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(ominous music)

- Ain't no such thing as loyalty when it come to pussy, D.

If a bitch giving it up,

a nigger gonna take it.

(ominous music continues)

(birds chirping)

- What the fuck are you looking for?

- I'm looking for some fucks to give, nigger,

but I just can't find her.

(ominous music continues)

- If your girl threw me the pussy,

I'm gonna take it, my nigger.

And then I'm gonna let you know just to prove

to you the bitch ain't shit.

(ominous music continues)

- What the hell, D?

How he just gonna shoot that nigger like that

and make us all a part of that old dumb shit?

(ominous music continues)

(gun firing)

- I gotta finish this up and go play my numbers, man.

Motherfucking jackpot 150 million.

- God damn.

The fuck you gonna do if you win, man?

- That's what's up, man. - Don't worry.

I'd break you off a little something, something.

- Now I'm about to go play you that shit, too, motherfucker.

- What the fuck is she talking about, Erica?

- Well since it's out in the open, yes,

I've been fucking your best friend, Chains.

- We can't do this no more, yo.

- Do what?

- This.

(tense music)

- On the bright side of today's news,

Syracuse has its very own jackpot lottery winner

of $150 million.

I'm standing here with my personal friend, Darnell Green,

and let me tell you, I'm so excited,

I feel like I won the lottery myself.

(ominous music)

(electricity warbles)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

- What up, boy?

Damn, you looking like you got some fucked-up news.

Spit it out, motherfucker.

- We had to let his ass go.

- Let who go? - James.

(dramatic music continues)

- Ain't this a bitch.

I didn't know that motherfucker killed that girl

but who the fuck was his lawyer?

- Some Johnnie Cochran-ass nigger.

And as they say, it's not what you know,

it's what you can prove and he made for sure

we ain't have shit to hold his ass on.

You know this motherfucker winked his eye at me

when we was arresting him?

Almost like he knew he was gonna get out.

But that's okay

'cause I'm about to Malcolm X the fuck outta James's ass.

By any means necessary, that nigger is going down.

- Yo, what's up with this boy, Darnell?

- Shit, he just hit the lottery for 150 million.

If he was smart he'll stay the hell outta Dodge.

- Lucky motherfucker.

I tell you what, James better count his fucking days.

I want his ass.

- Just for the record, Drum, that ain't sound right.

- Man, whatever.

Let's go get Doorman.

("Drugs" by Rizzo Dollaz)

* Drugs only got me feeling fine and on the move

* Light it, gas, ate a lot of things

* Faded, I'm a fool

* I be playin', I sedate the money

* Bag it up and move

* Pimps introduce the game, bust it down, baby I'ma fool

* Had my baddie been on my mind, 98 ways to throw silk

* Had to get a mili, had to get paid

* I'ma break it down, split it 'tween 24 ways

* 98 made her business so you had to get paid

* Doin' it out my baddie, on the Cyrus

* Miley rocked to see the purple rain

* Ain't nobody payin' pour to the tip it in the (indistinct)

* All my money, yeah, money made a fool

* I live, show you where I live, you gon' need it too

* Like you (indistinct) take you home to Sarah

* Take your (indistinct) back around

* Prepare to bust it down, leave then...

(dramatic music)

- Yo, is there a problem, officer?

(officer speaking indistinctly)

Damn, you didn't have to say it all like that.

- Spread your legs, spread your legs.

I'm sure you got shit on you.

Stand right here.

You were the witness to a robbery a few years back.

Until this day, I have a hard time believing

that bullshit story you told.

- Well good thing your beliefs don't mean shit.

Is there something I could help y'all with?

- Yeah, Doorman.

The two men you claim you seen, was it James and Darnell?

- Yo, do I look like I got x-ray vision?

Man, first of all, that was years ago.

Second of all, they had masks on.

And did you forget I got shot, too?

- Right, and the cameras just happened

to not be working that day

and you got shot in your little bitch ass leg?

- Nigger, I still got shot.

You ever been shot before?

No, man, shut the fuck up, man.

- But you ain't dead yet.

- Damn, you sound real disappointed,

like your mama know you ain't shit?

Now you know, you know, your mama know you ain't shit.

They need to bring ass whuppings back

'cause you need one, definitely.

You understand me?

You look like you was bad as fuck when you was little, man,

you thick Mase-looking motherfucker,

Harlem, where we're having that flick.

- Ah, he got jokes.

- You think motherfuckers walk around here killing people

and getting away with it is a joking fucking matter?

- No, but apparently y'all do.

Y'all kill a different nigger every day

and get away with it.

Who checking y'all?

(bell rings)

- Nice to see you walking better.

Have a nice day, flunky. - Yeah, yeah.

That's what y'all wanted,

that's what y'all pulled me over for?

For that, for them?

Y'all could have talked to them about that, man.

- Funky ass motherfucker. - Yeah, okay.

- Oh you know what, you're right.

- There was one more thing, I forgot.

(dramatic music)

You stay funky.

- Man, I knew you needed your ass whupped, man.

- Look at your fake-ass shades.

You know it's funny how when his name came up,

our witness ended up killed.

So, we know he killed the boy in the club.

We know he killed the boy in the driveway.

That damn girl, and he winked his fucking eye at me.

If that don't spell guilty, then I don't know what.

Maybe we gotta rethink our policies but I'm sick and tired

of these motherfuckers slipping through our hands.

- That's how the system works.

- Yeah, and we both know the system is bullshit.

(phone buzzes)

- How was your trip?

Yeah, so you got a week to do what you gotta do,

so don't miss.

Yeah, we found the girl dead.

She was our only key to locking him up.

He entirely beat that bitch, so, no face, no case.

Yeah, you just do what you do and I'll do what I gotta do.

Just have my money.

("Ooh Ooh" by Rizzo Dollaz)

* Ooh, ooh

* I need another, need another, 24/7 total

* Catch 'em dummy, catch 'em dummy

* Baby (indistinct) for days like whoa mama, boom boom

* Activate like half of this, James Sawyer

* Peep the block, stomp the yard, you know I'm on it

* Ooh ooh, couple niggas, sell the bullets

* How you want it, how you want it

* Can't take all this from a nigga, I'm a boss

* Ooh ooh, trying to double on me

* I'ma trip the cross, ooh ooh

* Niggas weak and I can never drop the ball, mm-mm

* Came a long way from takin' a loss, how you know that

* I wanna see my name up on the (indistinct) how you want it

* But I'ma sat and pay the cost to be the lowest

* God damn, who let the dog off the leash, set it off

* Yes, go, like I've been locked up in the cage

- I'm getting you the fuck out of here, man.

Got me smelling like motherfucking downtown and shit.

What's good, N-word?

- What the fuck is N-word?

- Nigger.

Just trying to refrain from saying it so much, you know,

I want to find replacement words

until a motherfucker piss me off.

- Okay.

Oh man, okay, but how the fuck you gonna shoot me,

then still ask me to do shit

like come pick your ass up from the pubs?

- If I was the one that shot you,

you wouldn't have been able to come pick me up from the pub

'cause your ass would be dead, man.

- You pretty much gave the word to.

- Truth be told, Doorman, I wasn't really sure

if I could trust you at that point, man.

But we could still arrange that.

- Arrange what, N-word?

- Let me just shoot you.

- Where the fuck we going, man?

- I don't know, just drive.

- That's what I'm saying, James, where are we driving to?

(energetic rap music)

Okay, oh, fuck it, fuck it, I'm gonna drive,

I'ma just drive.

I'ma drive your ass to Hawaii in a minute.

You wanna go to Hawaii, James, have you ever been to Hawaii?

I heard they got some nice resorts.

* Ooh, ooh

* 740, aim to fire, you know I'm on it, ooh ooh

- Yo man, so D hit for that bread, man.

I know y'all about to do some back boy thang.

