Pop: That boy got mad issues.
Snaps: Yeah, he do. Two of em. You and me, baby.

Ronnie: You going to the fucking mall when we don't got no business no more?
Kanan: You don't need to worry about what the fuck I'm doing.

Your daughter's dead, Gerald. Because of you. And I'll probably end up in the pen because of you, too. Everything you've done, you've done for yourself. You ain't no friend. You ain't no kind of father, neither. You ain't shit.

Marvin

Ronnie: This is about Raq.
Joaquin: This is about me.

Lou-Lou: Here come the black widow.
Raq: There goes the black eye.

Raq: You know Ronnie don't see the world like normal people, Kanan.
Kanan: I trust him more than I trust you.
Raq: I killed his own brother.

Krystal: What was that?
Kanan: That's my mother's bullshit. Just like always.

Pop: Our shit with Ronnie worth all this?
Snaps: This shit stopped being about Ronnie the moment that she came strolling in here telling us what to do. This shit is about us now. And nobody fucks with us.

Snaps: Your mother is good at this work.
Kanan: So am I.

Snaps: What do you prefer? To be feared or respected, Kanan?
Ronnie: Feared.
Pop: He didn't ask you, Urkel.

Raq: Your little brother's gonna fuck all of us up, Marvin.
Marvin: I got better. Lou can, too.
Raq: Yeah, well, not everybody get better. Not everybody wanna get better.

Shirley: Nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
Lou-Lou: Sometimes it's worse.