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As of tonight, everybody gonna know

who the 50 Boyz are.

Do you brothers ever do

some, like, family shit, like hug?

Man, shut the fuck up.

I see y'all over here holding it down.

If you're ever over in the Brewsters, get that K-9.

These are the biggest earners in my stable.

Nice to meet y'all, man.

That's my wife, Markisha.

We can't say how well his eye is going to heal right now.

If my son is seeing anything other than 20/20

when this is done, you're looking at a lawsuit.

Hey, old head, why the sudden change of heart?

I want the king of these streets

to actually come from Ecorse.

You want us to fall back

while old school work his magic?

Look, we need to talk about this motherfucker Lamar

right now.

Here I go, nigga.

Get to stepping, nigga.

Nigga, fuck you, charcoal-ass nigga.

Ruffle his feathers. Nothing else.

I ain't shoot him, man.

I didn't do it, man--

What the fuck did you do that for?

I did something you wouldn't.

Jay-Mo was dragged out the Detroit River today

with a bullet in his head.

I got a little extra for you

for your inconvenience.

This here? Also done.

Detective Lopez sustained

a massive brain hemorrhage from head trauma.

I'm sorry. He didn't make it.

If you'd like to help, then help.

I don't know how your partner got killed.

Give your mom my condolences.

Want to tell me why I just saw

Lamar's crazy ass leaving my house?

I've been working for Lamar.

If Terry keeps doing what he's doing, he's gonna end up dead.

And right now, you are enabling him.

I need you to stop.

- Where you going? - Terry Jr. and I

are gonna go live with my cousin

in Pennsylvania for a few months.

Our business is expanding, but we need more product.

I don't do business with you, Meech.

Back, motherfucker.

You think we actually give a fuck

about a rat bitch working for you?

Did you shoot my fuckin' brother?

I love you.

I love you too, boo.

Pulled that from your car.

Our ballistics connected your gun

to the murders of Katherine Eder

and James Williams.

I want Meech, or I'ma make sure

that you eat both these charges.

After fees, you'll be in the neighborhood of $150,000.

I'm out.

Me and Pops are starting a car service.

After everything we've been through to get here?

You're doing this now?

What happened to "womb to the tomb," nigga?

♪ See, I heard it all before ♪

♪ All of your lies All of your sweet talk ♪

♪ Baby this, baby that ♪

♪ But your lies Ain't working now ♪

The feds already scooped Meech,

and they're not releasing him.

Then they tried to okie-doke me at the telly,

but we skated and came here.

But I had to come back and get this loot.

Yeah. No, no, no. It's all good,

'cause we're about to bounce to the airport right now.

Come on, Tee. We starving over here.

♪ I believed in you Yes, I did ♪

A'ight, bet.

I'll be out in a sec.

♪ But your lies Ain't workin' now ♪

All right, babe, look. I gotta go.

I'll see you at the border.

Yeah, okay.

Love you too. Bye.

♪ I had to shut you down ♪

♪ What were you thinking ♪

♪ Bringing her Into our home? ♪

♪ In our bed... ♪

Y'all come eat. Boyardee done laid it out.

Got shrimp, salad, garlic mashed potatoes,

lamb chops, broccoli, and asparagus.

Oh, hell no. Y'all can have that last one.

Shit, I'm trying to get my dick sucked.

I don't want no smelly piss.

Yeah, whatever, nigga. Look.

Hey, man, pass me the potatoes, man.

I'm starving like a motherfucker.

Hang on, Roost.

After tonight,

some of us might not see each other for a while.

But I want all of y'all to know we family no matter what.

Sometimes families have falling outs.

I know that better than anybody at this table.

This-this is different.

Everybody at this table will forever be 2-6-3.

that's gonna give you and your brother that family reunion

you've been asking for.

And that gray sweat suit

is gonna bring out the color in your good eye.

- Fuck you. - Fuck you.

Enjoy jail, criminal.

Good work, man.

Goddamn right, it was.

Lock up!

Moms always said,

"Can't nobody ride to freedom on a Pharaoh's chariot,"

which means you can't outrun your past or the heat.

Meech knew that, which is why he always

threw caution to the wind and dollars in the air.

He got arrested first.

I always thought I was smarter.

And for the longest time, I was.

And then I wasn't.

Hey, make sure you strap that shit on tight, man.

I ain't trying to get stopped by one time.

Hurry the fuck up. Fight starts in a halfie.

Got a lot of money on Hagler.

Man, fuck that bald-headed motherfucker.

- Don't be rushing me for him. - Why?

'Cause he beat Tommy Hearns, the Motor City Cobra?

Hell no. I'm pressed for time,

and I need to get this work back.

There's value to working hard and playing hard.

Especially in this.

Yo, Earl, you know you talking

to one of the biggest players in Detroit, right?

Then why you cutting out one of the biggest events

the streets has to offer?

'Cause I'm 'bout my paper, nigga.

Let me put you up on game.

That's Rayful Edmond and the D.C. boys.

That's Freeway Rick and his crew from LA.

