Original subtitles

-♪ Everybody dyin', bitch, everybody gone ♪

-Previously on "Kold & Windy"...

-We have our very first hit on our hands.

This is only the beginning for Kold & Windy!

-Yes!

-I had a contract drafted and I need you all to sign.

-Can we both agree to fire her?

I feel like we can manage ourselves

and keep our 20%.

-I hate for a stain to be the reason

why you don't get Khiry back.

-I never had a man try to help me figure out what to do.

-What macks at you? What's wrong?

-I need something that's gonna connect Windy

to the shooting of the Payne girl.

-You don't want me around with your music

because you think it'll hurt your image.

-We gotta find out where Malika ass livin'.

-Bro, let's get her ass right now.

♪♪

[Gunfire]

[Gunshot]

-♪ Have mercy

-You all right? -I'm straight.

How the hell they find us?

-I don't know, but we need to get the hell up outta here.

-Drip probably waitin' for us,

but I got somethin' for his ass. Shelly, too.

-People keep secrets for all kinds of reasons...

-♪ Have mercy

-[Coughing]

-...secrets to protect themselves...

-Just my luck,

my sip 'n paint turn into a murder scene.

-No, it's your luck you didn't end up dead

like this ugly bastard.

Girl, tonight's a sign you need to carry a heater on Box.

-[Breathing heavily]

[Coughing]

Sh...

-♪ Have mercy -[Coughing]

[ Line ringing]

-...and secrets to protect others.

[Cellphone vibrating]

♪♪

-Yeah? -Dirty's dead.

Bitches got him. -What?!

I'm gonna make them bitches pay.

You hit?

-Yeah, caught a bullet.

-But in reality, secrets ain't able to protect anyone.

-Ah. Party's over.

Let's bounce.

-Bitch, it's the thought that counted.

-Ah. Let's go.

[ Line ringing]

-Yeah? -Yeah, it's done.

-Secrets are truth that we hide because we afraid.

-Where you at? I'll come get you.

-Where you goin'?

-I gotta take care of something.

-At 1:00 in the morning?

-Music business never sleeps.

-And fear does the opposite of protect.

-I don't mind goin' with you.

-It's lethal.

-That would be a first, for real.

It's kinda a sensitive issue.

I gotta go set some people straight.

-Okay. Handle your business.

-I'll call you.

-When that skeleton finally finds its way

out of the closet... -Be safe.

-...the price of that secret

will be hell to pay.

-♪ I'm about to set it off -♪ Set it off, set it off

♪ When my back's to the wall, baby, I go hard ♪

♪ When it's today

-Put that on. You got blood on your shirt.

-[Sighs] Man.

-You don't think Shelly crazy enough

to shoot up GeGe crib, do you?

-Shelly's psychotic, but she know better.

Half the South Side will smoke her ass.

Ugh, why is Temp calling me?

-Gimme that bloody shirt.

-No, I'm gonna take it home and wash it.

-No, you ain't. I'm about to burn that bitch.

-This is my favorite shirt. Hell no.

-Not no more, Nae. You ever watch TV?

You got Dirty DNA all in the fibers.

-You always bein' sodramatic.

-Who bein' dramatic? We killed somebody tonight.

-No, no, Ikilled somebody... [Gunshots]

...not your no-gun-totin' ass.

-Regardless, I was there when it happened,

which make me an accomplice.

You think they gonna let Khiry come home now?

Not to mention we'll be locked up.

-It was freakin' self-defense.

And why is Temper calling me again?!

-'Cause we fired her ass.

Now she callin' me.

You know she gonna come over here if we don't answer.

-Answer. -What?

-Bitch, you ungrateful,

not having a damn business bone in your bodies,

throw your temper tantrum via text message

because you was too scared to fire me to my face?

-You fired, Temper.

You read it, now you heard it. You satisfied?

-You full of yourself, Temp, and quite greedy.

You ain't make us. You just managed.

-And you tried to get us to stay independent

when we told you we needed a record label.

No respect.

-No respect?

I did everything for y'all for two years.

I paid out of pocket. -That chump change?

Me and Lika been paying for our own.

-With illegal money. You still don't get it.

We didn't even have a contract in place,

and the second I try to do things the normal legit way,

the way people do it in this business, y'all start trippin'.