- D ain't about to be doing shit

if he don't give me the fuck he owe me, man.

- Listen man, I got pulled over, you know what I'm saying,

before I came to get you, talking about that shooting

at the club, you know what I'm saying?

And this motherfucking thick no neck-ass nigger

wanna talk about I know what happened, I'm lying.

Talking about I know it was Darnell and James.

- What you talking about, Doorman?

- That's what I said, that's exactly what I told them.

I said what the fuck is you talking?

- What's been the word on these streets

for these past two weeks, what's been going on?

- Man, word is they found some chick named Erica

in her backyard.

I'm talking about stretched out, they did hurt dirty.

They ain't got no witnesses, no nothing.

Don't nobody know shit.

Then they talking about some other shit,

where two dudes got bodied, one nigger got found,

they still ain't had no motherfucking witnesses.

If they ain't find 'em yet, man,

they ain't never gonna find 'em.

You understand me?

Huh? - Huh?

Yo, what's going on with my truck, man?

You go check on my truck?

- Yeah man, yo, he said come get your shit

'cause it's taking up space.

- Fuck it, let's go there then, man.

Somewhere I can change these motherfucking clothes, man?

- All right.

* Y'all think what y'all say

* Supposed to hold me down, nigger

* Let me explain something to y'all

* I'm feeling like, ooh ooh

* I'm looking like, new ooh

* The shorties see me like, you ooh

* And all you fake motherfuckers stay away from me

* I'm feeling like, ooh ooh

* I'm looking like, new ooh

* The shorties see me like, you ooh

* And all you fake motherfuckers stay away from me

* Let's set for record straight

- What's good, man? - Chilling, man,

how you doing? - I'm chilling.

- I appreciate you for taking care of the crib, man,

holding it down while I was locked up and shit, man.

What's up with my dog, he all right?

- Nah. - That's the only problem.

He trying to fuck every bitch

I bring in this shit, man, wow.

- That's my dog.

That's my dog.

Yeah, man, but like I said, I'm about to-

(phone chimes)

- Yeah, see.

- I'm about to go up to my other crib for a couple hours,

man, I mean, lay low for a minute.

This shit hot down here.

But I'll be back in a little bit, man.

Like I said, I appreciate you holding me down.

I gotta go change clothes,

smelling like motherfucking cells and shit.

I got a lot of business to take care of, man.

I got some shit to do, man.

But y'all, like I said, I appreciate it, man.

I'm about to go up by my other crib,

lay low for a minute.

I'll be back down this way down in a couple minutes.

- We'll keep holding the fort down.

- All right, bro, I appreciate it.

* Stay away from me, stay away from me

* You

* You, stay away from me

* Ooh

* New groove

* You

* Stay away, stay away from me

- So from what I'm hearing,

his baby moms was told he was at the bar,

had a few words with a couple of cats, then shit got ugly.

They bodied this boy inside the club,

then they gunned him down in the driveway

not too long after.

- So where exactly did this info come from?

- Apparently somebody who was with him that night

told his baby moms what happened.

- The shooter?

- That motherfucker had the nerve to say and tell that bitch

I said what up.

- So shit, he must be fucking her too.

And left witnesses?

Amateurs.

So does this shooter have a name?

- Yeah, James.

(ominous music) (bell rings)

- It look like we need to pay this shooter

named James a visit.

So we ain't gonna let your brother go out like that.

- Too bad we can't use this baby moms and lure him in.

- Nah, I got a better idea.

Let me get up with her, so she can link me to the dude

that told her all this.

'Cause right now she's too scared to leave the fucking crib.

So using her, negative.

- And look I got a better idea.

Let me go to her house 'cause bitch gonna come outside,

take out her garbage or something

and I might be able to fuck her.

- Stop thinking what your dick.

- All right, well, look, you two motherfuckers

sit here, talk about it, see what's going on.

I'm gonna go out here and see what the fuck

I can find in the streets.

Y'all two goofy-ass motherfuckers

just don't know what the fuck's going on all the sudden.

Shit, I'm trying to find the nigger

that killed your damn brother.

(doorbell rings)

- Something wrong? - Hell yeah, something wrong.

You like to kill people.

I ain't come here for that.

Yo, they said y'all wanted to talk, right,

so like we can talk from right here.

You can hear me right, Rob?

Oh my damn.

- Don't nobody want to kill you, but I will if I have to.

Get the fuck in here. - Damn, yo,

I knew I shouldn't have came in this shit, yo.

Yo bro, don't lock that, you ain't gonna lock that.

- Gonna have to.

- Yo, you ain't gotta put your hands on me, bro.

- I just want to hear, straight from the horse's mouth,

what happened to my brother?

- Yo, if y'all got any plans on killing me,

just know I ain't had shit to do

with what happened to your brother.

- I said what I said.

I'm Leah, and this, my people's Mr. Kiss.

- Mr. Kiss?

Really?

That's what motherfuckers call you?

- That's what you can call me.

- Yo, I am not about to be calling

no grown-ass man Mr. Kiss,

I'll call you Mr. or some shit like that

but you got me fucked up with the other part.

- Who is James? - The devil.

You believe in him, right?

You know he black and he really exists.

- You let me worry about the devil.

Where can I find him?

- Man, I don't know.

I ain't seen this nigger since that night

and I've been praying not to bump

into that motherfucker again.

He tells me, me, James,

any grown-ass man start his sentences off with me,

just walk the other way, and the other nigger,

I barely even knew him but he came out his moms fucked up

and your brother kind of co-signed this shit.

And you know what, like no disrespect,

they had that shit coming.

I don't want no parts of that shit.

That nigger came out of nowhere, so yo, y'all be on point.

- Where can I find him?

- Yo, my man, can you please give me some room?

- But he let you live?

- Clearly, 'cause see, I wasn't about that life.

Nigger gonna tell me bounce before I add you

to my body count.

- Then what? - Then what?

Nigger, I fucking bounced.

When he left, I came back and yelled for Nate

and here the fuck we go.

- What's the name of the club?

- Shit, Studio 54.

- Any other spots we can check?

- Shit, the Jazz Lounge, Carcanos, the King's Lounge.

Shit, and don't forget Midway.

- That's another spot?

- Shit, to find some chicken in case y'all get hungry.

But, can I go now?

I'm outta here, shit.

(tense music)

(bell rings)

- We can't do this scenario.

- Do what?

- This.

- Fuck you, I can't believe you're doing this to me.

- Fuck outta here, man.

Listen, I need you to get up out my room, man.

(punch thudding)

- Fuck putting some motherfucking shit in here

with you people. - Our friendship?

About to start a new chapter, too bad you won't be in it.

And speaking of loyalty,

that grimy-ass bitch threatened to go to the police

about the club shooting.

Yeah, tie up your loose ends, nigger.

(tense music)

(plane soars)

(birds chirping)

- And what seem to be the problem?

- Listen, D, now we both know James get out today

and I understand you came back 'cause you wanna

settle things with him, which I think is stupid as fuck.

But you could have left me in the Bahamas.

That's y'all beef.

I told you leave him where he was at

when we left the first time.

Look, he killed the nigger in the bar and got away with it.

He killed that bitch he was fucking.

I'm sure it was countless other,

what the hell you think he gonna try to do to us?

- Listen to how you sound.

You act like y'all wasn't friends at some point.

Now you talking like you just met him.

- Yeah but when you jeopardize my life and my freedom,

I'ma always choose me.

That's what she did.

So whatever James did to her, that's on him.

And thank you, 'cause that bitch was telling.

Baby. I don't understand.

Why the fuck you worried about James?

- See, sometimes what women don't understand about men

will still be too hard for a man to explain.

Look, the Bahamas not going nowhere.

Either you with me or you not.

- You already know what it is with me.

I'm here, right?

And just for the record I did consider Erica my friend

and look where it got me.

