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[ music playing ]

? Yeah, we do it 'cause we got it ?

? Just the money and the violence ?

? Back against the wall with just the money and the violence ?

? Yo, it's just the money and the violence ?

? Just the money and the violence. ?

[ sighs ] Shit.

Damn, man.

Long-ass day.

Fuck.

[ knocking on door ]

Come on, man.

[ sighs ]

Kane.

Oh, my God.

Damn, you fast, man.

Yeah, man, but what's good?

I thought you was gone for good.

What did they even want from you?

They wanted to ask me a few questions

about some dude that got murdered.

It had nothing to do with me.

So why did they let you out so fast?

How could they hold me?

I didn't do shit. I had no worries.

I think they thought about pressing me,

maybe confess to something I didn't do.

A murder, though? Shit!

I'd have been in there shittin' bricks!

They put people under the jail for that.

Yeah, they do,

but like I said, I didn't do nothing.

I wasn't worried about shit.

Plus, a murder is one of the hardest things to prove.

There's no witness, there's no weapons.

Shit, they basically just wasted my goddamn time.

I don't know, man,

but honestly, I'm glad you out.

Now all the runnin' and hidin' can stop.

You could finally rest easy.

For the most part.

But I'm not sleeping on them boys, man,

'cause they're gonna come back whenever they want.

Yo, when I'm thinking about this shit,

all this shit was over absolutely nothin', my nigga.

I'm talking about me staying at Joe's,

then testing our friendship.

Shit, probably even his death.

Come on, Shane. You can't blame yourself for his death.

Oh, I don't blame myself,

but I cannot deny the fact

that I probably played a part in whatever happened.

And regardless of whatever Ray said,

I got a gut feeling somethin' ain't right.

Somethin' ain't right? About what?

The day Joe died,

Ray told me that Joe came up off some paper.

Came up off some paper?

Ray told me that Joe wanted to go to the club

to bust it up, do, like, 10 bottles.

It makes sense because my bread was missin'.

But I got a gut feelin' somethin' ain't right, man.

Yo, I told you from day one

Joe doesn't seem like the type of dude

to do some shit like that.

[ sighs ]

[ groans ]

None of this shit's making sense.

I gotta figure this shit out.

Yo, they should be another hour.

Most definite.

Yo, June, I really appreciate

you workin' with me on that debt and doin' that for me, man.

I'm tryin' everything in my power to get you cleared.

Just make sure I'm not buyin' all this white for no reason.

Nah, we good. Everything is love.

You got absolutely nothin' to worry about, my nig.

Worried?

Ain't nobody worried, Black.

If this don't work out,

there isn't that much understanding in the world, bro.

I can respect that. I feel you.

She need to come the hell on already, man.

Yeah, it's gettin' chilly out here. I bet you

she done took about three, four Instagram pictures

and put it on Instagram.

Whatever she do, she need to come the hell on.

- I know that. - Every time she changes her outfit,

- she's gotta put-- - Say, word!

- What's up, Rafe? - What's up, Del?

Oh, shit, my man, Rafe.

It's been a long time. How you been, man?

What's up, Kevin? I'm surprised to see y'all out here.

- It's been a minute. - Yeah, I'm foolin' with dude.

We came through to check a few people, man.

You know, so I'm foolin' with him, man.

How you been, man? What's been going on?

I'm good, man.

You know, just dealing with the ups and downs

of this roller coaster ride called the streets.

Still? Damn, Rafe.

As smart as you are, I thought somebody like you

would've figured out, man, as long as you stay on that roller coaster,

it's just gonna keep going up and down.

Facts. Either that or it goes off track and it kills you.

How long you been out in these streets anyway, Rafe?

All my life.

Let me put you up on something, man.

None of us are here by choice.

You know, we're here due to the circumstances

and if you don't figure out somethin', man,

you gonna spend the rest of your life out here in this hood.

Hmm, what, you think, it was easy for me and Kev to get to this point?

We definitely know the ups and downs.

Do we! We done mastered the art

of bouncing back till we realized

what we needed to master was the art of not having to.

Honestly, Rafe,

I'm really surprised to see you out here, man.

Me and Del used to talk about you all the time,

about how sharp you was. We always said

if homie figures it out, man, ain't nothin'

gonna get in homie's way but himself.

What's up, Rafe? You ain't figure it out yet?

Yeah, I figured it out. I always have.

Del: Yeah, well, check this out, man.

The streets don't wanna let none of us go, man.

It's just gonna keep putting you in situations

where you're gonna find yourself deeper and deeper

until you find an exit.

And if you don't, the street's gonna make an exit for you

and usually it's death or the penitentiary.

