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Just know, you don't
give me my money on time,

I'm gonna kill you.

Get in the fucking car!

Ma, you planned this
whole thing with Wanda

to get me out of the game?

Look, we were just doing
what was best for you.

You're trying
to manipulate my life

just like everybody else.

See Terry over there stargazing?

And all that
motherfucker gonna do is look.

That's Boom's wife.

I want you around the clock, woman.

Not tonight, okay, babe?

This bitch hit me with her fuckin' car!

All I can tell you is Terry's out.

You better come with
something bigger next time,

'cause I can hang yo' ass
anytime on a double homicide

of Jay-Mo and your beloved Kato.

Lamar is dead.

We're about to take
over the whole nation.

Pledge allegiance to
the Black Mafia Family!

To the Black Mafia Family!

_

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I stepped away from Meech

because I was tired of answering to him.

Just when I thought I'd become
the boss of my own business,

here come Pops, my new Meech.

You dress too casual to be
driving customers around.

And take off that damn jewelry.

This ain't no damn rap show.

This chain represents
hard work and achievement.

Trust me, Pops, I know
how to run a business.

Nah, nah, successful men have
worn suits my entire life.

This ain't the drug business.

This a family-run,
Christian-owned company.

Throw on a suit.

And if you must wear
some jewelry, put on a cross.

Put on a cross.

What?

Uh, the cross is a better idea

because it... It fits the suit better.

If you go left at the stop sign,

- it'll be faster.
- Uh, trust me, sir.

The way I'm going is the fastest way.

- No, it's not.
- I-I'll bet you it is.

- Go left!
- You know what?

Fuck this shit.

What are
you... What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- Get out the car.
- What?

Get... get your goddamn hands off of me!

Shut up, and
get the fuck out the car.

Are you serious?

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

You know what? I'm gonna tell everyone

the Flenory Family Car
Service is a shitshow!

Fuck you! How 'bout that?

- Fuck you.
- Where you going?

Get back here!

Are you fucking kidding me?

In business,
the customer's always right.

Whoever made that shit
up never drove in the D

or rode in a car with
an asshole like dude.

Here you go.

- Have a nice day.
- Thank you.

- Here, babe.
- Thanks, babe.

Got you one, too, Meech.

Thanks, Peaches. Can I get a spoon?

I'll go grab that.
Sorry. I'll be right back.

- Your girl nice as hell.
- Yeah.

And she's exotic.

She helps translate deals

with all the Arab business
owners around town.

There's levels to this shit, Meech.

The first is stacking a grip

so you can invest in
businesses like this

that generates cash.

Then you have scratch
whenever shit dry up

and spots to wash your money.

Now, the last thing is
diversify your yield.

- Money ain't shit if it's dirty.
- No doubt.

Oh.

I moved a good amount of
that weight with more to come.

I look like somebody
that fuck with piecemeal?

Hit me back flush, same
way I broke you off.

Fo' sho'. Won't be long.

I'm already setting up shop

and expanding with my
cousin in Cleveland.

Hmm. That's what's up.

He's gone.

- Who the fuck was that?
- Probably some dumbass nigga

upset over that coach
I shot at the Saint.

Ain't nothin' but a game of tic-tac-toe.

I'ma find that Cinderella motherfucker.

Meech
and I were both in bed

with new business partners,

which meant new turf and new enemies.

- Hey, baby.
- Hey.

What's going on?

You know, I just can't
believe that you and Terry

aren't comin' to Mama's birthday party.

Baby, we gotta build up a business

or else we won't have a
business to come back to.

But it's been years since
we've been on a family trip.

Even Meechie's coming.

Yeah, well...

I'm sure she'll love
to see her favorite.

- Give her my love.
- I will.

But you know, Mama needs a gift.

And Nicole still needs those bras

that we talked about.

Okay, look, I-I told you

things are still a
little tight right now.

So are her raggedy
hand-me-down bras,

so I'ma get what she
needs, and that'll be that.

