Vince: It's been up there fifty years and it isn't even tarnished.
Bradlee: That's the beauty of gold. It never tarnishes. Lasts forever, too. You can twist it, pound it, even piss on it but it's always the same gold. It was here long before we were and it'll be here a long time after we're gone. I bet you a lot of men have died for the gold that's just in this one piece.
Bradlee: Who's going to call the cops? The pidgeons or the rats?
Vince: Look, I don't wanna get in the middle of no big gang hassle.
Savon: Gang? You think we some punk ass gang?
King James: I am a businessman. These are my associates.
Savon: I told you that motherfucker was scandalous! Now we get to break him off some.
King James: The only thing a man's got is his family and his pride. That's all he's got.
Savon: We're past the point of no return.
Don: I don't know what this stuff is anymore. Our gold. God's gold. Fool's gold.
Chosen answer: It's "I Check My Bank" by Sir Mix-A-Lot.
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