Man, listen, man, we gotta make a move.

Take care of what we gotta take care of.

- Let's go. - Homie, it's good seeing you, man.

Always a pleasure, man. Take care of yourself.

For real, though, think about what we said.

If you don't figure something out, man,

you know how it's gonna turn out for you, you know what I'm saying?

Getting off these streets, man,

and figure that exit plan, okay?

- Will do. - Lot sooner than later.

- Love, boy-boy. - Love, man.

[ phone buzzing ]

Yo, Grand, what's good? Yeah, I'm ready.

Got them white broads all dressed up and ready to go, man.

So you'll be at me in, like, what, 20 minutes?

All right. I'll be ready.

Yo, Miz, what up?

I'm about to go drop off them white broads.

You coming through? All right, I'll see you then.

- Yo, what's up? - Yo, let's go downstairs.

You could sit right there.

- Yo, what was so urgent? - I'm in a jam, Chase.

- A serious one. - Okay, what's up? Talk to me.

That money that they took,

- the four birds? - Okay, and?

Remember I told you all that was in transition

to go somewhere else?

Okay, Ronaldo, what are you talkin' about?

I'm in a hole, Chase.

Yo, you talkin' in circles. You makin' me dizzy!

You in the hole with who and for what?

I'm in a hole with the plug.

Four birds and 150 racks.

Hold up, none of that was yours?

None of it and he's ready to collect.

Collect? How's he gonna collect somethin' you don't have?

This is the cartel we talkin' about, Chase.

- Oh, shit. - Use your imagination!

Yo, why didn't you tell me this before?

And that's the reason why we ain't do nothin' the other night

and the reason why you've been stressin'

about gettin' your money and your work back?

That's exactly why.

And it doesn't look like either of the two

- is gonna be returned. - I could've been told you that!

Where the fuck is Tai? He's not gettin' off easy this time, Ronaldo.

- What do you mean? - It's his fault!

He the one that brought the motherfucker over here

that lined you up! This nigga gotta pay.

He put you in that jam!

- You're right. - Hell, yeah, I'm right!

We don't need him.

We already know where Shane live.

We don't need Tai. I'm just saying somebody's gotta pay

and let's start with him.

- So be it. - Listen, put it together,

get him here, and I'll take care of the rest.

Got you.

So my dawg put me on to a situation.

It's supposed to be two birds the nigga's bringin'.

We're gonna hit 'em for the work and the bread.

So how many niggas up at the spot?

I don't know exactly,

but you met my dawg Black before?

Black?

My homie that be comin' through? He got the dreads.

Oh, homeboy that be rockin' them shades?

Yeah, that's him.

He the one that lined this up,

so he gonna be there.

But look, homeboy right here?

We gots to put this boy down,

so I'm hittin' him straight out the gate.

Let niggas know shit real.

I just need you to hold me down.

And if anybody make a move,

then you let them have it.

But besides the work and the bread,

I'm only coming for one life.

But fuck 'em all if need be.

Yo, I got you.

Cool, bro.

Nigga gonna head out and get ready to make this move.

Miz: Yo, you never ask me to hold you down.

Something must not feel right.

Yo, I told you, man, this homie we hit,

- I ain't taking no chances. - You ain't supposed to.

Nah, not at all, but, yo,

I don't wanna take no chances that he recognizes you,

so you just chill outside.

If you hear anything off

or that shit take too long,

- you do what you gotta do. - Say no more. I'm on it.

All right. Yo, that's Grand. Let's make that move.

Okay, my G.

Let's go get this thing handled.

Where you coming from?

I thought you was downstairs.

It wasn't downstairs where we was gonna make it happen at?

Nah, we're just gonna stay up here.

These guys should be any minute, though.

All right. Yo, I'll be back, man.

Let me use the bathroom real quick.

[ door closes ]

[ doorbell rings ]

- Junior: Yo, they're here! - I'll be out in a second!

- Have a seat, fellas. - Nah, I'm good. I prefer to stand.

What's up with your man, Grand?

He's acting like this the first time we've done business.

Yo, what's the purpose about askin' Grand about me

when I'm standin' right here in front of you?

Fuck all that shit, man.

Let's take care of what we gotta take care of.

- You got that paper? - No doubt.

Fuck it. Let's keep this as business as possible.

Yo, Black! Where you at?

- [ exhales ] - Tsk.

Junior: Yo, Grand, this is Black.

Let me get this paper for you.

[ clicks ]

Here's the paper.

Damn, homie! We gonna have to

stop meetin' up like this here!

I got somethin' for your ass, Choppa!

Fuck, I shoulda known it was you, Black!