Leave James the ass the fuck alone.

- You know what?

We got real shit to talk about and I don't have time

to be looking over my shoulder.

- How the fuck you gonna be looking

over your shoulders in the Bahamas?

You're supposed to be in a fucking fortress somewhere

surrounded by a thousand bodyguards.

But no, you wanna be in Syracuse,

fucking Syracuse worried about James.

- It's the principle of our relationship.

And like I told you before,

it's something that you would not understand.

- Oh I understand, you don't owe him shit.

- And I have to make that clear.

- You can't do that over the fucking phone?

Long distance is free.

(dramatic music)

(phone buzzes)

- Thought you'd have been gone by now, man.

I seen your for-sale sign at your crib.

- I was gone.

But I felt I had some unfinished business

to handle, so I came back.

- You think it's about time for us to have

a little talk, though?

- Depends on what you want to chat about.

- What I wanna chat about?

Tell me something, you think you gonna punch me in my face

and bounce with 150 mil?

Come on, D, you know me better than that?

- What you gotta understand, G,

is I ain't lose my touch either.

How you going to handle this, 'cause I don't owe you shit?

- Whatever, man.

Listen, as I recall,

our little conversation up in the park,

oh, if I hit the lotto,

I'm gonna break you off a little something something.

But then you turned around and did some sucker shit, D.

- Sucker shit?

This coming from my supposed to be boy

who was fucking my girl?

Who didn't have the guts to tell me like he said he would?

You stared right in my face and you didn't say shit.

What the fuck happened to our loyalty?

- My plan was to tell you.

But punching me on my shit changed that, D.

Didn't I tell your stupid ass ain't no such thing as loyalty

when it comes to pussy, man?

She came on to me.

Listen man, fuck all what you talk about?

I respect the bitch more when she tell me no, man.

That's why I respected Rachel.

But I would never trust these motherfuckers, man.

I thought I made myself clear, Darnell.

- The only thing you made clear was you ain't shit.

- Duh.

- And you called me heartbroken?

Queen fucked your train of thought all the way up.

- (scoffs) I ain't shit, huh?

All right.

Around women, I can admit that.

But see, I stick to the script, man.

You already knew that about me.

That ain't no motherfucking secret, D.

Fuck these hoes, even yours, and fuck Queen, too, man.

I warned you I'd never change.

Outside of fucking that no good-ass bitch, Erica.

If she was right for you, she would've never gave a man

like me a chance, but temptation's a motherfucker,

just in case you forgot.

I paved the way for you to be great

by limiting the threat for us.

Family come first, Darnell, not pussy, man.

She was telling, D.

But to make a long story short,

I feel you owe me some money, man,

and I'm fucking coming to get it, nigger.

(dramatic music)

What the fuck is going on, man?

Which one of y'all are ready to play?

- So you still wanna stay?

- I have to.

- So I guess that mean that you and your friend

is gonna try to kill each other over your money

and a bitch that ain't here no more.

Clearly you don't have any idea.

- He just got away with murder.

Leave him the fuck alone.

Give that nigger $20 and let's get the hell on.

You ain't got shit to prove.

- Do you know how many murders I got away with?

As I stated before, this is something

you will never understand.

- You know what?

You making my fucking blood pressure go up.

I'm going to get something to eat.

I can't do you right now.

And get the fucking bags out the car.

(door thuds)

- Fuck!

(smooth jazzy music)

- Yes, girl, you got a new restaurant,

I'm so proud of you.

- Yes, thank you. - Congratulations on all.

- Thank you. - Oh.

- What?

- A dude got killed in here.

- Girl, I know all about that shit.

But let me tell you, it's new management now,

and I'm the boss, taking over this shit.

I don't care, that shit don't scare me.

Nah, it did a little bit, it did.

- I was about to say,

- Just a little bit. - I know you, girl.

I know you. - Just a little bit,

but I'm good, I can put my own girl shit.

(dramatic music)

- This motherfucker.

(ominous music)

Killer James, I guess you feeling

real invincible right now.

I mean, getting away with multiple murders

and having us in bed as police officers.

Tell us how you did it.

What's your secret?

Give us the details.

- Did your partner bump his

motherfucking head somewhere, man?

You need to take your man and go get that shit

checked out like quick.

- We found another man gunned down in his driveway,

the night of that club shooting.

- Oh yeah, and they was friends,

good friends, who happened to be hanging out that night.

And Erica, who was gonna testify against you, winds up dead.

- That is so fucked up.

It felt like somebody covered up they tracks

and now y'all wanna blame me.

I'll fuck you up.

- Eh, yo, police or not,

you guys tear anything up in here,

best believe you gonna be paying for it.

- Shut the fuck up before I find something

to arrest your ass for.

- Like what, smirk?

- For thinking you fucking pretty.

- 'Cause I am, you'd fuck me, though.

- So you won't call off your guard dog, man?

- For what?

I'll beat your black ass.

The fuck you gonna do, just press charges?

- I've been trying to refrain for two weeks

from using the N-word, but nigger, if you don't

back the fuck up, there's gonna be some furniture moving

in this bitch. - Is that a fucking threat?

- You know my history?

- You might have the motherfucking streets scared,

but I'll beat your black ass.

- You can fucking try.

Is we done here?

- Let's go.

- Fuck this, man.

- We're investigating the club shooting,

the driveway murder, and now the Erica murder.

Guess who's on the radar? - Your mama.

- Yo man.

- You wasting your time with me.

- Are we?

- Another time, Killer James?

- There's our number, son, fucking devil.

- You boys try to have a good day

and come back in here with a better attitude next time.

And y'all didn't try my pigs feet.

Your grandma.

(bell rings)

- What?

All I did was order some food.

- Yeah, and it's ready.

You want it here or to go?

- To go?

- Hi, I'll be with you in one second, okay, sweetheart?

- Thank you.

(bell rings)

Is something wrong?

- Is that a fucking trick question?

- Tricks ain't my thing, Rachel.

You know me better than that.

- That I do.

- Let me ask you, when's the last time you saw Darnell?

Or did he run out on your ass, too?

- To my understanding, he left and went out of town, why?

- And left you here?

And you ain't feeling no type of way about that?

- I'm sure I'll see him again.

Is there a message you want me to tell him?

- Why the fuck would I have to leave a message through you?

'Cause that right there let me know you gonna see this man

way sooner than you lead on.

And I know he ain't outta town, Rachel,

'cause I just got off the fucking phone with him, man.

He know what it is, and so don't you.

Tell him that when you see him.

- Well, regardless of how I feel about you,

and it ain't no secret, I don't like you.

And whether you wanna admit it or not,

you and Erica was wrong.

He don't owe you shit, either.

- Well, Rachel, the problem with people today,

they're always talking at the wrong time

and the time is definitely fucking wrong right now.

Don't be Erica. (bell rings)

(ominous music)

- Wait, where did the young lady go that was just in here?

Yo, you sure have a way of spoiling people's appetite.

That's like the third person that been walking

by here today, that's my money.

- Wasn't intentional.

- Come in here, and I don't need this shit.

And you owe me a tip.

Oh wait, I didn't stutter.

Hold on, this is too much.

I don't even make this in a day,

it's like damn near $5,000.

- First time for everything.

- Well thank you, come again.

(ominous music)

- So we just gonna stand here or are you gonna

move aside for a lady, I mean?

- You in my way.

The person exiting always got the right of way.

- And who the fuck made up that rule?

- Listen, call it what you want,

I just need to get out this door.

- Why you so tight?

You need some pussy or something?

- You got some? - I'm not no $40 bitch.

- But that's all I got, and yet you still standing here.

- I bet you single as fuck, right?

- And I bet you got good head game.

- And?

You know what, I'm gonna just step over here, nice chat.

- Oh hello.

Well shit, at least he ain't run you up out of here, too.

