Euripides: Yeah, yeah, I'm lickin' your balls, best balls I ever had. Uh-huh, you've got King-Kong balls. Your balls are so large, just big balls, I don't care. You just got big balls.
Trustus: Do you cuss on your records?
Trustus: Do you defile women with your lyrics?
Trustus: Do you fondle your genitalia on stage?
Albert: Whenever possible.
Trustus: Do you glorify violence or advocate the use of guns as a way of solving a simple dispute?
CB4: [pull out guns]
Trustus: Ok! Ok! Final question. Do you guys respect anything at all?
CB4: Not a goddamn thing.
Trustus: You got a deal.
Virgil Robinson: Any person who would defile America's pastime by wearing a baseball cap backwards... well, that's an evil that speaks for itself!
Albert Sr.: Don't be wasting my electricity on that rap mess.
Albert: But, pop...
Albert Sr.: Don't "but" me. I'll beat your ass in front of your woman.
Albert: Man, she ain't nuttin' but a groupie with a pen.
Eve: I hear a pen is all you have in your pants and it's already out of ink.
Video Set Dancer: MC Gusto, you gotta help me get my revenge. It's one thing that they killed him on the toilet but they could've wiped his ass. They didn't have to leave him there like that. That's cold-blooded. They gots to pay. They... got... to... pay!
Euripides: Did you know a black man invented ice cream?
Albert: No, no, no. Now how the hell a black man gonna invent ice cream in hot-ass Africa? Tell me that!
Grandma: Shut up girl. You just think you so smart 'cuz you can read.