Oh.

Phone recording: You have three new voicemails.

To listen to your voicemail, press--

I'ma kill this motherfucker Black.

[ yells ] Fuck!

Yo, yo, let's get the fuck out of here!

Come on.

[ exhales ]

[ door closes ]

So it was this motherfucker the whole time!

It was this motherfucker Black that lined me up!

I never trusted that nigga, Rafe! Never!

Yo, what if I tell you the same dude Choppa that came through

is the same motherfucker that shot me?

- Miz: Nigga, what?! - Shot you?

What the fuck is you talkin' about, Rafe?

Yo, I got hit not too long ago, man.

Motherfuckers tried to rob me,

but I wasn't tryin' to hear it.

Yo, Miz, I got into it with Black earlier that afternoon

because the same dude he lined up in Queens

turned out to be his girlfriend's cousin.

So you know I called him out on that sheisty-ass shit.

Yo, what if I tell you somethin' crazier?

What if I told you that nigga Choppa

was outside the hospital the night you got shot?

What the fuck are you talkin' about, Miz?

That Choppa nigga was outside the hospital

the same night I came to see you. I could remember that shit

like it was yesterday, my nigga.

He was outside the hospital doin' what?

Yo, he was arguin' with some chick

and they got in the car and they both drove off.

- Yo, you sure that was him, Miz? - My nigga, I'm positive!

They was arguin'. I couldn't hear what they were talkin' about,

but I'm pretty sure it was him.

Yo, he was out there with that nigga Black.

Yo, how the fuck I ain't put two and two together?

This nigga Black was trying to line me up from the jump.

Yo, wait till I catch that boy.

It's open season on that head of his!

[ faint knocking on door ]

[ peephole clinks ]

[ door opens ]

[ door closes, lock clicks ]

Yo, what the fuck was so urgent?

Matter of fact, you're never gonna believe this shit.

Go in the room.

What the fuck happened?

Yo, Kane, listen to this shit, man.

Joe's voice: Look, I'm sorry-- I'm sorry about yesterday.

- Ray's voice: Say something, Joe? - Nah, nah, nah, nah.

I was just tryin' to figure out where the girls is at.

Ray's voice: They live a few blocks away.

- We're gonna smoke... - Yo!

Ray was with Joe the night he died?

Yo, man, I think Ray made that dude Boon kill Joe.

Who's Boon?

Boon is the nigga with the corn braids

that be with the nigga Ray, man.

He supposed to be some type of shooter.

But why? Why would they body Joe?

Listen, Kane,

Boon bodied someone at a club in the city.

They took Joe in for questioning.

They think the nigga ratted,

so I think they killed the nigga so he wouldn't talk.

[ sighs ] But, yo,

was Joe talking to the police?

Hell, no, man! And that's the problem.

They bodied this nigga for absolutely no reason, man!

They just jumped the gun and took his life.

Yo, that is fucked up, yo.

Kane, I ain't lettin' that shit slide, man.

Like, when I see this nigga Ray,

I'ma do this nigga real filthy.

Oh, yeah, and you know I got your back.

Nah, Kane. This got nothin' to do with you.

Joe was my mans.

At the end of the day, when I see Ray,

he gotta pay for this shit, man.

[ scoffs ] That's crazy.

Hey, Rafe.

- How's it going? How are you? - I'm good.

Just coming in from work.

Oh, okay.

Okay, well, I just thought

I'd stop by and say hi.

All right, I'll see you.

I'll see you.

Yo, who that?

That's the shorty I used to mess with.

Yo, that was the same broad that was arguin' with Choppa

outside the hospital, Rafe.

- What? - Yeah.

Fuck, man.

Mm.

Nah, I'm good, my nigga.

You sure, bro?

Yeah, man. A nigga's stressin'.

Man, that 40 ain't doing shit for a nigga, man.

I'm trying to figure out how I'ma get this money, man.

I can't come up with nothin', son.

Hold up. Ain't Shane feedin' you

for holdin' that nigga Sugar Kane down?

He was tryin' to feed me scraps, my nigga.

I told that nigga fuck him and that bozo-ass nigga Kane, you heard?

Oh! You the reason why I was off that nigga Sugar Kane!

And now he ain't off-limits?

Nah, he ain't off-limits no more, my nigga.

You could do that nigga dirty, like, for real, man.

Matter of fact, you know what?

He be in that buildin' hustlin'.

He be havin' that work and that money on him, man.

I'ma line that nigga up, man, so you can rob him.

We're gonna split that bread, nigga.

- I'm with it. - All right, say no more, my nigga.

- Fuck that. - Let's do that.