- Oh please, that nigger ignorant as fuck.

- Girl, and he fine as fuck, too, don't forget that part.

- Girl, let me check out that menu.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

We got everything, so just let you know what you need,

I got you. - All right.

Well he doesn't seem too happy.

He a friend of yours?

- No, I have no idea who he is, girl,

all I know is, he left me a hefty-ass tip for a $20 meal.

I will say this, the police was in here talking to him

and I heard somebody call his ass James,

something like that, James, something, I don't know.

- He come in here often?

- Girl, I've seen him a few times.

He also be with this one dude, too.

I seen him, too, but I don't know who he is neither.

But girl, they definitely got it going on.

You should get his number. - I don't think so.

- I don't know hat the fuck I say wrong, but,

bye, bitch.

I don't care who walk up outta here, I got my tip, period.

Let me go cash out.

(ominous music)

(phone buzzes) - Fucked up, man.

Yo. - It's about time

we had that chat, you know where I'll be.

- Yeah, all right.

- All right, listen, we gonna eat later.

I need you to follow this black Tahoe, all right.

I don't know which way he going but just follow him.

I don't want him to see me, okay?

All right.

(ominous music)

- I hope you came up here

with a little percentage of that bread.

- I ain't up here with a little percentage of shit.

I'm here to look you in your face for you to tell me

why you think I owe you.

- Why you owe me, D?

Why you owe me?

Man, listen, I don't give a fuck about the conversation

we had up here about if I hit the lotto

I'm gonna break you off a little something something.

Man, fuck all that.

If it wasn't for me,

Erica would've had both of us caught up.

Fuck both of us, she'd would've had

all of us caught up, man.

You wouldn't have had 150 cent to spend

'cause your punk ass would've been in jail

wishing you ain't moved that bitch in

the same fucking night you met her.

That's why you owe me.

It's a good thing you find out she wasn't shit

sooner than later, man.

She threatened you in your fucking face, D,

and you ain't say shit, but you wanna punch me in mine?

Man, you fell out with me over a bitch.

- 'Cause you still was wrong.

- Man, fuck all that, man.

I did not come up here to talk about this bitch.

Where the fuck is my cut, man?

You knew I went to jail behind her stupidity.

- Yo, listen man, I understand what she did was fucked up.

But ain't nobody tell you to shoot that man either.

You made yourself hot, not me.

Now I owe you over a bitch that you killed

that was going to tell on you?

That would've implicated us.

- And that's why I did with the fuck I did, man,

while you stood by with your dick

between your motherfucking legs, man.

And not to mention, oh, I talked to them

other two motherfuckers from the club that night, too,

so we'd have been good either way, man.

- Talked, huh?

Nigger, I know how you talk.

Let's just hope that shit don't come back and bite us

in the ass later.

- Listen D, what's done is done,

stop bringing up old shit,

what the fuck is up with that bread, N-word?

- What the fuck is N-word?

- Nigger.

- Yeah.

Yeah, so this must be this nigger, James.

Yeah, he in the park having some heart to heart

with some other nigger.

I'm saying, so you want me to end this now?

- Follow the other dude, see where he leads him.

- All right, copy that.

- Yo, listen man,

call it what the fuck you want to call it, D,

don't have me come back, man, and ask you again.

- Or what?

- Playing with fire, man.

- Fucking wanna shoot this nigger right now,

right fucking now.

Damn, I wanna get this nigger,

and get this shit the fuck over, man.

Fucking waiting up here playing around with these niggers.

(ominous music)

- I ran into James today when I went

to get something to eat. - What?

- And in so many words, he threatened me.

- Why the fuck you ain't called me?

- Darnell, we just need to go.

I don't know why I have to keep telling you this.

He's not worth the trouble.

(bell rings)

- I met with him earlier today, too,

and I don't see this thing between he and I

ending anytime soon.

So I gotta do what I gotta do.

- And jeopardize everything you've got going on?

What's the fuck wrong with you?

You're either gonna kill him or he's gonna kill you and me.

And either way it's a fucked-up situation.

And I'm not ready to die.

Do I look like Biggie to you? - No you do not.

- Darnell, I may not show it but that man

scares the fuck outta me and I don't want him coming

after me talking about no witnesses.

- What makes you think he's coming after you?

He doesn't know we're together.

- And how long is that gonna last?

You sold your house?

I'm gonna go to my house where I feel a little safe.

You call me when you ready to do

some real grown-man shit like relocate.

(bell rings) (dramatic music)

- Yeah, listen, we know his boy in a hotel

and I know the location of his boy's female friend.

- Good, let's start with her.

That should shake things up a little bit.

Matter of fact, sit on her until she moves again.

- But what if she don't go nowhere?

- Then put her ass on the news.

Let's start the cycle with her.

- For Randy. - For Randy.

- What the fuck is this motherfucker doing here?

Oh, I'm gonna fucking kill this motherfucker, man.

I'm sick of this motherfucker.

This bitch always got me waiting on some bullshit.

(upbeat music)

* Now is my time, go get it

* I ain't wasting no more time 'cause I'm committed

* I've been doing just fine on my own lily

* I'm gonna dance, I'm gonna wine, I'm gonna feel witty

* You can't get next to me unless I say so, say so

* You can't deserve a piece because I have none

- Alexa, stop the music.

(ominous music) Fuck.

Pick up, pick up.

Pick up, Darnell, baby, pick up, pick up.

- Yo.

I know if he was in there he would've

been came to the door by now.

Ain't no use of me calling him

'cause I told him I was coming.

- What the fuck this nigger mad about?

- Darnell, James is at my door.

Can you get here please? - What?

I'm on my way, do not open that door.

- Baby, can you please hurry up?

- I'll be right there, I'm heading out right now, bitch,

don't say nothing, you have a weapon in the house?

- I never had a reason to have a weapon in the house.

Can you just get here?

- He ain't in there but I know you is.

I seen the for sale sign on his crib.

Where else the fuck would he go?

Tell him I was here.

(dramatic music)

- I'm gonna kill this bitch,

finish this right now.

- Okay babe, I think he pulled off, let me check,

let me check another room.

Darnell, I think somebody's in my house.

- Hang up, get outta the house now, call 911,

I'm almost there.

- Nuh uh uh, where the fuck you think you going?

- Who are you, what do you want?

(haunting music)

Please, no.

- I'm sorry you gotta go through this

but you guilty by association.

But don't worry,

James and Darnell, they're gonna join you soon.

(gun firing) (haunting music continues)

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

I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry.

I should've listened to you.

Send an ambulance, someone shot my girlfriend.

Please, hurry.

Shit, I got you.

Don't leave me like this.

Rachel.

Rachel!

(haunting music continues)

(tense music)

(ominous music)

- Darnell, hi, I'm Captain Mesa.

I'm sorry for your loss.

If you have any information, please don't hesitate to call.

Take care of him.

- First, let me start by saying I'm sorry for your loss,

but can you tell me what happened?

- I was on the phone with her when she said somebody

was in the house.

I told her to hang up and call the police.

I was on my way and here we are.

- With you being a multimillionaire now,

do you think that made her a target?

Or perhaps is your past starting to catch up with you?

Maybe a bar shooting?

(bell rings)

- What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

I don't know shit about no bar shooting.

- Look, it's no secret how you and James

move in these streets. (bell rings)

I'm just asking.

Is there maybe somebody from your past

that may be coming after you for some payback?

I'm just trying to solve a murder.

- Well, a few of them because James done got away

with a few of them.

But that's all right, 'cause I'm on his ass.

- My girlfriend was laying right here

with multiple gunshot wounds, dead.

And neither one of y'all seem to be concerned about that.

I answered your questions.

Anything else you need from me?

- Not yet, but maybe later.

Make sure you take his statement down

so we can wrap this up.