-Who tripping? You've got your head so far

up Stony Island's ass your skull twisted.

-That part. -Orderin' us around,

embarrassin' us on social media,

and scolding us like you our damn mama.

-Because you act like children.

Somebody gotta be the adult.

-Look, we got it from here on Box.

We're gonna keep our 20% and manage ourselves.

-That's the way you want it?

-Yeah. -Fine. But just remember,

100% of zero is still zero.

-Check your messages, Temp.

-You ready? -I ain't got time for her.

-♪ You may ride for a long time ♪

♪ Ride on for a long time

♪ Let me tell you, the guy's gonna cut you down ♪

♪♪

-♪ Kold 'n Windy world erday live like suicide ♪

♪ And you betta get it how you livin', boy, it's do or die ♪

♪ Bet not do no lackin', homie, that might be yo' homicide ♪

♪ Streets ain't neva love nobody ♪

♪ 'Specially when you from the Chi ♪

-I don't think we're from around here.

-♪ Aye, we shoot, we don't miss, Foenem smoked you, now you lit ♪

♪ We was born into this lane

♪ And it's to death we never quit ♪

♪ We be slidin' around this city checkin' opps up off the list ♪

♪ And it's merch we never losin' ♪

♪ We gone score off erry hit

♪ And them blicks be runnin' laps ♪

♪ Get big motion, never sit

♪ Been outside since we were shorties ♪

♪ OG never took a hit

♪ No new insiders allowed, it's survival of the fit ♪

♪ Ain't no nan no other place

♪ In the whole world as real as this ♪

-Where is this? -♪ Aye, we get down on site

♪ It ain't no pump fake in this lane, shorty ♪

♪ We could take your life just like your maker ♪

♪ Ain't no game, shorty, back door two foe seven ♪

♪ Ain't no lackin', keep yo' eyes, shorty ♪

♪ When we on you, ain't no way that you can ever hide from me ♪

-♪ Kold 'n Windy world erday live like suicide ♪

♪ And you betta get it how you livin', boy, it's do or die ♪

♪ Bet not do no lackin', homie, that might be yo' homicide ♪

♪ Streets ain't neva love nobody ♪

♪ 'Specially when you from the Chi ♪

[Dramatic music plays]

♪♪

-Bro! -[Coughing]

♪♪

♪♪

-♪ Hey, gimme one of them loco

♪ I see your mouth was runnin' on social ♪

♪ You're actin' up on the Internet ♪

♪ Please tell me why we still haven't met ♪

♪ All this verbal, I don't get

-What we gonna tell GeGe?

You know she smell bullshit from a mile away.

-Tell her the truth.

This your home and you feel safe here.

♪♪

-Damn, Nae.

These as good as anything they got in them art shows downtown.

No cap. -Yeah.

Maybe one day when I get tired of spittin' rhymes.

-Can't you do both?

-Mm. You know what I'd love right now?

Some Geno's deep dish.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

-Normally I'd agree.

I don't know how you can even think about eatin' right now

after what we just went through.

[Rap music playing indistinctly through headphones]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Up-tempo music plays]

-Oh, yeah, that went straight through.

-[Exhales]

Ah.

Where the hell you learn all this?

-I used to watch a hell of a lot of medical shows,

all right?

Man, I got a bullet for every one of them tricks on Dirty.

-[Inhales sharply]

-Got no time for this.

-Aw, yeah. Ah!

-All right.

Take this, man.

Yeah, you need it.

♪♪

-♪ You ready 'cause you ready 'cause we ready ♪

♪ 'Cause we ready to get happy, to get happy ♪

♪ We're ready, we're ready

[Dramatic music plays]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-"Hey, Grimey.

I've been missing you so much since you left.

As if it ain't hard enough thinking about

how long it might be before I see you again.

I've got some news to tell you.

You are a father.

I wanted to tell you in person,

but with everything going on with your case,

it never seemed like the right time to tell you

that I was pregnant.

Now that your son is born,

I see he has your eyes, and he reminds me of you.

His name is Khiry.

Please don't be mad at me

for waiting this long to tell you about your son.

I enclosed a picture from his first birthday.

Love, Lika."

♪♪

-I can't mail this.

♪♪

[Suspenseful music plays]

♪♪

-What do want from me?

What do want from me?!

