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DEA agents in Los Angeles

arrested Lawrence Canady.

With K-9 off the grid,

that means more people need more supply.

We taking over the fucking nation.

Let's take a trip down memory lane.

Shit, let's go.

If you ever in Hotlanta, hit me up.

I'll show you around.

Damn, this shit look like a real crib,

not a goddamn stash house.

Been hiding in plain sight.

Babe, what the hell's wrong with you?

You motherfucker.

A receipt from the E-Z Rest Motel?

Mom, Dad, what's going on?

Your father just got caught lying

about the affair he's been having.

Southwest all day.

Don't you ever question

my motherfucking integrity, nigga.

You know who the fuck I am.

Get in.

Kev, I'm home.

I fucked up, Meech, big-time. I fucked up.

- Did you get the gun? - No, I didn't get the gun.

No. His son was in there!

I had to restrain him.

I'll never let nothing happen to you,

no matter what.

♪ Get 'em ♪

Whoo!

♪ Let me talk my shit ♪

♪ Y'all clowns is doo-doo ♪

♪ World premiere Bust your shit like Guru ♪

♪ Breathe on the dice Street corner life... ♪

♪ Blau, blau, blau 100 Gs on a thrice... ♪

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

♪ High notes dope ♪

♪ Moving keys on the flight... ♪

Whoo-hoo!

♪ Since I'm a wanted man ♪

♪ I might let it go For a hundred a gram ♪

♪ I g--I got to get 'em ♪

I don't care. B-Mickie's gotta go.

If this shit was anybody else, their ass would be

in the bottom of the Detroit River right now.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold on.

BMF don't kill no fucking family members, Tee.

Get that through your thick-ass head.

What we need to do is focus on setting up shop

and expanding in ATL so we can find

- some new lieutenants. - Why?

We can't even trust the niggas we got now.

And not to mention we got a batch

- of 500 bricks coming in-- - Exactly, nigga,

Which I why we need to lock down

distributors at Freaknik.

Nigga, we could hit up Goldie or Ty Washington for contacts.

- You ain't thinking. - Right, right.

I completely understand that.

But you do know, at some point,

Bryant is gonna take B-Mickie's ass in

and offer him a deal,

either him or us.

Now, are you 1,000% sure he's gonna stand for that?

I ain't fucking think so.

We need to take his ass to Atlanta,

leave him there for good.

Fine.

A'ight, fine.

Was it his idea or yours to break into my house

and lay hands on my son?

Sorry, you got the wrong number.

Look here, we got a saying in the department:

do unto others till they can't do no more.

And we got a saying in the streets:

go fuck yourself.

♪ You can walk again... ♪

Pussy ass nigga.

That motherfucking Bryant don't let up, man.

Don't matter, B. Fuck that nigga.

I told you I got you.

And that motherfucker can't do shit to us

down here at Freaknik.

B, Atlanta is different, dog.

I'm telling you, you gonna love it down there, man.

Oh, shit, it sound like my kind of spot,

maybe enough for me to even stay,

you know, expand my horizons.

Especially after that shit after Kato and my moms.

Right.

Shit, running point on your own territory

ain't the worst idea I've heard.

Giving aid to one's enemies is treason,

the highest crime in the nation,

and, in the drug game, punishable by death.

It's damn near the only thing

D-boys and the American government agree on.

Yeah, come on!

Speed up! You're almost there.

♪ Motherfucker I'm a gangsta ♪

♪ 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 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 ♪

♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ The 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 ♪

♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

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

When most people hear "Freaknik,"

they think of honeys, horny dudes, and hip-hop.

But it wasn't always like that.

Freaknik started as a picnic for students at the A-U Center

who couldn't go home for spring break.

Up until then, we only knew spring break

through the gaze of white America.

But Freaknik caught on and changed all that shit.

Motherfuckers from all over the country

flocked to ATL the third weekend in April

to have fun, floss, and freak.

That's when the real problems began,

until it was eventually shut down.

And here we were.

These my girls from Clark.

Hope y'all don't mind if they hang.

Hell nah. Let's get it.

