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- Remember that bitch, Niesha from the room?

- Hell yeah, the Marriott?

- Hell yeah, round two tonight, nigga.

- Dang, that's what's up, nigga.

- Damn.

- How you doing?

- Let me get a half a g.

- You know you still owe me right?

- I got you, man.

I get paid next week.

- Hey for real man, I can't be playing with my money, dog.

- I got it, I got it.

- Alright, you want me to just bundle you up?

- No, I need my change.

- Alright.

For real man, you be on that bullshit dog.

I need mine.

- Damn.

Shit, what the fuck.

- I mean damn, I'll pay for your little groceries

and shit, baby.

- Nigga, the only thing you need to be paying

is attention.

- You're right.

Let me help you up.

- No, just grab my juice real quick

before it goes in the street.

- Excuse you.

Nigga, now you can help me up?

- I'm saying I just tried to help you up

and you ain't want my help.

I had already said sorry.

- Shut up.

You need to stop being so damn sorry

and watch where the fuck you're going next time.

- You're right.

Hey yo.

Hey, yo.

Yo.

I ain't get your name.

- I wasn't giving it away.

- Damn, nigga that's my cousin's wallet.

- You wild motherfucker, E.

- Damn, you're just trying to save everybody, ain't you?

Damn.

- See, momma used to always say

how can a woman get to know your approach

if you never approach her at all?

The worst a woman can say is no.

Man, that woman taught me a lot.

But she passed away.

I had to take on the responsibility

of taking care of my little brother, JR

and my younger sister, Bre.

- I know but I wanna do it on my own.

- I can understand that.

I can understand that.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You need Kool-Aid, brother.

- Yeah get that red Kool-Aid.

- Don't forget the Kool-Aid.

What's up, bro?

You alright?

- I'm alright.

Trying to bag man.

This time, one on one.

Take a shower.

Got a little female about to come over.

Bout to get me some.

- You crazy.

- It's obvious we ain't have much.

But the little we did have, we had to sacrifice to get.

For one another.

- Hey.

Baby, what happened to them heels

I bought you the other day?

- I fell and broke it, Renzo.

- You're acting like it's my fault.

- No it wasn't your fault.

But I know what is.

All these hoes that keep calling and playing on my phone

is for sure your fault.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- You don't know what I'm talking about?

- No I don't.

- It is so crazy you don't know what I'm talking about.

You don't know no bitch named Kelly?

And you wasn't with her last night?

- Kelly.

No, that don't ring a bell.

Hey, you seen my watch?

- Nigga, fuck your watch.

And this bitch had the nerve to ask me who I was, Renzo.

Meaning you're not even telling these hoes that you've got

a soon to be wife, so they can at least stay in their place.

- You need to quit worrying about these bitches.

- It's not the bitches I'm worried about.

It's you.

- Me?

- Nigga, yes, you.

If you had control over the weak ass shit that you're doing,

and controlling your casual encounters,

none of this shit would get back to me in the first place.

- Encounters.

- What's so funny?

That's what you're doing.

Encountering bitches casually.

You're such a joke.

You've got a loyal ass, grinding woman

right in front of you,

and this is how you're doing me.

But it's cool though.

- You know what baby, I do be tripping sometimes.

I'm tripping.

- Don't touch me.

And you have a better day.

- Look at your little puppy.

Oh my God, where did you get her?

- Girl, Blade got it for me.

- Oh what kind of puppy is it?

- A chihuahua.

Her name is Chloe.

- Adorable. - Oh my God.

- Hey.

- Chloe is so cute and little.

Oh my goodness.

Look at her little body.

She's so cute.

- Hey y'all.

- Hey boo. - Hey what happened to you?

Never called me back last night.

- Girl, some bullshit popped off.

- Bullshit like what?

- So how about this weak ass bitch

had the nerve to come to my DM,

questioning me about Dre's ass?

- What. - It goes down in the DM.

Let me see.

Wow.

- Do you see this shit?

- So what happened?

- That bitch got me fucked up.

- Are they together?

- Girl, that's some bullshit over there, right there.

- Exactly.

- See, the first mistake they motherfucking made

is coming up this motherfucking salon,

telling their motherfucking business

to a whole bunch of bitches you don't even fucking know.

Where they do that at?

Talking about a nigga who ain't even your nigga.

I'm just saying, he's everybody's nigga.

I mean everybody's fucking nigga.

Okay?

But on some real shit, where the fuck is Carmen?

I got shit to do, I can't be sitting here all day

waiting for my motherfucking hair to get did.

- What's up, Murda?

- What's up, Rick baby?

- You know the boys are riding?

- Why you think I'm back here?

Hey.

Tell your thick ass auntie I'm back here too.

- Man fuck you, always talking shit.

- What's up, Rick?

- What's up g, you doing alright?

- Man, chilling man.

Slow down man.

Where you been all day, fat boy?

- Running around selling niggas like you supplements.

- Fuck out of here, man.

Always joking, man.

- I know your little buff ass needs all the strength

you can get, nigga.

- Man, excuse me.

- On some real shit though,

my man just hit me off with like a zip of biceps,

like two zips of absolutely.

So you know, if...

Man, quit playing man.

Man you get that shit tested off from the other day?

- Yeah man, they're loving it.

They're loving it.

Hey, they need to keep that shit here for real.

- Yeah, I know.

But you know I can't go.

I can only get you, my man get me.

- One of your clients is here, Diamond's ghetto ass.

- Yeah, I'm just gonna take care of her

in the morning, okay?

- Oh okay.

Do you got your wallet?

- Hold on, let me check.

Girl, my wallet is not in here.

- Well, this guy called.

He said he has it.

You must've dropped it when you was at the store yesterday.

He just left his number.

- Girl, I bet his ghetto ass took all my money

out of it too.

- Hey, what's up with them little ho ass niggas though.

- Man, fuck them niggas man.

We ain't worried about them niggas man.

Niggas know exactly what time it is, my nigga.

- If you say so.

All you gotta do is give me the word.

I'm on they ass.

20 goons on them niggas' block every night.

Man, you know what I say.

That war shit get expensive, my nigga.

And we ain't making no money.

So what we need to do is focus on getting this money.

We can let this play out, one way or another.

What's good?

How many you need?

You got three packs on you?

- Hell yeah.

- Bet that.

Alright, you at the park?

Hey look, Murda's gonna be around there

in about five minutes.

Alright.

Let's be out my nigga.

- Love this nigga G-Lo to death.

Sometimes, he really piss me off,

the way he be letting people slide.

This nigga Pooh gets away with murder man.

If it wasn't for G, I'd have been put the pressure on him.

- Was he cute?

- I am not thinking about all of that.

Girl, give me his number so I can get my wallet.

- Excuse you.

Hello.

Excuse you.

I know you heard me.

- Hey, man, don't be pulling up to my place of business

like that.

- Look, I'm just trying to get my wallet.

- What's my reward?

- I'm gracing you with my presence.

Now come on.

- You might've won with that one.

- Why you in such a rush?

- Boy ain't nobody got time for that.

- You're saying I can't take you out or nothing?

- Where we gonna go?

- Do it matter?

- And what we gonna do there?

- I'm gonna be listening to you express yourself

with no judgment.