♪♪

[Down-tempo music plays]

♪♪

[TV playing indistinctly]

-Mornin', GeGe. -Mornin'.

Now, you know you're welcome to GeGe's house.

But, uh, I'm tryin' to figure out

why you here and not at your own house.

-I just feel safe here.

-Fair enough. Now, do I need to be worried?

'Cause I can go get my banger now.

-[Laughs] Nae got enough guns for all of us.

-You ain't ever lie.

-Okay, leave my name out the conversation.

-You know what? I just need you to take it easy,

'cause we don't need no more episodes with you.

-[Yawning] I'm cool, I'm cool.

-I gotta get going.

Got a lot on my plate today.

-Like what?

-Breakfast with Marlon.

-Oooh!

-[Chuckles] -[Grumbles]

-But then I gotta put my ear to the ground,

see if I can get us a record deal.

-Wait, I thought that's Temper's job.

-She fired.

-What happened? What'd she do?

-She ain't got our best interest at heart.

-Lika being too nice. She messy and greedy as hell.

-You know what? GeGe gonna mind her own damn business

'cause y'all grown, okay?

I hope y'all know what y'all doin'.

-See you at the studio later?

-Mm.

-I'll take that as a yes.

Bye, y'all.

-Bye. -Bye.

♪♪

-Y'all gonna put me on one of them songs.

I'm not playin' with you. [Laughs]

♪ I'm comin' to the studio, comin' to the studio ♪

♪ A, B, C, D, E, F, GeGe

♪♪

♪♪

-Put that on there like that dere.

Mmm. Mmm!

Mmm. Hey, business been boomin'.

I got more houses than I can flip.

-That's a good problem to have, babe.

I'm excited for you. You're makin' things happen.

-Why you ain't eatin'?

-I ain't really that hungry.

-Something wrong?

-Naw, everything cool.

-Nah, Lika...

you hidin' something.

-You don't need my mess crampin' your style.

-Hey, I wanna know what's bothering you.

I'm all ears.

-My life is a freakin' train wreck.

Least that's what it feel like.

I wanna get Khiry back, but everything is so messed up.

-I got you. I'm gonna help you.

You're gonna get Khiry back.

-I never thought you liked kids as much as you do.

-Hold up now.

I didn't say I like kids.

I like Khiry.

That's my boy.

-I think he like you, too.

-Foster home -- definitely not a place for a kid.

Like they settin' him up for jail.

It kinda remind me of being locked up.

Hey, I'm sorry. I mean, no judgment.

-I know. Just...

some things ain't in my control.

-You don't gotta go through this alone.

-This beef between us and Shelly

is gettin' way out of hand.

Last night --

-What do Shelly Winter gotta do with Khiry?

And what happened last night?

Lika, what happened last night?

-Last night, Dirty came after me and Renee'.

And now I'm staying at GeGe house.

-Okay. I'ma handle it.

-It's handled. He dead.

-Shelly?

-See, this why I didn't wanna say nothin'.

Promise me you won't get involved.

-I ain't gonna promise you somethin' like that.

-Promise me!

-Okay. -Okay?

Okay ain't a promise.

-I promise you I won't let the old Grimey ba--

I promise you, I'm not gonna let the old Grimey back out,

even though that's what you need right now.

And why you don't just come stay with me?

I'll be damned if somebody hurt you at my crib.

-I appreciate that.

I swear I do.

But I gotta be able to stand on my own two

for me and Khiry.

-Look, I know you love Renee'. I know y'all go way back.

But she keep up drama.

It's not smart for y'all to be under the same roof.

-Just for a couple days.

I just need to figure some things out.

[Up-tempo music plays]

♪♪

-♪ I don't talk in circles, I ain't tryin' to hurt you ♪

♪ But I ain't got a curfew, come and go as I please ♪

♪ I see one red flag, that's a reason to leave ♪

♪ A reason to...

[ Mid-tempo beat plays]

♪♪

♪♪

[Music stops] -Damn, Ricky.

Why you cut it off? That drum was bangin'.

-Yeah, that was real hot.

-You might wanna tell fo'nem the next time

you decide to fire your manager.

-Ricky, we fired Temper.

-Why everybody so damn sensitive about this?

-Well, let's see,

I'm your producer, number one.

But I'm always the last to know something, important things,

things that I should know.

You guys treat me like your baldheaded stepchild.

