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* They want their montey

(hip hop music)

* I'm only around, big dog

* Baller and bounds, kick out

* Jumping through green, grasshopper

* Yo bitch cleaning up for a little powder

* Down on my dick and I still pop

* I put in work in my oh nine

* Me and me and my own if it go down

* My hands in the patek like its oh nine

* Step on that ball on it's co-defendant

* Out on my own, they really living

* Two to three came with a full stop

* Spin a block on that ball, my own shot

* He frame me on go but they working

* Plug on the line, birds in

* Try moving strong, belly twins

* Me and me and my own, I don't need medicine

* Ex on my ass on that Freddy shit

* I'm feeling that buzz, Billy business

* Big go to my body, blazing Billy

* Bout to fuck up the powder

* That bad business

* Ex in that gas, keep a bag in it

* Run through the tide, the bad sinner

* Yo bitch on my dick

* She an ass kisser

* I ain't standing there bitch

* She a back hitter

* Spin the block and get hit like the last stealer

* I about blood dividend

* Fill up the cup, bigger bed

* And my body on guard with the evil grinning

* When I step in the trap

* Better show respect

* No guard on my body, ain't going savage

* Fuck around and get your bitch and your clicker tag

* Who want it, I get it

* Let's do the dance * I'm only around big dog

* Balling and bounds, kick out

* Jumping through green, grasshopper

* Yo bitch cleaning up for a little powder

* Down on my dick and I still pop

- Yeah.

I truly love him.

I do.

I would give him the world, I would.

That's... that's just my life right now.

Yeah,

but look, girl, anyways, anyways, listen,

when you, um, when you get in town, listen,

I know of a really good job opening that will fit you.

Yeah, you're gonna love it.

It's gonna be like old times again. I can't wait to see you.

All right. I love you too, Sissy. (sniffs)

* I'm still sorry, babe

* That I couldn't get through to you

* We had something real but I can't change the way you feel

* I'm still sorry

* Babe

* I'm still sorry

* I didn't ask you for much

- How you doing Dana?

- Hey Mr. Juan, how you doing?

- I'm doing pretty good.

How you feeling?

(Dana sighing)

- With this hurricane weather, I don't like it

but I'm ready to get this over with,

so this is important.

- Let's go.

- Let's do it.

(sighing)

- You can have a seat.

- All right.

(sighing)

- So I did everything you asked.

I had 'em followed day in and day out.

(dramatic music)

Ain't shit funny about this.

- I never saw this

as a joke matter in the first place.

- You sure you ready for this?

- Look, can we just go ahead?

- All right.

(intense music)

- Out of...

out of all people.

Out all people.

I can't believe this, bitch.

(sniffing)

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- Nah, it's, it's fine. It's fine.

I got what I wanted.

Look, I need them papers drawn up today.

- I'm already ahead of you.

- Good.

Look, how much is all this gonna cost me?

- Shit, per marriage agreement, you? Nothing.

Him? Everything.

- Good.

Can't believe this shit, man.

Look, now that we know what it is, I need to change my will.

- I understand.

But I know you don't have family

or people you call your real friends.

So, what you trying to do, a charity thing?

- Nah.

I have somebody.

- Hmm, okay.

- Where the fuck my clothes at so I get up outta there, man?

Just jump out the shower.

- They in the other room.

- Hmm.

(sighing)

- So you're still loving on this bitch?

- What the fuck, yo.

Why every time I break you off some of this dick,

yo ass start your bullshit, man?

- That's exactly why.

You think you just gonna fuck the shit outta me

and I ain't gonna trip?

Man, when is you canning this bitch so we can move on?

- Listen, let me explain something to you, Neek.

Being married don't make shit easy like that.

Know what I mean?

If she ever found out about me and you,

it's over for both of us.

So I suggest you chill the fuck out

and let me do what I do, man.

- I'm just saying.

She ruin everything and she got all the money.

You think you the only nigga she fucking with,

with all the success she having?

She talking about leaving your ass.

Wake the fuck up.

Open your fucking eyes.

- She fucking somebody?

- I mean, I don't know. I wouldn't doubt it.

Look, baby, you the man out in these streets.

- True.

- But she got the money

and without that these niggas will eat you alive out here.

Look, let me ask you a question.

You want a little percentage or you want it all?

Because she ever found out what you was doing

with her money, it's a wrap.

- So what you trying to say?

(intense music) (Neeka sighing)

- Y'all married?

Soon as I figure out a way to dead the bitch,

then we move on.

We've been each other for two years.

That might be my friend,

but I'm about my bread and this dick.

- Get the fuck off me.

So you just gonna turn on your best friend like that?

- That might be my friend

but she ain't never did nothing real for me.

Man, I done fucked up a couple business opportunities

so she don't think I'm business minded.

But that bitch think I'm supposed to say, "how high"

every time she say, "jump".

The fuck I look like?

- I been through that shit with her too, man.

On some real shit though,

a motherfucker can only go as far as you let 'em.

- Look, baby, we can have it all

but you can't be nowhere near this

for the simple fact that police going to want

to investigate you first.

Your own homeboys can't know what we got planned.

And I'm your alibi.

- So how we gonna make that shit happen?

- Pussy is power.

So just follow my lead and don't fuck it up

when you see me with the next nigga.

- What?

- Look, I know a couple hitters like you,

but if it's gonna work,

nobody that you know can be involved.

Look, I just gotta get it over dude.

All right? I know he about that life.

Make him an offer that he can't refuse

and I promise you he gonna put in that work.

And then we get rid of his ass.

You like it?

- I fucks with it.

- I figured you would.

- You ain't shit though.

- Whatever. Just like you.

- [Royal] What's up baby?

- Hey, sweetie.

- You okay?

(Dana sighing)

- Royal, I'm tired of this life I'm living.

And I know as a married woman I shouldn't be here with you.

But this niggas actions pushed me to this.

- So, I mean, are you really going to get a divorce now

or are you just talking shit like females do

when they full of anger?

- No, I, I am. I really am.

- When though?

- Look I'm gonna have trouble trying to get this nigga

to sign these papers willingly.

Look, I'm gonna keep it real with you.

This nigga been cheating and beating on me for years

and I'm tired.

All of his insecurities had to turn to violence just because

I'm a successful woman and I'm done with it,

and I hid that from the corporate world.

Then in street life don't make shit no better.

- I'm gonna keep it a hundred with your ass.

You chose to fucking stay in this shit.

You should have left a whole, man,

you should have left a long fucking time ago,

when you first found out the nigga was cheating.

- And go where?

- Any fucking where.

- I had no one. Okay?

No family, no friends, no nothing.

Just around a bunch of rich, nosy assholes,

who's ready to tear you down just as soon

as they see trouble in your life.

Look, Tek is

a very vindictive, (ringing)

dangerous, dangerous ass dude.

And I'm scared.

Royal, I'm scared he's gonna try to do something to me.

Especially if I try to leave him.

- Nah, fuck all that.

Nigga ain't know shit.

That shit stops right now.

Like why the fuck you just now telling me this shit

in the first place?

- Royal, I didn't want to involve you. I didn't.

Look, this nigga been living off my money and I'm done.

I want out.

Especially before shit go left

and I get caught up in it.

- No. Fuck that. What you need me to do?

- Nothing.

Absolutely nothing. Okay?

You have been my peace, Royal,

and please I need it to stay like this.

(Royal sighing)

- Horrible, boy. This some shit right here, boy.

Lemme tell you something, baby.

(R&B music)

Now, look, I know you a huge successful ass business exec

and I'm an average nine to five type of nigga.

You know, we've been seeing each other for, actually,

a while now.

To where I never even had a fucking clue

who your friends were.

You know, so I can say we have been keeping a secret

like a motherfucker, you know?

- I'm sorry.

- Nah, but, I mean, hey like real shit.

Like, I know you got options.

I'm sure you got a lot of options. Look at you.

But why me?

- Royal, why not you?

Look at how humble you are.

I see so much good in you. I do.

You have the passion and the smarts

to create a very successful business

and that attracted me to you.

It made me feel wanted and important.

And then you be acting like you ain't trying

to hit this shit.

(Royal laughing)

- I mean, it ain't like I'm gonna say no either.

Shit, you know I'm ready for your juicy ass to come my way.

Ring my door bell, goddammit.

- Be still.

(both laughing)

- No, but real shit though.

Like, I really, really like you.

You know?

And like I, I know you married,

you know what I'm saying?

I gave you that space, you know?

But I'm at the same time I'm not pushing you away.

You know, and I...

Dana, baby, like,

you know what?

Fuck your goofy ass friends.

I don't care about them mo's, no way.

I want your ass.

Been wanting your ass. Look at you.

- See?

- Juicy ass woman.

- And that's why I'm here with your normal,

regular degular, nine to five job working ass now.

(both laughing)

- Word?

- Yes. Swell.

You know what,

one day I'm gonna do something very, very special for you

when you least expect it.

- Word?

- Word.

- C'mon, baby. You bring your ass here.

- Not right now!

(both laughing)

* I'm not afraid of being alone

* It's a thrill I've never known

* But hold me as we watch the stars

* Journey with you to mars

* So let's stay young

(melancholy music continues)

* So lets stay young

* Hold me as we watch the stars

* I'll journey with you to Mars

(melancholy music continues)

(music continues)

* So let's stay young

* So let's stay young

(Dana sighing)

- Something you wanna talk to me about?

- What makes you think that?

Don't you think if there's something I had to say,

I'd just say it?

- It's early. You already turning up the bottle.

- What the fuck?

Last thing I checked, I was grown.

Do it look like I need a mother figure

to tell me when I can drink and when not to?

- [Dana] You're right.

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

- I'm sorry. All right, I'm sorry.

Look, I need you to sign this dividend form

so you can get your payment on time next month.

- Now you saying something that make fucking sense.

(suspenseful music)

Why this one look different?

- Because this is not a late entrance form like normal.

(sighing)

I'll fax these right away.

- I appreciate that.

Make yourself useful around this bitch sometimes.

(Dana sighing) (suspenseful music continues)

- You earned it.

(sighing)

(Tek sighing)

(knocking on door)

Hmm, come in.

Right on time.

(door slamming)

- [Neeka] Hey girl.

- Hey.

- Girl, you know black don't crack.

- Bring it in, bring it in.

What's up?

- You know you looking cuter and cuter every day

I see you, right?

You gonna die looking beautiful.

(suspenseful music) - Thanks for the heads up.

- I'm sorry, that probably came out the wrong way

but you know what I'm saying.

- Yeah, I think I do.

- Where my drink at?

