Goldmouth: Maybe I oughta eat *your* cornbread.
Rayford Gibson: Motherfucker, you can't have my cornbread. That's for damn sure. You try and take my cornbread, Killing Spree, Part 2 gon' begin up in here on your ***. You thinking about my cornbread, better get the taste out your mouth. That's for damn sure.
Claude Banks: Ray, chill out -
Rayford Gibson: No, fuck him. fuck that, 'cause I'm from New York City, goddammit. Nobody take no cornbread from me. That goes for anyone of you motherfucking farmers who wanna start some shit. You fuck around with me, there's gonna be consequences and repercussions.
Rayford Gibson: Motherfucker, you can't have my cornbread. That's for damn sure. You try and take my cornbread, Killing Spree, Part 2 gon' begin up in here on your ***. You thinking about my cornbread, better get the taste out your mouth. That's for damn sure.
Claude Banks: Ray, chill out -
Rayford Gibson: No, fuck him. fuck that, 'cause I'm from New York City, goddammit. Nobody take no cornbread from me. That goes for anyone of you motherfucking farmers who wanna start some shit. You fuck around with me, there's gonna be consequences and repercussions.