♪ It takes two To make a thing go right ♪

♪ It takes two To make it out of sight ♪

♪ It takes two To make a thing go right ♪

♪ It takes two To make it out of sight... ♪

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Relax. What the fuck?

Yo, you doing a fucking lot right now.

- Shh. - No. What the fuck is going on?

Get off of me!

- Let me go. What the fuck? - Come on.

Stop, motherfucker!

What the fuck is wrong with you, man?

You can't force a woman to get down.

What's wrong with you, homeboy?

Yeah, baby. Fuck him up.

- Get the fuck off me. - Calm the fuck down, man.

Man, fuck you, nigga.

Listen, putting hands on a woman is a violation.

But you need to get the fuck on.

Or what? The fuck you gonna do, nigga?

I'ma deal with his ass.

But if you keep on talking,

we can add your name to that list too, nigga.

♪ It takes two To make it out of sight... ♪

Remi Ransom, nigga.

Make sure you spell my shit right.

Nigga, that might be too long

to fit on this damn bullet,

but I mean, we can figure it out and try.

♪ So what? I don't care ♪

♪ I'm number one, The uno, I like comp... ♪

♪ Bold and Black But I won't protect... ♪

Get the fuck on.

♪ All I want is respect... ♪

Man, you see what the fuck you just did, nigga?

Get the fuck on. You out.

Yo what the fuck you mean?

The fuck I mean? Did I stutter, nigga?

You out of this job, out of this trip,

and out of this fucking crew.

Nigga, you ain't PA.

You can't make that fucking decision.

But I can.

He right, Shane. You need to bounce.

♪ It takes two To make a thing go right... ♪

See, a nigga like that

is bad for business, dude, I'm telling you.

Yeah, Meech.

That nigga Shane's one of my top earners, though.

But it don't matter.

Soon as that nigga get pinched for raping somebody,

he gonna start snitching to save his own ass.

♪ I'm kind of stingy ♪

♪ That's why I don't want To lend ♪

♪ A funky rhyme to a foe or a good friend ♪

Look, Dad, I'm-I'm not going to school.

'Cause if Marcus can get me here,

then what is he gonna do to me there?

Look, I don't think it was Marcus.

Then who was it?

I don't know.

Look, sit down. Come on.

I-I-I just don't think that Marcus is stupid enough

to break into a cop's house.

Well, can you at least just check

for fingerprints and stuff just in case?

Of course. You know, I'll put new locks on the doors

and even add bars to the windows, huh?

Well...

you got a new safe?

Um...

Look, don't let Marcus have power over you.

Superheroes always get the bad guy.

I mean, what would your, uh--

what-what would your Bruiser do?

- Fight to live another day. - That's right.

He would fight to live another day.

Oh, look at that.

Shit.

Meech blackballed my ass.

Man, this shit is funny. You ever--

I don't give a fuck about that.

But this-this my favorite show, and it's important to me.

Man, I'm struggling to offload these bricks.

Niggas stopped hitting me for taxes.

Well, I guess something is better than nothing.

I ain't seen no goddamn rent.

I ain't seen no fee for cremating Blackie

little fucking stinking ass, and I'm just trying--

I ain't paying for shit.

Fine.

Then stop interrupting me,

and let me watch my goddamn show.

Oh, sh--

What the fuck?

Say something else. Go on.

Uh, excuse me.

I'm Detective David Dublin,

but everybody around here calls me Three-D.

- Veronica Jin. - Pleasure.

- Hi. - Hey, is, uh, Bryant around?

Um, he just left his desk for a second.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah.

Oh, hey, Kevin.

Come here. Come here. Sit down.

Is everything okay?

- I'll take it from here. - Okay.

Well...

someone broke into our house, and I think it was Marcus,

the kid who's been bullying me,

so I left school.

Does your dad think it was him?

No, he's saying that it was somebody else.

But I think he's just saying that

to get me to go back to school.

Well, did you hear his voice or see his face

to make you think it was Marcus?

Well-well, no, but...

we tussled for a little bit.

And he-he put a pillowcase over my head

and threw me into the closet.