Mm.

[ speaking Jamaican Patois ]

[ phone buzzing ]

[ sighs ]

The whole thing fucked up, Chop!

This whole thing just blew up in my face.

I'm just pissed that we went through all that motherfuckin' trouble

and came off with nothin'!

My dawg J.B. got bodied back there!

With all them shots flyin', ain't nobody concerned about all that.

This guy Rafe just put two and two together!

He was gonna put my ass down!

I just had to try

to get the fuck up out of Dodge before he popped my ass!

That boy better not bring his ass up to the BX!

You gonna have to deal with that boy, Choppa.

Don't wait for him to come to you.

Fuck playin' that defense shit, yo!

I'm good where I'm at, Black!

You the one that's gonna have to go see that boy!

The chances of me and him bumpin' heads, that's slim.

That motherfucker got God on his side.

This the third time I done ran into that boy

and not get a motherfuckin' thing out of it!

How the fuck you get up out of there empty-handed?

I told you Rafe figured out

that I was the one who lined him up!

Yeah?

You sure you ain't stashin' on me, nigga?

Are you fuckin' serious, Choppa?

I ain't got no time for your stupid-ass accusations!

My mind is runnin' a mile a minute right now.

So what you gonna do, bro?

I don't know. I gotta do somethin'.

I just can't let it linger.

Either I find a way to deal with Rafe

or I'ma have to skate out of New York.

So you considerin' hightailin' it out of here

because of this dude?

Fuck that!

I ain't just gonna be kiddin' myself!

Rafe knows that I lined him up.

You shot him and didn't even get the job done.

Why the fuck you didn't shoot the motherfucker when you came in?

Look, Black, I did what you asked me to do.

You told me to lay that other dude down

and I did!

Rafe's back was turned.

I ain't even notice it was him.

By the time I peeped him,

he was blowin' the fire at me.

So I had to take cover, nigga.

Fuck!

I'ma have to dip, yo. I'ma have to dip.

Where you gonna go, bro?

I'll probably head out to ATL.

I can't stay out here! I can't. Not like this!

Humph. You do whatever you feel you gotta do, bro.

I ain't runnin' from nobody.

If he want it, I'll be right here waitin' on his ass!

He know where the fuck I'm at!

Yo, today was actually a good day, man.

Things are startin' to pick up after all.

Yeah, today wasn't that bad.

But, yo, I gotta see this dude Ray, man.

Yo, you ain't got his number?

I don't fuck with that nigga.

Fuck I'm gonna do with his number for?

I don't know, man.

Oh, shit! It's your lucky day.

There he go right there.

- Damn. - Yo, Ray!

Oh, shit. Dead man walking.

- Kane: Ahem. - Kane, what's good?

Shane, what's good?

When was the last time you spoke to Joe before he died?

What? What are you talkin' about?

When was the last time you seen Joe before he died?

The last time I came through the crib, you was there.

You know after that last little situation, Joe got shook

and wasn't fuckin' with me like that.

So you ain't see Joe the night he died?

Nah. What's up with all the questions, man?

Because I'm piecing this shit together.

Word. I've been tryin' to do the same thing.

That shit gave me a headache, man.

- I'm on it, though. - No doubt.

Yo, I'ma keep moving.

Y'all be safe.

Yeah, you be safe.

- What you mean by that? - The fuck you mean what I mean by that?

Yo, chill. Chill, man. Y'all whilin'.

- Chill. - Yo, I ain't the one that need to chill.

Your man over here buggin' the fuck out.

Oh, believe you me,

you ain't see me bug the fuck out yet, Ray.

If you got somethin' on your chest,

you gotta let it off, Shane.

My nigga, I don't bite my tongue for nobody.

Say no more.

Look, I ain't got no issues with you, man.

I'm all about this money and pussy.

Anything else is uncivilized.

My nigga, you better stop pretending

to be like you're built like that.

I don't give a fuck about none of these so-called shooters

you got under your thumb, nigga.

I'll come at all you motherfuckers.

Yo, chill out, Shane. Talking reckless for no reason.

Yo, Kane, I'm outta here.

[ mutters ] Fuck outta here.

Yo, I'm telling you

that nigga got somethin' to do with Joe's death.

I could fuckin' feel it, man.

Watch, I'ma kill this motherfucker.

[ sighs ]

Yo, Ock, give me a chopped cheese.

All right, hurry up.

[ phone buzzing ]

Yo, Ronaldo, what's up?

What's going on, Tai? How have you been?

I'm good. I'm just out here tryin' to get it.

- You know how that shit go. - Okay.

Listen, I need you to swing by the shop.

