All language subtitles for BMF.S04E10.720p.WEB.H264-JFF_track3_eng

[Terry] Fuckin' federales!

[Meech] God damn it, Tee!

This what we get for you letting that fuckin' kid go!

Would you stop blaming me for fuckin' everything?

Loco's boss wants us to meet him in Cali.

Remember, nigga, it's me and you that started this business.

Loco trusts me more than you do, and he got my back, unlike you.

Manuel. Meech and Tee.

Loco has spoken very highly of you.

Now, we always rise to the occasion.

Loco can vouch for us.

Unfortunately, Loco is dead.

[explosion echoes]

You didn't happen to find

my baby shower gift from Terry, did you?

Terry said he gave me cash, and I haven't seen it.

My little Demetrius.

We know that your designer duds and purses

are outside your budget.

I'm sure you can understand folks' concerns.

[Meech] I really want you to help build

our first state-of-the-art studio.

I won't let you down.

Y'all really don't know who y'all fuckin' with, do you?

[Terry] Why is these niggas acting

like this the streets or some shit?

[gunshots]

-[screaming] -[glass shattering]

Why do you make me do crazy shit like this?

[sobbing] Help me.

[Bryant] That skinny motherfucker is B-Mickie.

He's a BMF shooter from Detroit.

And him being here ain't no fuckin' coincidence.

[Meech] Hey, Pops just said

that B-Mick came to the house in Atlanta.

A'ight, look.

A little while back, yes, I let B-Mick back in.

Now, tell me why the fuck would you do that shit.

Yeah, because his daughter was sick and he needed money.

Besides, he proved his fucking loyalty

when he capped Lamar and he ain't have to.

Now, B-Mickie, see, me and him,

we had a deal to ambush Meech and Terry,

but your boy ambushed me.

Listen, I'ma ask you one last fuckin' time.

Where he at?

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[gunfire, indistinct shouting]

♪♪♪

[men shouting in Spanish]

[gunfire, shouting continue]

Man, fuck these assholes.

♪♪♪

Shit! I'm out of fuckin' bullets!

[speaking Spanish]

[Terry] Yo, how far is the helicopter?

[Loco] I don't know! Demetri, hold on!

[Terry] Oh, shit! What the fuck?!

[bullets ricocheting]

♪♪♪

[men shouting in Spanish]

[Loco] Demetri! Demetri! The door is stuck!

[groans]

We got to get the fuck out of here.

Man, we got to make a run for it.

-[Loco] I go first! -Give me the shotgun, Tee.

I'll cover you. Then Tee's next.

Yo, save some bullets to cover my ass, Meech!

[gunfire, shouting continue]

Fuck! I'm out! I'm out!

What the fuck, Meech?! Now I'm a open target!

-[grunts] -Loco!

-We got to help him. -No! No, no, no.

You're gonna end up dead too! Meech!

[older Terry] Meech might've been willing to die

for the plug, but I sure as fuck

wasn't willing to risk my dream of making it home for Loco.

♪ I got everything on the line ♪

♪ Out here I'm on the grind, trying to get mine ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga movin' weight, trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand , it go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin' ♪

♪ They tell 'em what's goin' on ♪

♪ That's how they know what's happenin' ♪

♪ I'm ridin' with the top down, trunk full of yola ♪

♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola ♪

♪ Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos ♪

♪ They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying, Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pops locked up when it hurts the worst ♪

♪ Your ace find out she knocked up ♪

♪ Welfare ain't an option when the feds come knocking ♪

♪ It's all fucked up, so wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga movin' weight, trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram ♪

♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip and I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you could wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ All you got to do is wish me luck, yeah ♪

So let me get this right.

Y'all think B-Mickie and Bryant

are working together right here in Atlanta?

And we need to find out fast, because the new plug in Cali

is holding the work until we get shit on lock out here.

Cali? What the fuck happened with Loco?

It don't matter. We got a new plug.

Now, Tina and Foley got new drivers and stash houses.

We can't move shit till we know it's safe.

Look, I need you to hit B-Mickie up and see where he stands.

-Alright? -Alright.

Since you brought him back into the fold,

it seems like he trust me.

I can set it up how y'all want.

You know what? Call him.

Act like you think he's still in the D, right?

Just tell him to come to Atlanta 'cause shit went sideways

and- and we really need his help.

Then we'll take it from there.

A'ight.

I'll line him up nice and tight.

Let me ask you something.

So you and Tee was tight as a motherfucker

when you let B-Mick back in, huh?

[Terry] Hey, yo. Hoop held it down, a'ight?

He did his part. He's my right hand, period.

[cellphone rings, beeps]

Hello?

[voice breaking] Tee, Boom tried to kill me.

[Terry] Wait. What?

He T-boned my car.

I'm fucked up, and I'm in the hospital.

Look- look, I'm- I'ma kill that nigga.

[sobbing] Please come back from California.

[Terry] And I'm actually in Atlanta right now, alright?

Shit happened with me and Meech, and this can't wait.

I need you!

Markisha, I'll put some guys outside your room

until I get there, alright?

