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-Tell them what happened to us last night though.

-Hell yes, dog. We were about seven trucks deep, dog,

running downtown and shit. Soon as we get to five guys or before

the police run straight to the motherfucker, the truck.

This nigga, Rock, got all the weed on a motherfucking stack.

Weed and [?] Police put the strongest three

fingers you want to see in this bitch.

Took it right up out that motherfucker.

"Let me get this. You all go to jail. You all go to jail."

[crosstalk]

-What�s up my dog?

-What�s the deal?

-You tell me what�s the deal, baby. You got the best hand.

-Shit. I�m trying to get back.

You know my young daughter�s got hit with a nine-piece.

-Trying to get back. Trying to get back.

Look, Dre, it been two weeks, two weeks.

I�m going to need that money, my nigga.

-[laughs] I�m fucked up. My niggas fucked up. I ain�t got it.

-You fucked up. Your niggas fucked up.

It�s not like you got me a dog fucked up.

Look, this is what I�m going to do for you, little nigga.

Since I�m feeling real generous today,

how about you give me a little something just to let me know you�re trying.

-Trying?

Nigga, who the fuck, your soft-ass talking to like you a motherfucking boss?

You [?] little worker nigga.

-How about this, nigga, since you keep

running your motherfucking mouth, nigga.

I�ll take that shit, nigga, just like that.

-I got the money, nigga.

Let me see you take it since we talking all this trying shit, nigga.

Let me see you try it.

-[chuckles] Nigga, you a motherfucking gangster, nigga. I ain�t going to lie.

When I first walked up, I seen you and these little hoe niggas.

I said, "Damn. This nigga pussy."

Look, this is what I�m going to do, man.

I�m going to mosey on back to my boss since I�m a worker.

I�m going to tell him what you said. You all fellows have a nice day.

God bless you.

-Get the fuck out.

-Hoe-ass nigga.

-Faggot-ass nigga.

-Get your fat ass up out of here.

-Got that 40.

-Fuck up out of here, man.

-Baby, you want Italian or ranch with your salad?

-Who said I wanted salad?

-Do I look like your mommy?

You definitely eating something green with my food or don�t eat at all.

-All right. Give me ranch.

-I should give your ass double salad just for acting stupid.

-Oh, they crazy.

-Yes. Whatever.

-I could see that, man. What you all doing?

-Hi, Victor. You hungry?

-What�s up, sis?

-I�m good.

-Come on, sis. All this Victor stuff is weak. Everybody call me [crosstalk]

-Really? I can�t call you Victor out of all the people?

How long have I known you?

-You got that, but I�m good. I ate something early.

-I�m going to bring you out a salad.

-You got some ranch on that thing?

-I got you.

-100.

-See how he�s knowing?

-What�s up? You have women troubles, man?

-That girl be tripping, dog.

-Happy wife, happy life?

-Yes. What�s good, boy?

-Just came from around the corner. Had to fuck nigga, Dre.

-What he say about them little chips he been on us for two weeks?

-Chips? Dog said he ain�t giving you shit.

-Man, stop fucking playing with me, dog.

-Bro, I don�t want to play with you, man.

I goes around there, ask a nigga about the chips just like you told me.

He said he doesn�t got it. His people doesn�t got it and nigga,

you will be happy to see a dollar way, that way.

-We�re talking about the same hoe-ass Dre?

-Look, man. In my opinion, I think we need to put a demonstration down

on this nigga for the whole hood to see.

-We got to make an example out of that nigga?

-Fast, like yesterday.

-Say no more.

-Oh, man, what I tell you? This bitch slapping [?] Shit.

I�m fixing to wrap it up for the night though after this last Lucille.

What you�re boy trying to get into? Let�s go spend some money.

-What we need to be doing is heading to Nicky�s.

This is my bitch birthday now.

-There be some hoes at Nicky�s?

-There be some hoes up at Nicky�s?

-There be some hoes up in there.

-Nicky�s is what it is then, nigga.

