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- Hey, hey.

- Whoo!

And I'm going in.

- Oh!

- Don't worry about it.

Pick it up where you left
it, where you dropped it off.

- Bitch don't feel like tucking.

- Cash rule everything around me.

And I'd kill a fucking
nigga trying to down me.

Kicking pimping, trying
to kill me on the top.

All the nigga talk shit.

I really want to talk.

All they want is cash, right?

Yeah, I want that ass too.

All these niggas talk shit.

Tell me what you're gonna do.

I'm gonna go and pop shit.

Niggas I'm the top shit.

Everybody talk, God damn on the top.

- Hey!

- Stay on top, stay on guard.

Free cool wop, Gs on me, Gucci I be.

All of 'em, I don't need no rap-a lot

to clap a lot.

Niggas wanna tell 'em you in Camelot.

- If you want to cap a
lot, I'll do a cap a lot.

And all these niggas talk shit

but I boom shit.

Other niggas talk shit,
but I've been the shit.

See, I just hop in the shit.

And I might peel off in it.

- Hey, we don't even know you.

What you talking about?

Keep on running your mouth,

you'll be a bitch your mama helps.

Matter fact, you're gonna
be pushing flowers up.

Matter fact, who is you to fuck us up?

- Oh!
- You gonna fuck us up.

Sell 'em 100 dollar kits.

Sipping that lean, yeah
you see I'm slow as shit.

Slowed up or poled up.

- That's my city.
- Man, fuck you.

This my city, nigga.

What the fuck you talking about, pussy?

- Oh really, really?
- Yeah.

- Straight up.

- Moved to Atlanta
for this music shit

- Labareis.

- That's my little brother Kenny.

- Labareis!

- He's cool as hell with the flow.

And just died in front of my bitch crib.

Somebody about to die.

- The dangerous trend

of gaining street
credibility in the rap world

is high in statistics
in black on black crime.

We ask the question, are the streets

and the industry one in the same

when it relates to violence?

Reporting live, Atlanta, Georgia.

- It wasn't right!

He didn't steal nothing or none of that.

And this motherfucker shoots my brother

in broad daylight, in front of everyone!

Right in front of Labareis' house.

This don't make no sense.

Everybody knows Labareis
don't play no games.

But then nobody sees shit, right?

- Kenny was killed
in front of his brother

Rilla's side chick's house.

Blu.

And this is Desiree, his sister.

I'm her boyfriend, Cortney.

- The bad part is,

she just found a letter
that Kenny got last night.

He got selected to be
on the TV show "Turnt."

And a million dollar record deal.

Now this fucked our whole family up.

Pray for us.

- We don't know
if Kenny knew this dude,

or if the dude got mad

'cause he lost in a rap battle.

Or if somebody was trying
to take Rilla's spot.

We started with his family.

We don't know.

But I'm sure Rilla gonna find out.

- Yeah look, I'm okay, Cort.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Just go ahead in mama house.

I need to do this.

- Okay, look.

I'm gonna be right behind you.

Alright?
- Okay.

- Meet you there?
- Yeah.

- Alright, love you.
- Love you.

- Oh my God!

Oh God.

- First of all,

I'd like to give honor and praise to God.

And as you can see the pain of a mother.

Losing a child is one of the most

unnatural things in nature.

I can't imagine the pain
that a mother go through.

Though even when he finally
reach this destination,

when you finally, finally
reach this destination, mama,

you know what you can have?

You can have joy on your face.

Because we all will be here.

But you can have joy on your face

that Kenny is in a righteous way.

That he will be able to give,

and gave his life for us.

Amen.

- That's my wife.

We ain't been cool lately.

I think she's just here

for the love of my mama.

In my hood, everything goes.

At least everything goes through me.

I don't trust no nigga.

Except Blu.

She handles all my shit.

But she loves a nigga for real.

- I'm Kenny's uncle.

Listen, let me tell you this.

This is nobody's fault.

And especially not yours.

Okay?

What was your name, again?

- It's Tanya Clark.

- Tanya Clark.
- Kenny's girlfriend.

- Okay, Tanya.

You just be strong, okay?

You just, just be strong, alright?

Now listen.

Let's go join the rest of the family.

- We thank God for every meal
that landed on the table.

Before going to bed at night, we pray.

And the next morning,

we pray thanking God for
letting us see another day.

And I continue that with my children.

My youngest son, he
used to say this prayer.

Now I lay me and mama down to sleep,

I pray to the lord my soul he'll keep.

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the lord my soul he'll take.

And Jesus took his soul.

Now I see the faces of
my remaining children.

I see the pain.

I see the hurt.

I see the revenge.

And that's why I live in
Revelations 21 and four,

that says you've got to put
God before your children.

Says you have to put God
before your children.

I will say that 100 times
until I can smile again.

So please pray for me.

Please.

Now, Kenny wanted to be a rap star,

but I wanted him to be a doctor,

and I never listened to that music.

But I want to hear Kenny's voice

coming out of every speaker in this house.

And we're gonna sit and have this meal

the way Kenny would
sit and have this meal.

- I have it in my phone.

- Rilla didn't
make it to Kenny's re-pass.

It's hard on him, I know.

But he out there turning
every stone he can

to find out who killed Kenny.

- What's up, baby?

- What's up?
- Then?

What's the urgent meeting about?

- I think I know who killed Kenny.

- How sure are you about that?

- I'm 100% sure.

- So what do I need to do?

- I need to talk to Rilla.

- Now, you know that ain't gonna happen.

- I need to talk to Rilla.

- Baby, calm down.

- Don't tell me to calm down

when the motherfucker that killed Kenny

is coming after his ass next.

- Well I guess you right.

Let me go holler at him.

- What's up?

- I need to talk to you.

- You here, right?

- I need to talk to
you about your brother.

- What the fuck did you just say?

- I need to talk to you
about your brother Kenny.

- What you know?

- I know about this much.

I know that, well, I
won't say where I was...