Did he take anything?

I don't think so, but...

my dad did put some more locks on the doors

and he got a new safe, so...

Yo.

What happened to fight to live another day?

Dad, I don't feel safe at home or in the school.

I want to move back in with Mom.

Look, running away from situations like this

won't solve your problem.

Dad, aren't you the one

who's supposed to be protecting people?

So why can't you help protect me?

Fine. I'll call your mama.

Okay.

Well, that was the reaction I was hoping to get

when I got dressed this morning.

You look handsome.

Thank you.

They're beautiful.

I, um,

opened a college fund for our daughter

to ensure that she could pursue all the dreams that she has.

Thirty thousand do--

Lamar.

I don't know what to say.

And I, uh--

I got something else for you as well.

Lamar! I kn-I know you not for real

asking me to marry you right now.

No, look, we said we were gonna go slow, right?

A'ight, you-you ain't gotta put this

on your ring finger just yet, a'ight?

This is just me promising to you

that I'm gonna be the best version of myself.

Oh, wow.

You not making this easy at all.

What? Ain't-ain't no need for no tears, baby. What--

It's time to celebrate.

And I have the perfect party favor.

♪ Ain't no looking back... ♪

Goddamn.

Goldie living large, huh?

That's the only way to do it, baby.

And I see y'all done made some changes.

Terry done got that shit cut off the back his head.

Yeah, I guess you could say

we've been doing some rebranding.

And expanding.

Who is this toothpick-looking nigga over here?

He family.

Hmm.

And this... is for your help at the rim shop.

Hoping...

that you could let us clean our money in one of your clubs.

Hmm.

You know, Meech,

I only get down with people I can trust.

- Mm-hmm. - And y'all cute.

Damn if y'all ain't cute.

But we not quite there yet, baby.

Shit, I brought your money

without you even having to ask for it.

You did.

But that's because y'all didn't want me

to have to dig up in that ass.

Look, Goldie, please believe me when we tell you

that we've been hustling to make contacts

and trying to find this new stash spot.

All we need right now is an olive branch.

Okay. That damn smile.

Okay, listen.

There's a birthday gathering tomorrow night at Magic City.

And I can introduce y'all to a few folks,

including Stephanie.

Now, Stephanie's one of the biggest realtors in Atlanta.

She used to dance for me.

What, you running some type of stripper success school?

A stripper success school.

Let me tell you something, string-bean nigga.

That's just what I'm doing.

See, when these girls walk through my doors,

they think the most powerful thing they have

is in between they legs.

But it's Goldie's job to let them know

they greatest asset is on top of they shoulders.

My bad. I ain't mean no disrespect.

None taken.

I'm just schooling your young, silly ass.

Um, yeah, so can I use the bathroom?

You sure can, baby.

It's down the hall and to your left.

Hey.

Hey!

Sorry about Kevin.

No, it-it's cool, you know?

My ex picked him up.

Kid just ain't built like me.

He told me about the break-in.

He said that, uh, you thought it was his bully.

Yeah, you know, kid at school, you know,

he won't leave him alone.

Was anything taken?

Nah.

No, I think he was just trying to scare Kevin, you know?

I'm not even gonna file a report.

I'm just gonna handle it myself, you know?

Maybe I should go with you to roll up on this kid's house.

Thank you, but, uh, I got it.

Yeah, okay.

Well, um, it's probably for the best,

with Garr breathing down our backs and everything.

Well, has he heard anything

from the DEA's office on the K-9 investigation?

No.

But I'll look into it while you, uh,

check out the bully thing.

Cool.

Help!

Help me, please!

Oh!

I got it. I got it. I got it.

If you hadn't have tried to get out the bed...

What you doing?

Well, I'm tired of being cooped up

in the damn bed.

Why would you go and do that, sissy?

I was gonna throw myself out a window.

I know, sissy.

- It's a beautiful day. - I know.

And I just want to get out.

I'm tired of withering away.

I can't even wipe my own ass anymore.

Sissy, look at me.

Look at me, baby.

Be glad you got help,

'cause it could be so much worse.