Just a little conversation over a dish.

- And what could you possibly do for me.

- It ain't about what I can do for you.

It's only about how I can make you feel.

- Uh, nigga don't be kissing my hand.

I don't know where your lips been.

- I'm saying though.

You don't touched my nose.

From the smell of your fingertips,

I know where your hands been.

- You've got jokes?

You know what, go ahead and pull out your phone.

- Oh yeah.

- M hm.

- You're gonna give me the number?

- Yeah go to your camera first.

Hold on, let me get myself together.

- Together for what?

- So you can take a picture of me.

I know you got a million hos.

- There you go.

- Alright, you ready?

- Yeah I'm ready.

- Okay, I want you to take a picture of me

pulling off on your ass.

- Renzo, why are you always playing with me?

- What are you talking about man?

- I just call it how I see it.

You ain't hit this in about a week, what?

She don't get wet enough for you?

- Man, stop playing.

Man you know that motherfucker get wet as Shamu.

But look, we do got a little free time tonight.

So I'm gonna hit that motherfucker for sure, for sure.

You'd better not be playing,

because I'm gonna have to pay for a babysitter.

Here go a little money for a babysitter, man.

And go get you something nice to wear for a nigga, man.

- This don't mean you're coming.

You've still gotta come.

I'm coming for sure, for sure.

- Alright, I'll be back.

- What the fuck is going on?

You must be one of those bitches

that keep calling and playing on my phone.

- Man, what's up?

- What you mean, what's up Renzo?

Who the fuck is this bitch?

- Hey, you don't have to disrespect me.

I'm only his friend.

- You really wanna try me right now?

- I'm just saying.

- Bitch, shut the fuck up before wire it shut for you.

- Man chill, that shit ain't even that serious.

- Yes the fuck it is, Renzo.

Because you keep playing with these rat ass hoes

when you've got a real one right in front of you.

Nigga, don't you see that this shit is hurting me?

Can't you see that?

Nigga, we just talked about this shit this morning.

- You heard what the bitch said.

That's just my homie.

- You lying ass nigga.

Why don't you just tell the fucking truth, Renzo?

- That's just my friend.

- You know what, I don't even know why we keep

talking about this shit

because you ain't gonna stop.

So you ain't got nothing to say, huh?

You just gonna stand there and look stupid.

You know what, let me just get the hell on,

because the only one out here looking stupid is me.

- I bumps into Bill at the park,

and guess who I see?

Mama Dee used to always say, if you ever wanted something,

you had to be persistent.

What's up Carmen?

- I'm not in the mood.

- Damn.

I mean I only came over here because I seen you over here.

And I know you forgot something.

- The only thing I forgot was to remind you

I wasn't interested before I pulled off on your ass.

Yeah, you most definitely forgot that.

But you also forgot that five I owe you.

- You just walked all the way down here

to bring me that five dollars?

- Yeah, I don't like to owe people.

- Well, give it here then.

- Damn, you know what?

I ain't even gonna be able to give it to you right now.

- What?

- I mean, I made a bet with some real mean niggas.

- Oh God.

- And the way Bron looking in the third,

I'm gonna need that little five to pay this debt off.

- First of all, no.

I want my money.

And secondly, you're crazy as hell

for betting against Kobe anyway.

- I'm saying damn, you gonna let niggas break my legs?

- I ain't got nothing to do with that.

- Talking about Kobe weak ass.

Man, that nigga ain't fucking with no Lebron.

- What you mean?

That nigga got five rings

and seven championship appearances.

I ain't even about to compare that to your boy Lebron.

- Yeah, yeah.

Just like a Kobe fan.

Always living in the past.

Man, that nigga ain't fucking with Lebron right now.

- I see you like your players soft.

Man, Lebron is not ready for the big shots.

He can't hold no whole game on his shoulders, win or lose.

Man, that's completely opposite of mamba.

Kobe more clutch than Lebron any day.

- I guess 'cause you said like that,

you think you got a point huh?

- That is my point.

Man, I wouldn't bet against Kobe on the worst day,

with the worst team,

and if I was you, I'd change my bet.

But not with my money.

- Goddamn, man here.

Take your little janky ass five,

before a nigga be done lost everything.

- Thank you.

And you have a better day.

- Yeah, alright.

Hey yo, Carmen.

- What?

- Put your money where your mouth is.

Friendly little bet.

I win, I win a friendly date.

You win, you win a friendly 50.

- Man, I am not about to play with you.

Especially about no 50 dollars.

- Well bet 100 then, big money.

- You really wanna do this.

- Yeah.

- Alright.

Bet 1000.

And when King James chokes,

which we both know he will,

I'll give you 1000 on top of your friendly date.

And if he so happens to win,

which we know that shit ain't gonna happen,

I'll be sure to give you your money.

So we got a deal, King James?

What's wrong?

Yeah, you're looking a little nervous now that

that big money talking, huh?

- It's a bet.

- Alright.

I'll definitely have a better day.

I'm sure you're probably gonna change the subject,

but we need to talk before we eat.

- You still mad at me about earlier?

- No, I'm not.

- How'd everything go at the shop today?

- It went fine, Renzo.

Just trying to figure out when

I'm gonna do these renovations so I can get it

how I envisioned it.

- When do you plan on doing that?

- I don't know.

I'm trying to wait for the right time.

I don't wanna be shutting it down

and it's the wrong timing of everything.

- That's smart.

How'd you like those wings earlier?

- They were okay.

- You want me to get my shit together right?

- It's like, I'm not even mad at you.

I'm just disappointed.

It's so crazy, because we've been together for years

and it's like we keep arguing about the same shit.

It's like more and more I except it,

the worse it gets.

- I know I be tripping, man.

- You just be tripping.

No, that's not it.

Baby, if you talk to me, we can get to the bottom of it

together.

So we can work on it.

I mean, that's what I'm here for.

To help you pick up the pieces

if you fail at anything in life.

Even if it's failing me.

Baby.

Listen, I'll do whatever it takes

just to stop you from doing this to me.

Alright, I'll open up another salon

so that you think that I'm grinding harder.

I'll wear tighter clothes,

so that you can find me sexy again.

For God sake, baby, if you want me to suck your dick

for an hour, I'll suck it for two straight.

Look, all I'm trying to say is,

I'll do any and everything just to stop you from hurting me.

If I have to hurt myself, then so be it.

Lord knows that I'll hurt myself

and I will hurt myself bad if I have to leave you.

So you have a better night.

- Damn, getting it done in the rain, huh?

Youngin ain't miss a shot yet?

- You that nigga the young me.

- What's up bro.

- Get the fuck outta here, man.

You know I heard what happened the other day, right?

- You know what the fuck get on my nerves about you, man?

Every time you call me, you say you want one thing.

Then when you get here, you want another thing

and it's smaller than what you said you wanted.

And you don't never have no fucking money.

- But I love you, young blood.

I love you.

- I love you too man, but I'm running a fucking business.

- What's your side?

- Hey man, what the fuck you mean what's my side?

Ya'll niggas closing all in on me and shit.

- No disrespect.

No disrespect.

My cousin said you put your hands on him.

I'm trying to get your side of the story.

- Hey, B.

Come the fuck here, my nigga.