- I don't give a fuck about where you was.

What you know?

- Well, I know who killed Kenny,

and the person that killed Kenny said

that you were next.

- Get the fuck up off my porch.

- Man, if it was me,

I'd add a whole block out.

It is what it is.

It's gonna be what it's gonna be.

- You're right about that.

- I ain't playing with these lames, nigga.

I ain't playing with nobody.

I fuck around to catch a body.

- Yeah yeah, I mean,
this feeling is mutual.

You know that.

It's just that loyalty shit
I'm stuck on, you know?

I don't want nobody getting out of line.

- Man, don't even trip.

These niggas is lame down here, man.

I'm from Philly.

You know how that Eagle do.

- Right.

It's just a nigga shooter came to the crib

with some chick with that Escalade.

She talking about little bro.

- It's probably her niggas.

It's her boyfriend, dog.

What's her name?

- I don't even know.

We'll call Sugar though.

- He gonna need a new bitch.

I got him.

What you doing with that?

- That's for you, what you mean?

- No, put that money up, man.

This is loyalty in a physical form, yo.

Put that shit up, man.

- Ah, fuck it.

- We out.

- With all this pain

my momma was going through.

Now it was time to tear
this motherfucker up.

- Nigga be shouting
me, blowing my phone up

talking about money.

I don't want to talk about money.

You know what I mean?

Shit, you know, your shit on point.

God damn!

- See the reason
why Rilla is so powerful,

'cause he move different.
- Hey!

- He ain't got
to touch you his self.

- What's up?

- He got killers on the payroll.

No cap.

This is Zina Holloway.

Zina is his baby momma.
- What's up?

- And she would
literally do anything

that nigga asked.
- For what?

- Ride or die.

- Why do you keep putting
your hands in your pockets?

- Plus, she's
sexier than a motherfucker.

- You're not getting my fucking number.

- And she don't take no shit.

- Cortney wanted me to rap for Blu.

I got a major connect in the music world

out there in LA.

Rita Robinson.

Running everything.

So I'll do it.

I'm fucking with her.

- I don't give a damn what
you singers care about.

Sure, you love music.

Music is your world.

I know music, and I know business.

But I love money.

That's why Robinson Music Group

has had over 80 top 100s.

Something like 30 top 40s,

and a handful of top 10s.

But you want to know why we haven't had

any number ones in over two years?

Because of egos.

For a lack of a better term,

a bitch is quick to turn Hollywood.

But you,

Tamela, you have a
flawless stage presence.

You write your own songs.

And your voice is so
melodic, it's like an angel.

But that ain't gonna get
your ass to number one.

- The same thing.

The same thing that all day we do.

- And you're gonna be
the one that's buying it?

- Of course.

- You're gonna be the one that is buying?

- Why are you playing me like that?

- It's crazy that you're gonna
be the one that's buying.

Ain't no way I was buying.

- Where the fuck you going, playboy?

- No, wait a minute.

Wait a minute!
- Shut up nigga.

Don't move nigga, I'll school you nigga.

Pull out, bro, pull out, bro.

Let's move, let's move, let's move.

- So, you said you're
gonna chill out, huh?

That means you're gonna
spend some time with me?

- No, I got to make
some moves in a minute.

Just want to take a little nap.

Why is you drinking?

Give me that bottle.

- Maybe I wouldn't have had to drink

if you was here at home.

- So what, you got excuses now?

- It's not an excuse.

I'm just saying, I would appreciate it

if you would hear me.

- I ain't trying to do all that.

- I be messing with you.

- No, not right now, baby.

You're tripping.
- I'm tripping?

- Yeah man, you know my nigga's stressing.

- Okay, this was to un-stress you.

- Yeah, I understand.

I get it all the time.

- I'm trying to make love to you,

you're pushing me off of you.

It's bullshit.

It's exactly why I'm drinking right now.

You know, I don't have to
deal with this bullshit.

It's supposed to be always.

- I finally
caught up with Rilla.

After he made his momma promise

that he would keep Kenny's dream alive,

and start rapping himself.

And after all this filing and shit,

we got a chance to kick it

about publishing and all type of shit.

But I really don't think he give a fuck.

All he know is the streets.

To tell you the truth,

I think he feels guilty
about what happened to Kenny,

'cause Kenny was trying
to tell him about "Turnt"

the night before he got killed.

But Rilla didn't listen,

'cause he was just worried about the bag.

- How do you turn

a street nigga into a rapper?

I don't know.

But this is Turnt Studios,

the biggest music TV show in the world.

And Kenny was about to be on it.

Now I'm about to get Rilla on it.

- The only other person

that the hood is worried about is Meko.

And Meko don't like Rilla.

He don't like to see
nobody get money but him.

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

What the fuck is up with you, man?

Mom and sis been saying

you ain't been dropping
down like you supposed to.

What's the problem?

- I didn't want to tell you.

East Blake, it's over.

- What the fuck you mean it's over?

Man listen man, 12 ain't
gonna touch that hood, man.

They know I've been
taking care of that block

for years now.

Man get the fuck out of my
face with that bullshit, man.

- Rilla, Rilla sent
Holloway through that money.

She dropped 250 racks.

So she came back this morning,

she ate everybody out.

What you want me to do about it?

- What I want you to do about it?

Man, go get my block together.

And if you ain't got it
in you to kill a nigga,

think about momma.

Man, get the fuck on, man.

Come on, man.

You ready?

- That's your little brother?

- Yeah, man.

For some reason, he said
he needed street cred.

For his rap career.

So you know, I put him in trap.

But he ain't built for this shit, bro.

Come on, let's go.

- This dumb ass promoter

done fucked around and
crossed Rilla over some money.

And as his manager,

I'm forced to stick my head in the middle

and make sure nobody get their ass killed.

How are you gonna play
us for the 25 though?

- Cool it, man.

I ain't playing y'all, bro.

I mean things as they go the way that they

was supposed to go, man.