Thank you.

- So what brings you by?

- Oh man, listen, I was riding by,

seen your car outside, typically I know you'd be at work.

And I'm like okay she parked out there

so let me go see what's going on around here.

- Well, actually, look,

I am so glad you here Neek

'cause there's nothing like having your best friend around

to hold you down when shit get real.

- Well, what's up sis? Talk to me.

What's popping?

- Look, honestly I gotta tell y'all both.

I am so grateful I met both of y'all. For real.

I mean y'all have made such an impact on my life

and it's pushing me to do the imaginable.

- This sound like something we should cheers to.

- My thoughts exactly.

- Let's do it.

- Oh, we say cheers, huh? My bad.

(Neeka laughing)

What we cheersing to?

- It's toasting, hun.

What are we toasting to.

- The fuck ever.

- Anyways, hold 'em high. (glasses clinking)

To new beginnings.

- [Neeka] To new beginnings.

- May we all get what's coming.

- Well I don't know what y'all got planned,

but I got shit to do.

So,

(keys jangling)

you need anything else from me?

- Nothing else. You've done enough.

- All right, well y'all be cool

like how y'all be cool? I'm out.

- All right. (Neeka laughing)

(keys jangling)

- And now it's just us.

- As always.

Sis, you seem like you got out on your mind,

wanna talk about it?

- I met someone.

(intense music)

- Like, cheating on your husband met somebody?

- Look, please don't say anything. Alright?

I want you to meet him.

- Girl, hell nah.

You want Tek to kill both of us?

Wait, who is this person

and what happened to all that infidelity and other bullshit?

- That's only if he finds out

or get some type of proof, you know, of us together.

You know how this shit goes.

- Girl, you is playing one dangerous game.

- Ain't we all?

Anyways, I meeting up with him later

so I'ma need you to be my alibi, bitch.

- What the fuck?

So, what?

You gotta tell me what to at least go with, what's to say.

Like, 'cause can this nigga fight?

- We're supposed to meet up at the park

so as soon as I get there I'll text you.

- All right, girl.

(suspenseful music)

- I want out.

- What?

Want out what?

- This marriage.

Tek, you're a no good liar

and I do not wanna be with you anymore.

- Listen man, I don't know where the fuck this shit

is coming from, but you better pump

them motherfucking breaks right now, bitch.

- You see how you're talking to me right now?

I can no longer sit here and keep taking this abuse

from you anymore.

Not physically, not emotionally, not verbally, none of that.

I have worked too damn hard to be

the successful businesswoman I am.

And I'll be damned if I let you come through

and mess all that up for me.

And before I let that happen, I'm out.

(intense music)

(chair clattering)

- You think you's just gonna be able

to fucking walk away from me?

Don't let your commissioner find out

you been fronting money to illegal gangs out here, bitch.

- That's bullshit.

And even if it was true,

you are the only illegal motherfucker in my circle.

So that would mess things up for you, right?

And you the only person I'm giving my money to.

- Listen, man.

Don't act like you don't know who the fuck I am

and what the fuck I do out here.

I'm a boss in this bitch.

I don't give a fuck about you or your reputation.

- You know you had a queen on your side.

Your problem is you ain't know how to use it.

You lack the true responsibilities of being a king.

- And that's your problem.

You don't think I'm good enough for you.

- You're not!

I want you outta my house.

- You will never be able to fucking leave me.

You know what it mean when I let people go?

Wife or not, you expendable, bitch.

Hold that thought.

(Dana sniffling)

Yeah.

You could of at least chose a real nigga.

Who the fuck is he?

What's his superpowers?

- His superpowers?

The one night I was with him,

he fucked the sex memories outta my brain of you and I.

I don't even remember what it's like fucking you Tek.

That nigga had this ass bent over,

felt like he was in my neck.

(gasping) (intense music)

(sobbing)

- Yeah.

Look at you.

You're scared to death.

My lawyer gonna have a fucking field day

with these pictures and these videos of you

and this motherfucker.

- Yeah, good luck with that!

- Good luck with that, huh?

You know if this divorce shit happen,

I get half of everything

and you worth a lot of money Dana.

You a whole bag, bitch.

- And your problem is you don't know how to read between

the small lines.

- The fuck is that supposed to mean?

- Oh, our lawyer didn't tell you, huh?

- Tell me what?

- Oh if there's any type of proof of any infidelity

found on you, you get nothing.

- Bitch, and proof is what the fuck you don't have!

I got all the dirt on you!

What the fuck are you talking about?

- Now ask yourself Tek, huh?

How could Dana have been so stupid to slip up

and get caught? Huh?

I put two and two together long time ago

and decided to give it that same energy.

I just made sure I crossed my T's and dotted my I's

before I went in for the kill.

- Bitch, skip the motherfucking riddles, man,

'cause the only killer that's standing right here is me.

- I wanted to be seen Tek.

Look, to make a long story short,

I decided to let you and Miss Neeka

live happily ever after, broke as hell.

Surprise.

That's what the hell we was cheersing to

since you fucking her.

And if you really think you gonna try to kill me

to get a payout, you better be ready to prove

you ain't do it or have something to do with it.

'Cause either way you're fucked!

- You know how easy it is

to get rid of a motherfucker out this world?

Any papers come my way,

I'm gonna show you exactly how the fuck I get down Dana.

Starting with your little lover boy.

Royal is it?

You got until tonight to get rid of that motherfucker.

Or I'm gonna do it for you.

The out fuck out my face.

(Dana breathing heavily)

(door shutting)

(car beeping)

(sighing)

Yo. She know.

- [Neeka] The fuck you mean? How?

- Listen, I don't know how the fuck she found out

but what I do know, this shit need

to go in motion tonight, man.

Is your little fucking puppet ass puppeteer ready?

- [Neeka] Okay, look baby,

I can put 'em on his house tonight

and if she pop up it's lit.

Then the only thing left to do is, you know,

get rid of the loose ends, let the investigation pass

and we scot-free, baby.

So, look, just come to my house.

I got cameras here to document your whereabouts.

- All right.

Listen man, let's get this shit popping.

Make that happen right now, man. I'm on the way.

- [Neeka] Okay baby.

- All right?

- [Neeka] Relax. We good.

* They want that montey, that montey.

- Fuck.

(hip hop music)

* I'm only around big dog

* Balling and bounds kick out

- Hey, what happened to one of them chicks

you were after tonight, yo?

- Yeah, nigga.

* I put in work at my oh nine

* Me and me and my own if it go down

* My hands in the patek

- You thought I was gonna drop one of 'em off, right?

Nah, that ain't end up happening, man.

Understand me. (Royal laughing)

Look, I'm a stone cold freak.

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't...

- Hold on, yo, who's these catch right here.

Old country ass dudes. * Me and my own don't need medicine

* Ex on my ass on that Freddy shit

* I'm feeling that buzz, Billy business

- Aye, yo, do you know them?

- Nah, I don't know these niggas.

* Ex in that gas, keep a bag in it

* Ride through the tide, the bad sinner

* Yo bitch on my dick she an ass kisser

* I aint standing there bitch * She a back hitter

* Spin the block and get hit like the last stealer

* I about blood dividend

* Fill up the cup, bigger bed

* And my body on guard with the evil grinning

* When I step in the trap

* Better show respect

* No guard on my body, ain't going savage

* Fuck around and get your bitch and your clicker tag

* Who want it, I get it * Let's do the dance

* I'm only around big dog

* Balling and bounds, kick out

* Jumping through green, grasshopper

* Yo bitch cleaning up for a little powder

- Fellas.

Y'all know who I am?

- Nigga, I don't give a fuck who are.

Nigga, you come to my crib.

You know who I am?

(both chuckling)

(intense music)

- Ooh, yes.

- Shit can get real messy like this.

- Hey, yo, man. Drop that shit before your is boy gone.

- Nigga, please. We got the same gun.

What the fuck do you think I'll do to your boy?

What the fuck you think I'll do to your big ass?

- Not a goddamn thing.

- Fellas.

Relax.

We ain't come for the bloodshed.

I just came to deliver a message.

- Man, well deliver the motherfucker and get on, man.

Rolling up on us like y'all the only niggas with guns.

You see me.

- I get it.

Stay the fuck away from my wife.

It's the last time we gonna have this conversation.

- You must don't know shit about fighting

'cause you clearly in my range to catch this overhand

and I promise you you won't see it coming.

- Man, these niggas must not know nothing about us.

Y'all don't do enough research.

- This nigga really must think he a weed plant, man.

'Cause you keep getting loud

and I don't smoke shit but loud.

You understand me?

And I know how to roll up too motherfucker.

So spark.

Spark!

- You're an interesting character, man.

Your ass should playing a movie.

- Hell, you should too.

So I can kill your ass off

at the beginning

during the credits.

- When the movie first come on type dudes.

- Definitely interesting. Right?

- It is, right.

- [Greezy] Yeah. All right.

- You motherfuckers be safe out here.

- We is safe. You see me. - [Bubs] Hope you sleep tight.

- Well get your little thick ass on.

- [Bubs] Fuck you.

* Yo bitch cleaning up for a little powder

* Down on my dick and I still pop

* I put in work in my oh nine

* Me and me and my own if it go down

* My hands in the patek like its oh nine

* Step on that ball on it's co-defendant

* Out on my own, they really living

* Two to three came with a full stop

* Spin a block on that ball, my own shot

- Bro.

You mean to tell me you fucking another nigga's wife

and ain't say nothing?

She got some friends?

- Man, I don't even know how he found out.

- Man, how you think? She told him.

He definitely caught you slipping though.

What he got going on?

- Man, I don't know, man.

This nigga know where I live at now.

- You mean to tell me,

you fucking another nigga wife

and you don't know nothing about 'em?

You ain't never seen him?

Man, side niggas supposed to know everything.

- Do you know all the men to the women you be fucking?

- No, but see I don't care.

I ain't in it to win it. You is.

What you need to do is see if she's okay

because he probably beat her up.

He look like he do shit like that.

- Yeah, you right.

I'm about to call her.

- Oh.

See if she call you.

(phone buzzing)

- Shit, it's her calling right now.

- See.

- Hold on.

Hello?

Yeah.

Yeah, you need to come by 'cause we need

to talk about something ASAP.

Okay.

All right, peace.

- Man. - She about to come.

- Yo, can we just go in the crib?

You got cameras?

(Royal mumbling)

- Fuck!

(suspenseful music)

- Yo, bro.

What the fuck you got going on, man?

Nigga, do you see what we into right now?

Dude, how the fuck shit like this happen?

