Yeah, keep talkin' bout that money, I'mma (stick 'em!) hahaha (stick 'em!). Send a bitch home with him, let her tell us where to get him. Got the hollows in that ruger, I'm looking at your chain.
The way that momma raised us was pure faith. So diablo wouldn't faze us or daze us. Or lay us down to sleep. Know the wolf from the sheep. Or the sheep who cried wolf.