[music]

All right. I�ll meet you all boys down there.

-For sure.

-Make sure you all niggas save me a bottle and a booth or something.

-It�s already there.

[music]

[gunshots]

[music]

-What you mean, man? [?]

-Stop playing with me, girl.

-You said stripes is my hole, right? I�m letting you hit it.

You�re just not putting it in the right hole.

-I can put it in any hole I want to?

-If it�s something about pool.

-Something about this pool stick too.

We�re going to get back [?] pool stick.

What�s good, my nigga?

-What�s up though, man? You�re just a grown-ass pervert, ain�t you?

-You know I can�t stop fucking all this pussy, man. I can�t help it.

-[chuckles] Crazy, man. You said you will fuck anything?

You would fuck a midget, wouldn�t you?

-Fuck yes. Them little motherfuckers would be thick too.

-I can�t lie. They do be thick.

-That�s what I�m saying.

-You�re going to hell, man.

-For fucking a dwarf?

-You want to fuck the dwarfs too? This nigga be bothered, man.

You know I took care of that though.

-What?

-For sure.

-Take care of you.

-Yes, man.

If you don�t mind me asking, what was that about?

-Sick of niggas taking my kindness for weakness.

Sometimes, you got to show them how we really is. You feel me?

-I feel you.

-You know what�s so crazy?

Real hustlers pay the plug and the workers before they pay themselves.

If they go broke in the process, then so be it.

Because you can�t get the work without the plug,

and you can�t move the work without the workers.

As long as both of them straight, you�re good. You feel me?

-I feel you.

That�s some real nigga streets.

What speech you got for niggas that want to fuck midgets though?

-You a clown, man.

-I�m on you.

-Get on, you fool.

-What�s up bro? Arthur take care of that?

-Yes. He took care of it. You know what�s so crazy though?

When I first met dude, I thought he was a little hot head.

Thought he was only good enough to be a shooter,

but I really think dog got more potential than that though.

-Look, man. That�s your problem, man. You too caring.

You want to help everybody.

All I�m saying is you can�t make everybody bosses.

Once a goon get a real taste of this money, he don�t want to be a goon no more.

We need more goons to keep the bag, not the other way around.

Look, we should let the get-money niggas

get money and the goon-niggas be goons.

That�s the way it�s suppose to be, bro.

Look, man, I�m about to get me a drink, man.

[?] Bitch looked real good.

-You know how I play it, bro.

-How is that?

-What�s up, fool?

-What up? Yes. I caught you slipping, didn�t I? [laughs]

-Oh, it�s not funny.

-Keep your head up, nigga. [laughs]

-Break your nose. Go on.

-Where your daddy at?

-He at the house, watch new show.

-Still watching them damn shows like always.

-Hey, cous.

-Yes.

-Grab me some water.

-All right, I got you.

-[?] Hey when are you going go see him though?

-I�ll probably go see him a little later, but you need to holler at him,

because every time I go over there the only

thing he want to do is to talk shit and argue.

-You know why he want to argue.

He�s like this whole ass nigga living here and he can�t.

-First of all that�s my fiancee, so stop being so damn respectful.

Second, you know exactly what happened

the last time I let your daddy stay with me. Don�t act like you forgot.

That nigga stole my earrings, my bracelet, and he sold that on the street.

Now I love my uncle but I ain�t about to be dealing

with that crazy shit in my house at all period.

-You ain�t never going to forgive him for that?

-You got my earrings? What about that bracelet? Didn�t think so.

-He�s a clown man.

-Whatever.

-Hey, what you call me over here for?

-Oh yes, I almost forgot the tea see.

Anyways, Diamond came over here the other day to get her hair done,

and she was talking to me about some chick she found out you messed with.

Kaliya, Kala, I don�t know the chick name.

Needless to say, she was mad. I�m talking about pissed.

-How she find that out?

-What? You�re trying to say like I said something.

You know I don�t even get down like that, so don�t try me.

