“Herc: Fucking white boys, I love 'em. I fucking love 'em.
Kima: Yeah?
Herc: Dumb as a box of rocks.
Kima: Who?
Herc: White boys. Talking about the brain-deads in my Kane Street case. I call him up, I tell him I wanna buy some drugs. You know what he says? Says ‘Okay, I'll sell you the drugs. How much drugs do you want?’”
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