I mean, you know, it's
like that sometimes, man,

when you're in this business, man.

I mean, I barely broke even.

- Dog, don't insult my intelligence, man.

You came to me for 25.

I said I didn't want to
have nothing to do with it.

You go to Rilla for the
10, plus another 15.

Told him he was gonna headline.

- Man, y'all must not communicate.

Ain't you his manager?

Man, he did headline the show, bro.

I mean, he just chose not to go up, shit.

That ain't on me.

- Three o'clock?

I ain't no rookie, my nigga.

Who the fuck headline at three o'clock?

- Man, bro, you not, but he is.

I mean, he said he'd get his money

in the streets, anyway.

- Yeah.

Tell you what, you better
hope he don't find out though.

Because he'll blow your
motherfucking head off

for shit like this, and you know that.

- I mean, he ain't
throwing a thug out here

with guns finally.

You know what I'm saying?

But, at the end of the day, man,

I got a situation next week at Blu house.

I put him on that show,

I give him 10K.

I mean, the rest of it,

we're just gonna have to
work that shit out, man.

- Wow, that nigga is not
finna go for that, man.

I'll run it by him.

For real though, I'll shoot your ass

my motherfucking self, my nigga.

I got you started, you
turn to a motherfucking

janky promoter on me?

- Y'all ain't messing
with no janky promoter.

- Then I hear you, I tell you what.

If you're lucky, I'll see you there.

- Alright.

- That don't mean you
come out of hiding though.

- That mess don't hide, bro.

- It's like he don't care
about anything anymore.

Not me, not our relationship.

- Girl, he is something else.

But one thing I can say is that

deep down inside, that
boy really does care.

Maybe sometimes a little bit too much.

- I don't know.
- But I mean,

you a strong sister.

One of the strongest girls I know.

- Getting up to go to work
every morning, that's strong.

Going shopping, buying
cars, that's not strong.

When you love somebody so much

that your whole being is just like

attached to them and your
mind, your body, your soul...

- Some feelings, some
feelings are like drugs.

They can bring you to your highest high,

but then have your whole world
come crashing down on you.

- That's exactly how I feel.

Like a fucking crack head.

- Ever since Kenny died,

Rilla has been a totally different person.

You know how he used to be

when Kenny used to perform?

Flying the family out to
Cali, first class, and shit.

- Yeah, we was like
celebrities or something.

Back when things was good.
- Yeah.

Well, Kenny had just got the confirmation

that he was supposed
to perform on "Turnt."

They set him up with
some distribution deal.

The first person he wanted to
call and tell was Labareis.

Called him all morning, but
he never even picked up.

- Wait.

I didn't know that.

That's probably why Labareis
feels so responsible.

God.

- It's been really,
really hard since then.

You know how close me and Rilla was.

I know he could be a asshole.

He ain't a rapper and gangster.

He a gangster that really rap.

- Well, he gonna make me stop listening

to rap music, period.

- What?

- Especially his music.

Like, his new song "Used To Be,"

I think that's about us.

- Like I said, that is my brother.

But if you feel like you
want to deal with his shit

in some type of love relapse,

I mean, I'm just going to respect that,

but just know, accepting
the residue of the drug,

is gonna make you a desperate woman.

- Girl, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I got so many different emotions.

I just wish I could have
what you and Cortney have.

- Girl, girl.

I did six months in love rehab.

- What, really?
- Yeah.

Child, I was something
like a crack head, too.

- Oh my god.

- Hold on, I got something for you.

Wait, let me see if you remember.

- Let me see.
- You remember?

You remember when Kenny performed this?

- Girl, yes!
- I mean that guy.

- Oh you better.

We love you Kenny.
- We love you.

- Cuz, what's going on, man?

- What's up god daughter?

- Oh my gosh, I'm in Atlanta

looking for my favorite cousin.

I'm actually just checking
into the hotel room.

- Oh okay okay.

Well shit, which one are you at?

I'm gonna come too.

- Oh alright that's what's up.

I'm at the Franklin, I'm in room 1015.

Hurry up because I got something

I want to show you anyway.

- Alright cool, just let me take this

fool real quick.
- Oh my God.

You gotta be the sweetest guy I know.

Tell my cousin I said what's up.

- Will do.

I'll see you in a minute.

- Alright okay, see you soon.

- Bye.
- Bye cuz.

- Get your bitch ass up.

Fuck, nigga.

Who did it, nigga?

This bitch ass nigga.

Man, he knows something.
- Wait a minute.

Wait a minute!
- Answer, motherfucker.

- Wait a minute.

- Get your bitch ass up.

- No!

Wait, wait, wait.

- Hold up hold up hold up, man.

Rilla nigga, hold up.

Put that shit nigga.

Man this fucking nigga killed Kenny.

- Why are you here?

Why are you here man?

- Okay.

I know who did it.

- I know this bum
ass nigga didn't kill Kenny.

But fuck it.

I'm about to send a message,

'til I find out the nigga that did.

- What's up, Cuz, what's up?

- What's up?

- How are you?

Oh my gosh, I missed you.
- Yeah baby.

- Oh, I smell something good for a change.

What you got on?

- That's some puffy shit,

you know what I mean?
- Oh my gosh.

There you go.

It smells good though.

- Yeah, it's straight, it's straight.

So tell me, where the
hell have you been at?

- I've been in Cali.

I thought it was gonna be permanent,

but looks like I'll be moving
to Miami in three weeks.

- Damn, so you only here 'til then?

- Yeah, just until then.

You know, I'm gonna be doing some PR work.

- Okay.
- And I got a big deal

or whatever so they're gonna fly us out.

Yeah we got a big first project coming up,

so I'm so excited.

- Oh okay okay that's cool.

- Yeah.

- Huh.
- What?

Where are you going?

What you thinking about?

- No I don't, look, look, look look.

It ain't nothing really,

it's just bittersweet to me.
- Yeah.

- You know what I'm saying?

