Snoop DoggQuotes

Captain Mack: Hey, yo Game, why don't you go secure the cockpit, homie.

Gaeman: [locks the cockpit door] Yes, right away. This motherfucker is locked.

Captain Mack: [picks up a bobble head doll; shakes bobble head, making it nod its head; the plane starts up and backs up; hits a switch; camera cuts to some surprised passengers; plane bounces around] Fred G. Sanford, my n*****, and the "G" is for going places, can you dig it? Now we ready to roll. Oh nerves got switches in this, huh? Mmm yum, and they work! Oh this is hot yo! Yeah!

Gaeman: [plane continues bouncing] Oh my gosh!

Captain Mack: Bounce with me! This has hooked up!

Gaeman: Like an elephant!

Captain Mack: [[w:Ignition (Remix)|Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce!] Yeah! ]

Gaeman: [puts a CD in the stereo] Hey, I have the perfect music for this! Yes I have it right here. Huh what what... huh what what-

Captain Mack: [interrupts Gaeman] Hey man, hold on man, hold on.

Gaeman: Like an elephant! Ha ha!

Captain Mack: Naw man, you got to turn that bullsh*t off, man. Can't be ridin to that bullsh*t, man.

Gaeman: Don't you insult my music.

Captain: Ride ya some gangsta sh*t, pop that in man. Captain don't want to hear that Zimbabwe-ah-wa-wa-wa sh*t.

Gaeman: [takes out his CD, puts in Mack's CD] It's not sh*t.

Captain Mack: Whatever, get it out of here. I'm the captain of this motherf*cking sh*t.

Gaeman: Please, man, I...

Captain Mack: What part of "You ain't flying this plane" don't you understand? Sit back and enjoy the flight, Idi Amin!

Captain Mack: [looking into the cockpit] This is some cool shoot, fit for a real nerve.

Captain Mack: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have reached our cruising altitude of 33 thousand feet... 33 THOUSAND FEET? Oh shoot, man! We flyin higher than Redman at the Source Awards!

Captain Mack: Testicles, 1, 2... Testicles, 1, 2. Hey y'all, what's crackalackin? This is your soul plane chauffeur Captain Antoine Mack speaking. Welcome aboard NWA flight 069 from the 310 to the 212. It's time to bust this coney y'all. In a hot second, I'll be hittin them switches and gettin this bitch pumpin and jumpin'. So screw your shoot on tight and enjoy the flight.

Huggy Bear: I believe that was God - the greatest mack of all.

Huggy Bear: Look what the wind blew in.

Huggy Bear: That's for putting hands on Huggy Bear. Nobody touches the Bear, you dig?

Huggy Bear: Look man, this grass is Alabama Creepin Bent, as opposed to Georgia Creepin Bent. It's lighter.

Huggy Bear: I found yo nine-iron, bitch.

Huggy Bear: It's a 76, won't be out til next year. But I know some people who know some people that rob some people.

Huggy Bear: I don't know. Listen to Jim Croce, play darts... whatever the hell else you white people do.

Alonzo: [''After catching Blue in the back of a Korean store after a chase, forcefully pressing a pen down Blue's throat causing him to vomit the crack rocks he was hiding in his stomach''] What's that?

Blue: Motherfucking crack, man.

Alonzo: ['''Pops out a bullet''] That's right, Jimmy Crack Corn. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Oh, you're federally fucked now. You got crack... and a gun. You know with your record you can get 10 years per bullet? Now you gon gimme a name. That's 10 right there.

Blue: Come on, man. You know I ain't no snitch, man.

Alonzo: [''Removes bullet''] I know you ain't no snitch. Gimme a name. That's 20.

Blue: Fuck!

Alonzo: [''Pops out a bullet''; ''Pops out a bullet''] Gimme a name. That's 30 years. You wanna go to jail or you wanna go home?

Blue: He in the county!

Alonzo: Who?

Blue: Nigga named Sandman. That's all the fuck I know, man! Shit!

Alonzo: [''Pops out a bullet''] See how easy that was?

Blue: I'm sick of this shit, man.

Alonzo: You wanna collect the evidence?

Jake: Fuck that.

Alonzo: My nigga.

Blue: [''Wheels up in a wheelchair to Alonzo's vehicle''] What you need, homey?

Jake Hoyt: [[w:crack cocaine|Crack] ]. 20 bucks worth.

Blue: [''Looks at Alonzo''; ''Wheels away in a chase with Alonzo and Jake in pursuit''] Crack? Smells like bacon in this muthafucka! What I look like, a sucka to you, nigga?! Fuck you, rookie!

Blue: [''Flees in wheelchair''] Smells like bacon in this muthafucka! What I look like, a sucka to you, nigga?! Fuck you, rookie!