My wife said not to hurt you, so I won't. Back to my Love & Basketball thing, tho'. She played for a nigga's heart, and you gon' run for your life. You look like a track and field ass nigga. There's a stop sign two blocks down. Make it there before Four hits you with her car, and you'll get to live. If she hits you, then you know what it is." "Crown, really?" I frowned. "If this nigga wants his life, then he'll run for it." "I'll do it," Randy nervously blurted.