I'm not playing, Goldie.

Every night, I pray to God

that he don't wake me up the next morning

just so I don't have to lay here in pain.

Oh, baby.

Please don't talk like that.

Please, sissy, I told you.

The doctors, they-they gonna find a cure for it, baby.

I just need you to hold on.

Just hold on for me, sissy.

What the hell did you see at Goldie's

that made you want to jet out?

I really don't know

what the fuck I saw myself, Tee.

- What up, doe? - What up?

Ain't shit, man,

Yo, what happened to your other spot?

Oh, I still got it.

But that's the stash crib, though.

- Damn. - He moved to heaven, huh?

This is where me and the fam stay.

Y'all niggas trying to move in or what?

I mean, shit, we got a upstairs, feel me?

Actually, this payback for fronting us.

We even put a little extra in there

for holding us down.

Ooh. All right.

Look, we got a new Colombian plug,

and we been thinking about planting a flag

out here too.

Man, come on, man.

I can't have niggas stepping on my toes, man.

Nah.

Nah, Ty, never do shit like that.

But look, Miami always got shit coming up I-75.

And Atlanta's the first hub,

with freeways shooting all across the country, man.

Look, this where it's at.

All we need is a hand finding locals,

stashes, dips, and fronts.

A'ight, man. I guess, bro.

Y'all is my niggas.

Y'all from the crib and y'all about that paper,

so let's get it.

And one-one more thing.

Uh, we need a real good exterminator

'cause we got some low-hanging fruit

- that need to fall. - A'ight.

Yeah, we gotta be on point too.

Can't leave no peels behind.

Yeah, I got the man for that.

Ty.

- Hey, baby. - Hey, baby.

This my wife, Deanna, y'all.

This Meech and Terry I was talking about

- from the crib. - Oh, hey.

So Ty told me y'all like family.

Mm-hmm.

Which mean y'all staying for dinner, right?

If Ty say so.

Yeah, nigga, we eating.

Surely.

♪ Every day ♪

♪ Jesus... ♪

I got it.

Pastor Swift, I'm ready.

Brother Flenory.

Pastor Swift and I are going to dinner.

- What time you coming home? - I'm grown.

I don't have a curfew.

Night-night.

Dinner almost ready, Daddy.

Thanks for cooking.

If you and Ma get divorced, who I'ma live with?

What? Nico-Nicole, that's not happening.

Why stay married if you so unhappy?

We're not having this conversation right now.

That's the same thing Terry say

whenever I try to talk to him about anything substantial.

Nicole, all you need to know is,

I'll always be there for you, no matter what.

I ain't never getting married or having kids.

Men suck.

I mean, I just feel like the Lord has forsaken me,

you know?

I'm-I'm-I'm making pennies at Wendy's,

and my husband is blowing all our money

on a hotel with some Jezebel.

The temptation of flesh is a powerful thing, sister,

even for men of the word.

I know that thou shalt not murder,

but if I ever find out who this floozy is,

I just might break one of the commandments.

Sister Flenory, I always knew you had

a wicked side to yourself.

Lord, have mercy.

Now, you know, God never said there wouldn't be problems.

But He did say that He would walk with us

through the valleys.

We just have to know and understand

that He's in our favor for all things.

All the men in my life have betrayed me

and broken my heart.

I mean, Demetrius, Terry, and now Charles.

Sister Lucille, Pastor Swift got you covered.

I don't need to be covered, Pastor.

I just need to be counseled.

Amen to that, sister.

- Amen. - Praise God.

Hi, how you guys doing?

- Leave this right here for you. - Thank you, brother.

You can take that thing back...

and split it right down the middle.

- Yes, sir. - Praise.

You know how to make quite the grand entrance.

Well, Kevin's gone,

so I thought you could use some company.

How'd it go with the bully?

You know, I took care of business.

Like you always do.

Yeah.

Ugh. Man, this shit bag is the worst.

Do it hurt?

Yeah.

Look, I got something to make you feel better.

♪ All of the love I gave to you... ♪

Oh, no. I don't fuck with no crack.

You don't fuck no more, period.