My wife is expecting me home so I can get this hot meal.

- You a different kind of special.

One day that shit gonna come back on you.

- You know what?

We ran into James earlier and he made a similar threat.

- So, fuck James, I ain't got shit to do with that.

- It's only a matter of time before we take

you and your boy down.

Millionaires go to jail, too. (tense music)

- You know now that I remember,

that day we was leaving the bar,

this now deceased woman was leaving

during the same time James was there.

You should look into that.

I mean, hey,

they say money would turn the best of friends

against each other.

(tense music continues)

Again, sorry for your loss.

(dramatic music)

- Look, D, you know I care for you

and I don't know what's wrong with Erica

but I'm here for you.

I ran into James today when I went to get something to eat

and in so many words he threatened me.

(dramatic music continues)

Darnell, James is at my door.

Darnell, I think somebody's in my house.

Darnell, James is at my door.

(dramatic music)

- You said you wanted the old D back, 'cause he's here.

- You must think this is really a game, man.

I was just at your girl crib a while ago

but you wasn't there.

I told you don't make me ask you again, man.

- You a dead man walking, James.

You should have known Rachel ain't had nothing

to do with this.

You shouldn't have came at me like that.

- Listen man, I don't give a fuck about

what you talking about right now, man.

Break me off with a couple mil

and we call this shit even, man.

That's the least your punk ass can do, nigger.

- Are you fucking kidding me right now?

Watch your back, James,

'cause you done cross the line too far on this one.

- Cross the line too far?

Because I want to be paid for a good fucking, D?

Yo D, that's my word, man,

you got me fucked up, my nigger.

- Nah, you ain't fucked up yet.

- Did you really just hang up on me?

(James sighs)

Let me take my ass and go grab me a couple drinks, man.

- Yeah, I'm gonna need you to to come pick me up.

Nah, we going to the bar.

I'm about to change my clothes and get cute,

hopefully we run into James.

Yeah.

Lemme call you back.

What's up? - So the tragedy has begun.

I took care of Ms. Goodbody first.

- Why you call her that?

- Man, I can't front, that bitch had a banging-ass body.

- You know when you sent me her picture,

I had to remember, I'm like where did I see her?

Then it dawned on me.

She was walking out of the spot that I was walking into

earlier today when I seen James right before I called you.

- See this is the shit that I'm talking about.

Why didn't you handle it then

so we could have been done with this?

- I already told you I got other plans, okay.

First, we got his boy's girl.

Now, we gonna get to somebody else that's close to him.

- And where do we find him again?

- Hell if I know, it's Syracuse, can't be that big.

And I don't care who he with,

if they look like they having a little bit of fun,

put their ass on the news

and then you could let him figure out

why everybody around him keep dying.

- And what about his boy?

- What about him?

All loved ones perish, just like my brother.

Matter of fact, round up a few pawns to put in some work.

Let's see how James and his voice shake.

Did you get a name of his boy?

- I heard her say Darnell or something.

- James and Darnell, done.

- For Randy. - For Randy.

- So look, like I was saying, these hoes

don't have no fucking manners.

Like I'm trying to motherfucking take a bitch out,

then take her home to get some pussy,

but she don't wanna gimme no pussy.

- Listen, man, I ain't trying to talk your ears off,

now what you trying to do?

- Damn papa, you don't waste no time.

- I'm glad we seem to get that clear.

I mean you know me so well.

- Is something wrong, (speaks in Spanish)?

- I'm good. - You see something?

* See her on the magazine in Times Square on the screens

* Just like Ri, venti on my cheek

* Savage on his D, in the gym, sweaty RIP

* Practicing tai chi

- Now listen, we gonna have to continue

this conversation later.

- Nah, I'm good.

You handle your business but make sure you call me later.

- Ah yeah, but this bitch crazy.

* I'm so fucking cute, bitch

* I'm so fucking cute

* Attitude abusive

* But I'm so fucking cute

* Ass that broke that zipper

* Cake that just got thicker

* Face ain't got no fillers, go on

- Was I interrupting something?

- What the fuck do you want, man?

I ain't seen you in over five years,

do not play with me, Queen.

- Damn, still mean old James, huh?

- Listen, I'm gonna ask you this shit one more time, man.

- Relax, I'm not the only bitch in here

that's not scared of you.

Still my teddy bear. - Teddy?

You think I'm a fucking teddy bear, man?

Get the fuck out of my face, Queen, man.

- James, wait.

Look, I should have never did what I did.

I'm trying to apologize to you.

- You of all people should know, Queen,

apologies don't always make shit better, man.

After the way you played me, I don't trust

none of you bitches, you lucky I don't do something

to your ass right here.

- Come on, James, you met a real bitch

and you couldn't even handle it.

You think you're the only hustler out here

that's making money and getting attention?

Your problem is you put all that shit before me

and I returned the favor, I cheated.

- But you ain't me.

- And that's the fucking problem,

the fucked-up shit you say.

You think I don't have feelings, too?

You have no regards for my feelings.

- Fucking stole from me.

- And I flipped that shit.

Made more than enough for you to get your shit back.

Look, I was hurt so I did something that I knew

would hurt you, too.

I stole your money, flipped it, and fucked somebody else.

Shit you been doing.

Look,

you know you've never had a woman hold you down like me.

Never.

It was me, you, then Darnell.

- And you fucked that up, man.

Regardless of what I did, you always came first.

- Nigger, please, if that was the case,

we wouldn't even be having this conversation now, would we?

It's okay for you to be community dick,

but my pussy got a parole officer?

(smooth music)

I'm sorry and I'll do anything to make it up to you.

- Well, I don't wanna fuck

and don't be kissing me like that,

not on your lips, man.

- Say something else like that

and I'm gonna smack the shit out of you.

(smooth music continues)

So, you wanna go get a drink and talk

or do you want to go play with your little bitch?

She was cute, she not me.

- We could do that.

- All right, you get a table and I'll get a pop.

- You not my fucking boss, man.

- I forgot you was petty as fuck

(smooth music continues)

- What, I'm just speaking facts?

Oh my Lord, look at that.

- Bartender, let me get a shot of tequila, please.

- Damn. - Yes.

- Back shot. - Hello.

- Hello. - I hope you don't

take this personally, but you look good.

- Well I believe in giving compliments

where compliments are due and you don't look

too bad yourself, sister.

- Well, thank you.

- She is dope.

- She is Queen and I appreciate the compliment.

Bartender, let me get that bottle of Azul right there.

- Damn baby, you gonna drink all that by yourself?

- Boy, don't play with me, I accepted your compliment,

don't push it.

- Damn.

- Well, y'all have a good night

'cause I'm trying to have makeup sex.

- Shit, well you have a fat ass.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- Turn the dick ass down.

- What the fuck you mean, you was flirting with her ass too.

- When the fuck? - No, no, no, no,

you gotta admit, though, the bitch was bad.

- Don't matter.

When the fuck have you ever seen me flirt with a bitch?

- Are you on the right fucking time, just now, tonight.

- I didn't flirt with no bitch.

- She's with the mark, stupid.

So for the time being, we gon' chill, all right.

But when we get outside and the time is right,

I'm gonna need you to rock her ass to sleep.

- Okay, okay. - So stop thinking

with your dick. - Okay, okay, look,

so I'm gonna go ahead and get some hitters together,

and get on that ASAP then, all right.

All right, I'll be back,

I'm about to go make a call.

Flirting with a bitch, talking about

let's get together Friday and all that.

* Keep it honest

* Always what I need, I can't be without it

* With the sneaky linky, be getting freaky

* Only 'cause she's bout it, bout it

- What's wrong, why you looking around like that?

Should I be worried?

- We good.

- All right, now, don't make me have to air this shit out.

So I heard D hit the lottery.

You guys still boys, right?

- More or less.

- What, you found out he got funny with the money?