I'm happy for my Cuz, your success,

but I get to thinking about this

whole Kenny situation.
- I know.

It makes me sad too, it really does,

and I think about what happened to him.

He was so hot.
- Yeah.

- Man he was so hot.

I'm not saying that my artist
isn't, I'm not saying that.

- Look, listen.

It's on top of that, he listened.

- Yeah, he did.
- You know what I mean?

He had all his ducks set in a row,

plus, you know that show "Turnt?"

- Yeah.
- He was about to be on it.

- I know.
- Yeah but see,

what fucked me up is we
live in a time right now

that young black men, we get killed.

You know what I mean?

It's cool to kill us, no excuse.

- Yeah, you ain't never lied.

- You know what I'm saying?

Then on top of all that,

I had to deal with Rilla.

- Labareis.
- Right, so you know.

- Oh that's a mean
motherfucker right there.

- Word.
- He takes care

of his people, though.

- Yeah, he do.

He the realest, no doubt.

But his problem is he
think that street shit

gonna get us to the top.
- Yeah.

- You know what I mean?
- Yeah.

- He don't even want
no fucking publishing.

- He don't want no publishing?
- Yeah, I told him.

Ain't no doorways in the street,

and ain't nobody gonna open no door

for people on the street.
- No.

- Right?
- Yeah, that's crazy.

- Right.
- So you talked to him?

I mean, I'm just saying, you know.

- I talk to him every motherfucking day.

I even got on the court,
bet him on the side.

- No.
- Guess where at.

- No, don't even say.
- Lavanderia.

- Get out of here.
- Yep.

- Dang, I wish we were kids again.

- Yeah.

- I used to whoop your ass on that court.

- What?
- Oh, I didn't?

Yeah, well you had a jumper, though.

I will give you that.

- Look, I still got the
motherfucking jumper.

- No you don't, no you don't.
- Listen listen listen listen.

Fuck all that.

All I'm saying is Kenny is dope.

- Yeah.
- But Rilla two times

doper than him.
- I know.

But it wasn't his dream.

- Okay, well, I get that.
- Yeah.

- So if he die, the dream die,

and Kenny die with him, right?

- I mean, I don't know.

I'll talk to him.

- I don't think he gonna listen.

Listen, want to hear something funny?

- What?

- I told this nigga

that we need a EPK.

You know what that is right?

Guess what he said.
- What?

- Nigga, ain't no problem
with my motherfucking heart.

- No he didn't.
- Yes he did.

- No he didn't!

He thought you were talking about a EKG.

Get the fuck out of here.
- Yeah, yeah.

No books, Google, nothing.

He just tripping.

- That nigga Labareis, that's crazy.

Well, check it out.

You taught me everything I know, though.

- Right.
- So at the end of the day,

we just need to make it his dream too.

- Okay, I'll tell you what.

We got a show at Blue Ivy.

It takes a couple days,
might even be tomorrow.

You could just talk to anyone.

- Yeah.
- Cool?

- That'll be good.
- Alright.

- Is Desi gonna be there?

- Oh man.

Desi ain't been to no
shows since, you know.

She's going through all that, whatnot.

- Oh man.
- But look.

She do got a new number though.

You know what I'm saying.
- She has a new number?

- Yeah.
- Why haven't given,

why don't I have it?
- I'm about to give it to you.

Listen.
- Why don't I have it?

- Hold up hold up hold up.

You getting a pen?
- Yeah.

- Okay look, guess what
happened the last 10 years.

- What?

A pen.
- We text now.

I'm gonna text you.

- No, oh my god, you're funny, okay.

- Yeah, I'll text you.
- Well text it to me

before you forget.

- No I'm gonna do it right now.

- Oh listen, we need to go by the court.

I could whoop that ass again.

Or are you too scared, you chicken?

- On that note.

I will see your ass tomorrow.

- Alright, whatever.
- You remember where it's at?

- Well yeah I remember.

How could I forget?

- Alright, I love you.
- Love you.

- You never get mad.

I have a meeting this afternoon

with a couple big wigs.
- Do you?

- Yeah.
- Well that's exciting.

Do you like it here?
- Yeah I love it.

- Oh my gosh, I'm so
excited to see you guys.

Always so busy, so I never
have down time, you know?

- Yeah.
- I don't have any

family in Cali, so.

- Well, Cortney said
you was going to Miami.

- He told you that I was going to Miami?

Geeze, I still see he
tells you everything.

Gosh, I am though.

That's where I'm gonna lay my hat.

- What you mean lay your hat?

- Yeah I'm a realist, some don't like it.

Yeah.

That's the good thing about
the business though, you know.

Like all the major states
with the most influence.

I wouldn't mind living in those places.

- You know what, you're right.

I never really thought about it like that.

New York, Cali, LA.

It might be interesting.
- Yeah it should be fun.

So look, I was so excited
to see Cort last night

that I forgot to show him this.

Okay, it's the last copy and
I think you should have it.

- Oh my God.

This is back when Cortney was in the game

and he went to Kenny's school.

- Yes!
- He autographed it for him.

- Is that not crazy I saved it?

- Oh my God, Tanya, he's
gonna be so excited.

- Look.

Oh man.

- Miss Stanford,
your meeting's here.

- Give me a second please.

- Oh.
- I love you girl.

- You've got to go already.

I'm happy for you too though.

But check it out, I'm
supposed to meet Cort later,

but he'll probably chicken out, you know.

I always cross him on the court.

I'm pretty sure he don't
want to get showed out.

So, if he doesn't show up,
will you give him this?

- Yeah, I got you.
- Alright thank you.

- Donyale was my first cousin.

She handled all the publishing

of some of the biggest names out there.

So I thought it was a good
idea that she talked to Rilla.

But unfortunately, my
backup plan didn't work.

She just gave Des her acceptance letter

from this big company out in London.

She leaving tomorrow.

And she didn't want to tell me to my face.

Hope I see her again.

- I never know
what Rilla gonna do,

but I did get the call from Donyale

we got his paperwork straight.