Tee, you're not listening to me!

I'm fucked up, and I need you!

Kisha, our entire organization is at risk right now, okay?

Meech needs me.

Fuck your brother! Get here!

What that sac chaser want?

-Nothin'. -Hm.

Shit, I can't tell it's nothin'.

Let me know when you make contact with B-Mick, a'ight?

A'ight. You got it, dawg.

Think Meech will ever trust us again?

[door opens, closes]

Fuck him.

As soon as I get shit on lock out here,

we goin' our separate ways, for good.

Where we at with the BOLO and APB on Brian Mickie?

[Hardy] Nothing at airports, bus stations, or Amtrak.

Checkpoints out of every major highway out of Atlanta

have been checked, too, so we know he hasn't left the city.

Plus Brian Mickie's daughter was reported missing in Detroit

by the mother, Aisha Mickie.

But Detroit PD can't seem to locate her either.

[Twolips] Shit. You think Meech could be connected to this, too?

I'm not sure, but let's distribute their photos as well.

Maybe they're here with B-Mickie.

Well, if they are, it's not at the Peachtree Motel.

We've had round-the-clock surveillance on that place

since we found the gun.

Plus, his car's still parked in the lot,

and there's been absolutely no sign of Brian Mickie whatsoever.

Well, if he ain't been back there by now,

his ass ain't goin' back.

Let's get our people off the spot

-and double 'em up on patrol. -Ten-four.

Listen up!

The moment anyone so much as gets a glimpse

of this motherfucker... you call me first.

[baby cooing]

Look at you. You look just like your mommy.

You have dimples just like your mommy.

[laughs]

This is the last of it.

I'ma miss you, baby.

♪♪♪

It's looking really good, Pops.

Oh, you deserve a nice crib for your new place.

Thanks.

Hey.

Are you sure that Breeze is gonna be able to provide

for y'all?

Not only did I get approved for Section 8 housing,

but Breeze got a job at the Pepsi plant.

[Charles] Hey. See, Lucille?

-Everything is gonna be fine. -Yeah.

But we're not letting you off the hook for college.

I'm enrolling in classes here,

and when the baby gets a little older,

I'm gonna go back to Morris Brown.

-I promise. -Don't promise me.

-Promise yourself. -I will.

And Breeze isn't giving up on college either.

He's, uh, hoping to get back

before the next season of football, so...

[baby crying]

Ooh. So many changes.

And I know the Lord is in control of everything,

but it just feels so hard.

I'm also waiting on the elders

to decide between me and Pastor Fleming.

Everything will turn out as it's supposed to.

♪♪♪

[cellphone rings, beeps]

What up, doe?

[Hoop] Yo, where the fuck you at?

At Flood's, gettin' a drink.

Well, I'm in the A with Tee, and we need help

movin' this beef shipment back to the restaurant.

I need you to leave the D and meet us down here ASAP.

-What's in it for me? -Money, nigga!

Alright? Hit me as soon as you touch down.

Alright. I'll see you when I get there.

[alarm blaring in distance, engine revs]

[line rings]

[Aisha] Hi. You've reached the Mickie family.

Please leave a message and we'll call you back.

-[beep] -Baby- Aisha, w-where are you?

I left you like four messages already.

Is Vee okay?

I know I was supposed to be headed home,

but something came up and I'm gonna be here for a minute.

Please call me back when you get this.

♪♪♪

[engine stops]

Hey, stay put while I pay.

[Vee] I got to go potty.

Can you get the bathroom key?

Oh, I got you, sweetheart. Don't worry about it.

-[seat belt clicks] -Alright.

[door hinges squeaking]

♪♪♪

[breathing heavily]

Come on, come on.

[breathing heavily]

♪♪♪

-[door handle rattling] -Come on.

[grunts]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Come on, baby. Okay. Come on.

Come on.

Let's go.

Go where?

T-To the bathroom.

She was gonna pee her pants.

♪♪♪

[tense music playing]

Good thing I got the bathroom key, right?

Don't worry, baby girl.

We gonna get you to the bathroom.

And then...And then we're gonna surprise your daddy

at the Peachtree Motel.

[chuckles]

♪♪♪

Come on. Let's go.

Go. Go. Hurry up.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[Meech] When we were in Mexico, we met this old guy, a healer.

He saved my life.

And he predicted our futures.

Yeah? Well, what did he say?

That my brother would have a house on the hill

and that I would be the Black Pablo Escobar.

Pablo's a legend.

He even had a zoo in his mansion.

Well, do you believe him?

♪♪♪

I do.

And I know I'm destined for big shit-

with or without my brother.

♪♪♪

[voice echoing] Markisha.

What the fuck are you doing here?

Trust me, bitch. I don't want to be here neither.

Look, Tee told me to come by and see if you was a'ight.

Unfortunately...the doctor said you gonna be fine.

Tell that nigga Tee I said he needs to bring his ass here.

H-hold up. Hold up.

I don't take no fucking orders from you.

You got shit backward. You- You know what?

I should've never came no way.

First time we ever agreed on something.

And I see you still in love. It's a fucking sad sight.