All right. So far, we've got $102.

- Those are cute.
- Oh.

Um, I-I think we're
gonna put these back.

Well, you know, you
can get 20% off today

if you just open up a store card.

No, I think we have everything we need.

- Thank you so much.
- You sure?

This tan brassiere would
practically be free,

and the card's good for
purchases all day today.

You know what?

I think we will.

All right.

Just fill this out right here.

Well, I think we gonna do a
little more shopping first.

- Okay.
- Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

Now, you take these
bras, and you go back,

and you get the prettier ones.

For real, Mama?

Yes, and we're gonna get us some clothes

and some shoes for our trip,

and don't you tell your daddy nothing.

I won't. I promise.

- Promise?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Y'know, I just got a phone call

from the customer you
threw out your car.

Yeah, the guy was being a
jerk, telling me how to drive,

acting like he was my damn boss.

The customers are our bosses.

And a bad reputation can ruin us

before we even get started.

Yo, I'm done taking that shit.

This is our company that
we started with my money.

We can't turn a profit
and hire a third driver

if you keep treating
customers like that.

Hire a third driver?

We bought four cars.

Another driver lowers our insurance,

not to mention we're running
out of that settlement money.

And when we're out of cash, we're out.

This ain't the streets.

You can't just get a new supply.

Yeah, I-I know that.

Then start acting like a business owner.

Wear your seatbelt,

stop cussin' and blasting your music,

and for God's sakes, don't
throw out any more customers.

And lastly, make sure you
get this homework done.

Your Mama and I still
expect you to graduate.

Those sheets are foul.

She needed a fresh set, like, yesterday.

Take real good care of
your mama, don't you?

Just like you did when
I was a kid, right?

Mm.

When you gonna give
me a grandbaby, Brian?

Soon.

Who are those flowers from?

Um, a handsome fella dropped 'em off.

He said he was your boss.

My boss?

When... when's Kato coming to visit?

- Meechie!
- Oh, Nikki, I missed you!

- It's been too long!
- I missed you too!

Mm!

We'll chop it up in Cleveland, okay?

- Okay.
- When we get back,

I'm gonna buy out the Lincoln
for all the kids in the hood

to go see Coming to America.

- For real?
- Yeah.

I wanted to see that for so long.

I know.

Yo, yo, nigga, don't be
hittin' that shit from the neck.

No one know where your
nasty-ass lips been.

This my house, nigga.

Hey, you won't show
up for a family dinner,

but now you goin' to
Cleveland for Grandma's party?

Now, nigga, you know I'm her favorite.

And I also know that your
ass is up to something.

While I'm down there, I'ma
try and put lil' cuz on.

James don't even got hair on his nuts.

Not to mention you can't stand his ass.

That's when he was growing up.

Besides, he been dying to get down

since the last family reunion.

You carrying product in
the car with Mama and Nikki?

Man, fuck nah, nigga.

Once I get James on lock,

I'ma have B-Mickie shoot it down.

That shit sound risky as fuck to me.

Yeah, well, I ain't ask
your ass how it sound.

And sometimes, you know,
risks, they worth the reward.

Especially when you franchisin' out,

tryna put BMF all over.

Your Mama like the flowers?

So this is how it's gonna be?

You rolling up on me all the damn time?

Damn skippy.

Why you got your moms at
this shitty-ass facility?

Bad insurance.

I thought you was big-time.

This here?

This the best your drug money can do?

The neglect in this
motherfucker will kill her

before the dementia does.

Let me... look here.

I can make some phone calls,
get her to a better facility.

But my favors don't come for free.

Meech is out of town on some
family shit for a few days,

so even if I was going
to help you, I can't.

A loyal soldier. I respect that.

You know, I was loyal to my ex-wife

till she stabbed me in the back.

I don't give a fuck. I
ain't Sally Jessy Raphael.

Why the fuck you
telling me all this shit?