You're supposed to be on your P's and Q's at all time.

- Just shut the fuck up for one minute.

(knocking on door)

- Dang, that might be Dana.

Hey, what's up Dana.

- Hey.

- Dana, this is my boy Greez.

Greez, this is Dana.

- Hey. - Hey, Dana.

Well, okay, well I see why my nigga willing

to risk his life.

- Oh god.

- You dope as fuck.

- Baby, why you look upset?

- No further questions your honor.

- What'd I do?

- Your husband paid me a visit tonight.

- Oh, shit.

We got into it tonight.

- Oh my God, man.

Does he know, how, how the fuck does he know about us?

- Look, earlier before I saw you,

I found out through a private investigator

that this nigga been cheating on me with my best friend.

So I went to him, told him I want a divorce.

He threw some pictures in my face of you and me.

I know it was her who set me up.

She was the only person who I told when and where

I was gonna see you.

- But we supposed to be a secret though, even to her.

- [Dana] I'm sorry.

- So now your friend and your husband know about me

and I don't know shit about them?

- No, baby, it's, it's not like that. Okay?

Once I found out it was her who he was fucking,

I tricked him into signing the divorce papers.

Okay, I wanted her to see us together

so she run back and tell him and then boom,

they think they got something on me.

But check mate, bitch, no alimony, no nothing.

Look when this divorce is final, they're in my rear view.

- What the fuck man? Why?

How come you just not putting me onto this shit?

- I wanted to tell you earlier,

but all hell broke loose

and I thought he was gonna kill me.

- Come here, baby.

(Greezy sighing)

- Well, listen, I got one more question for you though.

Who the fuck is this dude?

(dramatic music)

- They call him Tek.

- Hold on. That's the dude they call Tek?

(Dana sighing)

No wonder why he ain't flinch

when I put this big ass gun in his face.

- Look, Tek is a very dangerous dude and I'm scared.

I'm scared he might try to kill me but

I, I'm willing to risk it all to be with you.

- Wait, so y'all willing to die for each other? Really?

That's what y'all doing?

So you in love, love.

Well, okay, well listen, I'm gonna tell you like this.

That nigga approach me again, I ain't saying shit.

I'm shooting his big ass and his homie getting the rest.

You understand what I'm talking about?

- Look, I need to go get some clothes.

Can I stay here for a couple of days,

at least until all this dies down?

- Of course, you already know that.

- All right.

- Well shit, nah, I think I need to come with you.

- No, no. Stay here.

Just stay on the phone with me and if anything happens,

please just come to my rescue.

(intense music)

- See Dana I don't trust that shit.

I think I need to ride with you right now.

- Just stay on the phone, okay?

I'll be fine.

- All right. C'mon.

Before I walk you out I'ma go use the bathroom

and then I'll at least walk you to your car.

- All right.

(music continues)

- Yo, nice to meet you.

(speaking faintly)

I like that.

- Okay, okay.

(music continues)

(gun popping)

(gun popping)

(gun popping)

(gun popping)

(gun clicking)

(music continues)

(gun popping)

(music continues)

- Oh my God, baby, no.

No, baby. You gonna be okay, baby.

- It hurts.

- You gonna be okay.

You gonna be okay.

- It hurts.

- You okay, baby. It's okay.

You gonna be okay.

(Dana sobbing)

- Will you marry me?#*

- Of course, of course, baby.

You know I will.

(Dana sobbing and mumbling)

- I love you.

No, oh my God.

Motherfuckers!

(TV playing)

(knocking on door)

- Let 'em in.

- Who the fuck is that knocking like the police?

Who?

- Detective Ross.

- The fuck is wrong?

- Man, it's the police.

- You Royal?

- No, I'm not.

(door creaking)

Follow me.

- Good morning. I'm Detective Ross.

I'm truly sorry about what happened here last week.

But I came by to follow up on the statement.

Can you tell me what happened again?

- A week later though?

Really? That's what you doing?

- All right, man. We already told you what happened.

Damn, man, ain't nothing changed from a week ago.

- Listen, per the statement

you said that her husband probably

had something to do with it.

- Man, he had to.

Who the fuck else gonna shoot that girl

in cold blood like that?

- For real.

- Man, he set that shit up cause she wanted my dog.

- Listen,

we brought him in for questioning

and he does admit to having words with you about his wife,

but he's got a solid alibi about his whereabouts.

- Yeah, but, shit I still ne,

I never even said that he killed 'em.

Now he, he definitely called the shot on that.

(sighing)

God, look Detective,

we all knew that Dana had a lot of bread

and she was ready to leave him.

- Listen,

this case is still under investigation

but as of right now,

we got nothing connecting him to this murder.

Plus the murderer was found in your house.

- Well thank God for the right to bear arms.

- For real.

- We'll speaking of the right to bear arms,

the murder weapon was found in your house.

- So that's it, huh?

Open and closed case?

Woman shot to death at her lover's home

with no motive?

- Listen, as it's being his wife,

he requested that we don't share any information

with you guys.

- Oh, man.

- But for what it's worth, I'm really sorry.

- Man, sorry these balls.

The real question is why?

Y'all gonna see we right.

(chuckling) Wild.

- You gentlemen to have a good day.

- Yeah, you too Officer.

(TV playing)

(door shutting)

Fuck, man.

- Big, bald head goof ass motherfucker.

- Bacon smelling motherfucker.

- Motherfucking head cooking, boy. Greasy as hell.

- Yo, that motherfucker is on some bullshit, man.

- I got some things to take care with Neeka real quick

and then I'ma get right back at you in a little bit, man.

But I'm home. You already know it is.

All right, bet.

(sighing)

Yo, bae.

- Ah!

Welcome home baby.

- What's up?

- That worked out easier than I thought.

- Oh.

- Yes. We didn't even have to get dirty.

I told you it was gonna work out.

Now you one step closer to becoming a millionaire legally.

- Well listen,

I hope you don't think we getting married for the long haul.

- Hold up. Wasn't that the plan?

We in this together.

Don't fuck around and get fucked around.

- Yo, you fucking trying to threaten me?

You fucking threatening me, yo?

- Why? It's making you mad?

- Dirty bitch. - Do something about it.

- You little dirty bitch. C'mon.

* Girl go touch your toes

* I'm just tryna go deep up in it

* I'ma snatch your soul

* When I start I'ma be submitted

* You say you about to laugh but you froze

* When you stepping up to me its different

* Real sex, I speak no gimmicks

* 'Cause I'm always gonna go home with it

* You aint never have this man in your life

* For some bands and some ice

* Got me fucking you good

* Got you calling for Christ

* Yes she switching positions

* That's all through the night

* Got my hands on your neck

* I'm just dogging you right

* Got you calling me daddy

* You just calling it right

* Yeah

* Yeah she's calling me daddy and she's calling it right

* Girl touch your toes

* Let me see you put that arch up in it

* Girl I'ma touch your soul

* 'Cause I'm beating for my heart that you get it

* You said I'm a dog

* I'm a dog, I go hard

* When I'm beating I'm barking with it

* Get that shit from the doctor

* He know my shit cracking

* Said put that lil spark up in it

(knocking on door)

- I'ma go freshen up

(knocking on door) and you go get that door.

- You're dangerous.

- You're dangerous.

- Micah Marshal?

- That's me.

- You have been served.

- Served what?

- I don't know what this one is,

but that one is an eviction notice.

You got 24 hours to vacate the premises

and only take what you can prove is yours.

- This is my house.

- I'm only doing my job.

Figure it out.

(door slamming)

- Figure it? This mo...

What the fuck?

(papers rustling)

What the fuck!

(dramatic music)

Gotta be fucking kidding me, man.

- The fuck is going on?

- This bitch forged my... she had,

she had to forge my,

this bitch had the forge my fucking name

on these papers, man.

- What the fuck are you talking about, baby?

- These are divorce papers! - What the fuck is...

- Nigga, these are fucking divorce papers.

- Are you fucking kidding me?

That clearly looks like your signature!

- I didn't sign this shit!

A fucking eviction notice and divorce papers?

The fuck I look like?

Come on, man.

- Well that's your signature.

- I gotta call this fucking lawyer.

He got fix this. This shit is wrong.

- You definitely need to go call the fucking lawyer

so you figure out what the fuck is going on!

(slow paced music)

- Fuck!

- This is not good.

- Well listen.

(Neeka sniffling)

I'ma have this lawyer come here.

You cannot be here.

So I need you to get your shit,

whatever you gotta do, get up outta here, man.

They going... fuck, we gonna handle this shit.

I'm about the call this motherfucker now

and have him come here.

So I need you to bounce.

Bounce, man!

* Broke my heart in two

* Ooh

- Fuck!

* Hear me crying out

* I cry and I cry and I cry

* Over you baby

- You always was one step ahead of me, huh, bitch?

(sighing)

I got you.

(knocking on door)

Come in.

(door slamming) - How you doing today Sir?

- How you doing my ass. Man, you know why the fuck you here.

Please explain to me Mr. Juan.

What the fuck is this?

- That's a copy of divorce papers

and on the back is a stipulation of your divorce

that you signed.

- I know what this is.

I did not sign this shit!

Why the fuck would I do that?

- I can't explain that either.

(dramatic music)

- So, tell me,

does this mean I'm getting some kind of payout due

to my wife's death?

- No.

The papers was already signed

before Ms. Marshall was killed.

- How the fuck do I get kicked outta my own house?

- Look,

within the contract that you signed,

if you was caught any type of way from infidelity

or cheating, you will lose everything.

- What the fuck do you mean cheating?

What the fuck are you talking about?

(intense music)

(sighing)

- She knew longer than you think.

By you signing

and by your signature being on the paper so fast,

the process went through immediately.

Oh, and Tek,

she changed her will.

(suspenseful music)

(papers rustling)

- So you mean to tell me

this nigga is in possession of everything

that my wife ever owned and I get nothing?

- I'm sorry.

There is nothing I can do.

Mrs. Marshall is no longer here to overturn anything.

The damage is done.

(dramatic music)

- Get the fuck out my house.

(door slamming)

(gun tapping)

- Girl, stop playing with me.

I'm always about my bag. What is you saying?

All right, let somebody get in the way.

Okay.

You think I'm playing with you.

- Get the fuck off the phone, man.

- Let me call you back.

What happened?

- Yo, this bitch played the fuck outta me, man.

Somehow she's got my signature on that paper.

And now the whole plan fucked.

- What are we supposed to do now?

They goin' take everything, Tek.

(dramatic music)

- Listen, I got an idea, man.

