Don't Be A Menace To South Central While Drinking Your Juice In The Hood quotes

View Quote [Loc Dog shoots a hole though his bedroom door as Ashtray approaches] Trey, is that you? Hey **** you better start announcing yourself before you get smoked up in here, ****. Damn. You know that chronic make me paranoid, baby. Come here you old fool dog mark ass trick, give me some love.

View Quote Everyone in the hood been up in her! She got more kids than Mrs. Wayans!

View Quote My name is Dashiki. That's Swahili for "doggy-style."

View Quote [repeated line] Mailman: Message!

View Quote Ashtray: Hey, Preach, what up n***a?
Preach: Y'all need to stop using the word n***a. You see, it's terms like the word n***athat the white man uses to take away the self esteem of another race.
Ashtray: Word.
Preach: Oh yeah, remind me to pick my laundry up from that c***k mother****er up the street.

View Quote [while filling out job application] Name: Loc Dog, baby. Height: Six-deuce! Age: 19. Father's name: mmm... I dunno. Sex: hell yeah, ****! Salary desired: 3 million dollars! Cash!

View Quote "The Dog" don't bite... unless ya ask.

View Quote [After his friend died because he smoked a powerful joint] Yo, pass that shit!

View Quote Loc Dog: I told her I don't want to be on welfare my whole life, you know what i'm sayin'. Hey for real n***a I got bigger and better plans, you know what i'm sayin'. Figured I'd get me a job at the post office, you know, maybe at a bank. You know what I'm saying."
Ashtray: "That's all good, man."
Loc Dog: "Work real hard. Work my way up to manager."
Ashtray: "We need more black people like this."
Loc Dog: "You know what I'm saying? Learn the system a little bit. Then I'll rob that [pulls out a pistol an ****s it] mother****er blind. Break all yallselves.

View Quote Dashiki: Now kids, what do we say to a man that Mommy just met?
Kids: Are you my daddy?

View Quote Loc Dog: How much for this candy bar?
Korean Woman: Das five dala!
Loc Dog: Five dollars? Damn! I better get some sucky-sucky with that!

View Quote Ashtray: We didn't even do nothing.
Officer Self Hatred: What? You think you tough?
[pulls gun on Ashtray]
Officer Self Hatred: You ain't so tough now, little ***ga. I hate your black bas****, you *stink*! I hate your black skin. I hate your black pants. I hate black pepper. I hate black keys on a piano. I hate my gums, because they're black. I hate Whoopi Goldberg's *lips*. I hate the back of Forrest Whittaker's neck. Huh? Most of all, I hate that black-ass Wesley Snipes.

View Quote Loc Dog: Either they don't know, don't show, or don't care about being a menace to South Central while drinking your juice in the hood. That's what it's all about. That's what it's all about.
Mailman: The **** is he talking 'bout?

View Quote Well, I can see how a pretty little woman like yourself can make a man a little sick- I mean, nervous!

View Quote [Ashtray and Dashiki are having foreplay on the kitchen floor. Ashtray gets a hot dog out of the fridge and starts rubbing it on Dashiki's face. She sees what it is and takes it from him] Huh uh, fool. That's the baby's lunch.