Me and Chase tryin' to put somethin' together.

- Is everything good? - Everything is lovely.

Like I said, we tryin' to put somethin' together

and we need some more information on your boy.

So y'all finally decided to make a move on him?

It's about time y'all made this nigga pay for what he did.

Yeah, it's time for people to pay the piper.

But like I said, come by tomorrow about 8:00 p.m.

You already know I'm over there.

- All right, cool. - Copy.

Yo, Chase, it's done.

He's gonna be over here tomorrow, 8:00.

Cool.

[ phone buzzing ]

Hello?

Are you ready for me?

Listen, I need a little bit more time.

I will have your money.

Hello?

Hello...?

Hello!

Fuck!

Capone.

[ speaking Spanish ]

[ birds chirping ]

- What up, my nigga Ray? - What up, bro?

I was callin' your phone last night.

Shit was goin' to voicemail and shit.

Yeah, my shit was dead. But what up, though?

I bumped into that funny nigga Shane.

He was tryin' to come at me on some sideways shit.

- Sideways how? - I don't know.

I think he pieced together that you the one that put Joe down.

Word? He said somethin' about it?

He ain't say word for word,

but that nigga vibe was definitely off.

Fuck that nigga and his vibe!

I don't like that nigga anyway!

As long as he ain't talking to the boys,

we can do this shit any way this nigga want, nigga.

We could bang it out any day, nigga,

and that's my word!

I already know you don't give a fuck.

I'm just putting you on

'cause I don't want that nigga to try to catch you slippin'.

He's sneaky.

What? So what you saying?

I'm saying that the way he was raisin' up,

I ain't like that.

And he was talking about he don't care

about no so-called shooter I got under my thumb.

What? I don't know what he talkin' about.

I ain't under nobody's motherfucking thumb.

Yeah, you feed me, but I'm my own motherfuckin' man!

That's what I'm sayin'.

That's some real disrespectful shit

to come out that nigga mouth.

He gotta get checked.

Checked? Why you ain't check him?

He said the shit to you!

You's a funny nigga, Ray!

Of course, I'd check that nigga,

but the way he was movin' like he wanted to do somethin'--

and he brought your name up--

it's only right that I put you on like your man should.

So fuck it, come on. We're gonna go to this nigga block

and I'ma see what's on this nigga mind.

- Cop. Let's go and fuck him up. - Facts.

[ speaking faintly ]

- Cindy: Yo, what's up, Kane? - Cindy, what's up?

Well, I guess it's about time you guys finally meet.

Kane, this is my boyfriend Chris.

Chris, this is Bree's father Kane.

Chris, what's up, man? How are you?

Yeah, no doubt.

Yeah, no doubt?

Why do I get the feeling like you're brushing me off?

What you mean? I'm not lookin' to be your friend.

I'm only talkin' out of respect for Cindy and Bree.

Wait, hold up. You are aware

that you're talkin' about mydaughter, right?

- Chris, look. - No, Cindy.

You be too scared to tell him about hisself, but I'm not.

Tell me about myself? Who the fuck are you

to tell me anything about myself

- or my child? - Your child?

Maybe you should take care of your child. How about that?

Wait, what the fuck did you just say to me?!

- Kane, stop. Kane. - Yo, Cindy, chill, chill.

What the fuck did you just say to me?

Cindy: Oh, my God, Kane, what the fuck?!

- What? - Kane, put the gun down!

- Hey! - Ooh, you lucky.

It's your fuckin' lucky day, man.

Cindy: What the fuck?!

I'm calling the cops. This shit is crazy.

Yo, what the fuck are you doing, Cindy?

- Chris! - You don't want this fucking problem, homie!

He's out of control, Rafe.

He just pulled a fuckin' gun out on my boyfriend.

Yo, fuck your boyfriend. That's the fucking father of your child!

- You call that a father? - Yo, look, homie,

nobody's fuckin' talkin' to you, so mind your fuckin' business!

Chris, chill. I can handle it.

All right.

Yo, you know it's not even like him

to do something like this. How did it get to this point?

I don't know!

Cindy, you need to go in the house

and take a deep breath. Where's the baby?

She's at day care, thank God.

Okay.

Now I'm gonna give you back your phone,

but you have to promise me that you are not gonna call the cops.

Look at me, Cindy. Promise me.

How do I know he's not gonna do somethin' like this again?

I can't trust him after this shit.

I'm gonna talk to him, but you cannot make a bad situation worse.

Like I said, he's the father of your child

and he is of no help to you or your daughter from behind bars.

So promise me.

Okay, Rafe. I promise.

Here.

And you.