Look, Neeka, on some real shit

it's about to get real vindictive, man.

I'm talking about crossing boundaries, yo.

Real shit. Know what I mean?

You with me?

- Yeah, you know I'm with you.

So who the victim?

- Who the victim?

- [Neeka] Yeah.

- The nigga she left everything to.

Yeah, this shit about to get popping immediately.

I'm on this nigga's heels.

- All right, baby.

- Got me fucked up, man.

I'm on it.

(car rumbling)

- Ah!

Quick to pull that little bitch ass gun out, man.

- Yeah, I'm quick to bust this motherfucker too.

Gimme a reason.

- It must feel real good to be living in my shoes, huh?

- Look fam, I had no idea Dana was gonna do what she did.

But hell yeah it feel good. What's cracking?

- You must not know how far my reach go young man.

- Apparently not far enough.

'Cause I still got what you want.

- Mm.

- And you keep on popping up on me thinking I'm scared

of you, I'm gonna show you how much I'm not.

(Tek chuckling)

Yeah, I did my research on you Mr. Marshall.

I see how you give it up out here.

But I'll still fuck you up.

- Ooh, I like.

You should see the last motherfucker

who said some like that.

But that's a different story.

But like I said before, man,

you be careful out here nigga.

It's a dangerous fucking world.

- Sounds like a threat to me.

- Sound like that to me too.

- I ain't Dana, nigga.

- And I'ma keep that in mind.

(car rumbling)

- Tek is a very vindictive,

dangerous, dangerous ass dude.

And I'm scared.

- So now your friend and your husband know about me

and I don't know shit about them?

- No, baby.

(intense music)

(music continues)

- Oh, oh fuck.

Oh my god, I think I broke my leg.

(groaning)

- You alright?

- Oh, I think I pulled a muscle.

- Hold up, sit up here right fast.

Lemme check your leg out.

- Oh my god. (groaning)

Fuck.

So soon.

(Royal chuckling)

- It'll be all worth it.

Just trust me, okay?

- Oh my god.

You must do this for a living.

- Nah, I'm just, you know, good at touching.

- Well you better be careful before

you end up touching something else.

(Royal chuckling)

- You mean like your other leg?

I see it's over there getting a little jealous,

you know, since I'm rubbing on this one and not that one.

- Oh God.

You are so corny.

Does that line actually ever work for you?

- Uh, I had my days.

All right.

Try to stand up.

Just see how your leg is.

- Oh, shit.

- Oh dang.

What, look, let me walk you to your car.

That's the least I can do.

- Well I appreciate that.

But I stay up the street.

I can walk you to your car, though.

- Well, shit. Let's roll then.

- Hold up.

You ain't got no girl that's gonna kick a bitch

while she down, right?

(Royal chuckling)

- Nah baby, you ain't got nothing to worry about.

You're safe with me.

But what about you though?

Shit, I ain't gotta worry about no niggas

coming out no bushes do I?

- Honestly, the only bitch you need to worry about is me.

(intense music)

So be nice.

- Definitely will.

Come on, baby. Let's roll.

- Okay.

Oh, shoot.

See we made it safely

and nobody came to get us from either side.

(Royal chuckling)

- I see you a little comedian and all that.

Nah, but, yeah, I don't want to hold you up

so I'm about to get outta here.

I'll catch you another time. All right?

- So you not gonna ask me for my number or nothing?

You know I could've limped my ass over here by myself

and I don't put my arms just around anybody.

- Well cop a squat.

(laughing)

- You are something else.

- Well, look, I'll tell you another thing then.

How about you let me take you home

since you stay down the street.

- I might like that.

- You know what, wait a minute.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Let me get outta that.

You might mess around being a killer or something.

I gotta keep my eye on your ass.

(laughing)

- I am.

(Royal chuckling)

- Well get your ass in the car then Jeffrey Dahmer.

Come on, let's go baby.

* This ain't no puddle baby * You walking by me

* Got my attention

* You are a blessing

* Your body language is speaking to me

* No heavy message

* Baby, you're perfect

* Love every corner and every section

* I just want to take you home

* Rub your body and then caress it

* I pulled up on the X William man

* She said none existent

* Double oh seven

* This ain't a game or an easy mission

* Looked in your eyes

* Your heart been broken * That's why you're distant

* I can fix it

* Got the half of your heart (record scratching) *

- [TV Man] I ain't have shit to do

with what happened to you...

(birds chirping)

- [TV Woman] My peoples, Mr. Kiss.

- [TV Man] Mr. Kiss? Really?

(doorbell ringing)

That's what motherfuckers call you?

That's what... yo.

- Hey what's going on?

- Hey. How are you?

- You good?

- Yeah. Making it.

- Almost got stuck on.

Come on in and have seat.

- All right.

- You good?

- Yeah. - Well hold on, hold on.

Let me get through here first so I could.

- Ooh.

- Yeah, so let me pick up from

where we left off at the park.

- Okay. Straight to the point, huh?

I like that.

I ain't know you was living like this.

What'd you tell me you do for a living?

(Royal chuckling)

- I never told you. (chuckling)

Nah but, uh,

man, this house belonged to a very close person,

personal friend of mine.

She was killed a year ago and just so happened

she left everything to me.

- Wow, man. That's crazy.

I guess your dick game strong, huh?

(both chuckling)

- Oh boy.

- I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have said that.

I'm sorry.

- Nah, nah, you good. (chuckling)

Oh, boy. It was more like love between me and her.

She was planning on leaving her husband

and I think he was the one that had her killed.

- Wow.

- You know they never even charged him.

- So you think it was the husband?

- Hell yeah.

Look, if I didn't go to the bathroom the night

of the shooting,

me and my homeboy would've been dead too.

- Wow, man, I'm sorry to hear that.

But now that you mention that to me,

I think I heard about this on the news.

Was her name Dana?

(dramatic music)

- Yeah.

You know her?

- Who didn't? She was a boss bitch.

But, uh, let me ask you a question.

- Yeah?

- You don't think her husband gonna come after you

for taking everything that belongs to him?

- Man, I ran and to him recently.

I'll fuck that nigga up too if he tried.

Shit, she even said he was cheating on her

with her best friend

and that's why they got divorced.

So, shit, if you look at it,

he pretty much got what he deserved.

- But wasn't you cheating too?

- No, we never slept together

until after the fact they split up.

Look, one thing I know about Dana

is that she respected the fuck outta her marriage

even when he was doing wrong.

But you know what fucked her up the most?

Is when she found out it was her best friend.

(dramatic music)

- Well, you know, there's always two sides to every story.

- Yeah, that's true indeed.

* Ain't even got be your birthday

* It's your zodiac

* So put your hands up anyway

* We them kids

* I'm your gemini bae

* Cooler than the fan

* But I was told I'm crazy

* They say we got two sides

- Ooh.

You aint bring nothing?

- I ain't need nothing for your ass,

nigga what you talking about?

- You see it though.

You see it though.

Ah!

- What's good?

What's up my nigga, how you doing man?

- It's good man.

Look at this.

- Yo, bro.

I can't believe shorty left you all this shit, man.

Now what type of dick game you got going on man?

Teach me.

'Cause apparently I'm fucking up.

- Bro, believe me,

I was shocked when the lawyer came knocking on my door.

Fam, I called the bank to check my account

just to see if this shit was real.

- Well, yo, man, that's fucked up

that nigga got away with that shit, man.

I'm surprised you ain't heard from him.

That's enough to make a nigga commit suicide

or come kill your ass.

- Yeah, bro. I think about that all the time too.

But you know me, I keep my eyes wide open,

You hear me?

- Hey, I can dig that like a mofo.

- For real.

- You lucky motherfucker.

Yo, but you need to get you an accountant.

Take care of these bills we got going on.

But man, watch out man.

'Cause those motherfuckers greedy too.

- Yeah.

Damn, man, there's so much stuff I gotta do.

I just don't know where to start.

I did meet somebody today though.

- Word?

Well, shit, start living.

Meet some new people.

Get a fresh start.

Yo, Dana won't want you moping around

for the rest of your life, man.

Enjoy what she gave you.

Word.

- Yeah.

You know what? You right.

- Well good. Tell me about it then.

- What the fuck is there to tell,

shit, I just met her today.

I mean,

she like one 'em Instagram looking chicks.

Classy as fuck

with a smart ass mouth.

- Well man, look, I love it.

Yo look, see if she got some friend,

you know what I'm saying? We take them to Golden Corral.

See if they greedy.

'Cause I don't do greedy bitches, they cost.

You understand what I mean?

You ever been with a greedy bitch?

Man, they eat on a whole nother level than regular people.

(Royal laughing) You know what I mean?

(both laughing)

- I ain't fucking with you bro.

- I'm just saying.

- You a fool, man.

(Greezy laughing)

- Hmm, I like it when you use your key.

Make my pussy wet.

- Man, fuck all that shit.

How did it go?

- It was easier than I thought.

He don't even seem heartbroken over the bitch.

- Good.

So that mean you got a better chance of this motherfucker

being in you.

- Yeah.

- All right.

What's up with that fake ass killer you seducing though?

- Anyway, everything has to fall into place

before we get to talking about shit.

I ain't even married yet.

- Listen man, I need you to hurry the fuck up

and make this man fall in love with you.

I don't give a fuck what you gotta do to get to that bag.

We cannot fuck this up.

- I got you daddy. Dang.

Just gotta give me a minute.

It's not gonna happen overnight.

Just gotta do some real shit

to make this shit seem official.

Be patient.

- Listen man, do what you gotta do.

I don't give a fuck what it is.

I mean, everything he got belong to me.

- I know. I got you.

- So what's up Neeka?

You've been coming around for a while now

like you feeling a brother or something.

- I mean it's obvious I like spending time with you.

You know, just feel good here.

- I feel you.

Let me ask you something.

Why I never see you with your man?

- Well there's the reason for that

but listen,

I've been fucking with you for a minute

and I fuck with you,

and I know how you get down in these streets.

I got something I wanna talk to you about,

I don't really know how to say it.

- Shit, just ask.

- All right.

You know the man I marrying right?

He got a whole lot of money

and I plan on taking all that shit.

- Typical diva shit.

What you want from me?

- I want it all.

- Do you know what you asking?

- Do it look like I don't?

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* Got me feeling some type of way

* I don't wanna talk

* I don't want to hear it

* I've been dealing with some things

* That been fucking with my spirit

* All this jealousy and hate

* Everybody in they feelings

- So, Neeka, tell me.

What's your plans with my boy?

- Damn, is you his friend or his father?

- I'm his lookout. That's what I do.