- What you look like that for, man.

What's up.

- Anybody been here?

- No.

- So you're telling me my shit just got the fuck up

and left, huh?

- I'm the one that's been here all day, man.

- You sure?

- Oh, Duke came through.

He used the bathroom.

He was in and out though.

- Duke, huh?

- Duke.

- Yeah, alright.

First off, the little nigga stole from me.

So I chastised him.

- Oh so you're playing daddy around this motherfucker, huh?

- More like big homie.

- You gonna be here right?

- I'm right here, ain't I?

- Alright, come on fellas.

Let's leave big homie alone.

- Come on, man.

You know that petty shit gonna fuck up the money.

You gotta think, my nigga.

- Them niggas whipped up on me wild.

Busting and everything.

Fuck you wanted me to do.

- Man, cut the bullshit my nigga.

You know that shit can get out of hand, man.

Bodies get to dropping.

The hood gets hot.

Then what?

The money slows up, my nigga.

Let's avoid all that bullshit dog.

- The fuck you want me to do bro.

You want me to say fuck everything we built?

Fuck everything we stand for?

Over a couple of dollars?

We can make that money in

a million different fucking ways man.

It's only one way to earn their respect, bro.

And we earned that.

I ain't about to let niggas fuck over us.

- Are you finished man?

Hey what's up with little bro on this court man?

Hey little nigga, you don't want me to come out there.

You do not want me to come out there, man.

The J still wet, boy.

- Come on.

- I should do that little nigga

like I used to do your ass back in the day, boy.

- Garbage.

- Get the fuck outta here, man.

- How you look, man?

You gonna get that shit tested out from the other night?

- Still on the floor.

- What the fuck you talking about?

- Quads, nigga.

This nigga G-Lo really starting to get on my nerves now.

He's always talking about shit being hot

and money.

What about respect?

Niggas are shooting at me.

This nigga Pooh won't pay his debt.

G's just gonna have to be mad.

Ain't no more passes.

- Who's that G?

- That's my dog, Murda.

The one I was telling you about.

- Oh yeah.

- Nah, he's a good loyal dude man.

You ain't gotta look like that, man.

He'll grind a motherfucker too.

- I don't know, I know a wild nigga when I see them g.

- Man, he'll bust that bitch.

He's a little too quick to bust that bitch though.

- You know, dog ain't missed a shot out there yet, huh G?

- That's my little brother.

He's about to go D-1.

He's got a damn good shot at the leagues too.

- Bet you ain't fucking with my young eastside hitter though

putting up 20 a game.

- Man, 20 points a game huh?

That's decent I guess.

He's averaging 16.

Assists.

And 22 points a game, boy.

- Oh he's that nice huh?

- He's that nice.

- Well I bet I got anything on my little

eastside hitter.

- Well put your money where your mouth is.

Don't talk me to death.

- Come on, man.

Let's get up outta here man.

- You get to see the backboard.

I like to see the backboard as I'm shooting.

I'm just telling y'all.

- Hey.

What's up.

- What happened to your man last night?

- Shut up, man.

It wasn't Kobe's fault.

I was looking at the stats and scoreboard.

The team didn't even step up, as usual.

- You know what?

I ain't even gonna rub it in.

Lebron was just going here and there, and there.

- Whatever.

- Man just give me my money in all hundreds.

- Oh, I've got your money in all hundreds.

- I said all hundreds, man.

- These are all hundreds.

100, 200, 300, there you go.

- Yeah.

What you about to do?

- I gotta get back to the salon,

so I can get back to work.

I'll see you later.

- What is you in such a rush for?

I mean at least let me treat you to lunch, dang.

- Look, thank you for your good sportsmanship,

but I really have to go.

And technically, if I stay, this would be a date.

- No it wouldn't.

A date is between to people that like each other.

This right here, is two competitors having a meeting

over you know,

seeing when the next time they're going to compete.

- Well, since you put it that way,

I'll have an Italian sandwich.

- So what's up with you man?

I see you do hair and do exotic dance on the side.

- What you mean?

Like I'm a stripper?

- Yeah, I think that's like the dumbed down version

of exotic dancer.

- And what the hell would make you think that?

- I mean my only clue is this crispy thousand singles

you gave me.

- You are something else.

And yes, I'm a dancer and a stripper

behind closed doors, not for a living.

- So you just do hair.

- Wrong again.

I own my own salon.

- I mean damn, you didn't have to

flex on me like that.

- So what do you do?

- Ah you know, I do a little bit of this, a little that.

You know dibble and dabble.

- I know what that means.

So you're a dealer huh?

And that's okay.

As long as you're using it as a stepping stone,

not permanent.

- You know, I appreciate you being so understanding.

How long you've had the salon open?

- Oh it's been about two years now.

I mean, I love it but I'm still trying to get it exactly

where I want it.

- What's wrong?

- I mean, it's nothing wrong for real.

It's just, I don't know, things are always great

once upon a time, kinda like relationships.

And then time passes, shit happens.

And you kinda get tired of looking

at the old layout.

And you just kinda want something new.

- I feel that.

- So what do you do when you're looking for

a new layout but you still love things about the old one?

- Well you know, I'm not in the business of construction

or nothing.

I mean, but I could only guess,

if you wanted a new layout,

and you were stuck in the old one,

the only thing that got you stuck is

the time you've spent with it.

Because if it ain't bringing no color into your life,

maybe it's time for some new paint.

- Wow.

Look at you.

I guess you dibble and dabble in a lot.

Construction, dealing and counseling.

It was so nice talking to you.

But save that Italian sandwich for me later,

I've got to get going.

- Hey.

Don't make the wrong decision at the salon, okay?

Color with some ugly color scheme.

- I won't.

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Have a better day.

- Don't say what I say.

- You know what I was thinking?

Maybe I should dye my hair green

and maybe I'll really find me a man with some money.

Speaking of, you didn't even tell me what happened

with you and Renzo the other day.

Carmen.

Carmen.

Carmen.

You alright.

- Girl, yeah.

- What happened with you and Renzo the other day?

- I caught him around the corner hugged up on some chick.

- Where?

- At the barber shop.

Girl, on top of that, he's got all these different chick

calling my phone and playing all the time.

I'm so sick of this shit.

- You know what's crazy?

Sometimes, you've just got to be logical.

- What you mean?

- Oh.

You do realize that you have a successful man?

- Yes.

- Do you want to keep him?

- Of course I want to keep him.

- Okay.

You're gonna have to learn how to tolerate him.

Have a little time and dealing with other women.

- No, that's some nonsense.

I can understand a nigga not having enough time for me

because he's gotta grind and do whatever it is

he gotta do to make ends meet.

But I'm not about to keep dealing with no nigga

having all these different women in my face all the time.

- No, having women in your face is mad disrespectful.

But having women ain't all that bad, Carmen.

- That's crazy.

- We can have our own money, cook, clean,

head and sex game be top of the line.

That's not gonna stop no man from going down the street,

messing with the next hoodrat

that's gonna eventually played out.

All you gotta do is be cool how you be cool.

Stop tripping.

Do not nag no nigga.

Don't nag.

He'll come back, he'll learn how to appreciate you.

Just chill.

- That's the craziest shit I've heard all day.