Do yourself a fuckin' favor

and keep your fuckin' nose the fuck out of their business!

- Who you talking--? - What?

- You okay? - I'm good. You all right?

I don't know what the fuck just happened.

Sorry about that.

[ door opens, closes ]

Miz.

How are you, my brother?

Everything is everything. You wanted to see me?

Remember that favor I needed you to handle?

- Yeah, I remember. - I need it carried out.

Only a message is to be sent.

We just want this man to understand

that payments are to be prompt.

- You understand me? - I get the picture.

Okay.

Make sure he also understands

- how we work as well. - Will do.

He owes a substantial debt, Miz,

so do not take it further than what we asked

or you will inherit this debt as your own.

I fully understand.

I appreciate all you do.

With this favor, our bond in blood

gets deeper.

[ door opens, closes ]

[ both sigh ]

[ whispers ] Fuck, man.

Yo, you got the hammer on you?

Yeah, of course.

My nigga, go stash that shit.

I'm not puttin' nothin' past your daughter's mother.

I'm not even puttin' it past her

that she didn't call the boys on you already.

Yo, you right, man. Fuck!

The fuck...?

[ singing ]

? Fuck, niggas too can get hit with the K... ?

? The drummer are loaded, the drum in my way... ?

Yo, I just can't believe this motherfucker

had the nerve to tell me somethin' about mykid.

That shit had me so tight, yo.

Yo, you remember the last time I had this conversation with you?

You cannot just pull out a gun

if you not gonna use it, man.

A gun is not here just to scare a motherfucker.

Yo, I know, Shane. I fucked up.

But that nigga had me so fucking heated, yo.

[ sighs ]

Kane, you gotta start thinkin' first.

All right, bet, what if you'd have popped homie?

You'd have done it in front of your daughter's mother?

It's bad enough you're already on bad terms.

Then what? She calls the boys, and she tell them everything?

Yeah, I know, man.

I fucked up. Wasn't thinking, yo.

You gotta think, bro.

- Oh, shit. - Oh, man, here we go.

What's up, little brother?

Thought you wasn't gonna be in the field like that, man.

- Nah, I'm out here. - Oh, okay, man. If you out here,

then what you need me out here for playing "Bozo Protection Services"?

Barz, man, I was just trying

to keep bread in your pocket. That's all.

Damn, boy, you two niggas are really like Frick and Frack, man.

You can hardly catch this nigga Kane out here

without you being nearby, huh?

What does it matter, man?

I'm sayin' it don't really matter to me, man.

You need to stop babyin' this nigga, man.

You need to throw him out there

and let him learn how to swim, nigga.

- He gotta grow some balls. - Since when you care?

I'm just saying regardless of the fact, Shane,

you my little brother, my nigga,

so whatever you got going on

with whatever nigga, nigga,

I'ma want that shit to pop, nigga.

But let me mind my business

'cause obviously you don't want my advice,

- you know what I mean? - Nah, man, it's not even like that.

- Your advice is definitely appreciated. - Oh, okay, my nigga,

'cause I don't wanna overstep my boundaries, man.

I know this your block.

I know you the man out here and all that, nigga.

I don't wanna tell you how to run your shit, l'il bro.

Nah, it's never like that, Barz.

All right, I was just letting it be known, you know what I mean?

- We good, nigga. - Whatever.

What's up with that, misye?

It's slick.

[ reggae music playing ]

? Yeah, hear me

? One badmon

? With badmon, ain't no runnin' ?

? Badmon no wear tight pants with him gun in ?

? Pussyhole boys, dem disrespect me done in ?

? Pure bad guy, they around me and they blooded ?

? 'Cause when you fuck with badmon, ain't no runnin' ?

? And badmon try this way ?

? This way often makes the situation sticky ?

? Trigger finger itchy if the pussycat them frisky ?

? The outfit buy no bitchy or no switchy when we're richy ?

? No play me like no picnic or creep, roll and bone him ?

? Hot toms only moving down when we done him ?

? Phonin' up the one we play, homeboy, and we gunnin' ?

? There's another tears when we shot him, softly stun him ?

? Start to stun him

? With badmon, ain't no runnin' ?

? Badmon no wear tight pants with him gun in ?

? Pussyhole boy, dem disrespect me done in ?

? Pure bad guy, they around me and they blooded ?

? 'Cause when you fuck with badmon, ain't no runnin ?

? Here man cannot miss me

? Wear the Versace and the gal them wanna kiss me ?

? Pull off in the 'Rari 'cause we're parking up the Bentley ?

? Pussy them a-premie 'cause me shoe, them Giuseppe ?

? Me loading up me semi 'cause badmon never runnin' ?