- That's part of it.

We not about to make this about him, that's my problem.

The question is what the fuck is you doing here?

- I just answered that question 20 minutes ago

and the answer ain't gonna change.

But from now on, I'm beating up any bitch that's around you

so how you wanna do this?

She said I was cute.

He did too.

- Well he did too gonna get fucked up

if he look at me like that again.

But I seen her before.

- Nuh uh, don't be trying to see her no more.

I need some room to work my way back in.

- Good luck with that.

- Let's see if you saying that after this bottle.

Tap it for me.

- What? - The bottle.

(horn beeps)

- Cold as fuck out here, man.

- Hot ass block (chuckles).

- Yo, I might be tripping, but the dude from the bar

that was trying to highlight me

been eyeballing us all damn night.

You sure you don't know him?

Was you fucking the girl he was with?

- What the fuck, come on, man.

No, and if I was, what business is it of yours?

- You sound bitter as fuck right now, James.

Pull your skirt up, love,

you fucking stronger than that, right.

- Oh, Queen, you must think this

is just a fucking game, man.

Bitches get killed over playing with a nigger heart, man.

- Look, I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to make light of a bad situation.

(dramatic music)

But I'm still coming to see your crib, so, what we doing?

- Where's your car at, man?

- Right there, but I'm with you so,

stop trying to get rid of me.

Somebody's trying to play us, hold on.

(tense music) (guns firing)

- Damn.

Who the fuck these niggers think they is.

- Apparently motherfuckers who know what they doing.

But that's all right,

'cause we gonna turn up the pressure tomorrow.

(crickets chirping)

- What the fuck was that about?

- You better lower your motherfucking voice, man.

- Oh my bad.

What the fuck was that about?

You could have told me you was in some shit, James.

- Queen, I don't know what the fuck that was about.

- Bullshit, don't come at me like I don't know who you are

and what you do.

Keeping my head, and what happened?

- Queen, I'm not gaining shit by lying to you.

What the fuck is wrong with you, man, is you okay?

- Yeah I'm good, you?

- I'm good, man.

- And you sure you don't know dude from the bar?

- Another thing I don't like doing

is repeating myself, Queen.

I'm positive, I don't know who the fuck they was.

- Well, we need to find out he is.

'Cause I'm pretty sure them other niggers was with him.

He was acting way too suspect at the bar

and I'm surprised your ass ain't pick up on that.

You're usually good with that type of shit, James.

Let me find out you slipping.

- You're right.

You're right.

- Look, look, it's me.

What's really going on?

- Look, man,

let me go make a private phone call real quick

but I'll be right back. - Private phone,

tell that bitch you busy tonight.

I'm not through with you yet.

- That's your fucking problem now, Queen,

never did know how to shut the fuck up.

- And you never did know how to make me.

- I swear to God, man, you gonna make-

- Go make your call, go make your call.

- Get the fuck back over here.

- Yes, daddy.

- Nevermind, you're fucking annoying, go sit down.

(tense music)

- Yo, that was some real corn shit you did, D.

Sending motherfuckers to bust at me and Queen down there.

Erica was not worth that, homie.

This shit between me and you, dog.

- Fuck is wrong with you?

This shit about Rachel.

- Rachel?

Man, fuck Rachel.

You sent motherfuckers to bust at me-

- If it was me, we wouldn't be talking.

I ain't trying to hear shit you got to say right now.

You shouldn't have did what you did.

It was because I saw Queen in the car

I didn't light your ass up.

- I ain't did shit yet.

(ominous music)

But it's coming.

* Pleasure and pain

- Fuck.

* They are two sides of the same corner

* One not existing without the other

* I need a minute

* Just a minute to lay your sweet body down

* You've been so horny, oh so horny

* That you 'bout to come right now

* I'm going deep, you scratch my back

* I choke you slow, you let it go

** And at the end of the night I'm gonna taste you, babe

* Ain't no limits when I'm deep up in it

* Might go slow or I might go crazy

* All you need to know is that I'm goin' put on a show

* And that it's all for you

* You need some pleasure

* Pleasure with your pain

* You need some pleasure

* To go with all that pain

* I'm going deep, you scratch my back

* I choke you slow, you let it go

** And at the end of the night I'm gonna taste you, babe

* Ain't no limits when I'm deep up in it

* Might go slow or I might go crazy

- Get off me. (record scratches)

- Huh? - Huh?

- You serious right now? - Dead ass.

- Wow, so I can't get no dick after all that?

That's some vindictive shit, James.

Move, get your ass in the back so I can wash up.

- You buggin', it's cold as fuck back there, man.

- Yeah, and so is this pussy, so we even.

- What the fuck ever, man.

The fuck you looking at?

- You.

- Good evening everyone, this is Renee Harthorn

and I am standing here at the scene of a brutal murder

that happened earlier today.

This is Syracuse's latest homicide as the body

of Rachel Petty was found by her boyfriend.

- Is that Darnell's friend, Rachel?

- Sources say she appeared to have been executed.

- Somebody shot her execution style?

- The boyfriend is not a suspect and the SPD are asking

anyone with information to please come forward.

- Oh my God.

- Yeah.

Something not right, man.

- You think?

You think this got something to do

with what happened earlier?

'Cause y'all did know each other.

- Nah, D, I hope he don't think I did this shit.

- Why would Darnell think you killed Rachel?

Come on James, just tell me what's going on.

That's your friend, right?

Is this about the money?

- Yo, listen,

because of what happened tonight,

I'm gonna let you stay here, man.

But tomorrow, I'm gonna take you to go get your whip.

I need you to get the fuck up outta town, man,

until I contact you, man, real talk, man.

- Get the fuck out of town, are you crazy?

I'm not going nowhere.

I don't know what you and Darnell got going on,

but I'ma always be on your side.

If you killed that girl, James, you dead-ass wrong.

- Man, I ain't killed no fucking girl, man.

Well, I ain't killed her.

- Okay and who the fuck is Erica?

You think I ain't see that shit on the news about you

being wanted for questioning?

You on the run now? - The run?

Fuck no, I ain't on no fucking run, man.

And it's a long story, Queen.

- Well I got long time. - Listen, bitch.

- Does this have something to do with that?

- Listen. - You killing bitches, too?

- Yo, listen, man, want some real shit,

what I need you to do right now is back the fuck off,

Cagney and Lacey.

- Well, y'all need to talk about this shit.

I don't know what you and Darnell got going on

but get it together.

The fuck is wrong with y'all?

You better fix it.

- Man, that's some bullshit, man.

- So what happened last night?

'Cause I ain't heard from you.

- That old Barry Bonds-looking ass

know what the fuck going on.

(tense music)

- Shut the fuck up. - Look at that cue ball head.

- I will beat your motherfucking ass.

- Who the fuck you think you talking to?

- Shut up, shut up.

- Apparently our pawns fell.

- Look bro, whoever the fuck that dude was,

man, that motherfucker shoot his ass off

with his goofy-ass buddy,

that bitch, though, that was with him,

she got to go too.

- The plan is to kill everybody in the circle.

I'm gonna get up close and personal with his boy, Darnell.

'Cause I could clearly see James,

he ignorant as fuck and I ain't got time for that shit.

He gonna be too much work.

- That easy, huh?

- You see the size of my titties and my thighs?

In today's society, this shit is like kryptonite to men.

Dope ass body and a nice fat ass

will get you anything you want.

- That sound like an Instagram ho.

- This motherfucker.

- Listen, if you don't want me to handle this,

then why am I here?

And what's the plans with Darnell?

- You're a man.

You know the happiest moment of a man's life

is when he's fucking.

Don't nothing else in the world matter,

not until you get that nut.

Why you think these dudes send females out

to set these ballers up?

Catch 'em necking and out.

- You know exactly what the fuck you talking about,

you a beast.