- I think you're crazy.

I'm convinced.

You've got it good, you don't even realize it.

You've got it too good.

You remember my last relationship?

- Terrance.

- Terrance broke ass.

Never could find a job.

Why, I don't know.

Never cheated, because I was the meal ticket.

And you're complaining about a man

that gives you everything.

Everything.

And all you gotta do is share him every blue moon?

- Uh, uh, right, I don't wanna hear that shit.

Because you told me besides all of that,

and him not having much, that he still gave you a house

full of love.

- You're right, I did say that.

- Exactly.

- You're right.

But with the house full of love came a house full of bills

that he could not afford to pay.

Look, I'd rather deal with a rich man

that can buy me everything

then be dealing with a poor man that can only give me

what he can.

- You know what, money can't buy everything.

It can't by love, happiness and time that I need.

I mean that's something that a poor man can give.

- You're right.

I'm tripping.

I'm tripping.

But answer me this.

When was the last time you were able to walk into the mall

and pull out that pocket full of love,

happiness and time and be able to afford those

red bottoms you like, with that little poor man

on your arm.

My point exactly.

- Whatever.

- The thought of never speaking to Carmen again

made me think, why in the hell am I giving her

five dollars at the park.

See she was so thrown off by me having her wallet,

she didn't even realize she only had large bills.

You know me being me, seeing a woman walk around

with that much money, I already knew.

It would only take five dollars to get her attention.

Because only small things count, right?

Yo.

- Double or nothing.

- What?

- Double or nothing.

- Come on, man.

I'm not about to keep taking your money.

What are you doing?

- Bout to get that chicken shawarma.

- Bring me one.

- You really want one?

- Yeah with the grape Kool-Aid.

- Alright, I've got you.

Where you at?

- I'm at the house.

I'm gonna send you the address.

- Alright give me a second, I'll be there.

- Alright.

Who is it?

- Hey what's up?

- I see you spent that money wisely.

- Whatever, you think you're so slick, don't you?

- Hey.

- What?

- You know you're disrespectful, right?

- How, what did I do?

- You don't go to a restaurant a man took you to

by yourself.

- And how long have you been going there?

- I've been eating good for forever.

Yeah like way before it was even called that.

- Yeah like when it was called Toya's?

Nigga, my auntie used to own that, fool.

Now, what you say about me being disrespectful?

- What I saying was, you just walked in a nigga crib

without him telling you to come in.

- Whatever, shut up.

And what you know about this record?

- What you thought I just walk like this?

- Boy whatever, you know you called your grandma,

asking her what should I have playing

when I've got a beautiful, classy lady coming through.

- I guess I did that when you said

you were on your way, huh?

- Yeah, that's exactly what you did.

- Yeah whatever.

You want something to drink?

- Yeah, I'll take a water with three cubes.

- You'll what?

- My bad, it's just something I always do.

Just a water is fine.

- You might be a little slow.

- Shut up.

Oh my God.

- What you know about that?

- What you know about it?

- Ah man, I got a basement full of them.

- You still ain't killing my collection.

I've been collecting these things since I was a little girl.

- So you're trying to tell me

you think you've got more of those than I got?

- No I'm trying to tell you I know I've got more

than what you've got.

- Alright, bet.

I bet you ain't got this one I got.

- I doubt it.

- You know how I know you ain't got it?

- How?

- Every time I show people, they freak out.

- Man, let me see what you're talking about.

- Man, close your eyes.

- Just show me.

- Close your eyes.

They closed?

- Yes.

- Keep them closed.

Booyow.

- Oh my God.

- Marvin Gaye original anthology record.

- Boy, you stole this didn't you?

- I'm plugged.

- Man, I used to always want this.

I did not know they had a limited edition.

You've gotta play this.

- Damn, you know what?

My record broke.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

Don't worry about it.

I've got it on my phone though.

- Oh my God, I love this song.

That's what I'm talking about.

- Yeah?

What do you end up doing when you hear this?

- Nothing but dance, nigga.

You something else.

Look, I'm sorry.

I've got to go.

I'll call you later.

- How you gonna start something and just quit?

I knew she ain't have that record.

- Get back on D, get back.

- Go. - Get back.

Get back on defense.

- Strong.

Man, what in the world.

- You've got to pass it.

- Get back on defense.

- Pass the ball, son.

Get back, get back.

- Man, where was he going today?

- Pass the ball.

- What type of pass is that, son?

- Get back on defense.

What you walking for?

- When mom died,

JR lost a lot of faith in basketball.

So every day, I push him harder

to get him to believe again.

Hey what's up, Unc.

- Hey what's going on?

- You doing alright?

- Let me talk to you.

Listen, our boy.

He's not there today.

He's missing routine shots and not getting back on D.

Man, I don't know.

Look, maybe you could talk to him, alright.

Maybe you can get to him.

- Alright.

I'll talk to him.

- Alright, now.

- What's up, bro.

- What's up.

- How are you feeling?

- I'm alright.

- That ain't what coach said.

He says you've been a fucking bum all day.

- Man, fuck what coach talking about, man.

He don't know what I go through.

- Hey man, don't never in your life let me hear you

disrespect that man.

That man fucking loves you.

Now what's wrong with you?

- I didn't get accepted man.

- Hey don't even worry about that.

We're gonna be alright, alright?

- No we're not, man.

You're always saying that.

We struggle around here bro.

Bills barely getting paid, barely food on the table to eat.

Things just haven't been the same since momma been gone.

- Hey man.

Don't you think I know that?

Don't you think I know?

I don't want you to worry about no clothes,

no bills, no food or none of that, man.

I got us.

I'd rob and kill for you and Bre to be alright, man.

- If you've gotta rob and kill just for me to go to college,

I don't wanna go.

- Bro, what is you saying man?

This is what I mean when I say put it all on the line.

I put it all on the line for you and Bre man.

I want you to do the same out on that court.

Leave it all on the court.

Man, as long as I'm a live,

I'm gonna make sure you get there, alright?

And as long they're calling that 826-4826,

we're gonna be good, man.

We're on a come-up.

You believe me?

- You know I believe in your bro.

- Alright, then bro.

For real, man.

Now listen.

You've gotta show me you still ain't garbage

because coach was talking crazy about you.

Yeah, he's still got it.

You lock that door?

- Yeah I locked it.

Your crazy self.

I got something to eat.

- Set it over there.

This nigga Bron is going the fuck off.

- Why are you so excited about this?

- Because it's game seven of the finals

and this nigga Bron just brought me back.

- That is so wack, you've gotta pick this nigga

even in 2K.

- There you go with the hating.

Which you get me?

- Your favorite.

- Whoa, man.

Three days in a row?

That shit ain't gonna be my favorite no more.

- Shut up, you'll eat it.

So who's the lead scorer?

- I just told you man.

- So what Curry doing?

My bad.

That's my bad.

- I don't know Curry doing, but I know

what the fuck you doing.

Come on, man.

Don't distract me.

- Okay, okay.

So you think Kyrie better than Curry?

Okay, my bad, I quit.

I quit.

- That's how you're gonna do me in the finals?

- I'm sorry.

What you doing?

- Pick a team.

- Yo I am not about to play you in 2K.

You don't want to see me.