-Okay. -You don't tell me

about your business, you don't tell me about your stains?

Nothin'. It's like, why am I here?

-My bad. We sorry.

-And you somehow only need me when somebody needs stickin' up.

So I'm good enough for that?

-Damn, Ricky, you tryin' to make us feel guilty?

-Yeah, well, you should feel guilty,

'cause I'm out here runnin' around looking like a goofy

when I call up Temper to talk business

and I find out y'all asses dropped her!

-Wait, what business you callin' Temper about?

-I got a homie with a contact at a record label.

They heard our joint with Stony.

They want to meet Kold & Windy.

-Is you serious? What label?

-QTC Records.

[Laughter]

-Yo! -We're about to get paid.

-That's crazy. We need to set up a meeting,

see what they offerin'. -That's what I'm talking 'bout.

Temper ain't runnin' that damn thing no mo'.

We can negotiate what works for us.

-Exactly.

-Record deal would change the game.

-Well, as GeGe say,

don't count your damn chickens till they hatch.

-Ah, I want to count! -Ricky, send me that number.

I'ma set up a meetin'.

Tell you homeboy good lookin' out.

Ooh, I feel a stain comin'!

We gotta get fly for QTC Records now.

-Hey. -Hey.

-Hey. -Hey.

-Hey. -Hey. Hey. Hey.

Hey. [Laughs]

-Yo, we need to livestream this to Shelly on Box.

-Come on, Nae, bad timing.

-The timing couldn't be more perfect.

I found a tracking device on my whip.

-That's how they found us? -Mm-hmm.

-Dirty bitches. -Right.

[ Mid-tempo music plays]

♪ Oh, my God, I need all you bitches to get wasted ♪

-Yeah! Like... we're checking temperatures.

-Ready? -Ready?

-♪ Checkin' tempers, please don't touch me ♪

♪ I'm a winner, bitch, holy cross around my neck... ♪

-Stephanie?

-Malika? -Hey.

-Renee'?!

-♪ Check your temp, open wide, we on go! ♪

-This gonna be us, y'all.

-Mm-hmm. -Kold & Windy!

-♪ Aye, check your temp, simp -Yeah!

-♪ He got a nosebleed -Uh-huh.

-♪ On your trail, we ain't got cars, I don't need no keys ♪

-Nah. -♪ Foenem slid on ya

-Uh-huh. -♪ Up on the 10-speed

-Yeah. -♪ Gimme them hula hoops

-Y'all the top dog. -Yes, we are.

-♪ She gon' shoot with ease -Yeah.

-♪ Custom Glock, it's extended, y'all ain't got these ♪

-No. -♪ We goin' round for round

♪ Smokin' on homie the clown -Yeah.

-♪ Boy, you sick, put you to bed ♪

♪ He won't make a sound -Shh!

-We love the fact that you vibe with your community.

-Damn straight.

-And we want to broaden that community.

-♪ Checkin' tempers, please don't touch me ♪

♪ I'm a winner, bitch

♪ Holy cross around my neck 'cause I'm a sinner, bitch ♪

♪ We gon' ball, then we score, gimme that goal! ♪

♪ Check your temp, open wide, we on go! ♪

-We need to discuss some adjustments.

-Okay. -Yes, not too many,

but necessary ones.

-Long as you're not expecting us to be no damn sell-outs.

-Oh, no. -[Chuckles] Not at all.

-♪ If you hot lil win gone blow and that fa'sho around here ♪

♪ Put my name behind some bodies ♪

♪ That's for certain 'round here ♪

♪ Ain't no scuffing, we wont fight you ♪

♪ That's a no around here, we cut power dimmin' lights ♪

-And, Renee', I have yet to hear an artist

that can match the real rhymes you spit so naturally.

-Imagine if you wrote some of Malika's lyrics, too.

Not that they're not good, but you're a team, right?

Everybody has different strengths.

-Ain't gon' happen.

-♪ Checkin' tempers, please don't touch me ♪

♪ I'm a winner, bitch

♪ Holy cross around my neck 'cause I'm a sinner, bitch ♪

-Malika, you're the eye candy that draws in the fans.

Your loyal online community of followers --

veryresponsive.

-[Chuckles] Whoo!

Whoo! Give it up for Lika.

You win the showin' your ass online award.