Yeah, and I see you still sittin' here

like a old alley cat.

And you think you gonna win Tee over by bein' his do girl?

Oh, poor alley cat.

You done used up all your nine lives, huh?

Let me tell you somethin'.

I got his mind, his dick,

and I ain't goin' nowhere, baby girl.

Girl, let me tell you somethin'.

Like I said before, I still got his blood,

so I ain't going nowhere neither, bitch.

And you know what?

If you wasn't in this hospital bed right now,

I'd beat your ass.

I ain't even got the energy to fight you no more.

You know what? Me neither.

So how about for the sake of our families,

we learn to tolerate each other, alright?

At this point, I'm willing to do

whatever I got to do for me and mine.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪ Yeah, survival of the fittest ♪

♪ Going to my destination ♪

♪ Now I'm ridin' with a vision ♪

♪ Ten toes down, I ain't hidin'... ♪

[B-Mickie] What's poppin' off?

Everything's going to shit.

Meech's right hand, Laz, turned snitch,

and the stash just got knocked by Bryant.

Damn, Bryant's here?

Yeah, that nigga's still on us.

And to make matters worse, Laz got murked.

So they arrested Meech 'cause they think he did it.

Yo, that's fucked up.

Well, what y'all gonna do about it?

Tee's got a plan, but I don't trust it.

Ever since Meech moved here,

Tee been makin' all kinds of bad moves.

A while back, I get capped by this Henri bitch

and almost died 'cause of that nigga, man.

Look, I don't want to die or wind up in jail, B.

Alright. I hear you, alright?

You and me could take over.

What? Hell, nah! That's shits grimy, dawg!

Hoop, these niggas took everything I had from me.

I was the one that helped them build the organization

from the ground up back when we was 50 Boyz,

and now I'm owed mine.

Niggas don't give a fuck about you,

nor do they give a fuck about me.

They ain't never did!

And it's clear they don't got their shit together,

so we might as well take advantage

of the opportunity now.

Shit, man. You got a point.

Yeah.

But tell me, how can I trust you?

Because Tee said some real crazy shit about you, B.

He thinks you still workin' with Bryant.

Is that true?

Bryant had me over a barrel back then,

but I never gave him information.

Never. And I would never work with that nigga again.

Just because you said you wouldn't

don't mean you ain't, nigga!

Well, if I was fuckin' with Bryant,

he damn for sure wouldn't like the fact

that I was the one that killed Laz.

♪♪♪

And if I'm hearin' you right, with Meech inside,

Tee the only one left on the chessboard.

We take out Tee...

we take over BMF. You and me.

♪♪♪

I do know how the operation runs.

We can make it right in without missing a beat.

With all the heat from the cops,

we got to meet somewhere off the grid.

Thomas Square is abandoned and shit.

I'll set it up, tomorrow night at 8:00

and feed Tee right to you.

Let's do it.

♪ Now I'm ridin' with a vision ♪

♪ Ten toes down, I ain't hidin', ain't trippin' ♪

♪ Get your cameras out; You tryin' to be a witness? ♪

♪ I'm cut like this ♪

So he ain't fuckin' with Bryant.

Hate his bitch ass just as much as we do.

But this double-crossin', lyin' motherfucker

looked me dead in my eyes and admitted

that he clipped Laz to get back at you

for all the shit that he's been through.

You see? You should've never let his ass back in.

Man, ain't shit we can do about that now.

The only thing that matters is what we do next.

Oh, B-Slickie think Meech is locked up

so me and him gon' ambush Tee.

Well, tomorrow night, we endin' this shit once and for all.

I bought him a plot next to his moms and Kato,

and he gon' lay in it.

[sirens wailing, horns honking in distance]

♪♪♪

[cellphone ringing, beeps]

-Hello? -Brian! We're in Atlanta.

We went to the Peachtree Motel, but you weren't there.

Yeah, baby. I was tryin' to call you

and let you know what was goin' on.

You and Vee okay?

I got your bitch and your baby.

Brian, if you want 'em to live,

you'll do everything I say.

Hey, please don't hurt my family, okay?

I'll do whatever you want.

Alright. Then you turn yourself in to me.

Wait. I-I got something better.

Nah, nah. See, you don't make the demands right now, nigga.

-I do. -Lamar, listen.

Me and Terry, we meetin' up tomorrow night.

Fuck that one-eyed motherfuckin' nigga!

-I want you. -Meech will be there.

Look, we can finally finish what we started.

♪♪♪

[exhales deeply]

What's the address?

I want my family in exchange for an address.

Nah. Nah. See, we not gon' do that.

I'ma hold on to them a little while longer.

What's the address, Brian?

And don't you even think about double-crossing me again.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Fuck.

[Hardy] Look, there's been no sign of B-Mickie.

But dispatch did receive a call from the manager

-over at the Peachtree Motel. -Where we found the gun?

Yeah. The manager called to report some strange behavior

from some guests that are matching the description

of B-Mickie's missing child and his wife.

[Bryant] No shit.

She tried to check into his room,

but when the manager said he wasn't there,

she left with a guy in a hearse.