Who them Bob Marley looking motherfuckers over there?

That's Chris Coke and the Jamaican posse.

Coming to the fights ain't about boxing.

It's about flexing.

NBA All-Star Game, Caribana, and Freaknik

are where the big boys come out.

There's where the real business happens.

So while you worrying about getting back to the D,

they out here running the world,

and we all come to show out.

If you ain't here, you ain't made it yet.

So you gotta shine like new money

in order to make mo' money. Okay.

If you ever out in Atlanta and you really want to talk,

give me a shout.

Everybody played cops and robbers growing up.

But in the streets, that shit ain't no game.

It's a motherfuckin' ethos.

We'd get slick with the work,

and one-time got slicker with their tactics,

adding drug dogs and shit to the mix.

If we didn't stay a step ahead,

we would have became that bite out of crime

McGruff was always after.

One way to Detroit.

This ain't no fairy tale

about good versus evil.

Out in the wild, it's hunter and prey.

To survive, Meech and I had to learn

to be the baddest beasts in the fuckin' jungle.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ D's ain't that good ♪

♪ These niggas is ratting ♪

♪ They tell them What's going on ♪

♪ That's how they know What's happening ♪

♪ I'm riding 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 their dope In their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pop's 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 ♪

♪ At least You could wish me luck ♪

♪ A nigga move the 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 ♪

That should have been us.

Yeah.

You know, when me and Terry get the sedan service up,

I'ma take you to Carl's Chop House,

and I'ma sing to you every day.

street name Kato, known 50 Boyz slinger.

A mud print at the scene also matched up

with a shoe at her residence, so case closed.

So Eder and Silas were rivals,

and they were both gunned down?

Uh, yeah, outside the Visger Bar.

The investigation remains active.

Public place, plenty of witnesses,

and nobody's talking.

Fucking typical.

Suspects were shot with two different guns,

still out on the streets.

My manners.

This is Detective Veronica Jin

joining us from Southfield.

Today is her first day,

so let's give her a warm welcome.

Your new partner, Bryant here, can catch you up to speed.

Bodies will continue to drop

unless we get these dealers off the streets.

Get to it. Let's go.

Uh, Amanda, look here.

I don't want to babysit some new detective

that came to Detroit to get their street cred.

Jin's a hard charger vet who comes highly recommended.

You want to sit on the bench or get in the game?

I can't even see shit.

We might as well just bounce.

And go do what exactly?

Chauffer my 50 bones to the bank.

All right, you got a higher score than me,

but I still passed, so I don't give a fuck.

♪ Just how it would be ♪

♪ You with me ♪

♪ Let me hold you ♪

♪ Like I'm supposed to ♪

♪ Feel how it would be ♪

♪ You with me ♪

Get the fuck out of my face.

Let's go!

Get in the fuckin' car!

♪ Patty cake, patty cake ♪

♪ Baker's man ♪

♪ Bake me a cake As fast as you can ♪

♪ Roll 'em and roll 'em And throw 'em in the pan ♪

Is that how it goes?

No. No.

That don't look like oatmeal to me.

Well, no, but it is a Pop-Tart and peanut butter sandwich,

and it does cover all the basic four food groups.

Well, since I bought it, I'ma eat it too.

Okay.

Let's try this.

Oh, God. Much better.

Go and make that oatmeal like I said.

Worth a shot.

Hold up.

So busy making this nasty Pop-Tart sandwich,

you buttoned your shirt up wrong.

Let me get that.

Kevin, what is this?

♪ But when it's time for-- ♪

Hey, DJ Can't Scratch.

Can you chill and just let that shit ride out?

Man, smell these balls, motherfucker.

Freeze right there, asshole.

My tooth!

This bitch hit me with her fuckin' car!

I'm sorry. Were you saying something?

Fucker almost ran into Buddha.

Ooh. Mm.

Just for the record,

you're way more fun at parties than me.

Come on.

Fuck you!

I'll get all of this filed, and I'll get back to you.

Thanks.

You were supposed to be bringing me customers.

Hey, look, they definitely comin',

Dope game ain't just about dollars and cents

as much as relationships.

I gotta show that motherfucker

I'm somebody he can't afford to lose.

What the hell you gonna do?

I'm just gonna be me, like I always do.

Come on, we don't got to do all that, bro.

I wasn't as transparent about things as I could have been.

I vowed not to make that mistake again.

I'm still not following.

- Dr. Gaines. - Detective Bryant.

I'm afraid there's been no changes.

Patient's still in a coma, and the vitals

are still touch and go.

Pupils are miotic.

G-C scale's non-responsive.

Making matters worse, we're attaching a colostomy bag

for the foreseeable future.

Dr. Gaines, I need this man alive.

We're doing the best we can,

but I'm not sure it'll be enough.

Lamar fucking Silas?

The crime board says that Silas is deceased.

We're keeping him under a false name

as a protective measure.

If he wakes up, we hope he'll tell us who shot him.

Aw, baby.

Got me a flower.

Aw. Okay. Come on, y'all.

Let's sit down here for this dinner.