nigga quotes, aphorisms, statements, say
Boyz n the Hood Ferris: Fuck you looking at, nigga?
Ricky: I'm still trying to find out, Nigga!
Doughboy: What? We got a problem here? [shows gun] We got a problem?
[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!
Don't Be A Menace To South Central While Drinking Your Juice In The Hood Ashtray: Hey, Preach, what up nigga?
Preach: Y'all need to stop using the word nigga. You see, it's terms like the word nigga that the white man uses to take away the self esteem of another race.
Ashtray: Word.
Preach: Oh yeah, remind me to pick my laundry up from that chink motherfucker up the street.
Boyz n the Hood 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: Nope.
Doughboy: Street racers on Florence?
Chris: Nah, nigga. Y'all way off. I give y'all a hint: everybody's been there.
Monster: Where?
Doughboy: Where, nigga? Spit it out.
Chris: The church.
Doughboy: Aw, shit. Nigga, please. Ain't nobody going to church to catch no bitches. I should roll your ass up off this porch with that stupid shit.
Don't Be A Menace To South Central While Drinking Your Juice In The Hood [Loc Dog shoots a hole though his bedroom door as Ashtray approaches] Trey, is that you? Hey nigga, you better start announcing yourself before you get smoked up in here, nigga. Damn. You know that chronic make me paranoid, baby. Come here you old fool dog mark ass trick, give me some love.
Bad Boys II Mike Lowery: [pretending to be drunk when Marcus berates Reggie at the door] Marcus! Nigga, who that is at the door?
Marcus Burnett: It's Reggie!
Mike Lowery: Who the fuck is Reggie?
Marcus Burnett: Came to take Megan out.
Mike Lowery: [to Reggie] What you want, nigga?
Reggie: I'm here to take his daughter out.
Mike Lowery: What's your name?
Reggie: Reggie.
Mike Lowery: Man, I heard the motherfucker say your name Reggie. You wanna be takin' Megan out?
Reggie: Yes, sir.
Mike Lowery: How old is you?
Reggie: Fifteen.
Mike Lowery: Shit, nigga, you at least thirty.
Wire, The D'Angelo: Yeah, but, Stringer, if you don't pay a nigga, he ain't gonna work for you.
Stringer: What, you think a nigga's gonna get a job? You think...you think it's gonna be like, 'Fuck it, let me quit this game here and go to college'? No, they're gonna buck a little, but they ain't gonna walk. And in the end, you gonna get respect.
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