She found out because she fucked with that nigga Jojo.

Her and Jojo went out to eat. Supposedly, your name came up.

He told her that you messed with the chick, and I�m letting you know.

-I don�t know why he bringing me up for. She going let me fuck anyway.

-That�s between y�all two grown people. That ain�t got nothing to do with me.

-Man these nigga be crazy man [?]. I�m gone, man.

I�m about to go to the store. You want something?

-Yes, please. Get me some hot Cheetos.

Please I need some hot Cheetos and a pizza, red-velvet cake.

Make sure you get the 50 cent bag of hot

Cheetos because that big bag I got no sauce.

-Yes, [?] these Cheetos.

-Don�t say nothing like that, nigga,

with you�re nasty ass can�t keep your dick in your pants.

You probably wouldn�t have the problem that you got now. How about that?

-You�re right. I�m about to go get a shower

on my nasty ass, and you get nothing.

-Don�t do that. You mad, you serious. Bye.

-Man, I put this on everything man.

I�m so fucking tired of this bitch bro.

-What she doing now?

-Man, could you believe this bitch had the nerve

to spend the night out on me last night.

I�m blowing this bitch phone up. This bitch ain�t answering.

Then she call back this morning and talking about

she fell asleep over her fucking sister house.

-I�m serious, she probably did, nigga. Why you think she lying?

-Man you naive as fuck man. Just because you let these

bitches tell you anything and do anything to you, nigga.

-What�s up with you, bro?

-What�s up man. What�s up, baby? There you go, right there.

-Nigga, god damn. Is this kush?

-No, that�s Larry. That�s better than what I gave you the last time.

-Yes, that last shit, man, my face caved in.

-Come on man, you know I only fuck with the best.

-Yes. I fuck with you, my nigga.

-Now you mad at me.

I just really don�t care, my nigga, because I believe whatever they tell me.

-I don�t. If I�m calling my bitch phone and she ain�t answering,

she�s somewhere blowing some cock, and I ain�t having it.

-There ain�t shit you can do about it.

What I don�t understand is the bitch taking you through all this,

why you keep fucking with her, bro?

-Dog, she pay all the fucking bills man

and the bitch got some good head and pussy.

-Right, my point exactly.

If you paid all the bills and you had some good dick,

you can do whatever you want to do just like your bitch, my nigga.

-You know I got good dick, nigga.

This wine ass bitch calling right now. Bitch you a liar.

You ain�t at your fucking sister house.

Whatever. What up Jojo.

-I need a drug, what�s the deal? My baby all right?

-Not now.

-What�s up, dog.

-What�s the deal?

-If I want to be foul, I�ll just knock your little bitch ass out right now.

-Man, I�m out of here.

-Nigga, what you talking about?

-You know what I�m talking about.

You want to keep pillow talking to this bitch,

but you�re trying to fuck my nigga. You�re ain�t gotta bring me up.

-Nigga, first of all, I�m not trying, I�m hitting the bitch. You heard me.

Second of all, you still fuck with Kaliya, right?

What she [?] on your line. Nigga, third of all, stop playing with me, bro.

You or anybody else fixing to lay my fucking hands on me, nigga,

and it�s like that. Nigga, straight like that. What�s up?

[?]

-Ya�ll nigga's want to jump nigga's, right.

Watch this bitch. Be here when I get back.

-Bitch ass nigga.

-Man you ain�t even have shit to do with that.

Why you swinging on that nigga, dog?

-Man fuck that nigga, man.

It�s probably the lame-ass nigga that was fucking on my bitch last night.

Bitch-ass nigga.

-You was the bomb, man.

-I did blow that nigga�s shit out didn�t I?

-You did. He said, "I�ll be back."

[laughs]

[music]

[?] [?] she was doing.

Good morning old pops.

Don�t talk about my cooking, you know breakfast ain�t my thing.

-You don�t want nobody to know the food going to be nasty.

You just give it to them and let them decide.

-I never said it was going to be nasty though.