- My plan is to be happy

and where the fuck is your girl?

(Royal laughing)

- Good one babe.

- Sure as hell.

- Girl, I'm a player.

I pick and choose as I please.

- Sounds like a typical dog ass nigga to me.

- Negative. I'm a side nigga.

That means ain't no obligations.

- I can only imagine what made you this way.

But I bet you you ain't never been faithful

to no real ass woman or day in your life.

- And you probably cheat 'cause you can look

like an Instagram hoe who got options.

- What the fuck, dog?

- Oh, my bad man. You right.

- Nah, you good.

But let me ask you a question.

Why do you think people cheat?

- Because the temptation.

The feeling of wanting more, better or different.

Shit, I fuck her 'cause the way she look,

the way she walk, the way her body look.

Maybe she just cool as fuck.

But the main thing, what nobody want to admit,

is everybody wants something different.

You know what I'm saying?

And I know you got options.

- A woman can have all the qualities a man is looking for

and he'll still gonna fuck a bitch in the projects.

And you gonna risk everything at home

just 'cause a bitch suck dick better?

- Shit, it ain't for everybody but yep.

'Cause that's what we do.

Shit, honestly a woman could suck and fuck

whoever she want when she want,

'cause she get off of that shit every day.

You know what I'm saying?

Probably get tired of that shit.

So it's easy for y'all to wanna settle down.

But, shit, us?

We get off of some ass we lit.

Especially if you think nobody gonna find out

about that shit.

- So pretty much what you're telling me is

that men have multiple women.

- Just like females got multiple niggas

but they don't want to admit this shit

because then they labeled as hoes.

And we get called players.

Shit, all y'all hoes.

That's why y'all so secretive.

You don't want nobody to know.

The first thing a woman say when she cheating

or fucking somebody she ain't supposed to

is, "Don't tell nobody or I'll deny it."

(chuckling)

And she done told three other niggas the same thing,

now all y'all got the same secret.

- Wow.

Bro you just went so much in depth into this.

Like goddamn, imagine we had other couples over here.

They for damn sure breaking up tonight after hearing this.

- So?

I don't give a fuck.

Man, it ain't my relationship.

- Man niggas cheat 'cause women don't tell, man.

That's why they can get away with it.

It be us that fuck it up man.

'Cause we want our boys to know

and your boys start hitting on you trying

to get the pussy too.

That's how shit get up.

- You know you are definitely gonna die lonely.

- What you mean? By not being married?

- [Neeka] Yeah.

- Shit, well I bet I die happy.

- Okay, on that note I'm gonna go ahead and leave you guys.

- No.

- I got stuff to do back here. I ain't got time.

This motherfucker right here being disrespectful.

Your mans do too much so

throw that out for me.

- [Royal] Goddamn, boy.

All right babe, I'll see you later.

(door slamming)

Goddamn bro.

Thanks for fucking up my night.

Damn, nigga.

I was ready to fucking eat the shit outta

that motherfucking thing.

- Well, I don't like her.

(intense music)

- The fuck bro?

You don't even know her.

- That's why I don't like her.

Trust me bro.

My instincts ain't never wrong and she ain't right.

Dana was the one that died to be with you man.

She look like the bitch that'll kill your ass.

- Man, anyway.

Man, fucking with you I forgot to tell you

that I ran into dude's ass recently.

- Nigga, get the fuck outta here man.

You just now telling me this shit man?

Yo, you gotta do better bro.

How you know this man aint still sitting up there

plotting on you to take your ass out and me too?

- Yeah, that's my bad.

You right.

Hey well, shit, I did stand my ground though.

- No, it ain't about that bro.

You know what I'm saying?

You already know we, we was warned

how this nigga get down man.

The person that told us is dead now.

Yo, you took everything from him man.

You think he just gonna chop that shit up as a loss?

- Yeah, you right. I fucked up man.

I should have told you, my bad.

- Yo.

Stop playing with this man.

We seen what he capable of.

I ain't going out like that.

- You right.

I got you next time, I'm gonna let you know.

- Yeah man.

- But shit, look, and fuck all that.

Are you going at least apologize to me

for fucking up my pussy?

- I aint apologizing shit.

I told you I don't like the bitch.

- Now that's fucked up.

Square, toe head motherfucker.

- [Greezy] Yeah, I, I hear you.

(car rumbling)

(door shutting)

- Hey baby.

- What's going on? What we looking like?

- Look we good. I got him.

Besides his ignorant homie, everything else should be easy.

- Don't worry about him.

I'm gonna kill that BDI motherfucker personally.

Know what I mean?

- Yeah.

- But listen.

I got some things to handle on these streets,

you know what I mean?

And I need to make sure that you really into this.

I mean, 'cause I'm trying to get this shit popping

so we can get back to where we belong.

But I need to know that you really with this.

- You sure you ready for the next man with me?

- Listen, you know like I know

this shit is only temporary man.

Do whatever you got to do to get this man to marry you

so we can get to that bag.

And whatever your little puppeteer thing you got

going on with this little miscellaneous motherfucker,

put him to work man.

Know what I mean? So we can get back to business.

- I know baby.

So pretty much what you saying is I'm about to be rich.

- Listen, I'll tell you what.

If everything goes as planned and you fuck me on this,

there ain't nowhere you can hide man.

- Cut it out.

We in this together.

I got you baby.

- Fuck ever. Get this shit popping.

Let's go man. Tell your boy to get popping.

* What you do to the cat * I can't think straight

* Got my mind gone

* Sipping on Hennessy and I don't even drink

* Trying to cover up the pain

* Your toxic and now don't need that in my life

* I don't

* I'm trying to build you up

* You trying to tear me down

* I thought our love was strong but I guess I was wrong

- Hey.

I'm gonna get me a pool built out there

so I can see your fine ass in that bathing suit.

(Neeka laughing)

- I would love that. That's gonna be fun.

(Royal chuckling)

Yes, that's exactly what we need.

Um, I'm gonna go to the bathroom, babe.

- All right. - I'll be back.

- Man, let me ask you something.

(dramatic music)

- How come Neeka aint got no friends man?

No homegirls, no family, no nothing.

- Bro.

I don't need to know her friends

'cause in all reality her friends ain't my friends

and my friends ain't hers.

Damn, as long as I'm happy I don't need to meet her friends.

(music continues)

- Man, look bro.

Something don't sit right with me about your shorty man.

- Why Greez?

'Cause she ain't got no friends for you to hunch on?

Now she suspect?

- Exactly.

Besides, you know, I think y'all moving

a little bit too quick man, don't you?

(music continues)

The woman of your dreams died in your arms, man,

a year ago and you in love again already?

- Says the nigga that told me

that Dana would want me to be happy.

- Man, look, you can take it how you want to take it man.

But shorty ain't right.

- Well, damn, let me be the judge of that.

(music continues)

Damn bro.

Can I go back to my comedy now?

- Man, what the fuck ever. Where my waters at?

- You blind motherfucker, it's right there.

(music continues)

Nigga you said water. That's wine.

- Damn, this wine?

Jesus done did it again.

(Royal chuckling)

- You a fool boy.

* Its 4:00 AM and my phone ring

* A face pop up on my screen I never met before

* Its been a couple years since I heard from shorty

* I pick up my phone

* I'm about to cut

- Baby?

- Yeah, what's up babe?

- Can I, uh, talk to you for a second?

Want you to stand with me.

Look baby, I know it's only been a year

and I need you to know I think you are the most amazing,

the most caring man I've ever met.

I have never loved a man as much as I love you.

- Well ain't this some shit?

- And I know I may sound stupid

or I'm moving too fast.

But baby I love you.

- Hey I don't understand what you're trying to say.

- I guess what I'm trying to say is

will you marry me?

- Man, what the fuck? No!

What the.

- Greezy! Come on man.

Enough is enough.

- Man, why the fuck is she getting on her knee

to propose to you in marriage?

Ain't that shit supposed to be the other way around?

Man, she up to something man.

- Man, please baby.

- I don't approve this message.

- Don't let this idiot spoil our moment please.

You know you want this just as much as I do.

- Babe, get up.

- Yo, I ain't sticking around

for the outcome of this shit man.

Yo, you dumb as fuck

you say yeah to this girl man.

I'm talking about stupid.

Plum dumb. A fool.

- What are you doing babe?

- I'm doing exactly what you see.

Look, it don't even have to be a big wedding.

We can just go downtown. We can make this happen.

- You serious, huh?

- I'm dead ass serious baby.

Look, I don't wanna be with nobody but you.

And I hate to say this but

I'm seeing exactly what Dana seen in you.

Look baby. We could do this.

Look, look. I didn't even bring a ring.

I'm serious.

I want us.

- This is really happening.

- For real baby. Forever, please?

- You know what?

Fuck it. Yeah we, let's go do it.

- Yes?

- Yeah, let's do it. (Neeka yelling)

Let's go do it.

- Thank you baby. (Royal laughing)

Oh my god.

- Okay, let's do this shit.

(Neeka laughing)

(Royal laughing)

Fuck it. Fuck it.

Marriage.

- I'm getting married.

* Break up

* And then we make up

* And then I wake up

* I don't need no faith

* Yeah, this is toxic

* But then I love you

* This could've been perfect

* But you know sometimes

* Damn your demons, they get in the way

* They fucking up my energy

* Ooh, go get the money * Go to the bag

* I'm getting the hell out the way

* I don't understand

* Why you treat me this way

* I thought this was true love

* And you wanna marry me

* But no, no, no

- Quit playing with me.

- Boy, nobody playing with you.

* Oh my

* Back and forth we go

* Back and forth we go, oh

* I slow it down

* Slow it down, slow it down

* Yeah

(door slamming)

- Damn, bro.

You looking at me like you got something to say.

Like what's up?

- Shit, you really wanna know?

- Nah, I'm just asking for the hell of it.

- Well fuck it.

I'ma tell you for the hell of it.

Your girl cheating on you.

- Come on man.

You just saying that 'cause you don't like her.

- Nigga, you right.

I don't like her.

'Cause if I liked her I'd have took her

to the side like, "Yo, cut that shit out."

But I don't like her so that's why I'm telling your ass.

- Look bro.

Just 'cause we got some going on between us

don't mean we can't fix it.

- Man, if you don't fuck around to be on a fixed income.

You know bro, you been making a lot of bad choices lately

and this shit started with her.

Get your shit together man.

For real.

- You changed.

Shit, I remember you used to make breakfast

for the both of us in the morning.

What happened to that?

- And I remember we used to make my leg shake

while we had sex. What happened to that?