You win that.

[Laughs]

♪♪

-Renee', you are a beautiful woman,

and you have so much potential to enhance your sex appeal.

It's just a matter of wardrobe, hair, makeup.

I'm sure Malika could help you with that.

-[Chuckles] Okay. -If she can't, I can.

-And we should think about rebranding.

Perhaps different names for the both of you.

Kold and Windy -- eh, doesn't seem sexy.

-Y'all sound crazy as hell.

-We didn't mean to offend you.

We just have to lay the cards on the table

in terms of how we can help you reach your full potential.

-At least give it some thought.

-Let's go.

-Let's just hear them out.

-I like the battles that you have with other artists.

I'm intrigued how you're so free to just rap what's on your mind

at any given moment

and put it out in the world with no filters.

Just this morning I heard this.

And it's going viral from one of your rivals, Shelly Winter.

-Pssh! We hate that ho.

-I can tell by the passion in the raps.

This one in particular was sort of different.

I think it was recorded a long while back

and somehow got released online.

-♪ Renee' a eater

♪ You say we beefin', turn that beef to Sunday dinner ♪

-♪ To Sunday dinner -♪ Renee, you threw it...

-This song has four million hits since this morning.

This kind of energy keeps fans engaged.

-♪ 'Cause that beef was flaming... ♪

-I don't think they knew about this.

-♪ Aye, you got that sweet meat ♪

♪ But you's a fake -Wow.

-♪ And you's a phony, you know you want me ♪

♪ Ah, yeah

-♪ Ah, yeah, lemme take care of you ♪

♪ Renee' I can't forget

♪ That special night I spent with you ♪

♪ Ah, yeah, no more floggin' Nae ♪

-So you still gon' deny that you had sex with Shelly Winter?

-Yes! I mean no.

-Which is it, Nae?

-I never even thought about it.

-Then what she talkin' about in that song?

A song with four million likes.

-Okay, damn! Maybe!

Maybe. It was a long, long, long time ago.

I-I was young. I was curious.

I didn't know! What the hell?

Why does any of that matter now? That ho is our enemy.

-Really? Bitch, I don't even know who you is right now.

-Shut the hell up! You actin' like you Mother Teresa.

-Okay. -You got some damn skeletons.

-And what was that in the meetin', Nae?

Something 'bout me winnin' some showin' my ass online award?

And my weak-ass lyrics?

-Ididn't say your rap was weak.

-But you thought it,

'cause you damn sure ain't defend me.

-You didn't defend me when they said I needed a makeover!

-Now you're just tryin' to change the subject!

Get the hell out of my car!

Get out! Get out!

Goofy ass!

Stupid!

Damn it, I gotta get my stuff.

♪♪

Yeah, you're supposed to be sisters

and you keep something like this from me?

Talk about fake-ass people.

Shelly was right about you. You fake as they get.

-I'm phony, but I'm not fake.

-Give me my shirt.

No wonder that bitch is tryin' to kill you.

Now I'm on the verge of gettin' smoked

and losing my son behind your lyin' ass.

I'm done.

-Wait, Lika. Like, where you goin'?

I-I'm sorry. -Keep that sorry

and shove it up your ass, Nae!

-Wait, Lika. Lika!

Lika!

You're stupid. You're so stupid.

-♪ Hey, I'm about to do it for the South Side ♪

♪ Got love for my... from the South Side ♪

♪ Remember no air condition in the ride ♪

♪ Had to roll the windows down, it was frickin' hot ♪

♪ Caught the scent of pine with my last $10 ♪

♪ That's how we do it, wasn't how I begin to ♪

♪ But everything was fine, we ain't no... ♪

-What's crackin'?

-Hey.

-You don't look ready to do no stain.

-Shitty day.

-I thought you had the QTC meeting today.

-I don't wanna talk about it.

-It was that bad?

-Doin' this hit 'bout to make up for everything

that happened today.

♪♪

-All right.

♪♪

-♪ Do it for the South Side

♪ Dude, this ain't about pride

[Indistinct rapping]

[Both chuckle]

-[Exhales] Mm.

Damn.

-You're so good to me.

And for me.

-Oh, yeah? How's that?

-You're like an oasis in the middle of the desert.

-Okay, poetic justice.

-[Laughing] Shut up.

You're an inspiration, though.

