Tory's Girlfriend: Here we go around with this sh** his phone is always ringing, so sick of this sh**
Tory: Yo whats up bro?
Big Homie: Yo Fargo
Tory: What's the deal?
Big Homie: Yo i need you to pull up to the set asap
Tory: sh** n***a I'm with my shawty, right now though, i can't call you back?
Tory's Girlfriend: Uh Yes
Big Homie: Nah that's gonna have to wait, you remember that house y'all hit up on the East side?
Tory: sh** yea, Chino's crib what about it .. sh** f**..
Big Homie: Ya, them n***as came to the block and shot the little homie up, so we need you to pull up to the set, right now
Tory's Girlfriend: Yo what does that have to do with you? Like can't they do anything on their own? .... sh**
Tory: sh**, look bro, n***as wasn't tryna make nobody get hurt out this mo'f**er, we went to the house on though, we hit the house that sh** ain't go right my n***a. I got out of it one time I told y'all n***as I'm tryna do this music sh**, why the f** ima bring myself right back into this sh**?
Big Homie: Music? n***a f** music
Tory's Girlfriend: Just hang up on that n***a
Big Homie: Look n***a, you either pull up to the block come see us, or we gonna come see you. You choose
Tory: sh** n***a.. Man i gotta go
Tory's Girlfriend: Nah, you ain't going no where, like your not, your not