But yeah, Magic, Belt to Ass.

Yeah, Magic, Belt to Ass, Rockets.

Magic can't shoot, though. No? Yeah, they can't shoot it like that. That's the only thing. They get some shooting. They're a different team. But imagine we lost, they would have been on my ass.

Because even I heard Paulo talking about it, and he was like, well, he has to say that he has a podcast and everything like that.

No, I'm not saying it because of this podcast, Paulo Abrejiro. That ain't why I'm saying this. I'm saying it because it's the motherfucking truth. When I watch basketball every day, literally every day. So it's no disrespect. But...

What about his- Felt to ask, man. What about either of their games, Wagner, Boncaro.

So, Minnesota play Orlando my first year in Minnesota. You're funny as hell. We play Magic, lose Magic. It's my first game. I get suspended. I don't play because of the Chris Paul push. Oh, of course. Say, let's say, let's say. Push the line. Yeah. So I go to Frank Wagnite to the game like, Hey, bro, I really like your game. So obviously, I knew who he was. My argument was two top 100 motherfuckers, you should make the playoffs. That was my argument. That was my only argument. They playing well this season. Belt to ask, what the fuck is you talking about? What are you talking about? I don't want to hear.

You shut me the fuck up.

Without 50. So you got to think we in the game, We in the game, we ain't got 50 tonight. Right. Because you know Joe, he 50. We call him 50.

Because he could do it anytime he plays the fourth quarter.

Talk shit you want, you don't make me go get 50. Say something, drumming. Being in the club with 50. Would you say drumming? Yeah. Hey, Fifth, check it out.

Fifth will take you window shopping, bro. What?

Yeah. Come here, 50. Yeah, you're talking shit. Me and my homie, we call him 50. He come with 50 shots. Straight up. He hitting every one of them.

Many men have tried 50.

Yeah, straight up. Not him. Oh, man. Look, I'm telling you, we're yelling to the best. You all lucky we ain't got 50 tonight. Yeah, we've been in the zone. Fred Van Fleet, what he was...

So that's what I want to talk about Rockets game next.

Shout out to Fred Van Fleet. That's my homie. Check it out. Before I even tell the Fred Van Fleet story, I got to give you all the real. We're in a bubble, right? We're in a bubble. Fred from Rockets of Illinois.

Okay. Right up the road.

Right up the street. I got a homie who did some unfortunate shit, but he locked up in Rockford for 49 years.Unfortunately.Unfortunately. Heck.

Not unfortunate, but whatever. I go, mind, this is a guy I talk to once a week. You have a collect call from secure. I know this shit by heart. I He locked up in Rockford. We're in a bubble. Hey, Fred. Hey, bro. Hey, man. I don't know nobody in Rockford. You feel me? Everybody I know in Chicago. You feel me? In order for getting help, you need a lawyer from Rockford. Is there any way you can point me to anybody? That was our first conversation, a real conversation. He gave me a lawyer name, number. So shout out to Fred Van Fleet, off the strength for that. But he did something he wasn't supposed to do. We played Fred Van Fleet, and you know me, we walk in, they walking out. I ain't saying no words. What the fuck are we talking about? You already know what's up. John Wick, I'm right here. I'm shopping it up my blades, and I'm in the gun range, literally walking on the court, about to go shoot, if you hear me. If you hear me, that's a bar if you're catching that, man. I'm with it. Yeah, I say last.

I'm just listening. So, Fred, go talk to Reese. I walk right past, I hear Fred Man, that's what we on. That's what we on. What the fuck? Yeah, you know what's on. I literally just put you out in the play here. So you already know what's going on. In my mind, I'm thinking like, You at me. I mean, I put him out in the motherfucking playing. He going to be at my neck. He just got a new bag. He saying, He playing well. Let me lock in for this motherfucking, fuck around, give me 30. So I walk in, what the fuck are we talking about, motherfucker? You know what's going on, right? He don't say nothing the whole night. I close out on Boom. Great close out. Please, I want you all to put the motherfucking the thing under the caption when I'm saying this. I close out on him. Boom. He pump fake, go left. He go left. I'm looking at the ball in my hand about to block the shit out the ball. I swing. He double pumps. His three, that bitch hit all neck. He yelled out, Yeah, motherfucker. Who the fuck are you talking to?

Who is you talking to? You know me. I'm a real assassin. I'm about to go with the whole game. I literally took up. From that moment, though, not from like, Oh, none of that shit. All because of Fred turned me up. He poked bear. No, no, no, no. What's bigger than the bear? That shit that be in the water that I seen on- The Blue Whale? Yeah, I don't know something bigger than the motherfucker. The motherfucker that be eating. The crackin? I don't know. Whatever is in the bottom that don't nobody know about him. Straight up, you poked him. What are you talking to? What are you doing?

Poseid came up from the depths.

Man, stop playing, dog. And then- John Wick. I'm looking at myself, Fixed tie and mirror. I got my John Wick suit on. It's on. Say less. Every play. Silencer. Offensive rebound, display, trayball, foul, another offensive rebound. Who the fuck is you talking to? Who are you talking to? You know me.

And what's she saying back?

He was just chirping at that point. I don't even hear him. All my words is, Who are you talking to? You know I'm a killer. You know it. Everyone knows it, but you know it. Who are you talking to. Shout out to Fred, though. That's my dog. Hug out to every guy. I'm talking about big squeeze. Love him to death. What you mean? But right now, we in competition. But like, real brother, straight up. Solid as they come. Shout out to Fred.

But you got that offensive rebound and simultaneously kick it out to Marcus.

Yeah, Marcus.

And then you say something to Van Fleet after that.

What the fuck is you talking What are you talking to?

Because people pick that up.

Listen, I didn't even pick up my teammate. My teammate on the ground, laying down. He got fouled. I didn't even pick up. I walked right past him. What the fuck is you talking to? Yeah, man. He turned me up.

And still there was a big time.

In Houston. I own property here. I own multiple properties here. Who are you talking to? Who are you talking to? Beautiful homes. Come on, man. Who are you talking to? But say less. You're talking to me. He heard you. Let's go eat. Yeah, let's go. Let's go down this road because I'm in that alley.