But this shit

will have that dick harder than a motherfucker.

Shit's gonna make you feel good.

You a doctor now, huh?

No, but it's been a minute between us, right?

Yeah. Yeah, it's been a minute.

Right.

I got the pipe.

♪ Live without you ♪

♪ Didn't want to live Without you ♪

♪ Didn't you know it ♪

♪ I... ♪

Damn, you so fine.

Let me see them titties.

In a minute.

Oh, no, ay, ay, ay, uh...

shit, where my manners at?

Ladies first.

Quit playing. Go ahead, hit it.

♪ What do I have If I don't have you? ♪

♪ Didn't you know... ♪

Well...

...you not trying to play me, are you?

Nah, nigga. You tripping. Let me go.

So what's the holdup?

I was just trying to make you feel better.

Okay.

So you hit it first.

Here.

I'ma help you light it. Go on.

I'ma light it for you.

That's my baby.

You so sexy. Come here.

Mm.

Meech put you up to this, you fucking bitch.

I knew I couldn't trust you.

I knew you was playing me.

That motherfucker Meech convinced you to betray me.

You and that motherfucker betrayed me.

You had to betray me, our family, Zoe?

What the fuck was you thinking, huh?

Fuck!

I just want to make sure

that you are as comfortable as possible.

Found what you was looking for?

Yeah, I was, uh, just looking for a blanket.

I'm cold.

Come on back to bed. I'll warm you up.

Good morning, Atlanta.

Here with your weather...

- Yo. - Wake up. Wake up.

Checkout time. Especially you, bro.

Get up.

Come on, Dara, Diamonte.

Come on, my babies.

Go over there and eat, all right?

I'll be over there in a minute.

What's up, man?

Shit.

Why you rocking that fake-ass chain, though?

Oh, this one.

My son got this for me.

I mean, he think it's real, so...

I ain't about to bust his little bubble.

I just wear it like it is

and never take it off, you feel me?

Home life and family is really all--

only thing that's worth it, man,

with all this hustling shit, you feel me?

At least for me.

Dude, we gotta hit Magic City

before we bounce back to the crib.

Man, stop playing.

Yo, Meech, you a bad influence.

I'm just in town trying to show my dog a good time.

'Cause he done turned into Cliff Huxtable.

Shut up, man.

Let me go out. I ain't been out in a minute.

Look, I promise I'ma bring him back

before the sun come up.

Nigga, you better.

Please tell me what the fuck is so important

that you needed me here right now

instead of buying a brand-new goddamn TV, huh?

And what the fuck is on your face?

It's Blackie.

And who's that?

Monique. She made me do it.

What--

Meech turned her against me.

She betrayed me, man. She made me do this shit, bro.

You so hell-bent on revenge that you gonna go kill

the only bitch that loved your Black ass?

Don't call her no bitch!

Well, she's a dead bitch now.

Fuck, fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck, Mo. Mo.

Don't answer the phone.

Don't answer it. Don't answer it!

Fuck!

Uh...

hello.

- Dad? - Hey, Zo.

How you doing?

Where's Mom?

Um, she can't come to the phone right now.

Uh, she's, uh--she's--

she's in the shower.

Everything good?

Fine. Tell her I called?

Okay, I will.

Zoe, I love you.

"Mommy can't come to the phone 'cause I fucking killed her."

Ah, fuck.

Shit. Ah, fuck.

Come on, man. You gotta help me.

Help me pick her up, man,

I'ma take and cremate her.

Help me. Come on.

And Ms. Mickie's transfer to the other facility

was requested by Detective Von Bryant?

Okay, um...

can you please fax me the paperwork

to the number I gave you?

Thank you very much. Bye-bye.

I woke up, and you were gone.

Well, I didn't exactly want to walk in here holding hands.

No, no, no. I'm not complaining.

I actually prefer it.

You're an asshole.

I found B-Mickie's hospital bracelet

in your house.

So I guess it wasn't a blanket

you were snooping around for last night.

B-Mickie broke into your house

because you had his mother transferred

to Herman Kiefer medical facility,

where she died.