-When you use words like not your thing,

what you really mean is not your thing.

-Whatever, man. Tell me that bacon hitting.

-More than bacon. Not your thing.

-That�s how you�re going to play with me now.

-Son, you got to get your cooking game up.

-Whatever, man, let me get this door.

-Hold on, son. You got a little something for me?

-Yes, man, I think [?] at the door.

-Oh shit, then he�s banging.

-What�s up.

-Bro.

-Damn, nigga you sleep for a day, didn�t you?

-Hold on, what? No.

-Hey, nigga, how many times I got to tell you, you ain�t got to pay me?

[?] all right.

-Come on man, you know how I go.

-No, I don�t man, don�t play with me. Your pops still in anyway.

-Yes man, he in there growling.

-No, man, house will be good long as we keep them out the way.You feel me?

-All right bro, what you about to get into?

-Had cocaine with this little young thing I showed you the other day.

-Oh, yes? The little kid from the park.

-Hey chill out nigga, you know she 19.

-It is grass on the field play boss.

-Shit, hell yes.

-Wild nigga, man.

-Whatever man. I�mma hit you up.

-All right, I appreciate what you�re doing, man.

-No doubt.

-Come on pops, man. That�s all you ate?

-As much as I could eat without throwing up.

[music].

-About to make my round pops, I�ll bring you something back to eat, all right?

[music].

-Fucking with me for, huh?

-Listen here, you better shut up or I�ll make this bitch [?].

-Then either of that bitch come for me.

-Man, I ain�t telling you shit man, fuck off.

-You�re not going to tell me shit?

Tell you what, you don�t tell me what I want to hear.

We�re going to have your ass rolled right

out to the middle of the fucking street, have a fucking car hit your black ass.

How�s that sound?.

-Man fuck you, bro. [crosstalk]. [laughs].

-Alex do me a favor, man. Roll him out to the middle of the street.

Maybe he might grow conscious.

-Just take him to the other car.

-You booking now?

-Sure, boss.

-All right.

-I don�t get it man, you risk your life for this?

-Fellas.

-What�s up Kava?

-Looks like you guys are working hard today.

-We had a hard day. I�m taking a little break.

-That day is going to only get better because I just got

the warrants to raid each and every last one of the worst spots.

-Really?

-Really? Went through that quick.

-Not quick enough because I want his ass off of the streets ASAP.

-All right. Well, let�s do it.

-All right. Well, here�s the list of each and every

last person that has ever worked with him.

I want Lucas ass first, because if you cut the head off of the snake,

the rest of the body will fall.

[music]

-Thank you.

-I ain�t even going to ask how your day going because

I know it got to be going pretty fucking wonderful today.

-Indeed it is. How you doing, Vic? How�s your day going?

-Great. I�m getting to it. No complaints.

-Fortunately, I got a couple complaints for you.

You want to hear the good news or do you want to hear the bad news?

Tell you what, I�m just going to give you the bad news.

We�re doing this investigation right now on a Leroy McCoy, aka Roy.

Now we raided two of his spots.

First time, he got away, second time, we caught him.

Now he�s cooperating and he�s releasing statements that incriminates Luger,

pretty much his whole fucking operation.

-Oh, yes?

-Oh, yes. They�re working hard to get Luger off the streets.

Now, the good news is they don�t know nothing about you.

-Let me get this straight,

you telling me that my name hasn�t came

up at all during the whole investigation?

-For now. They�ve at least released at least I don�t know

dozen names that�s all of Luger�s inner dealings,

but not once did they mentioned your name.

You�re fine as long as you stay out of Luger�s way.

You stay out of his way, stay low,

till this whole thing passes over you�re fine.

You and I can keep doing business or as you like to say get into it.

-Luger is in some deep shit, right?

-Yes, I heard. I feel any niggas can get touched.

-Yes, any nigga can get touched,

but you got to see a nigga to touch a nigga.

You tell me when the last time you seen, Paulo.