- Pick a team.

- Alright, come on.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

You already know who I got.

- The garbage man.

- See you thought I was just a girly girl

and I ain't know how to play 2K huh?

- You've got some game, you've got some game.

- I know I do.

And I told you Kobe was way better than Lebron weak ass.

- Nigga garbage, man.

- He's garbage but I just beat you three times in a row?

Exactly.

- I let you win.

- Right.

Man I wish I could stay longer.

I really gotta get going though.

I had a good time today.

- Well, if you had such a good time, why you gotta go?

- Oh you're here early.

- Hey girl.

I couldn't really sleep.

Just wanted to come in and look at everything.

I think I'm really ready to start remodeling finally.

- So you finally decided to do it, huh girl?

- Girl, yes.

I'm tired of looking at this old layout.

I'm ready for something new.

- Speaking of, you're looking real new.

Glowing.

- Girl, what are you talking about?

- Carmen, you're glowing.

I'm your best friend and there's only two things

that make you glow like that.

I know.

Number one, Kobe Bryant.

And we both know he is taken.

Number two, a new car and I would've been

the first person call about that.

So I mean you know, me.

A brand new man.

We already know Lorenzo ain't playing them games with you.

Girl, so...

What was that?

- What?

- Bitch, what was that?

You're seeing somebody and you didn't tell me.

I know that look.

- Maybe.

- What you mean maybe?

It's either yes or no.

Not no maybe.

You're either seeing somebody or you're not.

- Yes, girl.

No.

I don't know.

I don't really know what to call it?

- You don't know what to call it.

But you do know you're happy, that's all?

- Yes I am.

- So who is this Mr. Happy?

Do I know him?

- No, you don't know him.

And I mean, he's not on Lorenzo's level or nothing

but it works.

- So he broke?

- No he's not broke.

- Okay.

- But he ain't rich either.

- Carmen.

- I know.

- Carmen.

- What?

- Stop.

He's broke?

So let me get this straight?

He's broke.

What else are you telling me about him?

- Really, it's nothing about all of that?

I mean for me, it's just more so about

how he makes me feel.

He makes me feel like a woman.

Appreciated, and wanted.

- Carmen, how do you expect to balance this

and you are involved in a relationship.

How in the hell do you even think you're gonna do that.

- I'm not thinking about balancing anything right now, okay?

It's just more so about enjoying myself

and living in the moment.

- But he broke.

Nuh-uh.

Come here.

Hey, hey, hey.

Real quick, we've gotta help Carmen.

- What's up, boo.

- Let me ask you this.

Would you rather deal with a rich nigga that ain't shit

or be dealing with a poor nigga?

Now, what?

What did you say?

Got good dick?

- I'll take a rich nigga for 200, Alex.

- Okay, ding.

Because mama said don't bring home no broke nigga.

And can't no broke nigga pay your bills, girl.

Bye.

- What mama say?

- Don't bring home no broke nigga.

- There ain't nothing wrong with sharing your man

from time to time.

As long as I'm taken care of, I'm good.

- Okay?

- What.

I'm trying to go to motherfucking Somerset.

I'm trying to go to Beni-Ha-Ha's

and eat up all the motherfucking wontons.

- She dropped that shit good.

- So let me get this straight.

Okay, so you've got a boss

that's giving you everything you want

and on the other hand, you've got a man

that ain't got nothing,

sex is great and he's treating you like a woman wants

to be treated?

I'll take both.

- Both?

I want my cake and I want to eat it too.

- You done lost your damn mind.

- Lord Jesus.

- Sit down.

Sit down.

See shit like that will have somebody like her

end up killed.

- Tell her.

- Okay.

- Sister, do you wanna die?

Bitch, you trying to be on karma to motherfucking D.

- She really wanna be on somebody t-shirt.

- Come on, man.

You wasting your fucking time man.

Where little bro at?

- You know that nigga, man.

He went to check the score on that Chancey game.

- Yeah man.

Hey look, you calmed down from the other day?

- Fuck them niggas man.

- There you go man.

- I'm still on they ass though.

- Yeah, I hear you man.

What's good, man?

You called me?

- You know I ain't never really asked you for nothing, G.

I need you right now, for real though.

- What's good?

You know I got you.

- Remember that school we was trying to get bro in?

- Of course.

- Well, a nigga got accepted but they ain't give him

his scholarship.

Yeah, so I gotta pay for the whole shit.

- That's fucked up, my nigga.

Damn.

We ain't never seen a nigga from around here

make it that far.

- That's what I'm saying man.

I don't want the nigga to have to do

the shit we did, you know?

- Hell nah.

- So you can give it me.

I'll be on the block 25 hours a day

to get that shit back to you, dog.

- That's little bro too, man.

If he make it, we all make it.

- I'm saying.

- I'll see what I can do.

Figure out the numbers for the first year, man.

- Alright, bet.

How do you want me to pay you back though?

- Hey look, we'll worry about all that shit later man.

Make sure little bro ready to go crazy

on niggas in college, man.

- No doubt, no doubt.

You're a real nigga boy.

You're a real nigga, man.

What the fuck you about to get into?

- Bout to go bump into Flash and Tay.

- Tay.

Hurry the fuck up.

You know I got somewhere to be.

- Give me a minute, baby.

Yeah I know it's hot than a motherfucker bro,

but it's drought time.

You know that.

But I can get it for the 35 for a whole one.

Go half on one of those with me.

- Let's a little smoother man,

but I'm gonna see what I can put together.

- For sure, fuck with me.

Gotta fuck with me.

- Alright, what's up with you and Bug?

Man, ya'll still beefing?

- I ain't studying them niggas.

It is what it is bro?

- Hey look man, you know what I'll say.

That shit get out of hand,

hood get hot,

bodies get to dropping.

And then the money slow up. - And then the money slow up.

I hear you my nigga.

For sure, I hear you.

- Hey look, let's avoid all that my nigga.

- All the time.

- Hurry the fuck up.

What's taking you so long, damn.

- Bitch, wait.

And what the fuck is you rubbernecking and shit for?

Lay back with your big head ass.

Yeah man, I gotta get the fuck up outta here, bro.

- Man, stay out the way man.

- All the time.

- I had so many questions when G-Lo died.

But there was one I just couldn't understand.

How could a man with a heart like his

turn such cold blood?

Momma would always say never question God.

But I needed answers.

- Hey yo, Murda.

Oh nah, it ain't nothing like that big baby.

I'm Renzo, G-Lo's business partner.

I just got finished paying my respects,

seen you over here.

So I had to come over here and introduce myself.

G-Lo told me a lot about you.

- My bad, big dog.

I'm just a little fucked up right now, you know?

- Yeah, we all fucked up.

On a lighter note, G told me you had a brother

that's probably gonna go to the league.

Say he's cold at that hooping shit, huh?

- I hope so man.

That's the plan.

- Well, you know, anything I can do to help.

Anything.

I got you.

- What you say your name was again?

- Renzo.

- Renzo.

- Hey but look, I've got some of G-Lo's belongings.

Why don't you leave me your number.

I'll get with you man and get it to you tomorrow.

I'm gonna get with you.

Stay out of trouble, man.

Stay up.

- Baby, what's wrong?

- I'm alright.

