feria, güey. Joker: ¡QUE! [Looks at Day-Day and Roach] ¡PINCHES HIJOS DE PUTA, CABRONES! Day-Day: What? Joker: We're saying, you're fucked ese! You're staying with…
Count my money or party with bitches. Hundred and fitties or big ass titties. Count the green or get in between those titties.
Deebo: Here come that dog truck. Shut your mouth! We about to fade to black. Craig Jones: [as Craig notices Deebo standing in front of the truck] Daddy, stop! [Mr. Jones screams] Deebo: Get your punk-ass out of the car Craig, this is the rematch! Get out of the car! Craig Jones: Punch it! Tyrone:…