-I wasn�t never looking for him. [laughter]

-Quit fucking playing dog. You think this shit is a joke man.

You never see that nigga.

That nigga know everything that goes down on the alley.

That nigga been tearing the streets up since

2000 way before that shit Luger call himself [?]

-Yes.

-Yes. Nigga too happy to be playing with, let alone trying to catch up with.

If I was Luger now, I wouldn�t even think about going to war with that man.

All we going to be doing is wasting money and losing bodies.

I would be damned if that�s one of us, bro.

-This nigga is paying top dollar, dog.

I don�t give a fuck who bushes we get in.

-All that shit worth our life? Exactly.

Because basically all you�re doing is paying for us to die.

Because if that man wants dead, we dead man.

-Who the fuck do you think this nigga is bro?

Fuck this nigga, man.

-Man you�re hot-headed than a motherfucker bro.

They killed this nigga fucking niece man.

What do you think this man�s supposed be on?

[music]

-Hey [?] right there.

-You going to see, man. Any second shit about to get popping.

I just want to get the lock on these niggas off.

-Fuck.

-Fuck, nigga. [gunshots]

[music]

-You know who that was, don�t you?

-Some more non-shooting-ass niggas, bro.

-Come on, man. Be serious for once, dog.

That was Jojo and them hoe-ass.

-[?]

-I swear to God. Nigga, I know what the fuck I see.

That was Jojo hoe-ass.

-You know what the fuck that mean, right?

Hoe-ass niggas.

-Big dog.

-[?] I�m telling you, man.

You get the right number on them church, take over the whole east and shit.

-Shit. Just give me about a week.

As soon as move more out the picture, we good.

-A week? Not like that.

-Hell, yes. Look, the feds on him.

If [?] don�t kill him, either way, man, we�ll slide right in.

-I feel that, but what you going to do about the club?

-What you mean, nigga? [?] You feel me?

[chuckles] Straight up.

-What�s up, fool? Come on, man. You was hot as a motherfucker.

-Man, you know it isn�t shit though.

-No. It�s something. The feds on your ass.

-Niggas want your head.

-Yes.

-Boy, you�re like a baby Scarface out there.

You know if it was me, man, I�d go out just like Scarface.

Coke on the nose. "Say hello to my little friend.

You want to fuck me, Charlie?"

-Boy, you trying to get me fully blown killed out here, fool.

-No, man. I�m talking shit, man. I know you going through something.

-It isn�t shit though, man. Shit petty.

I done been through way worse shit than this, for real.

-100, don�t need to [?] Real niggas always prevail.

-Yes, man. Plus, it�s going to be what it�s going to be.

How pops doing though?

-He all right, man. He fighting the same fight.

I just been giving it to him to keep him out the way.

-That heroine a powerful drug.

It�s going to take more than hem to get that monkey off his ass though,

so you got to stay on that shit, man.

-Off the record though, you know I fucked with you a long way,

but [?] keep saying I shouldn�t be messing with

you and all that since what you got going on with dog.

I fucked with you so.

-All right.

Nobody riding though.

Put my people in harm�s way.

Stick my chest out for what? Look, man.

Ego way more powerful than a bullet.

Bolo got way too much money and way too many

niggas ready to ride for him right now.

We�ll just have to sit back and see how this shit play out, dog.

-That�s 100, man. If that�s the move, that�s the move.

You know me though, man, I�m with all the bullshit.

-Man, didn�t I just tell you nobody riding a fool.

Your ass crazy, man. $1,000, man.

Take pops somewhere nice, man, do something good for him.

-No, man. You know I am not about to take that.

-It�s either you take this shit or I take your ass out. Nigga, which one?

Either or.

-Since you said it like that, shit, I might as well, shit.

-All right then.

You say what?

Spark got raided when?

All right, man. I�m going to get on you, bro.

-You be careful, man.

-It�s a raid. It�s about to raid, come on.

[music]

[gunshots]

-Hey, stay in the room. Stay in the room. Stay in the room.