So let's see what the night brings.

- I ain't gonna lie.

I was shocked that Rilla
accepted the offer from Kevin.

You know that promoter that
I was telling you all about?

Look like he having fun.

Rocking the crowd, people know his song.

Really remind me of Kenny.

But still though.

Something don't feel right.

- See y'all soon!

- See, I ain't
never been a street dude.

But I understand her.

I also understand to
be a real street dude,

you got to be a killer.

Even if you ain't one.

See, last thing you need is the whole hood

to think you soft.

So even if you ain't a killer,

you gotta be a killer.

And forgiveness, in the streets?

Man, that's for God.

It's otherwise just an emotion

that'll drive hate, anger, rage,

and of course revenge.

Step on a man's pride,

that will get your ass killed.

Especially when you're dealing
with a killer's killer.

- Where's my motherfucking 25,000?

- My Nigga, yeah, what's up?

- My nigga.
- What's up, you got it?

- My nigga.
- You ain't got it?

- My nigga!

- I was telling Zina to shoot up

the motherfucking house.

She done shot up the wrong house.

She seen a white Escalade and went crazy.

Then I hear this nigga Meko.

Looking for me.

- I'm not sure you want to
come at that man like that.

- Whatever, listen.

All I need you to do is
see how his clock ticking.

And besides, you need to take your ass

to the gym, anyway.

Or better yet, why don't
you come over to my gym?

- Fuck you, Meko.

- Trying to keep
my mind off my brother.

So I'm like my brother, I'm in the studio.

Shit.

Meko sent his sister around to be nosy.

She know how it is.

Killers don't talk.

I'm gonna fuck this bitch.

Then I'm gonna kill her myself.

- That hoe ass nigga put his sister on me.

Huh, he put her in harm's way.

This my city.

- I've been out all fucking day,

trying to book Rilla for shows.

But don't nobody want him
'cause he out here wildin'.

I swear to god this rap
shit is hard as fuck.

I'm about to find me a
pop star or something.

That nigga don't listen to shit.

But I tell you what,

I love the shit out of his sister though.

Damn, this nigga about
to throw everything away.

Man.

That nigga stupid as fuck, man.

Dang.

Oh well.

I'm about to get it in.

Okay.

- The best thing about being with Desiree

is she's like my best friend.

We've been together since high school.

A lot of people think we married.

I mean, they call that common law.

But I'm gonna go ahead and
make it official this year.

'Cause she got everything I need.

- Cort.

Cortney, Cort.

Somebody's at the door.

- What?

- Somebody's at the door.

Who do you think it is?

- It's probably your damn brother.

Who the fuck is it?

- It's the police.

We have a warrant.

- Babe, who do you think it is?

- I'm here with you.

How the fuck am I supposed to know?

Oh shit, it is the police.

- Mr. Thomas, if you don't
open this door in five seconds,

we're gonna bust it down.

- Cortney Thomas, you're under arrest

for the murder of Kevin Banks.

- I don't know a Kevin Banks.

- Wait lover boy.

Let me see a warrant.

Where's the warrant?

- This doesn't concern you, ma'am.

- He is my only concern.

- Great, he's going to need it.

- Whatever.
- Let's go.

- Hey, go back to bed.

I'll call you tomorrow, okay?

- I love you.
- I love you too baby.

- She there?

- Of course she's here.

It's her class.

I'll call you later.
- Are you having fun?

- You're the one that
said I needed to work out.

Bye.

- So Meko got his little sister

to follow Ladonna around.

To try to get at Rilla.

But Rilla was already up on it.

See, Rilla don't put up with nothing.

But when it comes to Ladonna,

man, that's the wrong move.

And Meko should have known that.

But it's hard for Ladonna to see that.

'Cause all she see is hurt.

- Dad!
- How are you?

- Oh my god.
- What's going on?

- How did you know where I was?

- Listen, all I gotta do is
put in location, then I'm here.

So.
- Well, okay.

So Meko, this is my dad, and
this Tasha, my best friend.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, pleasure.

So how you doing?

How's my little superstar
in Hollywood doing?

You know, I like this.
- I'm so excited.

But I'm here for like another three hours,

so I don't know if you want to
wait, grab dinner later, or.

- No, dinner's cool.

Alright, dinner's okay.

Definitely I'm with it.

And maybe after that,
you can show me around,

but I don't think I could stay.

I might get in trouble a bit.

- Dad, you are too much.
- Hey.

- But I could possibly leave
one of my shoots early,

if I need to.
- No no no.

I don't want you to lose no money over me.

But look, I gotta get to the studio now,

but I'm gonna be here four hours longer.

- Let's get this party started.

- Oh yeah yeah yeah, it's definitely time

for me to get up out of here.

Listen baby girl, I'll
see you later, alright?

- Evelyn Chambers.

There's only file on my table

that would've brought you here.

- Well, if I only take the easy cases,

then it wouldn't be no fun now, would it?

- This one's not gonna be easy.

You've got three murders,

two more attempted murders,

and not to mention with
fully automatic weapons.

- What we both need to do

is get the person or persons
off the street that did this.

The frame of mind that did this

is not the frame of
mind of Cortney Thomas.

My client is a family man.

- Your family threatened the victim,

to blow his brains out just days before.

- Shoot your ass my
motherfucking self, my nigga.

- Evelyn.

Your client was brought
in on murder charges.

You know the process.

I'm gonna have to recommend for no bail

first thing in the morning.

- Cortney is married to Stanford's sister,

and is also his manager.

He is also the manager of
Stanford's little brother.

His name is Kenny.

- You mean the kid who was
murdered earlier this year?

- Yes, and Detective Kruthers was also

in the club that night
unofficially watching Stanford.

- Unofficially?

- He's seen my client leaving the club

30 minutes before the murder.
- That's new, then.

200 people in a club
and nobody came forward?

- Dmitri, the man has the
whole town scared of him.