Yes, I transferred her, okay?

Full disclosure,

Ms. Mickie was already at that shitty-ass facility.

I moved her to a better one to leverage her son

into helping us.

Now, when he ran off with Meech and the two keys,

I sent her ass back.

Ain't my fault she dead.

B-Mickie blames me, so he broke into my house.

Do you even know what "full transparency" means?

He broke into my house...

and he locked my son in the closet.

So I didn't want you compromised when I found him.

Now, you can believe that,

or you-you just might want to do the right thing.

So go to Garr's office and make a statement.

No, I-I'm gonna keep this between us for now.

But just know, this is strike two, Bryant.

Won't be another one. I promise.

From here on out, I'ma tell you everything

whether you want to hear it or not.

I never seen no shit like this.

Nah.

Yeah!

Detroit is in the building.

Yeah, boy.

Fuck y'all want?

Shit. I see you working the crowd,

making your move.

I might got something better for you, though.

Where your crew at?

I got boys from here down to Texas.

I'm Dice.

Meech.

This my boy B-Mickie right here.

Meet us at Magic City later on tonight.

Let's see what's cracking.

This better not be no bullshit, man.

Man, what?

Do I look like the type of motherfucker

to bullshit you?

A'ight.

We about to run these niggas and blow the fuck up.

Now you see why I demanded you be here?

Yeah.

Here.

I'm n--I'm not hungry, baby.

Mama, you need to eat something.

Mama, you always taking care of everybody.

Let me take care of you, okay?

I'm okay.

You did good.

Ms. Mabel, my-my mom's right in here.

Thanks for letting me use the skillet.

Girl, you know you can borrow anything of mine

anytime, whenever.

I gotta get going.

I got an appointment I gotta get to.

Come on. Sit down for a minute.

I wanted to talk to you about something.

Nicole, can you give us a minute?

- Yeah. - Okay.

What is it? What-what's going on?

Charles is having an affair.

Lucille... my God.

I knew in my gut that something was wrong.

I knew it. And he kept saying that everything was good.

But a woman always knows, right?

Right.

A woman's intuition's hardly ever wrong.

Look, I--

I-I don't mean to dump all my stuff on you.

I just--

I just know that you've been through this before, and I--

Oh, I-I think I got some tissue in here.

No.

No.

Lucille?

E--

E-Z Rest Motel.

Hmm.

I found a receipt from this place

in Charles' jacket.

You know, I been thinking about what I would do

to the bitch who broke up my happy home.

And at first, I thought I might go upside her head,

you know what I mean?

But now, like...

I mean, it's, like,

now that I've realized it's you...

Lucille...

Don't you dare open your mouth to me.

Don't you dare open your fucking mouth.

All this time,

I thought that Charles was building a shed for you.

But instead he was patching up your damn dry-ass walls.

I never meant to hurt you.

That's why I broke it off with Charles.

That's why you broke it off with Charles.

Bitch, please.

Stay away from me.

And stay the hell away from my damn family,

or I swear to God,

I will kick your ass

all up and down this street.

You are dead to me.

Now, get the hell out of my house.

I hate you, Charles! I hate you!

Mom, it's okay.

It's okay, Mama.

Mabel?

Really, Charles?

I love you. I don't love her.

Any shred of love

I have left for you

is gone.

Daddy, just go.

Just go.

You done enough.

That's your pest problem?

♪ Lying in your face... ♪

Yeah.

We gotta send him off right tonight at Magic City.

Folk going home in a body bag.

Outside of there is pretty normal.

That's good.

Then we shouldn't have a problem, then, right?

♪ They can't fuck With a nigga like me... ♪

Exactly.

♪ Before they check me ♪

♪ We got the game sewed up Like a tailor ♪

♪ Come join the team ♪

♪ If you want to be A moneymaker ♪

♪ Might lose your life ♪

Okay, since you want to put Kevin in therapy,

fine, I'll sign the damn waiver, but...

look, we ought to be putting him in boxing

or self-defense classes.

You the one raising your voice at me.

Major Garr wants everybody in the war room.

Why? What's going on?