You know what you want.

After the day I had, I see what you mean about Renee'.

-Mm.

-She just one episode after the next.

We blew our shot at the record label today.

-You'll get another shot.

You know, sometimes when you're following your dreams,

you gotta love people from a distance,

especially Renee',

gettin' in the way of your dreams,

no matter who they are.

[Down-tempo music plays]

♪♪

-Once I do this last big stain,

like we talked about,

my life will finally be on track.

And it'll just be you, me,

Khiry, and my music.

I'll help GeGe with her tax debt and...

maybebreak off somethin' for Renee' ungrateful ass.

-[Chuckles] Hell, you a trip.

-[Laughs]

-Hmm?

-You ain't gonna have to love me from a distance, is you?

-Shoot, girl, I'll never, ever, ever leave you.

-[Chuckles]

♪♪

-Let's go, let's go!

[Dramatic music plays]

♪♪

-You have so much potential to enhance your sex appeal.

I'm sure Malika could help you with that.

-Talk about fake-ass people.

Shelly was right about you. You fake as they get.

We killed somebody tonight.

-No, no, I killed somebody. -Nae!

I think she OD'ing!

Get the hell out of my car!

♪♪

♪♪

-I hate your fake ass!

-Renee'? [Knock on door]

No, no, no, wait, wait, Renee', what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Oh, Renee', baby. Baby, give me the gun.

-No, no, no. -Give me the gun!

-No, GeGe, Malika hates me! I'm a fake-ass bitch!

-No, no she don't. -Yes, she do.

-Malika loves you. I love you. -No, no.

-Come on, baby, give me this -- -No, no! No.

-Renee', give me the gun, please. Please?

-Nia Payne's death is all my fault!

Like, I-I feel the guilt, and then she haunts me

night after night after night after night after night!

I can't take it! It haunts me! It was an accident, GeGe!

And then she follows me everywhere I go, in my sleep.

[Sobbing] I can't help it. I'm sorry, GeGe.

Oh, God, I didn't mean to. It was an accident, GeGe!

-♪ I just like living in the ocean, baby ♪

♪ Beneath those layers of tide

♪ Show me where it hurts

[Down-tempo music plays]

♪♪

-I don't blame Lika for hatin' me.

-She don't hate you.

-I hate me.

-No, no, baby, this is just a rough patch.

We all get 'em.

-My whole life been a rough patch, Ge.

I can't get intimate with nobody.

I don't have normal relationships with dudes.

I just push everybody away.

And with Nia...

I just get high, and I block it out.

-Oh.

GeGe been through some things in her lifetime.

Some things that I can't tell nobody.

I mean, I knew there would come a day

when I'd have to tell you some things,

but I just didn't know when the right time was gon' be.

So, I kept those memories locked up.

-What memories?

-Memories about you and your past.

About how you came to live with me.

Look, everything you're going through,

it's not because you just up and decided

to live your life this way.

Your trauma started when you were young.

[Suspenseful music plays]

♪♪

-Hey, hey, hey, big sis.

-Where the hell is Renee'?

[Scoffs]

That's my niece, you piece of shit!

Come on! Get behind me, baby.

♪♪

♪♪

[Gunshot]

♪♪

Nae, I love you like you my own.

I pray that God would fix all the broken pieces in you.

-Ge, I don't even remember any of it.

-I thought -- I thought

not telling you would be best.

But now I know -- I know that

you gotta know what demons you fightin'.

-So you like my personal superhero, Ge.

-No, no, no, no, no, unh-unh.

-You are, though.

-GeGe ain't got no cape.

Just a whole lot of love and words of wisdom

that I had to learn from the school of hard knocks.

-What -- What happened to her?

-Your mama? -Yeah.

-She made her choice.

Look, baby,

the life of a drug addict is a hard row to hoe.

She didn't come home.

♪♪

-Well, thank you, Ge,

but that still don't erase my own mistakes.

Ge, I don't know what to do.

-And I'm not here to tell you what you should do.

And I'm not here to judge you either,

'cause the world gon' do that every day.

-That's why I love you.

-Mnh-mnh.

You can't love me

till you've learned to love yourself.

And I know that for true.

Come here.

-[Sobbing]

I love you, GeGe.

-I love you, too, and I'll never leave you.

-Please don't leave me. -I would never do it.