Sometimes a man gotta
look out for himself,

stop protecting others,

and do what's best for him and his.

I already told you Meech is out of town.

Seventy-two hours.

Give me something on Meech, or...

Mama ain't gonna know who
the fuck taking care of her.

Yep, it's still dead.

Dr. Greenthumb is back in the building.

Call me Tee, please.

Okay, Tee. Thank you for your referrals.

I earned some nice
commissions off of that.

You're welcome. I'm just tryin'

to keep a smile on that face.

Question. How much would my
premium go up if I add a third driver?

Let me find out.

Hey, question.

How much would his premium go up

if he added a third driver?

So we recommend hiring
someone with a clean record

who isn't considered high-risk.

As in a teenager like yourself.

Look, age ain't nothing
but a number, a'ight.

Nah, but good looks.

I've really been bustin' my
ass to make this car shit pop.

You do realize most
businesses fail, right?

- Yeah.
- And the ones that don't,

they have something unique about them

that their competitors don't

and they build their brand around that.

I think I got a good
idea on how to hustle.

I'm just saying.

The real money is at the airport.

The city and metro can
charge for longer fares,

and first-class
passengers, they tip better.

Hmm.

First-class passengers
deserve first-class service,

so I should probably stock my car up

with some good-ass snacks and shit.

You mean refreshments?

Not "good-ass" anything?

Look, how 'bout we go
to the grocery store

and grab a few things
on your lunch break?

Whoa!

That's my niece in that Benz!

How you doing?

- Look.
- Oh.

Girl done come up!

Uncle Charles hit the lottery?

Or Wendy's givin' raises.

- Hey! How you doin'?
- Girl done come up.

Oh, my good... You know I'm trying.

- How you doing, Lu?
- Oh, it's good to see you.

- Good to see you.
- Oh, my goodness.

Hey, Mama!

You smell like a million bucks.

- Damn, cuz!
- What's up, cuz?

- You fresh to def, huh?
- You could be too.

Not closing shifts at the video spot.

It don't pay shit,

which is why I still
be on my side hustle.

Check this out.

Diversifying your yield
ain't always a bad thing.

Nigga, I just made a killing

off a food truck play at the factories.

The video stores you at
really might be better

'cause you already got access to it.

You talkin' way over my head.

Look...

hook me up with ol' boy
that you been booming with.

Then we'll spread the
word that your video store

got a new release
coming later this week.

Where's Terry and my son-in-law?

Well, they started a car service,

and it's only two
drivers, so duty calls.

Oh.

You working with 'em, too, Meechie?

Nah, Grandma. I'm still with sales.

Aw.

Well, I am so thrilled you here.

Me too.

Damn, I ain't know
fruit was this expensive.

This is how you step your game up.

Look, so I already made
a list of some things

that we probably gonna need.

You dropped something.

Oh, yeah.

I was just cutting printing costs.

You gon' piss people off
doing business this way.

Yeah, but I'm not really
tryin' to make friends.

You gotta set the mood
for a pleasurable ride.

I'm all about giving pleasures.

- You see these Ferrero Rochers?
- Yeah.

Those things melt in your mouth.

And you see these Andes
mints? They the bomb.

Yeah, but how am I supposed
to spot first-class passengers?

You gotta look for men in suits,

collared shirts and slacks,

women with skirts and blouses.

But you only got one shot.

So when they ask you how you doin',

don't say, "What up, doe?"

You say,

"I'm well."

That's proper English.

Damn, everything you
saying is smart as hell.

Thanks for coming on a
shopping date with me.

It's not a date. We're just shopping.

Yeah.

Yo.

This my cousin I was telling you about.

- What up, doe?
- What's up?

We got them trees for sale.

Keep you floating for hours.

Oh, yeah?

I got some smoke that'll
elevate your game even more.

Move that, earn a spot
in my organization.

Your organization?

Nigga, I ain't talking 'bout no kill.