? Pull a dog on wire take on whatever's comin' ?

? Big AER feel like somebody's drumming... ?

[ speaking Jamaican Patois ]

[ speaking softly ]

[ silent ]

- Archie: That was a good movie. - Melissa: It was good.

I'm so glad you liked it.

So this is my best friend Aiva.

I've told her so much about you

and so she wanted to meet you.

Oh, so this is like the screening process.

- I know what it is. - Cut it out, silly.

But, seriously, she is my closest friend

and I do respect her opinion.

I mean, she's known me forever.

Okay, I understand.

I'm kind of flattered that you're havin' me meet her.

You should be.

Come on. Don't be nervous, okay?

Nervous? I'm a grown-ass man, woman!

Fuck, it's a small world.

This is the same laundromat me and Rafe caught.

The fuck?

[ phone buzzing ]

- You. - Yo, Rafe, where you at?

I was on my way to my crib.

Yo, you remember the laundromat on Crescent Street?

The one we worked at?

How soon you think you can meet me on the corner?

Probably in, like, 25 minutes. You good? What's up?

I'll fill you in when you get here. Just come through.

All right. I'm on my way right now.

Bang, bang.

Bang.

He seems like a really nice guy.

Like, I like him.

- I like him a lot. - Yeah, Aiva.

And you know I'm big on energy

and he has such a gentle soul.

He's just been through so much.

I mean, haven't we all?

It's the strong who survive

this uphill battle called life.

Does he have children?

'Cause Mark seems to really love him.

Well, how do you feel about the fact

that he's an ex-con on life parole?

I mean, Melissa, who am I to judge?

He seems like a great guy

and he seems like he makes you happy.

Does he?

- Mark: I did it. - He does.

I mean, I haven't felt like this in years.

- [ Mark giggles ] - I know.

I haven't seen you smile like this

with a man since Khalil was alive.

I mean, I know we haven't known each other long,

but he does make me happy.

He's respectful and you know I'm big on respect.

Oh, let me show you these pictures

we took the other day at the aquarium.

I think I left my phone in the car.

- Archie. - Yeah, babe?

Um, can you please go check the car for me?

I think I left my phone in the center console.

I got you, babe.

Y'all two are so cute!

I'm a lucky man, Aiva.

Where you going, Archie?

I'm going to the car to get something for your godmother.

- I'll be back. - There's robbers out there!

You better take this to protect yourself.

- We're the cops. - Got you, little man.

[ door creaks ]

[ car locks click ]

[ grunts ]

Yeah, it was open.

What's he doin' with that?

Freeze!

Drop the gun!

- Drop the gun! - Oh, shit.

Drop the goddamn gun!

24 to Central, I need a bus.

Block 24 at East 54st Street.

[ car horn honks ]

What up? Is everything set up?

Set up and ready to go.

Everything we need is in the basement?

- Everything we need. - What time is he gettin' here?

He should be here in, like, half an hour.

Oh, a'ight. So let's go get prepared.

I wanna get this thing over with.

It's time for this grimey motherfucker to pay the piper.

Yo.

Yo, what you doin' out here?

You not gonna believe this bullshit.

- What happened? - Yo, my plug hit me up, right?

He told me he need me to do another favor for him,

but this time he wanna send a message.

I think a dude is late with a payment.

- Okay. - Well, he gave me the name and location

- and guess where he sends me to? - Get the fuck outta here!

Yep.

So you telling me that we basically--

Robbed the plug.

- That's not good, Miz. - That's not good at all, Rafe.

Yo, you know when you run up in there,

homie gonna recognize you.

We did that shit plain-faced.

Yo, I already made the commitment.

I can't go back on my word to these people.

And he specifically told me

do not push the envelope all the way through.

Yo, what else can we do? We have to.

Man, I don't know how much money this guy owes, Rafe.

Capone said if the order get "canceled,"

- his debt becomes mine. - Okay, well,

better to owe money than to owe your life.

This is the cartel we're talking about.

Hold up. Wait a minute. Is that this nigga Tai?

- Who? - This little greaseball motherfucker

Shane been looking for.

Yo, Ronaldo!

Yo, Ronaldo!

[ door opens ]

What's up?

What's going on, Tai?

I'm chillin'. What's good?

Not much. Let's talk downstairs.

A'ight.

[ door closes ]

What happened to the floor?

We had a leak down here.

Where's Chase?

[ gunshot pops ]

Is that what I think it is?

Rafe: I don't know.

There should only be homie and Tai in there.

I wanted to fly that nigga head off anyway.

Rafe: Fuck it, then. We kill two birds with one stone.

[ gloves snapping ]

You ready?