- Look, I know we ain't been on the right track lately

but as a husband I feel that we can fix this.

- And as a wife I think we need to give each other space.

- Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

What type of space do you think a husband and a wife take?

My definition of space is going into another damn room

or having a night out with the fellas

or something like that.

What's yours?

- Definitely not that.

- Well if your space got anything to do with another man,

I promise you I'll make both of y'all

y'all personal limited spaces right next to each other.

Because honestly I don't even know what the hell I did.

(intense music)

- So you a killer now Royal?

- How bad you wanna find out?

'Cause I refuse to be humiliated or embarrassed

by any woman.

Don't fucking play with me.

(knocking on door)

(Neeka sighing)

- This nigga.

Don't you got somewhere to be?

- I do but you won't.

You keep trying to play my boy.

He gonna kick your ass smooth the fuck out.

- You must've forgot a run around this bitch.

- Typical ass woman, man.

Man, this shit only temporary.

- You know I don't like you, right?

- Oh, shit.

What?

Look at my face.

Do it look like I care? 'Cause I don't.

- [Royal] Who at the door?

- A stray dog!

- [Royal] Tell him to come in the kitchen.

(Neeka chuckling)

- See? Even he knew who you was.

- And your mama knew it'd be me too.

- You an idiot, motherfucker.

(door shutting)

- Shit, bro.

Your wife hate the fuck outta me man.

- I ain't too far from the list either.

- Man, I'm saying I just don't understand though.

Why you continue to put up with the bullshit man?

You ain't never been no sucker ass nigga man.

But she sure got your ass sucker-fied.

- Wait a minute.

That's coming from a man who don't got no ties with anyone?

Well you know what bro?

I don't think I ever seen you

in a relationship last longer than six months.

And I've known you for a long time.

(Neeka stomping)

- And there's a reason for that.

- Wait, hold on. Where do you think you're going

on a Saturday morning dressed like that?

- The CEO of the company is coming in

and I'm on entertainment duty this round.

It's a woman.

- Well, shit, you must be trying to fuck her

'cause you just like a....

- Greez!

- True, true, true.

Right, right.

- Greezy,

you get a fucking life.

And as for you, don't wait up for me.

(door shutting)

- Shit, man.

Had to see if her ass was gone first.

- Look bro. And you call me sucker-fied.

- I'm saying, what'd you do to her though?

- Bro, that's what I'm trying to figure out.

And I'm, I'm not cheating.

- Well, shit, that's the problem.

If you was

you wouldn't be giving a fuck.

She wanna come home late? I don't give a fuck.

She wanna argue about dumb shit? I don't give a fuck.

- Yeah, but brother,

I want you to realize that it's still some people out here

that care about they marriage and relationships.

- Well clearly your wife not one of 'em.

- Bro.

Do you know if she leave me

she gonna try to take everything?

- Look, you know we go way back since elementary school man.

I'm gonna keep you a hundred with you all times man.

Whether you like it or not.

- Yeah and that's why you ain't got no friends now.

- I'm cool with that too.

But like I was saying man,

your wife a prime example of why I'd rather be single.

- Man, that's fucked up.

- The truth always is.

Look, my opinion about relationships ain't for everybody.

You know what I'm saying?

You the type, honestly,

you the type of person that wanna be happy

and in love, and I want that for you.

I'm the type of man that want be happy

and in lust with different women.

And I want you to want that for me.

- You're a real piece of work. You know that?

- Man. My psychiatrist said that same thing to me man.

You know I'm trying to fuck her too.

That's why I go, you know what I'm saying?

I don't need her to tell me what's wrong with me.

Shit, I already know that shit.

(Royal chuckling)

- You a fool.

- I can be.

But yo, I can be real vindictive if I need to be.

You understand me?

- I'll keep that in mind.

- And then close them motherfucker,

if shit gets thick,

(patting chest)

I'm here.

(Royal laughing)

- You wanna kill my wife bro? (chuckling)

- I mean you said that.

(intense music)

- Damn, even out in the early morning weekend

you look stunning.

(Neeka chuckling)

- I was thinking the same thing about you.

Can I come in?

- Oh, my bad. Of course.

Come on.

So what's going on Neeka?

Plans with your husband?

- No, I had a little time in to waste

before I go meet with this lady.

I figure I come spending with you.

- Oh, that's what's up.

I'm always grateful when you come around.

But let me ask you something.

- What?

- We've been messing around for about a year now

and I still don't know what this man look like.

- And he don't know what you look like either.

- Hmm.

- Look, I'm married,

so if you see me out with somebody,

please play your position.

- How long you think I'm supposed to play this game?

- As long as you plan on getting some pussy.

- Man.

- Look, the quicker I get him outta my life,

the quicker we could be together.

We either gonna get divorced and I get half

or he dies and I get everything.

Plus a big insurance pay out.

- How much?

- That ain't your business.

- Hmm. That's a tough string you trying to pull.

- But it's worth it.

The only thing we gotta worry about is his homie.

They always together.

- You must really hate this dude

to wanna be paying me to kill him.

(Neeka sighing)

- Look,

the man ain't got a crazy attitude.

I ain't wanna tell you this,

but he hit me a couple times

and I could have called the police,

but I knew that wasn't gonna make him wanna do nothing

but try to kill me.

I just want out.

- He your husband.

- And I'm an opportunist.

I didn't marry him into love. I married into money.

And from what I heard about you,

getting rid of people come easy.

- So that goes to show you I'm serious about my shit.

- Why you think I'm here?

Look, I got a hundred thousand for you.

I'm gonna give you 20,000 up front

just to show you I'm real.

You good?

- Shit, can't go wrong with that.

So I finally get to know who he is?

- All in due time.

His homeboy be trying to fuck me on a low.

So getting him along gonna be easy.

(intense music)

- Listen, you fuck me on this

and I'm gonna kill you and everybody in your circle.

- Look, just relax.

It's gonna work out as planned.

- All right, I'm with that.

- But look, I gotta go to the office for a bit,

but I'll call you later so we can finish playing house.

And one more thing, if this gonna work, can't nobody,

I mean nobody know what we up to.

- Man, I don't tell my business shorty.

How do you think I made it this far?

- Okay, I'm holding you to that.

All right.

* Toxic baby

* Toxic

* Toxic baby, you toxic

* Toxic, toxic

* You toxic baby, you toxic

* Hey, its poor that shot

* You toxic baby, you toxic

* Hey, hey

* Said you toxic baby, you toxic

- Hey, boss lady.

- I first wanna say thank you for taking

the time outta your Saturday to meet me here.

I'm just so excited about getting started.

- Girl, I am glad you here.

We definitely could use some women power around here.

All this penis around this building.

I'm sorry, I was probably a little too blunt.

- Trust me, I know exactly where you're coming from.

But I must admit, not every man's a dick.

There's some really good ones out there.

- Oh, trust me.

Mines is definitely a catch.

- So tell me, what does this beautiful city

have to offer outside of this sexy ass office?

- Well, it depends on what you're into.

City has plenty of options,

but you, being the CEO of a multi-million dollar company,

can have who and do whatever you want.

- This is true.

But my main focus is to help build this company up even more

and find a man to share my success with.

- You single?

- For now.

- I hear that.

Well this is your meeting and once everyone gets here

the floor is all yours.

Ain't that often you get to meet the CEO of a company.

- I'm more down to earth than you think.

And I'm far from bougie, but don't get it twisted.

I am about my business.

- As you should be. It's part of being a queen.

Well, boss lady, it was good talking to you.

So I'll talk to you a little later.

(intense music)

* You want a nigga to hold you

* I'm trying to get that thing * Hold me

* Touch me

* Love me

* I'll be

* Everything and anything you need

* Never let me go

* Hold me

* Touch me

* Love me

* I'll be everything and anything you need

* Never let me go

* When you hold me in your arms

- Wow.

Bro.

She is stunning.

* Amen

* Take me to ecstasy

- Really? Stunning?

Nigga, who the fuck talking like that?

I don't know why the fuck you looking at her anyway.

Ain't like you gonna get up and say shit to her.

My nigga, what you drinking?

- Man.

Go, go get me a long island.

Double.

- Motherfucker, you going to die drinking that shit man.

You alright man?

We gonna get you some help bro.

- Hit me, please.

- Sure.

- Hey yo, bartender.

- What the hell you want Greezy?

And you know bartenders not my damn name.

- I'm saying, well I forgot that shit

'cause you ain't gimme no booty.

Man, let's get drunk and forget what we did.

- Oh, so now you want to T-Pain a bitch.

(laughing)

- I'm sorry to be laughing so hard but you stupid.

- I'm saying but they wasn't a joke,

that was dead ass.

- I bet you were.

- And whats your name?

- Who your friend?

- Who your friend where?

- Over there.

- So your name "who your friend over there"?

- No, Mr. Funny man.

I'm talking about the guy you came with.

- Oh, you talking about that nigga over there?

- Yes.

- Oh, okay.

Well that's my man Royal. He a business man.

He killing, you know what I'm saying?

He got a no good ass bitch that he married to.

He needs some new conversations in his life, matter of fact.

- You must be his brother, friend or something.

- I mean is it that obvious?

I'm saying you want me to give him a message or something?

- Do I look like a child to you?

I mean you spoiled it when you said he was married.

- Yeah, but he don't like her though.

- Then why not get a divorce?

- Because he a content motherfucker.

He ain't gonna leave some shit he already got

unless he get something better.

That's where you come in.

- Uh-uh.

You not about to use me to free your friend.

Do I look like a project to you?

I mean I hope everything works out though.

- Hm. So, you want me to leave?

- Uh, yes.

- All right. That's cool.

Well nice to meet you who's your friend over there.

(intense music)

Yo.

Shorty said she wanna hunch on you.

- Huh?

- Sike nah, I'm just bullshitting.

Nah, she probably out your ugly league anyway.

- Yo, what the fuck is you even talking about?

What'd you say to her?

- Shit, I told her you was a married man looking

for a way out.

She ain't fall for that shit though.

- Bro,

can you please not speak up to these women about me bro?

I got this.

- You keep telling yourself that.

Look man,

can you at least try to have a decent conversation

with one of these women, man?

Nothing more, nothing less.

You would be surprised how good that shit feel.

I'm telling you.

- Bro, bro.

Do you ever think about settling down?

- Yeah, probably one day when my nuts don't work.

When I'm old as fuck nigga. (laughing)

Well shit, by that time it won't matter.

Sex won't matter. You know what I'm saying?

So fuck it.

- Fucking crazy man.

- I'm just saying.

- Where the fuck is my drink?