- Beast is for broke bitches.

I'm a boss.

- So what exactly is the plan, boss?

'Cause there was something I forgot to mention.

I think they beefing.

- How the fuck do you forget to mention that?

- I just did.

I saw them arguing in the park,

I think it was about money.

And I seen James pull up to the crib

that I marked shortie at, and he ain't seem too happy.

- Well that's definitely nice to know.

Maybe they'll kill each other, right?

It'll be ideal to kill them without the pain and suffering.

Get it over quick, right.

But I got a statement to make.

That is my fucking brother.

What hotel is he at?

(dramatic music)

- I feel you owe me some money, man,

and I'm fucking coming to get it, nigger.

- I ran into James today when I went

to get something to eat.

And in so many words he threatened me.

- Why the fuck you ain't called me?

- Darnell, James is at my door.

Can you get here, please?

- This now deceased woman was leaving

during the same time James was there.

You should look into that.

I mean, hey,

they say money will turn

the best of friends against each other.

(dramatic music continues)

- Rachel?

Man, fuck Rachel.

(tense music)

- Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

Okay, I know this may sound a little strange

but would you happen to know where the best place

to get breakfast is around here?

'Cause that hotel breakfast is just not good.

- About to go get something right now.

'Cause you dead-ass right about that breakfast here.

So if you wanna follow me, you can.

- If you don't mind, I would love to.

I mean we got to sit together, though, right?

- Whatever.

Yeah.

- Yeah.

- I'm on my way to go have breakfast with Darnell.

I'm gonna let you know my location when I get there.

Be ready, I want you to send a few men my way

to kidnap this nigger.

- All right, I'm on it.

So yo, you know some shooters that want to make

a few extra dollars?

- Sure, I can make a call.

- No, no, no, no, no.

We gonna pull up.

I wanna see who's serious and who's not.

- Yeah, it's your move, man.

(both chattering)

- Yo, yo, baby.

- Love that shit, dog.

(all chattering)

- Stop fucking up the count, nigger.

- What the fuck, I ain't got nothing to do

with your god damn count.

I'm just not gonna fuck with these goofy-ass niggers anyway.

- Nigger shot you the day off, we don't even give a fuck.

- Fuck you, here's your circus.

- What's up, nigger?

What brings you to my neck of the woods,

I ain't seen you in a while?

- Man, bro, I need some hitters ASAP

that's trying to make some bread,

so I can get at these cats.

- These cats, who the fuck is these cats, nigger?

- Some goofy-ass niggers named James and Darnell.

- Are you kidding me?

You know how much that's gon' cost?

And I know you don't got the money for it

for the looks of ya ass?

- What the fuck you mean, nigger?

You ain't counting my pockets and shit.

Like I ain't got it.

Shit, I don't, but he do.

- (chuckles) He do?

This suburb-looking motherfucker,

you don't got no money, nigger.

- Why don't we take this motherfucker's money,

call it a day?

(gun firing) (person yelling)

- Talking to me like that'll get you killed.

Wanna see what happen when I don't get what I want?

- Look man, you got all these guns drawn on ya.

We'll lay y'all asses out, nigger.

- And I pray you live alone

'cause my people don't leave witnesses.

I'm fittin' to reach in my pocket for something

worth your troubles.

Don't shoot!

Darnell first.

Then I'll hit you with the details.

Be ready, 20 minutes.

- Yo,

clean this motherfucker up,

I ain't fucking with him anyway.

Now we gotta get more niggers on the team,

we gotta strap up.

And we gonna wait for that call, y'all got me?

You got me? - Yeah.

- Clean this nigger up.

Pissed the fuck off.

- Hey, you look like you can use a friend.

Mind if I sit?

- It's a free country, have at it.

- Well, I'm Dia.

- Darnell.

- I see we're both staying at the same hotel,

what brings you to Syracuse?

If you don't mind me asking.

- I'm actually from here.

Just wanted to get away, relax for a little while,

just trying to figure some things out.

- Well, I'm pretty sure there's better places for you

to relax at than the place that you at.

- Look who's talking.

Aren't you there, too?

- True, true.

(chuckles) You got that.

- My girlfriend was killed last night.

(ominous music)

Just trying to put some shit together.

- I am so sorry to hear that.

I think I heard something about it on the news last night.

So do the police have any leads?

- Not that I know of.

So what brings you here?

- Well, my brother was also murdered about a year ago.

So I'm just here to visit his grave site.

- He was killed here?

- About an hour or so further downstate,

so I'm just passing through.

- So what about your case, any leads in that?

(bell rings)

- You know the streets talk.

So I'm still working on it. (ominous music)

- [Darnell] How long are you here?

- I'm not in a rush to go back home.

So, it is what it is.

You,

you look like you're really hurting

and I'm not trying to come onto you or anything like that,

especially given the circumstances.

But I think it would be, well,

I would like for you to join me for a few drinks later.

I mean, who knows, maybe it'll help ease both our minds.

- That sounds like a plan.

(ominous music)

(phone buzzes)

- Sorry.

Hello?

Yep, I'm on my way, I'm leaving now, all right.

Well I have to go, but here's a card

just in case you make a decision on those drinks.

I'm sorry, I'm hot, it is, woo.

- At least let me walk into you car.

- Oh, so gentlemen still do exist out here, huh?

- Some of us are still around.

- Yeah?

(upbeat music)

* Ay

* Ay

* Ay, ay, ay, ay

* You know I'm retarded, please don't turn me up

* Don't get me lit, don't get me started

* I'm the one that got a brain and showed up to the party

* I'ma tell 12 that I don't know nobody

* You know I'm retarded, please don't turn me up

* Don't get me lit, don't get me started

- Yeah, you know what this is.

Give me anything.

Whatever the fuck, I said,

you and this bitch gonna get it.

Get in the trunk of this car,

you're going for a little ride.

- Everybody's suspect.

(hit thudding) - Damn!

Darnell, you ain't gotta do him like that, damn!

* That's your baby mama and we're fucking all the friendship

* She told me today that you're lame and she's done with you

* Driving near her job parking lot 'cause she's mad at you

* Oh no, why you looking nervous in this bitch

* I got you shook

(guns firing)

- [Darnell] Go, go, go.

I'll meet you back at the hotel.

- You okay?

- I'm a little shook but I'll manage.

- You really handled yourself out there.

Where you learn to shoot like that?

- I had a brother.

- Yeah, you know what,

I wanna tell you thank you for what you did out there,

but I need you to go back to your hotel room.

I got a few things I gotta handle.

- But do you know who that was?

- I have no idea.

- Okay, okay, all right, listen,

will you please just gimme a call,

let me know you made it back in.

I know I just met you but I still wanna make sure

you made it back in safe, 'cause that shit was crazy.

- You know what, I can do that.

I can do that.

- All right. - All right.

* I'm running your race

* My heart's in its place

* Wondering if you'll stay

* I'm tired of figuring out

* Whether you're in or you're not

* I said as a warning

* I feel it in the morning

* I've got those

- Thanks for taking me to go get my car

and making sure I was all right.

- Really?

Queen, let me ask you something, real talk.

What I'm trying to understand is

why the fuck is you here, man?

- 'Cause you want me here.

- No the fuck I don't.

- What the fuck ever.

Let me ask you a question.

All this money you got and you still here?

- That's my word, Queen,

if you uncomfortable, you can get the fuck out, man.

I promise you I won't stop you.

- And you could suck,

- I wish you might.

- My bad, my bad.

But don't be talking to me like that.

I can get fired up too, James.

I'm trying to offer my deepest apologies

and spill out my feelings for you

and you giving me your ass to kiss.

- Well, Queen, how many times I gotta tell you, man,

you seem to don't be understanding, man.

Apologies don't always make shit better, Queen.

- What can I do? - Nothing.

- What do you want from me? - Not a damn thing, man.