- Luckily my girl is a lawyer,

and she got friends that's lawyers.

Hollered at the DA, dropped all charges.

His mama asked him to
carry on Kenny's dream,

but he'd rather going
around killing niggas.

Man, he on his own.

I'm about to find me a new artist.

Then I'm gonna go see him.

- Remember I told
y'all about Rita Robinson?

Well she's the shit.

But all she do is make hits.

All her artists is popping.

They got number one hits.

- They living their best life.

And the best part about it,

is they all female.

- Wow, so this is where it all started?

Only female exec in the game,
known all over the world.

- You know, sometimes
I get in my feelings,

and I think about how we
used to have street teams,

and now we're here.

- Yeah, and God-willing, we'll stay here.

Guess who I spoke to.

- Jesus?

- Really?
- Well you told me guess who.

- Donyale.

- What?

You know that's my girl.

How is she doing?

- She's good.

Just in Miami doing what she do.

- Oh my God, that girl
don't know what she want.

She's in Miami, she's in LA.

I mean, she just all over the place.

- I didn't know she was Cortney's cousin.

She said something about gorilla

is considered marketable?

Really?

- I mean, it's nothing.

I mean, his name is Labareis.

He's a street dude from back home,

and I mean, he wasn't even a rapper

until his brother got murdered.

The streets named him Rilla.

- I did not realize that
was Kenny's brother.

- That's why the industry
is so scared of him.

'Cause he's a killer.

- How you doing?

- I ain't scared of this nigga

like everybody else.

I ain't no snitch, neither.

But he got the police coming
to my motherfucking house

off shit he did?

Fuck this nigga.

He fucking over everybody in his life.

Even his wife Ladonna.

- Fuck you.

- Get the fuck away!

- Man, huh?

Don't you ever do this again.

- Fuck, Cort.

What I look like when niggas

run the ball on me.

He lucky she my sister.

- Fuck!

- What's wrong?

- Everything.

Nothing works.

Trying to get this verse down

with my brother on this track.

I be pushing all the
buttons, mashing everything.

Nothing's working.
- Okay.

Just to be clear, what happened?

- I don't know.

They was like, if this
happens, to push this.

I'm trying to turn the
mids up one way, number 23.

Nothing's coming on.

And he got a hot 16.

I'm trying to get just something.

- Alright alright hold on, let me see.

- Yo!

Rita fucking Robinson.

- What's my motherfucking name?

- Hey, hey!

- This is hot.

What's this called?

- This is my new song.

"30 minutes," a little love jump.

All you really need, all
you need is 30 minutes.

Hey, hey.

A little joint I'm gonna
put out for the streets.

- Yeah, why did you call
it "30 Minutes" though?

- For real?
- Yeah.

- It took me 30 damn minutes

to learn how to work all of this

not working analog stuff.

Who uses analog?

Everything is digital!

Rita, everything!
- That's bad, that's bad.

- We did, little baby.

Y'all got all this money.

Y'all better level up.

- It's classic.
- Better than classic.

This has dinosaur bones.

- It works though, it works.

- Hey, badly.

- It's your man's shit.

But you don't need that nigga.

Fuck Cortney.

- Man fuck that nigga, dog.

That nigga pissed me off, man.

- We're throwing this shit away, man.

We gotta do this shit for Kenny.

Dude done spent like 100
fucking racks and shit, man.

On the studio.

- Unk, you know I don't play
no games in the streets, man.

Alright look, I already got the club.

All the DJ, street team, all that.

I just gotta make the call.

- Make the call, man.

- I'll make the call.

- I ain't changing the name though.

- What's your name?

- It's gonna be "My
Brother's Keeper," man.

It's for Kenny.

- What about that nigga motherfucker Meko?

- Matter fact, you're right.

I gotta fuck that nigga's sister.

Alright, we cool.

Now turn the beat up.

- Like I said, fuck Cortney.

I don't need no motherfucking manager.

I'm gonna do this by myself.

- I put the ink to the paper,

and be the next artist undo Capo Records.

- You Capo?

- Yeah.

All day every day.

Look man, you ready to get to this paper?

- Do me a favor with
all the small talk, man.

How much money are we talking about, dog?

All this shit's cute, but man,

I already got the bags.

- We gonna get straight to it.

I'm gonna get your contract ready today.

I just need to know
ready to ride with Capo.

- Man listen, I got five man.

Plus I got so much unreleased
music for the street.

Come on, man.

What can you do?

- What, what can I do?

Man, we gonna get you larger than life.

And your music gonna
get to all the outlets

out there nationwide.

You'll have access to the
biggest studios in Atlanta,

like real talk.

All you gotta worry about is making hits.

That's all I need you to worry about.

Let me do the rest.

See, I'm gonna need all the masters

to you and your brother's music, though,

'cause I'm gonna sign it
under my publishing company

and I got this girl working
on this hook for you too.

She fire.

- Hey man.

Nigga, what did you just
say about publishing?

You think I'm gonna give
you my brother's music, man?

Publishing and all that shit?

You crazy, man.

What the fuck I look like,
giving you my brother's music?

- We pay for everything and anything.

As long as the contract belongs to me,

you're good my nigga.

- Got me fucked up, man.

- Oh that's how it is?
- We don't do no business

like that man.

I'll put you on contract, man.

- I got 10,000 dollars for you

once you finish the CD.

- Keep that 10,000 man.
- But that's after,

hey, that's after you finish
the full mix tapes too though.

- Fuck about that, got my own.

- So I ain't
seen Rilla since we fought,

but now he get a chance to see

how dirty and crooked
the industry really is.

And me?

I'm just out here doing what I do.

- Hello Cortney.

I've got to go.

- Okay, so you know my name.

What's yours?

- I'm so sorry.

My name's Jade.

And I met you a few years ago.

I was an intern with Donyale.

And I helped with Kenny's publishing.

- Oh, Jade, I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

- How you been doing?

- I'm good.

I just started two months
ago as Annette's PA.