I'm talkin' 'bout the baddest white girl

you ever seen or tasted.

Man, please.

Bleek got the purest coke in the city.

Sitting at 60%.

Oh, yeah?

Well, this shit so ill

you could step on it three times

and still be sitting pretty enough

that Bleek'll be your bitch.

Instead of you being his.

You ain't getting' pure
like that around here.

Mm-mm. I'm from the D, homie.

So since we just feelin' each other out

and just getting started,
I'ma float you some trees.

You move that, then
I'll bring in the snow.

Uh-huh.

- What you talkin'?
- I'm a businessman.

So let's step into your
office, negotiate terms.

The reports are true.

Silas escaped this morning.

Units are canvassing the neighborhood,

but there's no sight of Lamar.

Any idea of where he might go?

- Friends, family?
- Nah.

But, you know, this here's nice.

I mean, except for the
prostitutes and graffiti outside.

Hey. I pay, I pick.

And if you put as much
energy into your sources

as you do your lunch,

we would have a lead on Flenory by now.

Well, in my experience,

if a source don't want
my foot up they ass,

he or she will deliver to me.

Nice.

This is a hot pot.

You cook the uh, meat and the veggies

in the broth.

Yo, there ain't no cats
or dogs in this, is there?

Don't make me get out my gun.

Look, I'm just sayin'.

You know, when I think about Chinese,

I think about almond boneless chicken,

maybe some shrimp fried rice,
you know, some Mongolian beef.

None of that is even authentic.

If I'm gonna be taking you to Chinese,

it's gonna be the real deal.

Okay. Uh...

Meow!

Taxi, right here.

Let's go. Let's go.

Keep it moving.

You want to park at the curb,

there's gonna be an airport fee.

Man, if you don't get the
fuck outta here with that.

Everybody here's paid the fee.

You get the fuck outta here.

All right, damn.

Let's go.

No stopping.

Let's go.

Hey, my mans! You need a ride?

Yeah, but I'm going to
the West Side, though.

And? Come on, hop in.

I'ma pop the trunk. Hop in!

I got you. Hop in.

Thanks, man.

No problem. All
right. Come on. Hop in.

Keep it movin'!

None of the other car
companies go deep into the city.

Damn. Really?

Hey, if anyone else needs
a ride to the North End,

West Side, or downtown,

I got room for three,
I got room for three!

Come on, hop in! Let's go!

How y'all doin', how y'all doin'?

Let's go, man!

- Keep it moving!
- Yeah, all right.

- Let's go!
- We leavin' now.

- Will this be all for you, sir?
- Yes.

- Do you have the deluxe edition?
- We sure do.

- Great. I'll take it.
- All right.

Video's due back in three days.

Hey, let me get this, this.

And is this the deluxe
edition of Ghostbusters?

Let me get it.

Here you go.

What you got, what you got?

Herb. Herb!

I ain't home.

Herb...

Pops, check it out.

I hit the airport today,

and I found a new market
we can definitely tap into.

The other car companies are
too afraid to go deep east

or to the West Side, but we ain't.

I even came up with a business slogan.

"We go where you go."

You didn't get out the drug game

to be driving through
the worst parts of town.

It take risk to expand.

We could corner a underserved market.

And I even bought
some first-class snacks

to lock down first-class passengers.

That sound like

a waste of money to me.

Yeah, but sometimes
you gotta spend money

to make it back.

And... and this'll set us
apart from our competitors.

Listen, we need to stick
to who and what we know:

driving folks through the community.

Look, Pops.

We're partners.

We gotta start hearing each other out.

With the business model I'm proposing,

we could corner the
high end, low end markets

as well as hire a third driver
to start making some real bank.

I just need you to trust me on this.

Get on
the road tomorrow morning,

and call me when you
reach the city limits.

Open the door, motherfucker. It's me.

What the fuck was that?

Nothing. About to cut the radio down.

Just remember what I said.