You fucking stole from me, yo.

All that shit we've been through, you stole from me, man.

You crossed boundaries, yo.

- You know what?

- I don't even fuck with bitches out here

'cause of motherfuckers like you.

- I understand that.

But can't no bitch out here handle you the way I handle you.

I know I fucked up, but at the end of the day, so did you.

I hope you and D can get y'all's shit together.

And another thing, whoever shot at you, shot at me too.

Why?

(tense music)

(dramatic music)

- You took two of my girls from me

and now you around the bitch you supposed to hate.

It's a shame that he brought you into this.

(dramatic music continues)

- How the fuck?

Come on James, pick up the fucking phone.

- So tell me why you shoot at the men you told me to send.

- Now why the fuck you think?

'Cause stupid pointed the gun at me.

So obviously he didn't understand the assignment.

Get rid of this shit,

my print's all over it.

- So what's the assignment now, teacher?

'Cause you doing a lot of playing.

You had opportunities to kill both of these dudes.

James is the one whose heart I wanna rip

right outta his chest before I kill his ass.

I'm too cute for shootouts.

- Dia, let me kill this man

so we can get the hell out of this city.

- How about you kill his girl?

'Cause you good at killing people's girls, right?

- Look, no, fuck all of that, let me get the bitch.

And that bitch sexy as hell

and she look like she could cook.

But I'm trying to fuck her before y'all kill her.

- Listen,

I do not condone rape.

So if that happens I'm gonna tie you down to a bed,

assed out, and I'm gonna personally put on

a 12-inch strap on

and I'm gonna fuck the shit out you,

literally.

Then, well I'm gonna kill you.

- And I'ma hide the body.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute,

Let me get this straight.

So y'all two goofy-ass motherfuckers don't condone rape

but y'all condoning fucking killing these bitches?

I mean either we work for the fucking devil or we don't.

Y'all two goofy-ass motherfuckers need

to get y'all life straight.

- Shut the fuck up.

- No, because y'all motherfuckers is backwards.

(ominous music)

- You trying to play me, nigger.

- Come on James, answer the fucking phone.

- Go on, follow me, young lad.

Learn something, nigger.

Try to play me with that bitch, man,

you got me fucked up, man.

- There they go.

(tense music)

- So you walk the east side again, D.

All right, let's go.

(tense music)

- The motherfucking tears don't mean shit

if you ain't got my money, Darnell.

The only thing I see is the fucking gun you ain't pointing.

- Yo, first you threaten her and then you threaten me?

See, I can handle that.

But you didn't have to kill Rachel!

- What?

Kill her?

Man, I ain't killed fucking Rachel,

I killed Erica and I'm sorry that shit happened to her

and that ain't have nothing to do with me, Darnell.

Where the fuck is money?

- Man, fuck that money.

You're not getting away with this one, Jay.

Tell Queen to bounce or she going get it, too.

- Nuh uh, hold the fuck up.

- She said it was you at the door.

I was on the phone with her.

She said you was at the door.

- I did come here, looking for you,

but nobody came to the fucking door, so I left.

Rachel is not a motherfucking threat,

she ain't on my bucket list to kill.

- That's some hard shit to believe

coming from a fucking serial killer.

- You got nerve.

- You want the old D back, well here I am.

I swear y'all better kill me now,

'cause if not I'm killing you and Queen.

- Man, you got one more motherfucking time to threaten me.

(gun fires)

- You know that shit don't scare me.

Queen, did I ever lie to you about killing somebody, man?

- So what you need to do right now

is change my train of thought

'cause I ain't got time to be out here

ducking no fucking bullets.

(tense music continues) (birds chirping)

- Listen, man, I said some things to Rachel out of anger,

truthfully I still don't give a fuck

and I'm not taking it back.

But I ain't kill her, man.

And at the end of the day

if you ain't seen nobody shoot at me,

who the fuck was shooting at me at the club?

- Us, they was shooting at us, nigger.

And that's what the fuck I wanna know.

- See I'm out here ducking shit, too.

And what I can't get outta my motherfucking head

is you was there.

She said somebody was in the house

and then they fucking executed her.

- And like I said,

when the fuck did I ever lie to you about killing somebody?

- If you ain't sent nobody at us

and James ain't sent nobody at you,

then somebody is trying to kill you motherfuckers

or to set y'all up to kill other and it seem to be working.

(tense music continues)

- Rachel was my friend, Jay.

She didn't deserve that.

She kept telling me to leave.

- So why didn't you?

- Y'all need to make up y'all motherfucking minds,

somebody getting shot or What?

- Why didn't you?

- I did, but I came back for you to set shit straight

and now because of you, Rachel dead.

We were in the fucking Bahamas.

(tense music continues)

- Listen D, killing me

ain't gonna bring Rachel back

but we can definitely find the motherfuckers

who did that shit to her, man.

- We definitely gonna do that.

- Like old times, huh?

James and Darnell, team life's game,

'cause you definitely was sounding like

a life's game motherfucker again.

- See, y'all motherfuckers play too much.

You see what a little communication could do?

Now can we go find the motherfuckers that's shooting at us?

Well y'all, 'cause I just got in the movie

about five scenes ago, so.

- Yo, was you really gonna shoot me though?

- Yep.

- For the record, he still hate your ass.

- James, you still hate me? - Yep.

- Ugh, I swear to God you motherfuckers

are some fucking cornballs.

I should have shot both of you motherfuckers.

(gun fires)

Say something smart.

(ominous music)

- This bitch, man.

Listen, Rachel is one issue, we gonna take care of that.

Don't forget about that other situation, man.

- I told you why I was here, nigger.

- Let's get it poppin'.

(ominous music continues)

* I'm going crazy

* I can't enjoy

* I'm on a silo

* Oh

* Don't think less of me

* Take all of the memories

* And fall below

* What's left of you now

* There's a very fine line between pleasure and pain

* They are two sides of the same corner

* One not existing without the other

* I need a minute, just a minute to lay your sweet body down

* You've been so horny, oh so horny

* That you about to come right now

* I'm going deep, you scratch my back

* I choke you slow, you let it go

* And at the end of the night I'm gonna taste you, babe

* Ain't no limits when I'm deep up in it

* Might go slow or I might go crazy

* All you need to know is that I'm gon' put on a show

* And that it's all for you

* You need some pleasure, pleasure with your pain

* You need some pleasure to go with all that pain

* I'm going deep, you scratch my back

* I choke you slow, you let it go

* And at the end of the night I'm gonna taste you, babe

* Ain't no limits when I'm deep up in it

* Might go slow or I might go crazy

* All you need to know is that I'm gon' put on a show

* And that it's all for you

(tense music)

* You don't feel the same

* Wondering when it changed

* Did you come to play, my baby

* I'm running your race

* My heart's in its place

* Wondering if you'll stay

* I'm tired of figuring out

* Whether you in or you're not

* I see ya as a warning

* I feel it in the morning

* I've got those lingering doubts

* Showing me with and without

* I see ya as a warning

* I feel it as I'm falling

* And I know

(heavy R&B music)

* I'm so fucking cute, bitch

* I'm so fucking cute

* Attitude abusive

* But I'm so fucking cute

* (indistinct) cutie on the beat

* Cookin' up the heat

* O-M-G, booty like Kylie

* But shawty Taiwanese

* Did you see her on the magazine

* And Times Square on the screens

* Just like Ri, Fenty on my cheeks

* Savage on his D

* In the gym, sweaty, R-I-P

* Practicing tai pi

* Keep it chill, mental L-I-T

* Keep it (indistinct)

* Hotter than wasabi

* Ah, too spicy

* Drop a P-I-C

* Now I'm trending on IG

* Yuh

* I'm so fucking cute, bitch

* I'm so fucking cute

* Attitude abusive

* But I'm so fucking cute