JOSE: Hey baby, wuz good?

CHICK 1: Not you mutha f*cka

JOSE: F*ck you then b*tch, all that f*cking lip gloss you got on, you look like you had bacon, eggs and vaseline for breakfast

CHICK 1: You need some lip gloss mutha f*cka, ya lips look like I could strike a match on them crusty mutha f*ckas.

JOSE: Oh you a funny b*tch huh?  Tell me if this is funny mami (Jose pulls out his gun and let's off 3 shots in the air)

JOSE: Yeah b*tch, run, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, look at that b*tch run, she scared as a mutha f*cka.  Ugly azz tigerface b*tch

(Jose sees another chick 2)

JOSE: Whattup baby?

CHICK 2: I aint ya f*ckin baby n*gga

JOSE: Watch ya mouth b*tch, I will rob the sh*t out ya pretty azz.

CHICK 2: You gonna rob who?  Wait right here, you lil dirty mutha f*cka

(Chick 2 goes and gets her boy "Knock" who live right across the street)

KNOCK: This chick said that you threatning her

JOSE: Mutha f*cka, who the f*ck are you captain save a hoe?  Take yo azz back in that building before I rearrange ya face and make you learn how to speak again.

KNOCK: Mutha f*cka who the f*ck you talking to like that?

JOSE: Oh n*gga please don't raise ya voice like you somebody, especially when I know for a fact you aint strapped.

CHICK 2: That's where you wrong, my n*gga Knock stay with the burner on him, show um Knock.

KNOCK: ummmm

JOSE: I'm strapped tho, not only am I strapped, but now I'm strapped and I'm angry, I want both you mutha f*ckas to strip.

KNOCK: F*ck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JOSE: Yeah n*gga, strip.  You too b*tch, you got a fat azz too, I wanna see that sh*t.

KNOCK: F*ck you n*gga! (Knock rushes Jose and tries to take gun from him, Chick 2 runs while they are tussling)

JOSE; (laughing) You better hope to god you take this gun from me cause if you don't, you gonna be sleeping.

(after tussling with Knock, Jose ends up on top of knock. Standing over Knock, Jose points the gun at Knock, then pulls his d*ck out and pisses on Knock.)

JOSE: Now you bout to die

(Jose shoots Knock 5 times in the chest and once in the face.)

JOSE: Haaaaaaaaaaaaa, b*tch azz n*gga (Jose feels a pistol on the back of his head)

CHICK 2: Yea mutha f*cka, now what. Strip n*gga.

JOSE: Chill mami

CHICK 2: Drop the gun and strip or I'm gonna blow ya mutha f*ckin brains out

(Jose drops gun and takes off his shirt and his pants)

CHICK 2: Take off ya f*cking boxers too mutha f*cka and ya socks, hurry the f*ck up n*gga.

JOSE; Chill mami, just don't shoot (Jose takes off his boxers)

CHICK 2: You got a lil azz d*ck n*gga, now come here close to me

JOSE: Mami don't shoot.

CHICK 2: I aint gonna shoot, I promise honey (Chick 2 pulls out a knife, and cuts Jose's d*ck clean off.)

(Then Chick 2 runs off. She could of killed him but she wanted him to always remember her)