? Yeah, uh

- ? Yeah, uh... - Let's go.

No turning back from here.

- ? Uh... - [ car beeping ]

? When I wake up in the morning, first thought, "I gotta get it" ?

? I'm addicted to the money, motherfucker, is you wit' it? ?

? Let's get it, pullin' hard on the 20, run a script ?

? And I ain't gonna stop this from the start to the finish ?

? I just got a new Glock...

[ music playing ]

? I get one for just coming, two to do a show ?

? Can't wait for me to come on 'cause I does this, yo ?

? I get one for me to come in, two to do a show ?

? Can't wait for me to come on 'cause I run this show ?

? New York is in the building ?

? That's what's up, get up ?

? Roll over niggas like monster trucks ?

? Only here to click confusion ?

? Better get your crews done ?

- ? But this shit is real - ? Not an illusion

? I close my eyes in the booth, then I enter my zone ?

? So I can bark 'em like a dog fetching for bones ?

? Style so original it can never be cloned ?

? 'Cause biting with dog teeth can leave you injury-prone ?

? And all is stress-free 'cause D.I.B. gonna deal with it ?

? Front me a ton of bricks and my fam gonna build with it ?

? Give me a full deck and I'm likely to deal with it ?

? And if the heat is on, I extinguish the real with it, uh ?

? And lay it down every time that it's on ?

? Full throttle on the track ?

? So I can rock with the song ?

? And if the bars are light, pop the clutch and I'm gone ?

? March right out the womb, another warrior born ?

? And I'm still living throughout the New York jungle ?

? Get position in the field can make the enemy fumble ?

? While D.I.B. always keep the chrome properly tucked ?

? Someone reaching, I'm in position ?

? Putting charms out of luck ?

? And wherever you stand quick as lightning you could be struck ?

? And I hate repeating myself, nigga, that's what's up ?

? New York is in the building ?

? That's what's up, get up ?

? Roll over niggas like monster trucks ?

? Only here to click confusion ?

? Better get your crews done ?

- ? But this shit is real - ? Not an illusion

? D.I.B. is in the building ?

? That's what's up, get up ?

? Roll over niggas like monster trucks ?

? Only here to click confusion ?

? Better get your crews done ?

- ? But this shit is real - ? Not an illusion

? Well, I'ma rise for the moment ?

? Just to enter your mind

? My thoughts infatuated, motivated with crime ?

? Make moves stagnated, it's hard to combine ?

? 'Cause life is like an hourglass ?

? It's all according to time-- D.I.B.! ?

? Determined Ill Being is one of a kind ?

? Yeah, really, we born equal, but I'm destined to shine ?

? My potential is at a peak, you need rope to climb ?

? You're like fish, caught by bait now hooked on the B Line ?

? Futuristic flows mic, leave a nigga behind ?

? See, you need the perfect math to know ahead of my rhymes ?

? Where I stand at is fan base ?

? And all aware that I rock this butter like land lakes ?

? Street smarts is parallel to where I stand straight ?

? Highly anticipated so therefore you can't wait ?

? Till the records get pressing flatten like pancakes ?

? Accumulatin' the profit, ya hope it's man-made ?

? And to ya chickens in the world, now they cluck ?

? They fiend to get plucked all the flock away ?

? Yeah, that's what's up ?

? New York is in the building ?

? That's what's up, get up ?

? Roll over niggas like monster trucks ?

? Only here to click confusion ?

? Better get your crews done ?

- ? But this shit is real - ? Not an illusion

? D.I.B. is in the building ?

? That's what's up, get up ?

? Roll over niggas like monster trucks ?

? Only here to click confusion ?

? Better get your crews done ?

- ? But this shit is real - ? Not an illusion

? You know the kid flow well like my name was Noel ?

? Eyes nothing but fire, trees by the wholesale ?

? Go ahead and sleep on us like pillows from hotels ?

? So the fifth will wake you up like the gong from church bells ?

? Check it, you know my long name compliments a long chain ?

? Ice along with him and shorties give me the "long brain" ?

? Watch them exploit it like I'm presidential ?

? Does any hood I rest my head at turns to residential ?

? Big faces for long cases, now all of them done ?

? Now watch chicks play like guitar the way I'm leaving 'em strung ?

? So young and forthcoming as I enter the stage ?

? Now watch this nigga rock the crowd like I wasn't my age ?

? 'Cause D.I.B. promote the real when the feeling excel ?

? To a level that's situated and positioned to sell ?

? Bring heat like an oven like where the devil dwell ?

? Indulge who choose to bring it, melt fast when they rebel ?

? New York is in the building... ?

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