- Look, don't start that.

I know how you are when you really don't want to talk.

Just let me know what's wrong.

- I can't believe they killed G-Lo man.

I can't.

Every time I needed the nigga, he was right there.

Any time he needed me.

I wasn't even around.

- Look baby, you can't think like that.

And I hope you ain't thinking about

doing nothing crazy.

I know from experience, and it's not worth it.

Trust me.

- It's all worth my respect.

You think I'm gonna let them take one of mine

without taking none of theirs.

- That is so crazy that you're thinking like that.

What about your little brother and sister?

Did you ever stop to think about

how they'll feel if anything ever happened to you?

They'll have no guidance.

No help.

And no you.

And I don't want nothing to happen to you either.

- Right.

- Okay.

Now, you can just start thinking about your boy

being in a better place and away from all this drama.

Now let's talk about something else.

What's going on with JR and his whole school situation?

- It's some more bullshit.

- What?

- He got accepted, but he ain't get the scholarship so

I've gotta pay that out of my pocket.

I mean, they want 40,000.

G-Lo was gonna give it to me but.

- Okay.

Alright, when does the semester start?

- August.

- Okay, alright.

Baby don't stress.

Okay.

We'll figure it out together.

Alright, baby.

Alright, what do you want me to feed you?

- I'm cool.

I'm gonna wait for Brandon to get off.

Eat with them.

- Okay.

Alright, well before they get home,

I got something for you to eat.

- You're looking good.

- Thank you baby.

- So you finally wore that big ass ring I paid

all that money for, huh?

- Shut up.

You know I don't like to wear this big ol' thing

unless I'm with you.

- Yeah I see.

- What's up, Renzo.

I'm leavin now, so when y'all are done,

Ray's in the back and he'll lock up.

Enjoy yourself.

- What the fuck is that?

You must be fucking this bitch too.

- Man, you tripping.

Man that's the owner.

- Yeah I bet.

- Well, anyway,

you pick up the rent money from Lana?

- I told you I went over there this morning.

- She say anything about the leak?

- She said it's leaking real bad.

- Damn.

I've been so busy man, I gotta make sure

I get over there, huh?

- Yeah you do.

Look, I've been thinking about what we were talking about,

about good timing and all of that for renovations.

And lately, I've just been feeling a lot different.

I'm tired of looking at the old layout.

I'm ready for something new.

- How much you need?

- Just like 40,000.

- That's it?

- Yeah.

- So I'll get it to you later then.

- Thank you.

What?

- Don't think I ain't notice a change in you.

We ain't been arguing as much.

You ain't been tripping lately.

I don't know what it is,

but I like it.

Guess I couldn't ask for a better woman, huh?

- Alright, just listen.

I know that you've been going through a lot,

and trying to grind and make things happen

for JR and everything.

And just like you came into my life

and you took some stress away,

can I do the same for you?

So here is 40,000 for JR's tuition.

Listen.

All he has to do is just go choose his apartment,

wherever he wants to be at.

And then, everything else left over

they'll just reimburse him for it.

- I mean, I couldn't take this.

- What you mean?

Baby, look.

I mean you came into my life and changed everything.

I mean, you don't have to have time for me,

and make me happy, you make me smile everyday.

You don't have to do none of that.

Just kinda look at it as a repayment

for coming into my life and changing all of that.

Stupid.

- What's up, big boy.

- Shit, staying out these niggas' way.

- Yeah, I'm on the same shit man.

Staying the fuck out these niggas' way.

- Yeah?

How you doing that in this pretty motherfucker?

What's that, a sport?

- Yeah, man.

I had bought this shit for my little ho and shit man,

but it was too much velocity for her, you know?

So I kept this pretty motherfucker.

- Yeah, I'd have kept it to.

- Take this motherfucker around the corner,

see what it do, you can.

- Nah man, I'm cool.

You know, I ain't into the speed and all that.

- Man, why the fuck this hood so hot?

- I take it you ain't from around here, huh?

- Nah.

Got a lot of business going on around here though,

but I do what the fuck I gotta do and get the fuck on.

- Yeah.

I get my money and go in too.

- Oh yeah.

To your queen?

Yeah I heard you on the phone.

Nigga, what are you married or something?

- Nah man, you know, that's my lady.

She hold me down so she royal to me.

I call her my queen.

- Well, I call them bitches.

Maybe even hoes.

How I play it, I don't give a fuck.

- Yeah, I mean no disrespect.

But you know, some niggas have hoes so they call them that.

I got a lady, it's a little different.

- Yeah that's real.

Foolish, but real.

G-Lo's belongings.

- All this?

- You know how G-Lo used to play it man.

But look, I'm gonna get back to these hoes.

Anything you need from me, man let me know.

Lighten up, man.

- Baby, I need some new shoes and a bag.

- What happened to the shoes and bag

I bought you last week?

What you lost it or something?

- No.

I wore it already.

Duh.

- So that explains it huh?

- Yes.

- So how much you need?

- Well, I need the shoes and the bag.

Maybe a watch of course.

But you know, you're only getting what I need.

I got everything I want.

- Yeah I got you.

But I don't wanna hear no weak ass excuse about

you with that weak ass nigga either.

- Okay.

- Because I'm fucking you tonight.

All night.

Might as well bring a friend too.

- Oh I got you.

- What up though.

- Oh let me holler at my man.

Go grab that carryout for me.

- Okay.

- What's up big boy?

- She working with all that.

- I see, I see.

- What's that?

One of your hoes?

- No, my queen man.

What's good?

- Hey, man I came and hollered at you.

I'm a little confused, my nigga.

You sure that was the right bag?

- It's definitely the right bag.

I just hope it ain't the wrong nigga.

You know how to answer a phone right?

- Just like that, there it was.

A duffle bag full of clothes.

And under it, 300 grams of raw.

This cat Lorenzo's alright.

He had me getting some serious paper.

We was clicking.

As long as he got his money back on time,

I got what I needed.

Shit was in motion.

Carmen was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Too goddamn silly at times,

but that's what I loved about her.

Because of her, JR got his money for school.

She held me down.

Carmen was amazing.

And it ain't a better feeling in the world

than knowing that Carmen is all mine.

- How you doing today, Lorenzo?

- We've been watching you.

We could really give a fuck less how you're doing.

- Hey look, am I under arrest or something

because I'm a little late for work.

What kind of job you got

that pays you enough money to ride around

in fancy cars in the hood all day?

- Well, these was gifts.

- Oh you're funny.

Damn, you must have some awfully rich friends.

- Very rich.

And powerful too.

- Is that a threat?

- Nah, but you know what?

- What?

- I'm gonna just keep my mouth shut.

- Smart man.

That's what you better do.

- No, that's what you'd better not do.

You need to talk if you value that freedom.

Here's my card.

- Man, I couldn't keep holding this motherfucker.

- Boy you've been tripping all day

like your wee-wee bout to fall off or something.

- It's been a long time since I had a wee-wee.

This motherfucker more like a wow-wow.

- Boy, shut up.

Yo what was up with the coach being so hard on JR today?

- Because that little nigga was acting like a broad today.

- No, baby.

I think he was just having an off day, that's all.

- I don't know what it was.

I ain't tripping though.

