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: Get the fuck out of my house! Demetrius Hicks
: Listen man, you got to chill! All right? Overdose
: Chill? Fuck you!
[fires a couple of gunshots while Sean fires back
: You want me to chill so you can ice me? Fuck you! Get the fuck out!
: I know you don't like the police. Damn sure talkin' to a police in a attic. Back in the day, I couldn't stand the police, man. They used to fuck with us all the time, me and my homies, be rollin' down the street. They'd pull us over jackin' fools. Overdose
: You po-po! Demetrius Hicks
: I know!
] Sean Vetter
: [referring to his wife's grave
] Who picked the stone? Demetrius Hicks
: We all did. Sean Vetter
: She would've liked that.
: Why are you still alive and your homies are dead? Overdose
: I was in the attic. Demetrius Hicks
: Doin' what? Overdose
: Hidin'. Demetrius Hicks
: What kind of coward shit is that, man? Overdose
: You see homey in there in that chair with his tongue pulled through his neck? Man, you'd better get real. Reflexes too slow.