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[Up-tempo music plays]

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[Cellphone vibrates]

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-Oh, my God.

-♪ I just let that money talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk ♪

♪ Talk, talk, talk

♪ I just let that money talk

[Down-tempo music plays]

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-[Chuckles]

Shelly, there you are.

Take care of your "music business"?

-People keep secrets for all kinds of reasons...

-What's this? Memory lane?

-You remember glee club? Sixth grade.

-How could I forget?

-I love this picture of us.

-Me, too. -[Sighs]

You know, I think it would make a great Throwback Thursday.

-You ain't post that, did you?

-...secrets to protect themselves.

-No, no.

Not yet, at least.

But I definitely will, because I think it would be so good

for your little fans to see,

since your viral video with Windy

and your sexual encounter.

Which, by the way,

you never told me that you had another lover besides me.

-What the hell is you talking about?

-I'm talking about this frickin' double life

you're living!

You grew up in an expensive two-parent household.

Your father was a surgeon.

You wore braces and sang in glee club, for God's sake.

-Amber, it is not what it looks like.

-[Laughs]

How ironic.

I'm fighting for Black people,

LGBTQ people, and tryin' to save Mother Earth,

and I'm just here in a relationship

with a gangsta from Beverly.

[Laughs]

You are so busted.

I saw your little profile, yeah.

It was amazing.

Talkin' shit,

threatening to kill people,

confessingto killing people.

Sayin' you grew up poor and in the hood?

-Baby, it is all for the image!

The music game! You know that.

-♪ Bitch, I never had a mama, but that shit can't hurt me ♪

♪ Ho, you sold me for a habit, bitch, you don't deserve me ♪

♪ I could care less 'bout the blow we shared ♪

♪ Bitch, you don't know me

♪ If I catch you, you gonna die... ♪

-But in reality, secrets ain't able to protect anyone.

-I need something that's gonna connect Windy

to the shooting of the Payne girl.

-♪ Go get high is all you do

♪ So we gonna call that yo' career ♪

♪ If you dropped off in the casket, bitch ♪

♪ I still won't shed a tear

♪ Never had you, I don't need you ♪

♪ And my GeGe made that clear

♪ I hope you rot to death in hell ♪

♪ And your expiration near

♪♪

-Y'all heard anything about the little girl

that got shot over on 95th and the Dan Ryan?

What's been going on with you and these nightmares?

-No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

[Screams] No, no!

-What the hell is wrong with you?

-Nia Payne death is all my fault!

She haunt me night after night after night

after night after night!

[Crying] I'm sorry, GeGe. -It was an accident.

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-I saw you the other night

after you picked up that guy who looked like he'd been shot.

-And fear does the opposite of protect.

It's lethal.

-Yeah, after you left here. -What?

You followed me, you simple bitch?

-Tragedy strikes once again on Chicago's South Side.

The body of a young African-American man

reputed to be a well-known gang member

and member of the J-City Drill Crew --

The young man had been shot several times

after what seems to be signs of a struggle.

I'm here now with Detective Grover Caine.

Detective Caine, are there any leads

as to who might be responsible for this senseless murder?

-Not as of yet.

We're doing a full investigation

into the drill culture,

which we believe to be connected

to several other unsolved murders.

Chicago PD will do anything and everything

to put a stop to these senseless murders.

-[Grunting]

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[Cellphone vibrates]

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-Ahhhhhh!

I told you -- [strains]

[Breathing heavily]

Ah!

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[Whimpering]

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Okay, okay, okay.

[ Line ringing]

Hey, Drip.

[Sighs] I need you to help me dump a body.

-When that skeleton finally finds its way

out of the closet...

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...the price of that secret will be hell to pay.

-Where you goin' with that little bitch?

I got $300 for her.

[Gunshot]

-♪ You better kill me first

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-♪ You better kill me first

♪ Lay me down on the ground, crucify me ♪

-♪ Oh, black mask, check

♪ Black clothes and a black bag, check ♪

♪ Do a trick with a black car that make you disappear ♪

♪ Now, that's black magic

♪ Better hope y'all find me first ♪

♪ Got your crib in my GPS

♪ And I never come alone, riding, got a cult followin' ♪

♪ The whole squad is on deck, uh ♪

♪ Voices in my head tell me kill, maybe... ♪