I know the little nigga got it.

- Yeah, that nigga got that clutch shot like Kobe.

- Them real skills like Lebron.

- No why you always gotta mention Lebron's weak ass?

- Why you always gotta talk about Kobe's weak ass?

- Whatever.

- The fuck.

Aye, what I do?

- You said you wanted to holler at me.

- Oh nothing baby.

It wasn't a big deal.

I just wanted to let you know

that I'm going out of town so I just wanted to make sure

you had everything you needed.

Oh, hey.

Here comes the man of the hour.

- What's up though?

- Tough day today man.

- Yeah I seem them niggas was fucking you up.

- Yeah, cakewalk.

- You look like the motherfucking cake.

Them niggas was eating you alive.

- Oh baby shut up.

Look, do not listen to your brother.

You did a good job, bro.

- Thanks.

At least somebody gave me a break today.

- Aye bro, come on man.

I'm just fucking with you.

You hungry?

- Yeah.

- Hey.

If we had to pay with that performance,

we'd be some hungry motherfuckers.

- Shut up.

- What's good, my dog.

You was looking for me?

- Yeah I was.

- Between me and you,

that was some foul ass shit with you running up

in my spot like that, man.

- Nigga that was some foul ass shit

with you not paying your debt.

I don't give a fuck if G dead or not.

I need that paper.

- Listen here, my nigga.

I don't want no problems.

It was just a little misunderstanding.

But you run up in my shit like that

like you're running something,

all the fuck you had to do is call me,

and we could've kicked it.

- And all the fuck you had to do is pay your debt.

I shouldn't have had to come looking for you.

- You know what, you're right.

Here goes that five Gs.

Now let me get that work and that money

you took up out my spot.

- Nigga, the money is spent

and the work is in the streets.

- So that means you're good huh?

- I don't know about good.

But we're even.

- That's all I need to hear, my nigga.

You just be careful out here.

- Nigga, fuck you.

- Yeah, alright.

Stay up.

- Not only did this nigga Pooh owe money.

A couple days later I find out,

he put the play down on G-Lo because G-Lo was

fucking his bitch.

So I hit his spots.

I couldn't find him so I sent a message.

And before he could respond, I sent another.

See, Pooh killed one of mine.

So I killed his brother.

And I know Renzo might be mad and all that,

but to me, business never comes before respect.

- What's up big boy?

- Shit, hold it down like always.

- Yeah I see, I see.

Nah, hold that for a minute.

I'll get that in a second.

Hey look, what's this shit I hear

about you and Pooh having a couple of words, though?

- Man, fuck that nigga.

That nigga mad disrespectful.

- Come on, man.

You know what G used to say.

Bodies get to dropping.

Hood get hot.

And the money slows up.

Man, you know we don't need that baby.

Come on.

- Right.

- For real, my dog.

- I said right.

What's up with you though?

I see you finally came from hiding.

- No man I went on a little vacay with my lady man.

You the crazy part?

That shit you was talking about with the queen shit,

yeah fuck them hoes my nigga.

- Now you feeling me, now you feeling me?

- Went out there and bonded and shit, man.

Shit wasn't half bad you know?

- I told you.

Ain't no better feeling in the world.

Especially when she's all yours.

- Hey speaking of my queen, hey meet Murda.

Murda meet Carmen.

- Hey how you doing?

- What's up baby.

What's up big boy, you straight?

- Yeah, I'm cool.

I just seen this little ho

ass nigga I was beefing with.

- Where that nigga at?

- Nigga kept it moving man.

He ain't want no smoke.

- Man we just talked about that, baby.

You gotta calm down man.

Let's get this money.

- I be tripping sometimes.

- I'm gonna get that a little later though, man.

Motherfuckers probably out here taking pictures

as we speak and shit.

But I'm gonna get on you.

- Alright.

- My nigga.

- Aye.

She everything you deserve my nigga.

- My nigga.

- Who is it?

Who is it?

What's up?

- I just wanted to come to apologize.

- Apologize for what?

We both know what it is.

You played me.

I'm just pissed I was too pussy whipped to realize.

I mean an apology from a well-known slut ain't needed.

- You don't have to disrespect me.

- Disrespect you?

Bitch, what about how you disrespected me?

You fucked with me the long way

in a full blown relationship with a nigga I knew.

- Look, I didn't mean for things to go down like that.

- So how long did you expect to pull the wool over my eyes?

How long did you think you could fuck two niggas

that know each other?

How long, Carmen?

Dirty bitch.

Yeah, filth.

- Look I didn't even know

that y'all knew each other.

- You knew.

I know you knew.

And even if you didn't, what you think that shit's cool

or something?

I mean, all you had to do was tell me you had a nigga, baby.

And I would've fucked and that would've been that.

- Look, was I with somebody when I met you?

Yes.

But did I think that things would happen like this?

No.

I finally found somebody who loves me.

Murda, I know you love me.

And baby, I'm so in love with you.

I'm sorry.

- Hey man, miss me with all that

Hallmark card shit, alright.

You know what's crazy?

I'm the reason why he looks at you

the way he looks at you.

Only if you knew what he looked at you as before.

And now I see why.

Hey man, get the fuck up out my crib alright?

Bounce, man.

- Listen.

- Yo.

Have some type of pride.

Go.

Filthy bitch.

- Hello.

- Hey.

- You okay?

What, you called back to get your key?

- No girl, I just left from there.

I must've just left the spare.

You can just put it up for me.

I'll get it from you later.

- What's wrong?

- I'm alright, I'm just...

- No you're not.

You don't sound alright.

What's wrong?

- Going through a little bit of something right now.

- Carmen, stop talking to me like that.

What's wrong?

Speak to me.

Talk to me.

- Murda found out about Renzo today.

- What?

How the fuck did he find out about that?

How?

- So, me and Renzo had just came from out of town

and we went to this restaurant.

And then, the next thing I know,

I'm walking outside and Murda is

standing with Renzo talking.

Mind you, I had no idea they even knew each other.

I guess he must've called him out there

on some business or something.

So anyway, I walk outside and he's calling me over there

to introduce me to him

and I couldn't do anything but just sit there

and look stupid.

- What?

You've got to be kidding me.

- I feel so bad for Murda.

He didn't deserve any of this.

- I mean, what about Renzo?

What he trying to do...

- He doesn't know yet.

And to be honest, I really don't care that he doesn't.

I mean look at all the stuff

that he's been doing to me for years.

None of that even amounts to this.

- Baby girl, I got all of that.

But still, you cannot be playing

with these niggas hearts out here.

Like we said before, that's the closest way

to end up missing.

- Well, what am I supposed to do?

Just leave Murda alone or what?

I love him so much.

- Bitch, you a grown ass woman.

You know what to do.

You know what you've got to do.

Don't be going trading lust

in exchange for everything that you've had.

And me and you both know Lorenzo is

everything that you've had.

What, are you going to trade that in

for some nigga with some new money?

- You're right.

- So what you gonna do?

- I'm gonna wait for him to get home

and I'll be the best woman I can be.

- That's what I like to hear.

Well call me when you do that, girl.

- I will.

- I love you.

- I love you too, Rachel.

- Please feel better.

Hey yo.