So I will be working on "Turnt."

- Wow, that's dope.

Well, coincidentally, I have a dope artist

coming through tonight.

I'm a guest.

- Right this way.

- See music is digital now.

You could put your own music
on every platform out there.

Some rappers believe that the
day of the manager is over.

But then you have other artists

that know exactly how
important managers are.

If you would've asked me a few weeks ago,

I would've told you I was
gonna be in rap my whole life.

But after Kenny getting killed,

and Rilla going around
acting like Suge Knight,

I don't know.

- One more thing.

Remember how I told y'all about Rita?

- Cheers.

- We used to fuck
around back in the day.

She known I'm married, but
she like a street nigga.

And like I said,

she got that golden touch.

And this music shit,

she got that shit on lock.

- It might
sound like I'm hating,

while Rilla out doing whatever he do,

I'm dead serious.

I'm about to find me the next pop star,

rock star, country star.

Fuck it, maybe even land
the perfect rap group.

- Look, tell 'em to hurry up.

It's important to make it here on time.

Alright?

I trust you.

Alright, later.

- I like to
come to the Oakdale Lounge

whenever I'm trying to clear my mind.

Or maybe just to get away.

Music, it's all the same to me.

Lyrics on top of beats.

So I enjoy it all.

I think everybody come here to relax.

Or maybe just to have
a nice peaceful time.

You definitely not
gonna see the club owner

get shot in front of all of his customers.

I'm just saying.

Alright.

Alright.

- This is Hunter Watson.

He's one of the contestants

that was gonna compete against Kenny.

But he ended up winning.

So I came to check him out.

He wanted me to see him, so I did.

He's pretty dope.

- Girl yes, mm-hmm.

No, I got tired of those dreads.

I actually cut 'em off the other day.

I needed something fresh,
I needed something new.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Girl, I know.

Man, listen.

She ain't about getting this money.

I'm over here opening checks right now.

Oh I'm almost finishing and
the studio is all yours.

- I'm here to see you.

- Oh I'm not the engineer,

but I'm sure somebody can help.

- Rita Robinson, right?

- You know what, let
me call you right back.

Yes, but I'm not taking any more demos.

- What is this, 1998?

Motherfuckers ain't making demos no more.

- Alright, that's great and
everything, but I'm busy,

and I have to get out of here,

so what you're gonna do is
have Larry help you, okay?

- No no no no, you're gonna help me.

You know that little hoe ass nigga Kenny?

He got his head blowed off.

And the same shit's getting
ready to happen to Rilla.

- You killed Kenny?

You a bitch ass nigga.

- Yeah?

You see, you better respect the shooter,

or the shooter sure
enough is gonna disrespect

the shit out of you.

Besides, Rilla played me.

He came to me for a record deal first.

- A record deal?

- Yeah.

- That's funny.

Man nobody don't even know you.

- Let me tell you something, right?

I know you're fucking this nigga.

Don't make me blow your fucking
head off your shoulders.

This motherfucker, first
he's trapping on my block,

then he pushes my brother out.

And then I give him work,
and he throws it away.

Now you want to walk around here

like everything's good, huh?

Like fuck Meko, huh?

No, he's finished.

That Biggie Smalls looking motherfucker.

- He gonna kill your bitch ass.

- I told you.

Don't ever call me a bitch.

And if you ever do again,

I'm gonna put a bullet in
your motherfucking head

for real this time.

Rita fucking Robinson.

- Hey bitch!

Rilla, I need you to
get to Atlanta tonight.

Don't ask me no questions,
just do what I'm

telling you to do.

No don't fly commercial, alright?

I need you to hit up
Bus, and take my check.

Yeah.

Just do what I'm telling you to do.

I need you to listen to me, alright?

Get home to your wife right now.

Hello?

Yeah my name is Rita Robinson,

and I just shot an intruder.

Yeah, I'm fine.

No I don't know him.

Yeah, he's dead.

Okay.

- Dog, tell me why you're on my car.

- Cortney Cortney Cortney.

Damn you got good taste.

You know we need to talk, right?

- About what?

- You know me, I'm Tony.

You might know me as my name,

but you know me, I'm the detective that,

the badass detective
that takes down killers.

You know, hunt 'em down,
get 'em off the streets.

Pop up here or there.

- You funny too.

Hey look.

What you looking down for?

I do know you.

You that crooked ass officer.

- Detective Kruthers, motherfucker.

- To tell you the truth,

I don't give a fuck about your name,

no murders, no station, no nothing.

Told the people down
there I don't kill nobody.

So why are you here?

- There's three type
of people in the world.

One that got some to lose,

one who don't have something to lose,

and one who just don't give a fuck.

And I know which one you are.

I know which one that
the club owner is or was.

See the word on the street is
that your brother-in-law Rilla

just don't give a fuck.

I just don't understand
why he's so concerned with

keeping his hands clean.

- Oh.

You think you slick?

You ain't that slick man.

You ain't slick enough to get me

to start talking like that.

I just told you I ain't killed nobody.

Went down to the station,
I told them that.

Now if you'll excuse
me, you see I gotta go.

- You know why his hands dirty?

He whooped your ass, didn't he?

Yeah, he whooped your ass.
- That's what you heard?

- I mean, that's what
the streets are saying.

- Well you heard wrong bro.

- Okay okay okay.

You know what I like about you Cortney?

You know, when we had you in the precinct,

you didn't run your mouth.

Could you do just one whisper?

Well sure that motherfucker will be dead.

That means your wife
will have two brothers

killed in one year.

- That's fucked up.
- Yeah, real fucked up.

- So, I guess this dumb ass detective

figure he can come to me,

and get me the snitch.

Or be scared of him and
tell him where Rilla is at.

Come on man, that's still my family.

Besides, we don't trust no
police, white nor black.

He just talking and talking
and talking and talking.

I was trying to get the
fuck up out of there.

- Pursue your.

- Pursue your dream.

Dare to be different and dare to be great.