So Timmons found a drug wrapping

outside of a stash house last night.

And get this, the fingerprints on it

were a perfect match to Harold "Boom" Mills.

We picked him up this morning.

You bullshitting.

- Nah. - G-Q did that?

Yeah.

Boom dumb ass left a fingerprint?

I mean, we never catch the smart ones.

Man, let's go.

♪ Who got a booty? Who got a booty? ♪

♪ You got a booty You got a booty ♪

♪ Who got a booty? Who got a booty? ♪

♪ You got a booty You got a booty ♪

♪ I like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs... ♪

They got pussy for days.

No shit.

♪ I like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

♪ I like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs, hey ♪

♪ I like how you move it ♪

♪ I want to bend it over... ♪

I feel kind of naked without my strap on me, man.

Man, what?

A nigga only need a jimmy strap up in here.

Girls come from all over the country

to prance around here in they birthday suits.

Meech, this my girl Dilla.

She go to Clark and dance here to pay for tuition.

Country girls love city boys.

Oh, yeah? That's what's up.

Why don't you show my homey right here what's up?

I don't want him. I want yo' ass.

I mean, since you put it like that,

this ought to cover tuition next semester.

Thanks, Meech.

Go, Dilla.

♪ I like fast chicks... ♪

I'm gonna take you to the black light room.

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

♪ I like fast chicks... ♪

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

♪ We like fast chicks ♪

♪ Titties and thighs ♪

Oh, right there, don't stop.

Don't stop!

Don't stop. Don't stop! Fuck!

That black light's showing your afterglow.

Girl, that was the shit.

What'd you say your name was again?

Don't laugh. It's Cardelia.

That's country as fuck.

I know you ain't laughing, Demetrius.

Yeah, but everybody calls me Meech.

Yeah?

Well, I'ma have to call you Big Meech,

'cause ain't shit little about your ass.

Not your money, your manhood,

or them big old boats.

What size shoe you wear?

Fifteen.

♪ Move it, it's yours ♪

♪ It's-it's-it's-it's yours ♪

♪ Move it, it's yours ♪

♪ It's-it's-it's-it's yours ♪

♪ Move it, it's yours... ♪

Come on, man.

Man, fuck you.

Your loss, nigga.

♪ Move it, it's yours ♪

♪ It's-it's-it's-it's Yours... ♪

I ain't never danced

for a guy in a wheelchair before.

Listen, baby, listen.

Don't let this wheelchair fool you, now.

- Oh. - These legs might be short,

but that dick is long.

Look at this.

Well, hey, Detroit.

Shit, what's cracking?

This right here is Stephanie Coals,

one of the top realtors in Atlanta.

I learned from the best.

What type of properties are you interested in?

Multiple spots with attached garages.

Easy on the eyes, though.

Yeah, you-you know, private, low-maintenance,

um, and no nosy neighbors.

We don't like that.

Let me make some calls.

I'll get back to you with some potential listings?

No doubt. Don't forget.

I want to talk to you about what you saw

at my house the other day.

That woman you saw,

that's my baby sister Saundra.

She's dying from AIDS.

Damn.

That's fucked up, Goldie. I'm sorry to hear that shit.

But you got somebody taking care of her or something?

Yeah, I have help.

But that's my baby sister,

which means she's my responsibility.

So every day I make sure she's fed, clothed, and bathed.

That's tough.

You motherfucking right it is.

But when you really care about somebody,

you go that extra mile for them,

just like they would for you.

Mm-hmm.

Yo, Remi, check this shit out.

The fuck that nigga doing here?

I heard they setting up shop.

We'll see about that.

What the fuck?

Shit!

Y'all didn't know about this right here.

- Hey, fam. - Who the fuck is that?

Y'all didn't know about this.

Take that.

Yeah, y'all want the fucking eight?

Y'all can't fuck with the eight.

Take that shit right there.

Ay, let's go. Ay, get in the fucking car.

Ay!

- Fuck. - Tee! Tee!

Yo, Meech, you straight?

How the fuck that happen?

Where the fuck is Ty Washington at?