Hit me tomorrow when you touch down.

A'ight. Bet.

Dude, the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm on the phone talking to
the doctors about my moms.

Right. And my name is Bout Scout.

I'm being real with you.

All right, man. My-my bad.

Cool.

Now I'ma get the operator

and have them trace back the last call

just to make sure...

it was the hospital.

Wait, hold on, hold on.

I'ma be real.

Okay, that was Meech on the phone.

He's still up in Ohio.

He needs me to secure a meetup

between him and the Bubs from 6 Mile.

When?

Two days.

At the stash house in Hamtramck.

And you sure Meech gon' be there?

Yes, man. Fuck!

That's the same reason why

I couldn't answer the damn door.

Now you know what's gonna happen

if you lying, right?

I don't got a reason to lie to you.

I just want this shit to be done.

- Hey, look, my man.
- You in the black!

Just hear me out.

We work too hard to be paying a kickback

to some guy that's running a scam

for pulling up at a
curb on public property.

Know what I'm saying? It's
just... it's ridiculous.

Hey, my mans.

Who runs your business,
you or this guy right here?

Don't matter as long as my check clears.

Yeah, but what he's doing

is called unethical business practices.

Look, young blood.

Don't come around here
stirring no trouble, okay?

Most of these people been
driving for over ten years.

And so what that the
white dude's taxing us?

We still get to take care of
our families and make bank.

Yeah, but look.

If we stick together
and fight 'em as a unit,

we could change the system.

And what if we can't?

Then you continue business as usual,

old boy keeps getting
paid for no fucking reason.

But... but look, just...

just think about what I'm saying
and just get back to me, please.

A'ight, bet.

Thank you, brother.

Hey, I told you.

No fee, no curb.

I ain't paying
you a goddamn thing.

And you know what? Matter
of fact, none of us are.

We blackballing yo' ass

and filing a complaint with the airport,

so now you can get the fuck on.

How 'bout that, huh?

Bye-bye. Get the fuck on.

Your attention, please.

Yeah.

Well done.

You from the Flenory Family Car Service?

That's right.

Don't you ever fuck
with our brochure again.

Yo, get the fuck away from
me, you fucking weirdo.

You've been warned.

Taxi Tommy, keep it moving.

Let's go, chop-chop.

Excuse me. Where is the cab line?

Oh, um, it's-it's down this way,

but I-I can take you
where you need to go.

You know what? Let me grab your bags.

I-I'll take you.

- Thank you.
- All right.

You're welcome.

I only see
these during the holidays.

Customer satisfaction is
our number one priority.

I can tell.

And I'll be sure to
recommend your company

to all my colleagues.

Thanks.

Oh, damn.

Is something wrong?

Nope, I just don't want
any of my customers to be late.

Excuse me, officer.

I'm driving my clients
to and from the airport.

I want to know if you
guys are gonna have

checkpoints all over the city?

Yeah, from downtown to south West Side.

Be prepared for delays or
take alternative routes.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey, do you mind if I make a quick stop

so I can call a client

to give him a earlier pickup time?

Please, be my guest.

Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.

Man, is you coming or you ain't?

Yo, it-it's Tee.

Nigga, hang up. You
cloggin' up the line.

You done lost your mind

smoking that devil's skin at my house!

Ah! Come, on, Grandma.

What is you doing?

Ah, fuck!

Boy, you ain't never
too old to catch one!

All right. I'm sorry.

Hey, turn that
up, man, turn that up.

You already know.

Hey, go, go, go.

Yo, where's B-Mickie?

The hell invited yo'
square ass to the party?

I don't need no invite.
I built this shit.

Where the fuck is B-Mick?

Look, nigga.

Yo' hostile Black ass

ain't even got no bidness here,

so why don't you get the fuck on,

you Stevie Wonder-looking motherfucker?

Nigga, I'm being serious.

B's supposed to be
making a run for Meech...

Wrong.