- Oh, shit. My fault.

(police sirens blaring)

(intense music)

(phone buzzing)

- Hello?

- Yo, Neeka listen.

I let you fuck this man for a whole year.

It's time for him to pay the piper man.

He gotta suffer for the shit he did to me.

- I'm working on it

and I don't wanna mess it up 'cause you can't be patient.

- Yo, what's up with that man

you got lined up to take care of this?

- He sound like he dumb enough up to take the fall.

Even though he don't know that's what he finna do.

- All right.

We need to make this happen as soon as possible.

I can't wait for him to see who took his life from him.

Know what I mean? You gotta week to wrap this shit up.

Don't make me have to have this conversation with you again.

- All right baby.

I'll talk to you later. Okay.

(door shutting)

- Since you here, we gonna finish our conversation?

- What conversation?

- From this morning?

- Look, I said enough. We can talk about that tomorrow.

- Well look,

I have a little business corporate meeting tomorrow

to attend.

You trying to come there?

- I'll pass and I think you should save yourself

the humiliation and not go either.

- Wait a minute. Hold on.

Like I already know I fucked up in a few quarters and sales,

but I'm gonna get that back up.

I just need my wife there with me to do that though.

- And how exactly am I supposed to do that?

- Man, if I gotta explain the position of a wife

with the husband who's trying to build an empire,

then maybe this marriage was a mistake.

- You think?

You know what?

I'm about to go.

- See man, that's what the fuck I'm talking about right now.

- No, you can argue with your damn self.

(door opening and shutting)

- The fuck is going on man?

* Still don't know my name

* Still don't know my name

(energetic hip hop music)

- I see you cool breeze.

- Well hello, I see you.

Boy, you, well you sharp as a barbershop razor.

- Look at it now.

(Greezy laughing)

- Yo man, these motherfuckers know your worth.

Otherwise they wouldn't keep inviting you to they shit.

- Yeah, well David, the owner of Frightened Industries,

just hired a new CEO.

So I guess, you know, he just want to give

a warm welcome with some prominent business owners

and good people.

So, uh,

behave yourself.

- Man, around all them rich people?

I'm gonna be on my best behavior. You understand me?

- And that's exactly what I'm worried about.

- Nah, listen man, we cool.

You know what I'm saying?

But yo,

soon as one of them women gimme that, come talk to me look

it's lit.

- What type of look is that?

- I mean that, that's when she looking up and down,

you know what I'm saying?

Give that sexy smirk and then she walk away.

That means she want you to shoot your shot.

- Well tonight I don't want you to shoot a goddamn thing.

No wack ass pickup lines.

No basketball, no bullet.

I don't want you to shoot shit.

- Man, you so damn weird, bro.

- Yep. And we going be some weird motherfuckers tonight.

(Greezy laughing)

Come on nigga. Let's go be great.

(Greezy laughing)

* What's your sign

* I'm your gemini baby

* Cooler than a fan

* But I was told I'm crazy

* They say we got two sides

* Yet I must admit you motherfuckers is right

* Nah, I already told you bout time

* And shorty got it going on

* I'm still that guy

* Now how you like my ride

* It goes up and down and side to side

* Bring that back, bring that back

* I'm your gemini baby

* Cooler than a fan

* But I was told I'm crazy

* She said she like my style

* She said she like when I'm cool

- What's up baby?

- What up, babe.

So what's going on Neeka?

What we got going?

- The sooner we get this done,

the quicker we can both go home happy.

I got a little spot we could bury 'em.

Nobody will find him.

Question is how we gonna get him there.

- So you want me to kidnap a motherfucker?

- If that's what you want to call it.

Look, once we get him,

we can torture him for whatever we want.

But that nigga gotta disappear.

* Toxic baby

* Toxic, toxic

* Toxic baby

* Toxic, toxic

* You toxic baby

* You toxic

* Hey, its poor man shot

* You toxic baby

* You toxic

* Hey, hey

* Said you toxic baby

* You toxic

- Yo, man.

I'm definitely getting me some corporate booty tonight.

All this corporate ass up in here man.

All seem better for you already.

I don't even know these bitches.

- Bro, please don't embarrass me.

At least put on a front like your a professional.

- What, oh that's fucked up.

- And so is your train of thought.

- True, true, true.

- Look bro.

- You got that.

- Look,

can we please just have a good time

at this bullshit ass party so I could get back home?

- What? Get back home to Neeka?

Oh, hell nah. We finna turn the fuck up man.

Yo, I'm sending all the pussy your way.

The first time you turn something down,

I'm smacking the shit out you. Deal?

- Man, bring your goof ass on man.

(dramatic music)

- Why do you keep coming over to this house like that?

- You must have forgot.

This is my fucking house.

- Not according to them court papers.

- Listen, is your man ready or what?

- I think he ready.

- Neeka, I cannot go on a fucking, "I think."

I need a yes.

It'll be a lot easier for me to...

- I'll do it tonight.

You need to worry about your alibi

and make sure it's good.

So they don't think you retaliating.

- I like the way you think.

Get that shit popping.

* Toxic baby

* Toxic, toxic

* Toxic baby.

* Toxic, toxic

* You toxic baby, you toxic

* Its poor man shot

* You toxic baby, you toxic

* Hey, hey

* Said you toxic baby, you toxic

(playful music)

- Yo, bro. That's crazy man.

- I was trying to tell you.

- Damn, I didn't think that was her.

- It really was though.

- You boys seem to be having a nice little chat over here.

Hi, I'm Tory.

- Pleasure to meet you, Royal.

- You as well.

- All right. - Thank you.

- So you do have a name.

- Don't we all?

- Well you must know some people in high places.

- I am the high place.

- Oh shit.

I think I'm in love.

- So, did I miss something?

- Oh shit.

I'm going over here with the Christians.

- I think that's a good idea.

- Come on, Neeka.

- Hello everyone.

I wanna first start off by saying thank you

for welcoming me to this beautiful city

and powerful company.

My sole purpose is to send everyone home happy.

I want everyone to get what's coming to them.

- Hey, are you gonna be home at a decent time?

Shit, keep it a hundred,

you've been doing a lot of disrespectful ass shit lately

and it's gotten to a point where it needed to be addressed.

- Well I have plans of going out tonight

to have some drinks

so I'll try to get home at a decent time

if you get whatever it is on your chest off.

(Royal sighing)

- So on that note, if you allow me to do what I have to do,

you'll see I know how to make shit happen.

- If I ain't know no better,

I'd think that bitch was talking about me.

- Here you go.

I wouldn't flatter myself.

This day is not about you.

- Anyway,

I didn't wanna be a party pooper so I came.

Can we just talk like normal people, you know?

Have a good time. - Yeah, we could do that.

- Yeah.

- Can I sit with you this time?

- Well shit, you sure I won't cramp your style?

- You suit my style just fine.

- Well how come you ain't tell us you was

the H and IC in this motherfucker?

- At the time, there was really no need to.

- But hold up.

You were just questioning me about my boy the other day.

I don't rock like that shorty.

- And that's good to know.

I was just making sure I wasn't choosing the wrong friend.

- Oh don't get it twisted.

I'm the shit.

My homie the shit too.

- For a man to speak up in boy's defense

when he is not present, so attractive.

- Word?

- Word.

I take it that's his wife sitting out there?

- Man, please don't get me started on that bitch.

I told my boy from the jump something wasn't right with her.

No, the death of his soul mate fucked him up.

Ever since then, there've been bad choices

after bad choices.

- Why do you say that?

- She got down on her knee to asked him to marry her.

That's a red flag right there.

Like she was trying to marry him for his money or something.

And he fell for that dumb shit.

Now he thinks she's trying to get a divorce.

- What happened to his friend Dana?

(suspenseful music)

- Hold on, how you know about her?

- People talk. I just feel sorry.

- Well, she got shot in cold blood right in front of me.

You know what I'm saying?

I'm dumping back off,

ran outta bullets or something.

Fuck, the gun jammed, some shit.

But all I know is if it wasn't for Royal,

I'd have been cabbage.

- No suspects?

- I mean, yeah,

they considered the dude that Royal killed at the crib

made it an open and shut case.

But we know Tek had something to do with that shit.

(intense music)

She was planning on leaving her husband

to be with my boy,

and he had that girl killed.

Now Royal inherited everything she had in her possession.

- That's crazy.

- Look, I got my boy back either way.

But shorty? She a dog.

- Does he ever see the husband?

- I mean yeah, he ran into him a couple times,

you know what I'm saying? But if it was, if it was up to me

he'd have been maggot food.

Him and that fat motherfucker he be with.

- Karma always has her place in life.

I didn't mean to upset you.

I could see your true friend

and we all need somebody like you.

- Shit, nah,

you keep flirting with me, you gonna get fucked.

- Just when things were going good.

- You know, there goes my boss. Excuse me.

- Fucking bitch.

- Girl, you sounded amazing up there.

- I just wanna get out these clothes, go somewhere

and chill, relax and listen to some music.

- Well I have plans on going out later. You should join me.

- That's all I needed to hear.

Send me the address, I'll be there.

- Okay, well, I mean, you know,

you being the boss lady and everything,

how you feel about being in the hood?

- Lady, outside these offices?

I am the streets.

- Okay.

- I just run them differently.

- Oh, well say less.

How about we, uh, link up about eight o'clock?

- I'll be there.

- Okay, talk to you later.

(intense music)

(dramatic music)

- Yo, is she serious?

Where the fuck she at? Why we waiting outside?

- All right, man.

She ain't from here.

Just making sure she's straight.

- Man, shit.

- Listen man, fuck all that.

Now that we done took over the pride land,

we be out here for a while.

We still got more work to do.

You know what I mean?

- I feel you.

- Hey Google, set my alarm for five minutes.

(music continues)

(car beeping)

- This must be her right here.

- Yo, who the fuck is that?

- The person we've been waiting on.

- Goddamn.

You ain't say she look like that though.

- Yeah, she look like that and she out your league.

So don't even waste your time.

- Shit, you think so.

- Silly ass.

- Well hello everyone.

- What's up girl? You taking somebody's man tonight.

- And I promise you I'm that nigga you can take.

- How flattering.

- It's kind of funny how a woman of your stature

and wealth out here in a place like this.

(suspenseful music)

- You're right, but I'm not your average woman.

I know where the streets are hitting from.

(phone buzzing)

- Is everything okay?

- I'm so sorry.

I absolutely forgot that I had a paper due by tonight

for the quarterly review.

Can we please take a rain check?

- Sure.

- Yo, can I at least walk you to the car?

It's dangers out here.