Oh, shit. Meech, he's over here.

Oh, fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck, somebody get some help, man.

Meech, we gotta fucking go.

Meech, we gotta fucking get the fuck out of here.

Ty, are you drunk and forgot the elevator code?

Meech, where's my husband?

There was a shooting outside the club.

I'm so sorry.

Look, please forgive me.

Get the fuck away from me.

Ty, why-why you do this to me?

I'ma make it right.

I promise.

I want whoever did this to pay.

Get the fuck out of here.

Yo, I can't believe this shit.

Fuck this place.

Thought this where we supposed to be

starting over.

Could have did this shit all in the D.

Yeah, you can handle this shit.

All this fighting and shooting shit,

man, that-that ain't me.

Nigga, is that why your bitch ass tried to set me up?

Yeah, I seen you talking to that hitter

in the fucking parking lot, ho.

What?

Hey, yo, B, you tripping.

Y'all niggas tried to fucking kill me?

Fuck you and your lame-ass brother.

That ain't happening, nigga,

so you might as well put that fucking gun down.

B, don't make me repeat myself, man.

Everything I did was for you.

Pulling a strap on my fucking brother?

- That's for me? - Take this nigga

out of his fucking misery, Meech.

Meech, shoot him.

Meech, finish this bitch!

I lied for you.

I killed for you.

Meech, fucking do it!

And I'd still die for your punk ass.

Meech, if you don't shoot

this snake-ass motherfucker right now...

No!

No, no, no!

No!

I'm not losing another fucking brother.

- I'm not! - Oh, my fuck.

We started this shit together, and we gonna end it that way.

Meech, how the fuck are we gonna do that, huh?

By going directly at the motherfucker

trying to tear our family apart.

Bryant.

Yo.

Oh, shit, Markisha.

Look, look, not-not right now.

I'm gonna hit you back. I promise, a'ight?

Boom got arrested.

Good. Fuck that nigga.

No, no. Bryant got pictures of me and Markisha doing it.

If Boom see that shit, he's gonna snap the fuck off!

Photos worked. Boom sang like a motherfucker.

Said the Flenorys stole K-9's Colombian connect.

Oh, I am sure he has an ax to grind.

Look here, we gotta get around this bureaucratic bullshit

with the SAC Chambers and the DEA

so we can talk to K-9's witnesses.

And if we turn one of them,

maybe we can get K-9 to give up the Flenorys and the cartel.

Then we back on top.

- Yes! - Ay.

The strength of a family,

like the strength of an army,

lies in its loyalty to each other.

But we were so busy fighting with each other

to see that our enemies

were actually closing in on us.

♪ Chasing paper I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ 'Cause I be chasing paper I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ I try to be humble And swallow this pride ♪

♪ I got belt on my bubble ♪

♪ I hit every time I shot ♪

♪ We in the jungle and snakes All around these blocks ♪

♪ For a couple bundles I done seen bodies drop ♪

♪ They ain't trying To rumble ♪

♪ Everybody got a Glock ♪

♪ While you ain't trying To hustle ♪

♪ Everybody got a spot ♪

♪ And they Keep it popping there ♪

♪ Every day around the clock ♪

♪ If I can get A profit there ♪

♪ I'ma show 'em how to rock ♪

♪ Cool team with me ♪

♪ Niggas you gotta watch A lot ♪

♪ 'Cause they like to plot A lot ♪

♪ On niggas that got a lot ♪

♪ Let 'em see a shiny chain Or shiny watch ♪

♪ They reaching by the crotch And somebody's shot ♪

♪ Look, I don't got No home training ♪

♪ The streets raised me ♪

♪ I don't only want chicken I need gravy ♪

♪ Started making moves With [indistinct] ♪

♪ And she paid me ♪

♪ Pointed at the opps While they screaming out ♪

♪ "Please save me" ♪

♪ Paper I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ 'Cause I be chasing paper I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling Till ain't nobody greater ♪

♪ And I be chasing paper ♪

♪ I pimp and I'm a player ♪

♪ And I'ma keep on hustling Till ain't nobody greater ♪