I'm making the move.

You ain't going nowhere high as a kite.

- Where's the work?
- Shit.

- Yo, where's the fucking work?
- Yo, yo, yo, easy!

Get the fuck off me.

Work.

We was having fun till
you showed up, man.

Man, fuck your fun.

Just go get the work.

Oww! get him!

Baby girl.

What is it?

My life just did not turn out

the way I hoped it would.

Why should it?

Where's the fun in that?

Charles and I might
as well be roommates.

Wendy's is paying pennies.

I had to take out a credit card

just to buy this outfit.

And...

the Mercedes is not mine. It's
Meech's. He got it selling drugs.

None of that impresses me.

And it don't matter to God, neither.

I just want you to be proud of me, Ma.

Lucille, I've always been proud of you.

I was disappointed when you
married Charles and moved away,

but you had to do what felt right.

You had already chosen your path,

- just like Meech.
- Yeah...

but I just feel like

I'm fighting one losing
battle after the next.

You've always been
stronger than you realize.

Now, every baby's gotta
leave the nest at some point.

But if you raise 'em right,

they'll always come back to the tree

and find their comfort in its shade.

Hey. How's it going?

Mm, good. What's up with you?

'Bout to shoot to my
grandma's birthday party

in Ohio and surprise them.

I wanted to see if you
and TJ wanted to roll.

- Terry, seriously?
- Hell yeah.

I've been driving all these
damn customers around all day.

I haven't even given y'all a ride yet.

This could be

a nice, quick getaway.

Come on. Pack a bag. Come on, let's go.

- Pack a bag, hurry up.
- All right, all right.

All right, all right.

I bought some formula and diapers,

so I'ma load up his bag, all right?

Hey, little man. Oh, he asleep.

Yep. All right, I'm packing.

Hey, you good?

Yeah, I'll be right out.

All right.

It's weird, riding back here like this.

Not often you get to be chauffeured

by the best driver in the city, huh?

Well, the best driver in the city

better keep his eyes on the road

and stop looking back here at us.

All right.

- Aw, sh...
- What the hell is goin' on?

Thought I avoided this shit
coming down 4th Street.

Sir, pull on up.

Fuck, fuck.

Oh, that's...

Let's go. This man through.

Move forward now.

Let's go.

Move forward now.

Next.

Let's go.

Come on, now.

Why did you back up?

Uh, no, sir, I was just
gathering my documents.

- Where are you headed?
- Um...

Um...

To my granny's house in Cleveland.

License and registration, please.

Uh...

All right, hang tight a sec.

Terry, what's going on?

You acting all weird and shit.

Nothing. Just chill.

All right, sir.

I'm gonna need you to, uh...

drive safe with that precious
cargo in the back seat.

Thank you, officer. Will do.

Say bye-bye! Say bye-bye, TJ.

Bye, little fella.

I hate the police.

They always fucking with a nigga.

Man, what the fuck?

The fuck you doing here?

I brought the fam.

And your girls.

And please believe me when
I say you needed my help.

I thought you was done.

B-Mickie was supposed to make that run.

The least you could say is thank you,

considering all them damn
checkpoints I just went through.

- Man, fuck you.
- You know what?

That means "thank you" in Meechie talk,

so you welcome.

Hey, Grandma, look who
I brought for you to see.

Man, that food was good.

Now let's get to work.

Tee just brought them girls in.

Yo, what the fuck?

Bro, one of them
fucking cans is missing.

That's bullshit. They all was in there.

What you guys looking for?

Easy, pumpkin.

Okay, wait, wait, wait.

Oh, no, Mama, I'll...

I'll... I'll make... I'll
make his bottle for you.

- Okay.
- Let me... let me do it.

I'm just so surprised

and thankful that you guys came.

It's so nice to have
all my kids at one time,

even if it is just for one night.

Yeah.

You welcome, you welcome. I'll make it.

Okay.