A hearse?

A hearse?

Well, there can't be too many of them on the road.

Let's put that on broadcast.

You know, Mama was always harping on me

to get married and have a family.

So someone could look after me after she gone.

Vee the sweetest little girl.

She remind me of Zoe.

Tell me about her.

Zoe had the most beautiful smile.

She's smart as hell, too.

She used to whoop me in Monopoly every time we'd play together.

She wanted to go to college, play tennis.

Ain't that somethin'?

What happened to her?

Well, she stopped talkin' to me after her mama died.

You know, Mo and Zoe were my world.

I'm really sorry.

I hope you can see that...

hurting someone else's family isn't the answer.

I would never hurt you or Zoe.

I know you wouldn't. You're a good man.

I lost Mo and Zoe 'cause of Meech.

That's why he got to go.

Brian lost everything because of Meech, too.

He's your enemy...not Brian.

Your hubby ever tell you what happened to Kato?

No. He...He just said it was Meech's fault.

I was there that night.

Meech shot me.

[gunshot echoes]

B-Mickie shot Kato.

[gunshot echoes]

Killed her in cold blood.

♪♪♪

I don't believe you.

Oh, you better believe it, baby. I was there that night.

She was pregnant!

Damn.

Damn. I didn't know that. That's fucked up.

♪♪♪

He's been lying to me all this time.

See, you thought I was a monster

when the real monster was your baby daddy.

That's why that nigga and Meech got to pay for what they did.

♪♪♪

And then you, me, sweet little Vee...

we can be one big, happy family.

♪♪♪

[mid-tempo hip-hop playing]

♪♪♪

Where'd you learn to do that shit?

From the new plug.

I can't even lie, that nigga next level.

What you want to holla at me about, though?

I just wanted to apologize about B-Mickie.

You know how Tee can be.

Mm.

Always trying to be big brother, huh?

He didn't want you knowin' about B-Mickie,

and I was in a tight spot.

I was just tryin' to do right by him.

Shits changed between me and Tee in Mexico.

And ever since we got back, he continues to fuck up

and not have my back.

I just wanted you to know that I'm loyal to the both of you

for life.

I never want you to feel disrespected by me, ever.

Well, I appreciate you comin' at me like this.

And I appreciate you for listenin', dawg.

Y-You beefin' with Tee like this got the family fucked up.

And I'm worried about the future of our organization,

and I hope y'all can come together.

♪ And I'm rollin' too deep, tryin' to dodge the police ♪

♪ Tryin' to dodge the police as I'm cruisin' in the streets ♪

♪♪♪

We gonna smoke these

when B-Mickie's ass is six feet under.

A'ight, dawg.

♪ There's a homicide like every other week ♪

♪ I don't know, I don't know who really got that nigga ♪

Thank you for the flowers, Tee.

-They're beautiful. -[Terry] Oh, you welcome, babe.

So, how you feelin'?

Doctor said I could go home in like a week.

Oh, that's good. That's real good.

You know, my guy said they still haven't seen Boom

around the hospital, so that's good too.

I don't know why you sent LaWanda over here.

She tried to threaten me and shit.

[chuckles] Look, LaWanda's just a mama bear.

-She's all bark and no bite. -Well, we came to an agreement

that neither one of us is going anywhere.

Well, I mean, that's not... exactly true.

What you mean?

When Meech and I are done out here and get shit squared away,

you and I are moving to California.

-For real? -Yeah. For real.

And, um, with the move, I can still keep eyes on the business,

keep you away from Boom.

And I can help you expand the business.

I could be your right hand.

Well, I was actually planning on retiring

once I clean up enough money.

Retire?

You gonna have to sock away a lot more money

before you could do that.

Plus, we got to keep up with everyone in the game

and Hollywood.

That's important to me.

[exhales deeply] Look. If it's -

If it's important to you... it's important to me.

I love you, Tee.

Damn, fat boy. You on one, huh?

Fuck you, Meech.

Man, grab your strap and let's go.

-Showtime, motherfuckers. -[gun cocks]

♪♪♪

[dispatcher] Attention, all units.

Hearse has been spotted outside of Thomas Square.

-[static hisses] -Roger that. On my way.

♪♪♪

[dramatic music playing]

♪♪♪

[voice echoing] Hoop!

Hoop!

[Hoop] You made it.

Tee on his way yet?

-I'm already here, nigga. -[gun cocks]

-Yeah, and I'm here, too, nigga. -[gun cocks]

You motherfucker.

Nigga, I should've killed your punk ass

-when I had a chance. -You still don't get it.

You killed me the day you kicked me out.

Everybody I loved is dead, and it's all because of you.

Well, now you about to have a happy ending.

You, your moms, and Kato, all y'all about to be together.

[gunfire]

♪♪♪

[gunfire continues]

I'm back!

-The Terminigga! -Lamar?! What the fuck?!

Y'all can run, but y'all niggas can't hide!

[Aisha gasps]

Meech, that's my fuckin' wife! Don't shoot back!

-[gunfire] -[Lamar] Hey, Meech!

