Furious Styles: [referring to drug epidemic] I know every time you turn on the TV thats what you see, Black People, sellin the rock, pushin the rock, pushin the rock, yeah I know. But that wasn't a problem as long as it was here [referring to Compton...
Tre Age 10: Don't y'all know that this is a dead body? Ric Rock: Yeah, motherfucker, we know that shit. He ain't bothering you, so don't fuck with him.
[last lines] Tre Styles: Hey, Dough! Doughboy: W'sup? Tre Styles: You still got one brother left, man. Doughboy: Thanks, man... Later, G. Tre Styles: Later.
Ricky: [scratching lotto ticket] damn, nothin. Tre Styles: what? Ricky: Nothin, I said I didn't win nothin. Tre Styles: You gotta be mexican to win that shit.
Tre Styles: [laughing after he breaks down in tears] I never thought I'd be crying in front of a female. Brandi: You can cry in front of me.
Tre Styles: I get a discount on clothes, and shit. You like? Doughboy: Nigga, you look like you selling rocks! Chris: Yo, Tre' you be slinging that shit? Tre Styles: No, I don't sell that shit! Doughboy: You couldn't anyway! Pops will kick yo' ass! Y...
[Doughboy kicks Ferris in his bullet-ridden legs] Ferris: Fuck you man! Fuck you! Doughboy: Turn your punk-ass over! Ferris: I didn't do it man! I didn't pull the fuckin' trigger! What the fuck you doin? Oh, man! Well, fuck you! Fuck you! [Doughboy s...
Chris: I tell y'all where y'all need to go, where they got more women than anywhere. Violence too. Monster: Crenshaw Sunday Nights? Chris: no. Doughboy: Street racers on Florence? Chris: Nah, nigga, y'all way off! Chris: I give y'all a hint: Everybod...
Doughboy: We got a problem here? We got a problem, nigga? [Ferris and gang take a step back] Ferris: Put the gun away, nigga. Female Club Member: Can we have one night where there ain't no fightin'; nobody gets shot? Doughboy: Shut up, bitch!
The Old Man: Ain't nobody from outside bringing down the property value. It's these folk, shootin' each other and sellin' that crack rock and shit. Furious Styles: Well, how you think the crack rock gets into the country? We don't own any planes. We ...
Furious Styles: What'd you use? Tre Styles: I used the number she gave me... Why you sweating me? I didn't have to use nothing. She said she was on the pill. Furious Styles: How many times do I have I told you, if a girl says she's on the pill, you u...
Tre Age 10: Who;s dat? Doughboy, Age 10: Dat's my lady, homie. Her name is Brandi. Ricky, Age 10: Man, she ain't your woman. She my woman. Doughboy, Age 10: How can she be yo' woman when she my lady? Ricky, Age 10: She my wife. Doughboy, Age 10: She ...
Doughboy: Life would be different if God was a bitch.
Tre Styles: Man, what the fuck is wrong with you? Ricky: What? Tre Styles: You're slamming my door like some kind of Gorilla on a football field! Ricky: Damn, Nigger! What's wrong with you? Tre Styles: Nothing.
Ferris: Fuck you looking at, nigga? Ricky: I'm still trying to find out, [shouts] Ricky: Nigga! Doughboy: What? We got a problem here? [shows gun] Doughboy: We got a problem?
Shalika: How do you know God's a he? He can be a she. You don't know that.
Mrs. Baker: You ain't shit. You just like your daddy. You don't do shit, and you never gonna amount to shit. All you do is eat, sleep, and shit.
Doughboy: I heard you like Mr. GQ Smooth now. You working over at the Fox Hills Mall? Tre Styles: Yeah, I get discounts on clothes. You like? Doughboy: You look like you sellin' rocks.