I think it's about time for you to go home

and check up on your bitch, my nigga.

She needs you.

And we can finish what we started.

You already know who cut this head.

- Hey.

- What's the occasion?

- Just trying to be the best woman I can be.

- Why in the fuck now, Carmen?

- Look, you know that I love you right?

- Right.

- And no matter the circumstances,

no matter what we go through,

you know that I care about you so much.

It's like time and time again,

we just keep going through the same shit.

And it's like you're never gonna change.

And it's so crazy because you're all I've been knowing

for over 12 years.

Renzo, all I ever wanted you to do

was to be honest and faithful.

That's it.

Renzo, I'm leaving you.

I can't do this anymore.

- So you're leaving me, huh?

For all the shit I've done in the past

or are you leaving me

because you were being a slut bitch?

I'm the one that's leaving.

What, you think I ain't know about Murda, bitch?

You dirty bitch.

40,000 of my hard-earned motherfucking cash

for that poor ass nigga I put on, bitch.

Bitch, and all the motherfucking business

me and your father got, bitch.

And that's how you're gonna play me?

That's how you gonna play me?

Open your mouth, bitch.

Open your motherfucking mouth, bitch.

Open your motherfucking mouth.

Open your motherfucking mouth.

I got you, bitch.

You hear me?

You hear me?

Bitch, I got you.

- It's open.

I'm in here, my nigga.

- What's up, big boy.

- What's up my nigga.

You got lost or something?

- Hell nah, I had to make a few stops before I got here.

- Fucking with them hoes huh?

Let me go grab that cheese for you.

- Hey grab that phone for me too.

Yeah I know.

That motherfucker hot though.

Gotta get rid of that bitch.

- Dog, you bout to get rid of that.

That bitch banging right now.

- Yeah but you know all good things come to an end though,

you feel me?

- I feel that.

Let me go grab that shit for you.

- For sure.

- You leaving, nigga.

- No, I thought I heard somebody fucking with

my little royal out there.

- Yeah them little niggas thieves around here.

- I already know.

Hey look, I'm gonna get with you in a couple of days.

I had to get a new plug.

His people got on some fuck shit.

So you know, I've got to handle that.

I heard you say you had to holler at me about something?

- I had wanted to kick it with you, you know.

On a personal level.

The other day, when I had brought that cheese...

- When I came back from out of town?

I introduced you to your queen, huh?

I know you ain't know she was my bitch, my nigga.

But shit, I can't hate the player.

I only can hate the game, right?

Can't fall out over no bitch, big boy.

- Hey big homie.

I mean, I don't want no bad blood or nothing between us.

You know, we had our thing going.

I mean, not only do I feel disrespected.

I also feel like I disrespected you.

On a personal level.

- Let me ask you a question.

You love her?

- Yeah.

I love her.

- She loved you too, my nigga.

A couple days.

I guess ain't nobody ever told you

that love will get you killed.

Hey clean this shit up, man.

Get the fuck up out of here.

- Now he die.

- What's this all about?

- To be totallly honest, I really couldn't tell you.

I just know pressure busts pipes

and the pressure's on for Lorenzo.

- Yeah that's true.

What you think he's gonna show?

- He has too.

- What's up fellas.

- Well, here we are Renzo.

What did you call us down here for?

- We've got a deal right?

- We heard you, big fella.

No jail time.

So what's up?

- You know those rich friends I was talking about?

- Yeah.

- Those are the ones y'all looking for.

See, all that dope you're trying to pin on me,

I ain't the one to blame.

It's Keith Larkins.

- Come on, man.

- You don't know what you're talking about.

You're wrong.

Keith Larkins been out the drug game for years.

He did his bid and never looked back.

- And y'all supposed to be cops.

Y'all supposed to know this, man.

Come on.

He's working right under y'all noses.

- What are you talking...

How?

- Ya'll know I'm engaged to his beautiful daughter

Carmen Larkins, right?

Yeah.

She's the one that's been taking care of me.

I don't lift a finger.

- What the fuck does his daughter

have to do with any of this?

- See all that shop shit, that's a front.

Yeah.

That's how he's moving his work, through his daughter.

She's the one moving all this money around in the streets.

I'm just reaping up the benefits.

- Baby you know you left the door unlocked?

- So you're telling me that his daughter is some

big time heroine dealer huh?

- Queenpin.

Yeah.

Matter of fact, what time is it?

- A quarter til two.

Why?

- Murda you in here sleep?

- She's supposed to be on her way to a crib.

This guy named Murda owes her pops 40,000 for some work.

Yeah, and he wants him gone.

- Baby.

- So what you think she on her way over there to do?

- Baby, you in here?

Baby?

- Kill him.

- Oh no, no, no.

- And y'all know that key I gave y'all the other day?

- Yeah, what about it?

- Y'all need to put some use to that.

Might find something in there.

A little surprise for y'all.

- You see, instead of killing her,

Lorenzo got even with Carmen.

He gave the Feds a copy of her car keys.

Same key she left at the shop.

And in the car, they found a brick and a gun.

Same gun used to kill her weakness.

See, Lorenzo knew his weakness was Carmen.

And Carmen's weakness was me.

You see love has this aura of being beautiful.

Passion.

Precious.

But in reality, sometimes it hinders you.

Confuses you, blinds you.

From believing money is the only root to all evil.

When sometimes, it's love.

- Bre-Bre.

- Yeah.

- How much money you got left?

- None.

- Here.

Girl, you be killing me.

You probably should just cook later, huh?

- No.

- Come here.

- What?

- Can you get that lotion for your big brother?

- You've got two legs.

- Where are you in a rush to go?

- I'm going to Maury's house.

- What ya'll doing at Maury house?

- What we always do.

- Hey did you get that mail out the box?

- Yeah it's on your backpack.

- Hey.

- Huh?

- Be careful.

And answer your phone when I call you.

- Alright.

- What's up JR?

- What's good?

- Usually, you'll come to the gym

and hoop with us, man.

- Ah man, I couldn't make it this time man.

Hey man, I heard you missed practice.

- Yeah.

- Don't miss no more practices man.

- Alright. Bye, JR.

- And hurry up and get in.

It's about to get dark.

Ben, where you at man?

You said that 20 minutes ago.

Hurry up, dog.

- What's up there, dog.

- What's good man?

- You tell me.

- You done crept all up on me.

Hey they're loving that new shit.

- Oh yeah?

Fuck yeah, I done got new customers and everything

dealing with that?

- That shit fire huh?

- Man, I gave a couple of packs to my main man.

He's on his way back already.

- That's what I'm talking about.

- Getting it in.

- Hey, do you think you can handle another line?

- Fuck yeah, I can handle another line.

I can handle two more if you keep that coming in.

Let's get it.

- 826.

- 826.

- 4826.

- 4826.

- We're gonna be good man.

We're on a come up.

- One of my young niggas was fucking up.

So it's your blessing.

You know what's so crazy.

You remind me of him.

Same blood type and everything.

He was just a hustling motherfucker.

He just knew how to get money.

- Where he at now?

- The nigga couldn't keep his piece in his pants.

So they put a piece to his head, put his dick in the dirt.

Catch my drift.

- It's cool.

- Couple days.

- Renzo.

Got your money?

- It's all there?