We about to finally finish what we started!

Oh, I'ma finish your ass, alright.

Man, you took my corners. You took Monique. You took Zoe!

You made it easy, 'cause you ain't shit, motherfucker!

A'ight, like I started to say last time,

addiction's a powerful drug.

It eats away at you, consumes your thoughts,

and all you want is a little taste.

And I'ma savor every last bite

when I finally kill your bitch ass!

[shells clattering]

Man, you a crazy-ass nigga.

That's why the streets don't respect you!

[Lamar] I ain't crazy!

Mama just said I'm misunderstood!

[gunfire]

Nigga, you and your dead-ass mama

both fucked up in the head.

[gunfire, bullets ricocheting]

[brakes squeak, static hisses]

Detective Bryant.

[dispatcher] Ten-four, Bryant. We copy.

I need backup at the Thomas Mall.

Repeat- I need backup at the Thomas Mall.

Atlanta PD!

Come out with your hands up!

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

I'm a police officer. You okay?

Where's your mom?

♪♪♪

[exhales sharply] Get down!

♪♪♪

[Lamar] Aisha, stay down!

[gunfire continues]

♪♪♪

Nigga, I got nine lives.

I been waitin' for this shit so long!

♪♪♪

[grunting]

[Aisha gasps]

[shells clattering]

[exhales weakly]

♪♪♪

Aisha!

♪♪♪

-Come on baby. Let's-- -Don't you fuckin' touch me!

[B-Mickie] What the fuck is wrong with you?

He told me you killed Kato.

Oh, my God. So it's true?

You lied to me... about how Kato got killed.

I don't even know who you fucking are anymore!

He told you he killed his baby mama too?

[Aisha] I don't care!

He's not my husband and the father of our daughter.

[Lamar wheezing]

It's okay. You're not alone.

The fuck are you crying for?

The world is better without him.

Finally, this nigga's dead.

-Now it's B-Mickie's turn. -[gun cocks]

It's over, Brian!

[Aisha gasps]

Fuck! It's Bryant. Come on.

-Shit. -Come on!

It ain't over till I say it's over.

You don't want to do this!

Think I'm bluffing? Try me!

I killed my last bitch, huh? Remember that?

You don't want your little girl growing up without her mother.

[Aisha] No!

-[gunshots] -No! No!

♪♪♪

-[B-Mickie grunts] -[Aisha] No!

[gasps, sobs]

I want my d-daughter!

Hey. Hey.

She's outside in the Bronco.

[breathing heavily]

♪♪♪

Lamar Silas?

[somber music playing]

♪♪♪

[baby crying]

[Lucille chuckles]

Oh, my goodness. Look how little Nicole was.

She sure was.

-[laughs] -[telephone ringing]

Oh, Jesus.

-Hello? -[Aisha] Miss Lucille?

Brian's dead. [sobs]

[Lucille] Brian?

Oh, my God! What- What happened?

[Aisha] It's a lot to explain,

but- but me and Vee are in Atlanta.

Since you all were family, I'm releasing the body to you.

Bury him wherever you want. [exhales deeply]

Wait. Why?

He- He put us through hell,

and I-I need to move on with my life.

♪♪♪

[door closes]

The drivers are ready and asking when the shipment's coming in.

You know Bryant still have eyes on us, right?

How we gonna move all this work

with Domey the Clown still on our heel?

[cellphone ringing, beeps]

What up, doe?

Hey, son.

Aisha called with some terrible news.

Brian died in Atlanta .

B-Mickie's dead?

Damn.

Meechie, we need to know if you or your brother

-had anything to do with this. -[Meech] No, Mama. Listen.

Me and Tee are a lot of things, but we ain't that.

But since B-Mickie was family,

we gon' pay for the funeral,

and we gon' get him the send-off that he deserves.

Now, I want you to come

officiate the funeral, too, Mama.

Your father and I will be there.

Thank you. I love you.

Yo, we not payin' for his funeral.

Yes, we are.

And we got to call Manuel

and tell him we got another way to move the work.

[DMX] Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering.

♪ Hey, yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin' ♪

♪ I can't get up ♪

♪ Hey, yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin' ♪

♪ I can't get up ♪

♪ Hey, yo, I'm slippin', I'm fallin' ♪

♪ I gots to get up ♪

♪ Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up ♪

♪ I've been through mad different phases like mazes ♪

♪ To find my way ♪

♪ And now I know that happy days are not far away ♪

♪ If I'm strong enough, I'll live long enough ♪

♪ To see my kids doing something more constructive ♪

♪ With their time than bids ♪

♪ I know because I been there ♪

♪ Now I'm in there ♪

♪ Sit back and look at what it took for me to get there ♪

♪ First came the bullshit, the drama with my mama ♪

♪ She got on some fly shit, so I split and said that I'ma be ♪

♪ That seed that doesn't need much to succeed ♪

-That was a beautiful service. -Oh, my goodness.

It was hard, but beautiful.

You know, I'm really proud of you using your gifts.

Thank you.