- I think I'll be okay, big guy.

I know exactly what you look like.

I'm sure I'll see you again.

- Well can I at least get your number?

- Negative. I said what I said.

- Now move your big ass to the side and let her go.

- Okay. Okay.

- Girl, go do what you gotta do.

- Okay.

- Now listen man, you go ahead to the club.

Know what I mean?

I gotta take care of some shit with Neeka.

We'll just meet you there.

- All right. - All right.

- I'll holler at you though.

- All right bro. I'll see you in a minute.

- All right.

- So what we looking like?

- We lit baby. We ready.

This is just our first line of defense

to make sure we got witnesses just in case it's a blow back.

- Now listen,

you not really loving this motherfucker is you?

I'll let you rock with old boy for a while man.

You sure you good?

- Pretty soon, I'll be on top of the world

and that's the only thing that matter to me.

- We.

We going be on top of the world.

- Baby, you know what I meant.

Come on, let's go.

(intense music)

- [Bubs] What's up baby? You change your mind?

- [Tory] Follow me.

- [Bubs] All right, I'll follow.

(music continues)

- Shit, you must be done with your business already.

- I'm just getting started.

(gun popping)

(intense music continues)

- So what you think?

- This is perfect.

(gun popping)

- You must have thought I was one

of them flum dumb ass bitches.

Fuck I look like? Dana?

You really thought I was going to marry this man,

kill this man and take all of his inheritance

and give that shit right back to you?

Yeah, I'm gonna kill you.

I'ma kill Bubs.

That fake ass husband of mine, his ignorant ass friend.

What the fuck calls themselves Greezy?

Anyway, I might just keep fucking on that nigga

that made all this possible though.

'Cause he don't want much

and your ass ain't never did shit.

Dana was good to

but you fucked all that up.

For a bitch that don't give a fuck.

- Bitch, fucking came at me. (coughing)

You came, you came at me.

- I was fronting!

I came for the money.

Plus these streets ain't generating enough.

(gun popping)

(intense music)

- [Greezy] Yo what the hell your goofy ass over here trying

to make man?

- Something that you ain't about to eat motherfucker.

(phone buzzing)

- Yo?

- Where you at?

- I'm at my boy Royal crib.

Bouta pull out though.

Why? What's up?

- Hang out there for a few more minutes.

I wanna come and see you.

- Stop playing with me boss lady.

It's 10 o'clock at night.

Now I done told you about flirting with me.

- I'm on my way.

- Well how do you know where my man stay at?

- Because you gonna give me the address.

- Aight, cool.

It's 490 Broadway.

Aight, see you in a bit.

(clapping and snapping)

- Nigga, what the fuck is you so happy about?

- Nigga, I told you I was gonna get some corporate ass.

That boss lady chick, she on the way here right now.

You understand what I'm trying to tell you?

- For what?

- Nigga, what the fuck you think?

It's booty call hours nigga.

I'm about to have her (humming).

(Royal laughing)

- Huh?

- She is bad though.

- Hey. I think she the one.

- The one of what?

Nigga you know you don't get down like that. (laughing)

- Nigga, it's a first time for everything.

(Royal laughing) - You understanding me?

Shit. (mumbling)

(suspenseful music)

(gun popping)

(music continues)

- Put that gun down, player.

(music continues)

- [Neeka] Baby, just do what he say, please.

- Okay, okay. I got you, I got you.

Just tell me what it is you want from me. Hold on.

- I told you put the gun down.

- I just put it down. - Damn, baby.

I ain't know it was that easy.

- Wait a minute, baby?

Neeka, you know this nigga?

Why the fuck is he calling you baby?

(gun popping)

(Neeka screaming)

- Yeah, Neeka.

I'd love to know why this man's calling you baby.

You truly didn't know who this bitch was, huh?

- Wait a minute. Hold on.

Wait a minute.

One of you bitches gotta tell me what the fuck is going on.

And Neeka, you as my wife,

I deserve a right to know what's happening.

- Watch your fucking mouth.

- Okay, you got it.

- But let me explain.

See Neeka out to kill you to get your money.

Point, blank, period.

See the first plan was to kill Dana

so they can run off with her money.

That didn't work.

And then when she makes you in control of her estate,

Neeka marries you just be married to your money

and then boom, you're dead.

And then Neeka is left with everything

they don't left you with.

She spoke so highly of you but was afraid of her husband.

- Wait a minute, you, how you know Dana?

Like, she said she never had no family or even spoken none.

- Who are you?

- I'm her sister.

(gun popping)

- [Royal] Oh, shit.

- Are we gonna have a problem here?

- Yeah, I mean no,

but I'm trying to figure out like how, how we going,

how we gonna clear this up?

- I ain't explain shit.

I said what it was.

Y'all do some gummy arrangement

and leave me the fuck outta it.

I would've killed Tek too but she beat me to it.

- How do you know that?

- I followed him after the bar.

Right after I killed Bubs.

I didn't know this other guy was gonna be here

and things happened too quick.

- [Royal] Oh, shit.

- Oh, I forgot about you.

- Oh, bro.

Damn, I thought you was dead man.

- Baby!

- Baby?

- I thought I lost you.

- Huh? (mumbling)

- So y'all get y'all stories straight

about what happened here

and why that bitch tried to have you killed,

and call me when you get to the hospital.

- You gonna be okay?

- No face, no case.

Daddy, you gonna be okay?

- Yes, mommy.

- You should have died.

- Don't say that.

I can see why she loved you so much.

Now get my baby to the hospital.

- Come on man.

- Wait, hold on.

- Well, we all in the clear.

Everything played out to a T

and thank God I wasn't charged with nothing.

- That's nice to hear.

- Yeah.

So Tory, I wanted to ask you,

how come Dana never spoke of you?

- Typical family drama.

She was mad at me

but when she called and told me she thought

she might be in trouble, none of that shit mattered.

She told me all about you

and the plan for you guys to be together.

- How come she didn't leave everything to you?

- Because I had my own money.

I mean I was the reason why she was as wealthy as she was.

I don't need this job.

I mean I was really gonna resign

but I think I have a reason to stay.

You think you can handle a lady like me?

- Shit, I'ma sure try.

(phone buzzing)

- Tell her not to call you anymore.

You know what?

Matter of fact that goes for any bitch in your phone.

- Hello?

Yeah, um,

don't call me no more.

I mean never.

I'm in love.

Peace and blessings to you.

- Good boy.

- Yes mommy.

- You thirsty?

- Yes.

- Boy, you corny as fuck. (laughing)

- Man, I'm in love with a killer.

- Get your dumb ass out of here. (laughing)

- Nigga, fuck you talking about?

You was in love with a killer too.

Look man, I'm buying her ring a tomorrow.

I don't give a how much money she got.

Nigga, we lit.

You understand me? * Still don't know my name

* Still don't know my name

(hip hop music)

* So tell what's your sign

* Yes, I'm a gemini

* What's your sign

* Yes, I'm a gemini baby

* Tell me what's your sign

* Yes, I'm gemini

* Tell me what's your sign

* Yes I'm a gemini

* What's your sign

* I'm your gemini baby

* Cooler than a fan

* But I was told I'm crazy

* They say we got two sides

* Yet I must admit you motherfuckers is right

* Nah, I already told you bout time

* And shorty got it going on * I'm still that guy

* Now how you like my ride

* It goes up and down and side to side

* Bring that back, bring that back

* I'm your gemini baby

* Cooler than a fan

* But I was told I'm crazy

* She said she like my style

* She said she like when I'm cool

* She said she like me wild

* I said I know we freaks

* I said I think we kinda shy

* But baby girl not me

* Now however you say it

* Me plus I

* Gemini baby * Now tell me what's your sign

* She said a libra baby

* What's your sign

* She said a Scorpio baby * Now tell me what's your sign

* She said an Aries baby

* What's your sign

* She said a Virgo baby * Now tell me what's your sign

* She said a Sagittarius

* now tell me what's your sign

* She said a Capricorn

* What's your sign

* She said a Pisces baby

* Now tell me what's your sign

* She said an aquarius

* I'm only around, big dog

* Baller and bounds, kick out

* Jumping through green, grasshopper

* Yo bitch cleaning up for a little powder

* Down on my dick and I still pop

* I put in work in my oh nine

* Me and me and my own if it go down

* My hands in the patek like its oh nine

* Step on that ball on it's co-defendant

* Out on my own, they really living

* Two to three came with a full stop

* Spin a block on that ball, my own shot

* He frame me on go but they working

* Plug on the line, birds in

* Try moving strong, belly twins

* Me and me and my own, I don't need medicine

* Ex on my ass on that Freddy shit

* I'm feeling that buzz, Billy business

* Big go to my body, blazing Billy

* Bout to fuck up the powder

* That bad business

* Ex in that gas, keep a bag in it

* Run through the tide, the bad sinner

* Yo bitch on my dick

* She an ass kisser

* I ain't standing there bitch

* She a back hitter

* Spin the block and get hit like the last stealer

* I about blood dividend

* Fill up the cup, bigger bed

* And my body on guard with the evil grinning

* When I step in the trap

* Better show respect

* No guard on my body, ain't going savage

* Fuck around and get your bitch and your clicker tag

* Who want it, I get it

* Let's do the dance * I'm only around big dog

* Balling and bounds, kick out

* Jumping through green, grasshopper

* Yo bitch cleaning up for a little powder

* Down on my dick and I still pop

* I put in work in my oh nine

* Me and me and my own if it go down

* My hands in the patek like its oh nine

* Step on that ball on it's co-defendant

* Out on my own, they really living

* Two to three came with a full stop

* Spin a block on that ball, my own shot

* He frame me on go but they working

* Plug on the line, birds in

* Try moving strong, belly twins

* Me and me and my own, I don't need medicine

* Pour up a cup and get elevated

* That money and murder premeditated

* All about racks since I berated

* He playing my pack

* Girl, you acting all mad

* Like you really wanna fight

* We both know the truth

* You need it in your life

* I try to kiss you once

* You turn away twice

* It's so cute

* The little games you play

* Tell me leave when you mean stay

* I try to leave but can't walk away

* Girl

* We are made for each other

* Get pissed in the bin covers

* I hate you

* I love you

* It's time that we make up

* I'll bring the henny

* I'm tired of fighting

* Its time we make up

* Have us a party

* Girl just chill

* We gonna wake up the neighbors

* Doing what we do

* I'll bring the henny

* I'm tired of fighting

* It's time we make up

* We gonna have us a party

* Girl just me and you

* We gonna wake up the neighbors

* Doing what we do