♪ Graffiti on the walls ♪

♪ Says you better be aware ♪

♪ Scrunchies on our ponytails
Legs with the warmers ♪

♪ Watching every slow car
When they hit the corner ♪

♪ Huge door knockers
Bending on the canvas ♪

♪ When they see my fresh
Adidas hit the campus ♪

Hey, Mo. When you
gonna cut off that helmet, man?

Nigga, you gotta get another hairstyle

if you're gonna be
part of this crew, man.

Shit ugly, man.

Sick-ass security, man.

♪ Side of the
school With the bleachers ♪

Show y'all boys what
real coins spend like.

Uh-huh. We'll see.

What we got, what we got? Ooh!

Who baby ass we wipin' today?

Yeah? That's it?

Yeah, you know what?

I don't like the terms no more...

so I'm switching up the profit margin.

In my hood, once you
negotiate the terms,

the deal is done.

The fuck?

Is you pissing right now?
This stupid-ass nigga, man.

But this ain't your hood, man.

Come on, Rell.

So this is how y'all get down out here?

Okay.

Rell, this is a good opportunity.

Yeah, yeah. No, no doubt, no doubt.

But this my city and my crew,
so we taking a bigger cut.

Then I'm taking my shit back, nigga.

Nah, I don't think so.

Now, we done here.

Unless you and this Rick
James-looking motherfucker

want some static.

I got it.

I'ma see you around, though.

Yeah, all right then.

So we've located the stash spot

where Demetrius Flenory
is going to be tonight.

Outskirts of Hamtramck.
We're hitting it at 11:00.

How do we know if this is good intel?

Well, it came from my source, so...

Your source must be
pretty high in the ranks

for him to know where
the top dog's gonna be.

That's Bryant's guy

who he's been building
a relationship with.

And I'm sure as hell
gonna give my partner

the space to do his job if it means

we're gonna get more of these
motherfuckers off the street.

Okay, then.

So... there is one point
of entry right here.

Third floor.

What's going on, Pops? We being audited?

No.

This is Denise, our new driver.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Hey, Pops. Can I have a word?

Yeah. Excuse me.

You hired a new driver
without talking to me first?

I don't need your permission
to do what's best for this company.

Yeah, but this is our company.

We gotta do this together
to make this work.

Look, I understand that,

but just think about where Denise

can take the company.

She can go to places and
pick up clients that we can't.

She can expand our customer base,

which means our pockets.

It's a win-win.

Yeah, but how do we
know we can trust her?

I worked with Denise
for years at the factory.

She just got laid off. She's
a single mom with a son.

Yeah, I mean, I-I got a
son I gotta provide for too.

Yeah, and hiring a third
driver helps us do just that.

Ooh, we are home!

Hey, welcome back.

- How was it?
- Hey.

You know Mama enjoyed herself.

Hey, sweetie.

It-it was good. I gotta
go to the bathroom.

- Hey, Miss Denise.
- Hey, Denise.

You're looking at the newest addition

to the Flenory Family Car Service.

My, goodness, that is just wonderful.

Meechie dropped us off.
Terry, get them bags.

Been a while. Good seeing you.

Oh, my goodness. How you been?

Oh, I'm good. How about you?

I'm good. Look at you.

Oh, thanks.

It's good to see you too.
Nice meeting you, Terry.

Thank you. You won't regret it.

Here, miss. Here.

- Oh.
- Let me help you with that.

- I got you.
- That is awfully thoughtful of you.

Oh, no problem.

- You live right here?
- I do.

- Oh!
- I got you.

What a gentleman.

My son usually helps me with
this kind of stuff, but...

Oh, hey, sweetie.

Oh, this must be your son right here.

- Mm-hmm.
- How you doin'?

Hey, Mama, why don't you go ahead
and... and watch your shows?

- I-I got this.
- Okay.

Actually, ma'am,

can I please have a glass of water?

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, of course.

- Thank you.
- Have a seat.