I'm not gonna go to the repast because the, uh,

the elders want to meet with me tomorrow,

so I'm gonna take a flight tonight, and...

and then I'll tell you all about it when you come home.

Lucille, I'm not going back to Detroit.

It's- It's time for us to find out who we are apart.

And...I'ma do that here, in Atlanta.

-Charles, please don't leave me. -No, no, no, no. Listen.

You finally getting what you want- me out the house.

No. I don't want to be alone.

Listen, everything's gonna be just fine. I know it.

You've survived worse.

I wish you the best of everything.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[door opens]

[bird cawing]

[older Meech] I knew Bryant would be watching us.

So we hid that shit in plain sight

and moved it right under that pussy's nose.

We were elevating our fleet with the limos.

They hold more work, and every one is custom built

so the police couldn't detect the stash spots.

Shit, it was more airtight than a nun's coochie-

and the future of BMF.

♪♪♪

[Elder Jones] Now as you know,

we've all been doing some soul searching over your future here.

But before we proceed, we do have some questions.

Was Brian Mickie's criminal association with your sons

what got him killed?

My sons are entrepreneurs.

But you knew that from the beginning.

Now, I will tell you what they are not- killers.

Pastor, we do not mean to insinuate

your boys are anything but upstanding citizens.

Listen, this is the last time

I will be disrespected by this body.

♪ Ain't no way I'm gonna stop my journey now ♪

Effective immediately... I resign.

♪♪♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, somebody say it ♪

♪ Ain't no way I'm gonna stop my journey... ♪

♪ My journey now ♪

♪ Oh, as ♪

♪ Long as I got faith... ♪

I'm goin' back to the D.

Oh, yeah?

You goin' back for that sac chaser, huh?

Man, I'm goin' back 'cause I'm done with your ass, a'ight?

You done with me?

Motherfucker, how you done with me?

I been done with your ass.

You chose your side

when you left me and Loco in Mexico, nigga.

[Terry] Meech!

[gunfire]

♪♪♪

-Come on. -[groaning]

Tee! Help us, Tee! Come on, Tee!

[gunfire, bullets ricocheting]

[Meech] Tee, where the fuck you going?!

Bring your bitch ass back!

!Maricón!

Come on, Meech! Let's go! Meech!

[speaking Spanish]

Meech, come on!

[gunfire continues]

Fuck! We got to go!

Hey, hey! Stop! Stop! We got to wait for my brother!

♪♪♪

You popped off all your rounds to protect his ass,

and not once did you think about protecting mine's.

You stupid motherfucker.

You always supposed to protect the plug.

Not over your own flesh and blood, Meech.

You flew off in a fucking helicopter, Tee!

I told the pilot to wait!

He heard the fucking gunfire, and he took off!

Boy, you left us to die out there.

No, nigga! I left Loco to die in Mexico!

You're my brother.

My brother, a'ight?

You care more about him...

than you did about making sure we got home safe together.

Yeah, when I was chasing that helicopter,

all I could think about

was my kids, Mama, Pops, Nikki.

♪♪♪

And if Loco was dead... shit, maybe...

just maybe things could go back to the way it was between us.

Shit can never go back to the way it was.

You selfish-ass nigga. You chose your fuckin' self.

Meech, you know why I stayed back in the D?

'Cause I'm always lookin' out for our family

and protectin' 'em while your ass was out here

-partying in the fuckin' A. -Bullshit!

You stayed back there 'cause you was pussy-whipped over Markisha.

-Well, she's family now, Meech. -[chuckles]

She's all I got now, especially considering the fact

that I've been replaced by Duffy, Laz, Pusha,

and whoever the fuck else.

And all they ever done is cause you problems.

They never held you down the way I hold you down.

Lettin' B-Mick back in

and startin' a whole fuckin' war in the Lou

is not havin' my back!

I don't need you no more.

I got all the disciples I need.

Yeah? What, you gonna start your own Big Meech church now?

You goddamn right I am.

Well, I ain't drinkin' from that fuckin' Kool-Aid.

I'ma hit up Manuel,

and I'ma tell him I'm dealin' with all the shit in the D.

You can do whatever the fuck you want out here in the A.

Good. Whatever you got to do to get the fuck out my face.

Meech, fuck you and fuck all that womb-to-the-tomb bullshit.

Hey, just remember somethin',

I'm the face of this organization.

No matter how hard you try,

you always gon' be in my shadow, nigga.

♪♪♪

[Hardy] Hey, man, I just want to say congratulations

-on the new joint task force. -Thanks.

But you know we ain't gon' stop

until we run every single drug dealer out of Georgia.

Well, more manpower is always a good thing.

I still got to go through a whac-a-mole to get to Meech.

You know what I don't like?

I don't like that we got to share space

with these DEA motherfuckers.

Yeah, and I heard this Taylor dude's a real dick.

And I plan on living up to that reputation.

♪♪♪

Mike Taylor.

Ah. The hell with the, uh, niceties.

You strike me as a man who likes to get right to it.

Damn straight. So get to it.

Oh, you've taken a little bit of drugs off the street.

I'll give you that.

But with all these dead homeboys in your wake...

you also got your pecker in a pinch.

