Michael De Santa Sounds: Grand Theft Auto V Edit

Abso fucking Lutely.

Absolutely.

Actually, we need to go someplace else.

Admit it, you like me.

Ah.

Alrighty then, let's have a little chat.

Alrighty then, let's party.

And how are you?

And I imagine your life is really fun.

And you are history.

Are you fucking with me?

Are you kidding me?

Asshole.

Bring a friend over.

Bullshit.

Bullshit.

By the way, you look beautiful. Full.

Bye, bye.

Can I help you?

Cash now.

Clean out that register now.

Close, but no cigar, sweetheart.

Come on, admit it. You love me.

Come on, faster.

Come on, lady, don't fight.

Come on, let's in this shit.

Come on, motherfucker. Come on.

Come on. Come on, motherfucker. Come on.

Cough

Cough 2

Countryside.

Customer service in this place sucks.

Do you like me?

Don't act like a tough guy.

Don't be a fucking hero.

Don't even think about it.

Don't make me do something I don't wanna.

Don't take this personally, but I gotta go.

Downtown Vine.

Drop what you're doing to get your ass over here.

East Los Santos.

Enjoy checking out my ass?

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

Fake women. Absolute superficiality. Silicone. I'm home, baby.

Faster.

Franklin.

Fuck all you fucking fucks.

Fuck off.

Fuck this crap.

Fuck this.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

Fuck, are you?

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fucking start.

Fucking yeah.

Get me off now.

Get me off. Get me off now.

Get out of there, bitch.

Get the fuck out of the car.

Get the fuck outta here.

Get your ass over here.

Give me all the cash and you'll live.

Give me all your cash.

Give me some help.

Give me something bigger.

Give me whatever you got in the register.

Go bring a friend over.

Go fuck yourself.

God damn it.

Good.

Goodbye.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Gordo.

Gotta go.

Grip it, rip it and watch it go.

Half for fucks sake.

Hello and how are you?

Hello Sir. I mean Madam. I mean whatever.

Hello, Sir.

Hello, sweetheart.

Hello.

Hello.

Hey, be cool.

Hey, big guy.

Hey, don't go all quiet on me, baby.

Hey, don't go all quiet on me, baby. It's not sex.

Hey, how you doing, homie?

Hey, I'm trying to be a good husband.

Hey, sorry I gotta get out of here.

Hey, we need a ride fast.

Hey, we need wheels.

Hey.

Hi.

Hold on.

Hold on.

How about we go back to your place?

How about we hit somewhere private?

How do you know if you're ready when you're not ready and kind of ready and ready all at once?

How you doing beautiful?

How you doing out there?

I didn't marry anyone yet, if I hadn't already made that mistake.

I don't think so.

I don't think so.

I feel really sorry for the prick who wakes up next to you.

I love to, but I'm married.

I love you, my darling.

I love you.

I need some help here.

I need to borrow your car, lady.

I really love you.

I really wanna try one of those new drivers.

I said goodbye.

I see some bad drivers, but you woo.

I told you to fuck off.

I'd advise against that course of action.

I'd really love to, but I'm trying to be good.

I'd really love to.

I'll see you in a bit.

I'm a bad person.

I'm a producer.

I'm begging my wife and I'm trying to be good.

I'm gonna be using your car.

I'm gonna break your fucking fingers you don't knock that shit off.

I'm not having a good day.

I'm not sure what to say about that.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm sorry, where were we?

It's been a long time since I saw you sweat and heard you moan, my little buttercup.

It's insured.

It's just a car.

It's not sex.

Jesus.

Just give me what's in the register.

Keep Coolio, baby. It's just a car.

Let's have a little chat.

Let's not fuck this up.

Let's party.

Let's see a little F.

Michael with 1L.

Michael.

Motherfucker.

Motherfucker.

Move that sweet ass.

Murrieta Heights.

My God, you said. And despair.

Nah.

No heroics, just give me what's in the register.

No thanks, gorgeous.

No thanks, gorgeous. I'm happily married now.

No, no, we need something bigger.

No, not now.

No, you do not.

No.

No.

Not bad.

Not now.

Now.

Of course.

Ohh fuck off.

Ohh fuck.

Ohh fucking start.

Ohh God.

Ohh hell yes.

Ohh man stop stop.

Ohh man, you are one sad, sad woman.

Ohh Shank you very much.

Ohh shit.

Ohh shit.

Ohh taxi.

Ohh yeah, let's do this thing.

Ohh you go girl.

Ohh, Daddy likes this one.

Ohh, hold on.

Ohh, so now you're a tough guy?

Ohh, that's nice.

Ohh, you screwed up my car.

Ohh, you're a psycho, you know that?

Ohh, you're happy now.

Ohh.

Ohio.

Out producing the goods.

Pacific Ocean.

Pair idea.

Pay close attention.

Piece of shit.

Remember, I'm a bad person.

Richmond.

Rockford Hills.

San Andreas.

Screw you.

Seems kind of interesting.

Shut the fuck up with that shit.

Shut the fuck up.

Shut up.

So who are you anyway?

Some other time.

Sorry, I'm begging my wife and I'm trying to be good.

Sounds like a plan.

South Los Santos.

Stay calm and clean out your register.

Tattoo superficial women who actually like me.

Taxi.

Taxi.

Thank you.

That shut up.

That's shut your fucking mouth.

The fucking Army.

There you go, baby. You're earning it.

There's only one way this could go for you bad.

They're really starting to piss me off.

This car ain't big enough.

This is gonna get ugly, pal.

This was a nice car.

To think you grew up in a trailer park.

Track.

Uh-huh.

Venice.

Vespucci Beach.

Vespucci.

We both know how you feel about me.

We need a vehicle fast.

We need a vehicle.

We need something bigger.

We need to go someplace else.

We need wheels.

Well, hello, drug addict.

West Mirror Drive.

What the fuck?

What?

What's going on with you?

What's up, amigo?

What's up?

Whatever.

Where's our ride?

Where's our transport?

Why are you still breathing?

Why do you exist?

Why the hell not gorgeous?

Why?

Why? Why you fuck why?

Yeah, dumb animal.

Yeah, great, Amanda.

Yeah, I guess that's that motherfucker.

Yeah, I really wanna try one of those new drivers.

Yeah, whatever.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, Yeah. Fucking yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Fucking yeah.

Yes.

You are a girl of rare talent.

You are one sad, sad woman.

You better drive.

You could make an old man very happy.

You don't have many friends, do you, pal?

You fool.

You fucking idiot.

You fucking kidding me?

You fucking psycho.

You got a good reason for that.

You got a problem.

You have a fucking call. You're fucking with.

You know how much this car costs.

You know what? I'm done.

You know what? You should see a doctor for that shit.

You know, I bet your mom even hates you.

You know, this car ain't quite the party bus.

You know, you look kind of sexy when you sweat.

You look beautiful.

You look great.

You look like a moron.

You love me.

You make my skin crawl.

You moron.

You motherfuckers.

You piece of shit.

You really are desperate, aren't?

You screwed up my car.

You seem like a nice girl.

You should get some help with that personality of yours.

You suck.

You think you fucking scare me?

You wanna die here?

You want to put a little money on this?

You're a one Nasty fuck.

You're driving.

You're fucking dead.

You're fucking dead.

You're fucking pathetic.

You're not exactly a looker, are you?

You're really sort of pathetic, aren't you?

Your place.

ああ。

ああ。

ああ。

ああ。

ああ。

キターッ。 ああ。

はあ。 ああ。

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