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Blueschild Baby 119: Niggers just so weak, break a leg getting next to one of them tramps [i.e. white girls].at break a leg, v.
Blueschild Baby 119: Niggers just so weak, break a leg getting next to one of them tramps [i.e. white girls]. Blueschild Baby 131: ‘Still messing around? I’m doing something.’ ‘What you got?’ ‘Deuces.’ ‘Got some place I can get off?’.at mess about, v.
Blueschild Baby 22: ‘What you been doing since you got out? Fucking around again?’ ‘Yeah, light weight though, ain’t got no jones yet’.at fuck around, v.3
Blueschild Baby 50: Bad doing pimps sit in a. corner [...] Calling themselves strong, supermen. How strong you got to be to take money from a woman?at bad-doing (adj.) under bad, adj.
Blueschild Baby 30: They knew George Cain, All-American basketball player [...] Passing the playground, I see kids running ball. It’s unchanged since I played.at ball, n.1
Blueschild Baby 128: You take a chance stealing, then sell it for a fraction, get uptown and have to hunt down the bag. Even then you’re not done, cause it might be a beat.at beat, n.3
Blueschild Baby 59: ‘Bogus! You played bogus!’ ‘Bullshit!’ ‘You got treys in your hand!’.at bogus, adj.
Blueschild Baby 130: ‘Walk tall brother, you got a queen there.’ ‘Take care of that sister brer.’.at brer, n.
Blueschild Baby 140: You can be sick, but not until you cop or have the money to cop do you really come down.at come down, v.3
Blueschild Baby 131: ‘Still messing around? I’m doing something.’ ‘What you got?’ ‘Deuces.’ ‘Got some place I can get off?’.at deuce, n.1
Blueschild Baby 195: ‘Running digits, selling a little dope, got an old lady. Hustling, that’s all, just hustling’.at digits, n.
Blueschild Baby 10: ‘Tommy please, it’s my birthday, don’t do me this way [...] I’ll get you the money back tomorrow’.at do, v.1
Blueschild Baby 66: [C]an’t stand a bust, can’t stand to go downtown. My parole, my record, my past, will convict me.at downtown, n.
Blueschild Baby 184: Held someone close, female breasts stabbing, pelvis extended, dry fuck, whisper in ear, moist tongue.at dry fuck, n.
Blueschild Baby 7: They have facilities for detecting narcotics in the body. [...] I’ll make the appointment for the end of the week. That will give you time to dry out.at dry out, v.
Blueschild Baby 25: She hands him the two packets and takes the money. ‘How’s the stuff?’ Sun asks her. ‘Dyno’.at dyno, adj.1
Blueschild Baby 98: Chump really thinks he can help somebody, faggot ass M.F. needs to help himself.at faggot-ass (adj.) under faggot, n.1
Blueschild Baby 55: Her son came by [...] don’t know nothing bout no dope. They flagged him in the hall and put some stuff in his pocket. Breeze her old man got busted too.at flag, v.2
Blueschild Baby 53: Murphy men and con-men hunting marks, running games on the whole world.at Murphy man (n.) under Murphy (Game), the, n.
Blueschild Baby 62: ‘[T]wo of em just stuck up the bar and when the cat didn’t get up off the bread fast enough, blew him away’.at get off, v.4
Blueschild Baby 117: [G]rog don’t agree with stomach or head, but after the third rum am feeling gay.at grog, n.1
Blueschild Baby 24: ‘You straight?’ ‘Yeah, what you want?’ ‘Two halves.’ ‘Walk into the hall’.at half-piece (n.) under half, n.
Blueschild Baby 123: Got my pants down and jissom shooting everywhere, force her legs apart and I’m in, driving for all my worth.at in, adv.
Blueschild Baby 36: ‘You oughta know [whites] ain’t never told the truth about nothing, especially about you [...] Only brothers they going to tell you about is those good jeffin niggers’.at jeff, v.
Blueschild Baby 18: ‘I can’t baby, got it [i.e. a syringe] in my arm already,’ and she boots the blood smiling. We finish up and clean the joints.at joint, n.
Blueschild Baby 190: ‘You’re young yet, knock yourself out, there’ll be plenty of time for love’.at knock yourself out! (excl.) under knock out, v.
Blueschild Baby 68: A court of his acknowledged peers will try him. [...] We are his brothers. Not that blind bitch downtown holding scales. Guilty, guilty, L.A.M.F. is the verdict of the people.at l.a.m.f., phr.
Blueschild Baby 22: ‘What you been doing since you got out? Fucking around again?’ ‘Yeah, light weight though, ain’t got no jones yet’.at lightweight, n.
Blueschild Baby 93: Another near fatal O.D., but always I return from the dead to try again, my life is always on the line.at on the line, phr.
Blueschild Baby 87: ‘I’d a been made if I were you, stead of being out here like I am now’.at made (up), adj.
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