Well, way I look at it, it's three fewer bodies

in an already overcrowded prison system.

[chuckles] An optimist. I like it.

Yeah.

Let's get somethin' straight.

I've been on BMF since day one.

You need me more than I need you.

Easy, playa.

Big Meech is still out there.

So whether you like it or not, we both need each other.

♪♪♪

Let's take down those BMF motherfuckers.

♪♪♪

[up-tempo music playing]

♪♪♪

[engine stops, music stops]

My goodness. What are we doing here?

This mine, Pops.

I bought it.

What the hell you mean, you bought it?

[chuckles]

After seeing them houses in Cali,

I knew it was time for me to level up.

It's way past any level I know.

I hope not,

'cause I'm gonna need your help fixing it up.

You know, remodel it just the way I like it.

You know, I'd be lying if I said I agree

with the way you and Terry make your living.

But you've achieved much more

than anything I could ever dream of.

I'm proud of you, son.

Thank you, Pops. I'm proud of you, too.

All those setbacks I seen you go through,

you never stopped grindin'.

That's how I want to be.

How do you mean?

Well, even though music didn't work out for me,

I still want to launch a new label.

Think about calling it BMF Entertainment.

And you're gonna succeed. I can feel it.

[exhales deeply] Whoof!

Damn.

First Tee buy a mansion in California.

Now you get this?

What you mean, Terry bought a mansion in Cali?

Your mother said Terry bought a home out there

and is moving in with Markisha. I thought you knew.

Hey, Pops, why you don't go in there and check it out?

Alright? Let me know what you think.

[chuckles]

-[cellphone beeps, line rings] -[Terry] Hello?

Hey, little nigga, Pops just told me you movin' to Cali

when you know you 'posed to be in Detroit.

You ain't about to be goin' out there

actin' like you the face of the brand, fuckin' my shit up.

Fuck you, Meech.

It's already a done deal.

[cellphone beeps]

My sons told me this bitch Markisha

is moving them to LA with that motherfucker Tee.

♪♪♪

Y'all are responsible for makin' sure that shit doesn't happen.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

-Yeah. -I'm hungry!

Ooh! Mama, that smell like heaven right there.

You're such a kiss-ass.

Good food, good meat, Good God, let's eat.

Now, you know that ain't no doggone blessing.

Yeah. Sound good to me!

[Terry voice echoing] Thank you, Lord,

for this beautiful gift that Mama prepared

and for this family and my brother, Meech.

Please protect him, O Lord,

and watch over every single person at this table.

-[Meech] Mama, I missed you. -[Charles laughs]

-I missed you, baby! -Here you go.

-Oh! -Hey.

Oh, my whole family in one room.

-[Charles] Mmm! -Dear heavenly Father,

I ask that you help us to come out as a stronger,

healthier, happier family.

[Lucille] I cannot accept this.

As a pastor, I have to lead by example.

[Coleman] God doesn't dim the light of its stars.

See, us stars, we guide the way.

[Lucille] Stars guide the way.

I see you falling in love with that fur Meechie got me.

You have use for this!

[Lucille] You know what?

You right!

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪ I try to fight it ♪

♪♪♪

♪ But it's so hard ♪

♪ In the mirror, I say ♪

♪ I admit my ways ♪

♪ I know I'm guilty, and I'm ready to accept it all ♪

-♪ There's been a change in me ♪ -Mrs. Flenory!

I love your coat.

Thank you so much. How you doing?

-Good. -Good.

♪ I'm gonna make it right ♪

-Hey, baby. -♪ In the mirror I say ♪

♪ I admit my ways ♪

♪ I know I'm guilty, and I'm ready to accept it all ♪

Appreciate you for puttin' me on.

Yeah. No doubt, man.

Look, just make sure you take care of my little sister,

-a'ight? -[Breeze] A'ight.

And while Tee's away, I'll be here keepin' my eyes on you

to make sure you do just that.

-[Breeze] Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

[both laugh]

♪ I've learned myself much better ♪

♪♪♪

Don't worry, he ain't your kid.

Would it have been so bad if it was?

♪ With my head held high ♪

♪ In the mirror, I say ♪

♪ I admit my ways ♪

Uh, Breeze?

-So, you really leaving, huh? -[Terry] Yeah.

BMF got the East Coast on lock.

Now it's time to tackle the west.

The more cash I can get,

the easier I can just clean this shit, cash out,

and be back out here to take care of you and the family.

So, be there for your family by leaving your family.

Hey, babe.

Oh. Hey, baby.

Mm.

♪♪♪

Um, Tee...this is Demarcus.

Tee.

♪♪♪

So, what do you do?

I work in the mayor's office with Wanda.

-Yeah. -Smart as hell, ain't she?

I know.

Sexy as hell, too.

Look at you. Hmm?

Deserves to be treated like the queen that she is.

I always look out for mines. Trust.

[gunfire, women screaming]

[older Terry] Just when I thought

I was gettin' out of Detroit, it pulled me back in.

["Bling Bling" by B.G. playing]

[Lil Wayne] Ah. Ah. Ah.