[gunshots]

-[?] [music]

[gunshots]

-Hey, what are you doing, man? Don�t you want a beer?

-No, nothing.

-What�s wrong.

-Kids, bro. Fucking kids.

They didn�t even hesitate.

-Look, that�s how these raids are going to be.

Those guys that work for Luger, fucking ruthless.

They get paid great to be exactly that.

The shit�s, it�s not pretty.

You know what you signed up for [?] Fuck it, man.

Let�s get a beer.

[music]

-Hey.

-Ain�t nobody followed you up to this bitch, did it?

-Hell no. We could�ve met in the hood though, bro.

-How the fuck we going to meet in the hood and you hot as fucking fish grease?

The hood is the last place your monkey ass need to be right now,

not to mention this bitch ass nigga, Roy.

I told you about that motherfucker, man.

Talking to the people, man, you�re hot as fuck right now,

I know you know that shit.

-Yeah man, I know man, but I ain�t with all that hat and shit V.

-You got to learn how to pick and choose your fucking battles, man.

How are you going to juggle the feds and beef with this

nigga Bolo who got a serious price on your fucking head, man.

You ain�t got that many decisions, man, that�s some real shit.

You might have to hit the road till the shit calm down.

-Ain�t no telling how long that shit going to take to cool down.

-No matter how long it take the shit, nigga.

Look bro, when the feds is on you, they fucking own you.

Man, your best bet is to let me run shit from here, man.

Look, I give you your cut of everything that�s made,

and reestablish everything from here because if you go

[?] try shit on the phones and the feds tap them phones, nigga,

we�re all going down. Bro, this us, us, bro.

Man, you might just have to introduce me to your peoples, man.

-Where the fuck I�mma to go V?

I don�t know no fucking body, everybody I know is right here.

-Go to fucking Mexico, nigga. We�re in fucking Saintborough, nigga.

Look, it�s either go to jail or fucking die.

You got to make a decision, bro.

-You got me.

[music]

-I�ll put her at three o�clock and that works.

Four.

-Hey.

-Why do you play so much? [laughs]

So, tell me about this investigation you are so excited about.

-Nervous.

-Why? Baby you got this.

-It�s my first big bust, it can make my career.

I got to nail this guy, Luger.

-Baby, what�s going on?

Why are you packing up all this money like that?

-Look, man, we got to get the fuck off.

-Baby, what the fuck is going on?

-I think you�re going to do great.

Just remember, protect yourself, stay alert, and lead the rest of them guys.

You got this.

-[?] got you.

-I got to get us away from all this bullshit, that�s what the fuck going on?

-You don�t think you need to be telling me about this bullshit?

-Look, I probably should have told you about this shit long time ago,

but I didn�t, and now it�s late.

-What are we doing, what�s the plan?

-We�re hitting Luger�s spot, he�s the head of operation.

-It�s the guy cap wants us to get, right?

-Yeah.

-Yes. He�s a dangerous man. So I need everybody on their game.

-Plus, I didn�t want to burden you with all my problems anyway.

-Problems. Baby, I�m the one that got your back, okay.

-We need to hit the house hard and precise.

-Rear or front?

-Both. Me and Alex go in through the front, you three, go through the back.

I want Jane kicking the door in,

I want [?] in next and I want you to come in there last.

-We got the green light.

-If anybody gets out of line, you have my permission to get them in line.

-You got to understand that your problems are my problems and you got to

keep the people that care about you aware of everything that�s going on.

You could walk up out of here and I wouldn�t know a damn thing.

[music]

I�m about to go get us some cold drinks,

and I�m going to need you to keep it all the way at 100 with me, okay?

-Yes.

-Okay, baby?

-Yes.

-All right, I�ll be right back.

Baby, we ain�t got no more bottled water. Holy shit.

-Police, police. Clear, clear.

-Shit, shut the fuck up. Get the fuck out of my house.

-Police, freeze. Freeze.

-Turn around, get on your fucking knees.

[music]

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