- Hi, I'm Lucy Clairmont,

here live at Turnt Studios.

Police have just taken into custody

the once famed and loved rap star Faze.

Faze, whose real name is Marcus Jackson,

has been charged with the murder

of up-and-coming rapper Kenny Stanford,

who's known as That Deal.

Kenny's death left the
community torn and angry

after he received the news.
- Shit, the whole time

I was thinking.
- On the hit TV show "Turnt."

His life was cut short due
to senseless street violence,

and remained unsolved until moments ago.

- I need to go handle this.
- When Marcus Jackson

was apprehended for a disturbance here.

- I can't go back to jail.
- Police did find the murder

weapon in his vehicle.
- Shit.

- Apparently, Jackson has been on a spiral

after the fast living and money blowing

has caught up with him.

Sources tell us that he is so unmanageable

that even his family
and friends have stopped

dealing with him.

- The news described this
dude that killed my brother.

And I realized that I'm just like him.

And I realize I'm the
one who killed Kenny.

I ain't no better than him.

I probably did kill somebody's brother.

I feel really bad with this kind of pain.

Shit, all these hoes.

Fuck that.

Ladonna is beautiful and loyal.

I'm gonna tighten up.

Be with my wife forever.

Always.

Lord, before you call me home,

let me make it right.

I was supposed to keep
Kenny's dream alive.

I was too busy trying to play God.

- This about her, right?

- You know, I feel sorry for Blu.

She loves Rilla.

And he loved her too.

Rilla got a lot of women out there,

but something about Blu.

You know, but it is good to
see him get his shit together.

- Why can't we just be friends?

You don't love me enough to be my friend?

- No.

- You deserve better than me.

- He was losing
friends and family.

He stopped dealing with
Zina, Shooter, Unk.

He was just going home to his wife.

- What's better than you?

What's wrong with you?

'Cause I gave you all of me.

Don't leave me.

- I woke up the other morning,

feeling like God was talking to me.

When I found out my sister and Cortney

was getting married,

I dropped everything.

- Who give this lovely
beautiful lady away?

- I do.

- I was so happy for them.

Yeah, I'm happy too.

It wouldn't have been
the same without 'em.

Look at this sister.

She happy as hell.

It's all love.

- Now you can go ahead
and kiss your bride.

Ah come on, man, kiss the lady, man!

- Yes?

- Hello, ma'am.

I'm Detective Kruthers.

I'll be honest with you.

I need your son.

- No, Cortney know what he doing, man.

Yeah I got to get a nigga his props, man.

That nigga really know what he doing.

He made a lot of things happen,
you know what I'm saying?

Now he talking about we
supposed to head to LA.

And after that, you know what I'm saying,

nigga supposed to be on "Turnt."

You know what I mean?
- Oh my God.

- Yeah, that's hard, that's hard.

That's real hard to be on "Turnt."

- Excuse me?

- Oh, I'm talking about the rap game.

Your youngest song, he
was a rapper, right?

See, back in the days, New York rappers

used to say stuff like,

my mind spray her, killing her verbally.

You know, all metaphorically speaking.

But these kids nowadays.

They go and find a gun.

But once one of them punk
asses get shot or killed,

everybody want to cry, put
their face on T-shirts,

and get revenge.

- Look, sir.

We share some of the same
views, but why are you here?

Now the department called me,

saying that my family and I
could finally get closure.

Do you call this closure?

'Cause if you found the
person who killed my baby,

then why are you looking for Labareis?

- You seem like such a nice lady.

- Matter fact, in big
style, I go to the gym.

- Yeah?

- So you want to meet me by the studio?

- Sure, babe.

Let me get that address too
since your phone is dead.

Put it in a GPS.
- 54,

I think it's 5417 Halfway House.

Halfway House Southwest.

- Alright I got it.

- You got it?
- Yeah.

I'll see you later.
- You straight?

I'm gonna see you later on.
- Alright.

- See, Rilla is responsible
for 13 deaths this year alone.

And all 13 has something to do

with your youngest son's revenge.

Even my sister.
- No.

- That low life.

He killed my niece and her
boyfriend in cold blood.

Now you call that motherfucker

and tell him his days are numbered.

You fuck with my family,
I fuck with yours!

You have a good day, ma'am.

- How long has it been?

- You have arrived
at your destination.

- I had to cut the GPS off

while we were driving.

It's been 25 minutes, babe.

- Alright cool cool cool.

- I got two missed calls from your mother.

Something might be wrong.

I'm about to call her.

- Oh alright.

Yeah, my phone's dead, remember?

- Oh yeah yeah yeah.

- Matter fact, call to see what's up.

- Alright.
- Got things to do.

- Okay.
- Fuck.

This must be the spot right here?

- Yeah, this is it.

- Alright, find out what
they're gonna do about parking.

- Don't worry, I got it.

Take care of your business.
- There you go baby, alright.

Shit.
- I got it.

- Alright cool beans.

- Babe wait.

Give me a kiss.
- Come on man.

You know I gotta get to work and shit.

Come on, baby.

Alright, see you in a minute.

- Babe.

Thank you so much for the
man that you're becoming.

Trying to come out the street life.

That's all I wanted.

I'm so glad.

- Alright babe, I appreciate you.

I love you too.

- Oh my God.

- This crooked ass cop.

How the fuck he know where I was at?

- I done put my wife through a lot.

Now she gotta live the
rest of her life in pain.

Damn.

- I know the streets better than this.

- Now I done really let her down.

After all she done.

- No, this ain't how
it's supposed to happen.

Detective Kruthers got at Blu.

Told her she was gonna go
to jail and lose her kids

if she didn't tell him where Rilla was at.

- Then his dirty ass tried
to fuck her afterwards.

- And he ain't shit.

Catch her when she down.

They say she loved Rilla.

- She loved him too much.

She seen a picture of him
and his wife, his wife.

Figured, if she can't have him,

then neither could she.

- Damn these motherfucking
streets is dirty.