♪ Bling, bling, every time I come around your city ♪

♪ Bling, bling, pinkie ring worth about 50 ♪

♪ Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride ♪

♪ Bling, bling, Lorenzos on Yokohama tires ♪

[Mannie Fresh] ♪ It's the nigga with the Lex bubble ♪

♪ Candy-coated helicopter with the leather cover ♪

♪ If ya be suckin', not fuckin', take off the rubber ♪

♪ Then toss that bitch, nigga, 'cause I don't love her ♪

♪ Balla, Mannie bought a private plane ♪

-Come on, baby. Drink with me. -Mnh-mnh.

What happened? Why you ain't drinkin'?

'Cause we havin' a baby.

-No way. -Mm-hmm.

It's gon' be a boy, huh?

Big Meech gonna have a Lil' Meech.

[laughs]

I love the sound of that.

♪♪♪

I'm gonna go tell Tina.

Alright.

[woman] Demetrius.

♪♪♪

Damn, baby. You look gorgeous.

[laughs] I figured I'd see you here.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

♪♪♪

Look, I hate to break it to you, I got a baby on the way.

♪♪♪

Wow.

I wish it would've worked out.

This some real fucked-up shit. You know that, right?

Goodbye, Demetrius.

♪ Niggas be like, "Look at this Benz on all that chrome ♪

♪ Diamonds worn by everybody that's in my clique... ♪

Big Meech, I'm Karina.

Hello. Nice to meet you.

I saw what I y'all did with, uh, Purdy,

rebranding her from R&B to hip-hop.

At least the world knew who she really was before she died.

-Yeah. -Wanted to give you this.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

You with them niggas over there?

Yeah. Trell's ass is too controlling.

I appreciate it, but I'm good.

Well, if shit changes, then I want to get down.

I mean, y'all doin' shit everybody wants to get down on.

Yeah, you need to stay away from our artists.

Fuck wrong with you, nigga? She rolled up on me.

Ain't my fault your bitch want me, nigga.

That's your problem. You always talkin'.

-Fuck you! -[indistinct shouting]

♪♪♪

[grunting]

[shouting continues]

[grunting]

Uh, sorry to bother you at work.

[door closes]

What's up?

Milton finally came to me in my dreams.

♪♪♪

He was drawing chalk rainbows on the sidewalk at Techwood,

and waved to me.

He looked so happy.

I knew he was okay.

I'm...glad you found peace.

I hope you get some peace over Kevin one of these days too.

Bryant!

A brawl broke out at the Platinum Palace.

Hey, that's where BMF parties.

Yeah. No shit. Let's roll.

[sighs]

[door opens, closes]

Come on. Come on. Break it up. Break it up!

[man] Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Get up. Get up!

[indistinct shouting]

[Tina] Oh, my God!

The bottle cut him! It was an accident!

♪♪♪

[Trell] Kano.

[Tina] What if he fuckin' dies, bro?

[sirens wailing, tires screeching]

♪♪♪

Step out of that car and show me those hands!

[officer] Get out of the car!

Fuck.

[Ashleigh] Meech, what do we do?!

Everyone out before they start shootin'.

♪♪♪

[helicopter whirring]

Show me your hands!

[Bryant] Just heard over the radio.

Man inside got his neck cut open.

Probably ain't gon' make it.

That why you got all that blood on your hands, homie?

Get your hands on the hood.

[Taylor] Everybody scour the place.

-Get against the car. -[Bryant] Taylor.

-Don't move. -Trash can.

♪♪♪

Whoo! Bryant!

-Yeah. -Looks like we got a weapon.

Oh! Look at that there, huh?

[handcuffs clicking]

-Give me 'em. -[Bryant] Ooh!

That puts you on the hook for attempted murder.

And should he die, that's murder one.

Gotcha.

♪♪♪

[older Meech] Anytime you're Black

and got a little power and money

and tryin' to be successful, here they come.

♪♪♪

But shit.

What they didn't know was the story

of my American dream was far from over.

[mid-tempo hip-hop plays, record scratching]

[Nicole] Terry, stop!

[Terry] I don't give a fuck.

[Nicole] I hate you!

[Meech] My first dope-ass artist, Purdy.

Damn. This shit strong as hell.

What the fuck is this?

[Terry] ...fuck with that rap shit...

[Charles] Oh, man.

[Meech] Why the fuck you didn't rock our jam this morning?

[Bryant] He dangerous.

I am gonna make your life a living hell.

[whispering] BMF.

[Lucille] Nicole just got arrested.

[Meech] Bryant on our ass like this...

♪♪♪

[Bryant] Surprise, motherfucker.

[Lucille] You need Jesus.

♪♪♪

[Terry] Why the fuck?

[Lucille] I'm a pastor too.

[Meech] Shit, I make money, nigga.

[Charles] Wanted to let you know.

[Meech] You don't run this shit.

We do.

[Terry] Bodies start to drop.

[Terry] That's the fuckin' problem!

[Meech] What up, doe?

♪♪♪

[Nicole] Terry, stop!

[Terry] I don't give a fuck.