Oh, thank you.

- Oh, you thirsty, huh?
- Very.

Thank you so much.

Of course.

Hey, Mama, I-I got the groceries.

Why don't you go ahead
and get some rest, okay?

- Oh, okay.
- Yeah.

You got some fucking nerve...

Shit, since you like surprises,

I really didn't think you'd mind.

So check this out.

Moving forward, my cousin's
gonna be running shit.

That means you report to him,

and if you fuck shit
up, your mama in there

is gonna be making her
son some meatball stew

with your balls.

All right. I get it.

I hope so, 'cause I need
them girls back as well.

Get down, get down! Don't move!

Freeze! Get down!

Think about it. Don't move.

Oh!

Shit!

I broke my leg!

Hey, dum-dum.

You must've just got
off the short bus, huh?

You didn't see all these
cop cars outside your window?

- Take it easy.
- Just keep moving, big boy.

At least we got the drugs

and these two shitheads off the street.

Yeah.

But still no Meech.

Shit, what we doin'?
Six, six? That's craps?

- Yeah.
- All right, bet.

Throw your shit down.
Let's go, let's get it.

Shit. Strike?

All right, let's go.

No, don't even trip.

I got your ass. You just watch.

Put your whole ass
over here on this table.

- Big dog.
- My nigga.

- What up, doe?
- What up, doe?

All right.

Yeah! Told y'all!

I'm the man, motherfuckers!
Man, y'all can suck my dick.

Sorry-ass craps.

I hate niggas who get
loud about winning.

Gotta be careful with those
who make too much noise.

Yeah, I'ma keep bustin'
y'all ass up in here.

Lady luck.

Right, right, right.

Blow on these, baby.

You're so silly.

Sexy-ass.

I know you K-9's girl,

but you're still your own woman.

Come. There's something
I want to show you.

Take all y'all motherfuckin' money.

Found Cinderella.

And the fucking shoe fits.

When a motherfucker violates...

we demonstrate.

That's what's up.

I'm here.

Shit. Fuck.

I got you, cuz! I got you.

I got you, cuz. Don't even trip.

Shit. Fuck.

Come on.

Come in here. I'm
gonna take care of you.

I got you.

Come on, man. Can we
try this shit some other time?

One and a half kilos, two pushes.

Seen some new faces in the crew,

but they ain't saying shit
till their lawyers show up.

Not a bad day's work.

- But no Meech.
- He was supposed to be there.

Hell is this?

Pulled some strings.

Got your mom into a new

state-of-the-art rehab facility.

They transferring her tomorrow.

Yo, Bryant, ain't nobody ever
done no shit like this for me.

I mean, especially no cop.

Well... we family now, ain't we?

My bad I couldn't make
it. My moms took a turn.

Damn. She all right?

That shit crazy, man.
Hope she feel better.

But you know, you still got
a responsibility here as well.

Yeah, I know.

I been kickin' myself
for making it seem like

B-Mickie always B-Missing.

Crazy as hell for that one.

- I'm being for real, dog.
- No, we family, B.

Hey, look. We all family.

But when something comes up,

we have to do a better
job of communicating

so things can just run smoothly.

If something comes up, call me.

If I call you, hit me back ASAP.

Bro, we can't do this shit no more.

Yeah, you gotta communicate
that shit with us too.

I mean, Tee came through this bitch

throwing his weight around
tryin' to call shots and shit.

- What we supposed to do?
- Yeah, that was some bullshit.

He messed our party up too.

Who we supposed to
answer to, you or Tee?

Yeah, Meech. That shit be mad confusing.

From now on, I'm the only
motherfucker calling shots.

If I'm not here, holla at B-Mick.

Flat out.

Well, there it is, then.

All right.

A'ight, nigga.

That's a mighty fine looking nightgown.

You like it?

I do.

Thank you.

Did you buy it with the credit card
you opened on our daughter's name?

I was just trying to measure up

to all those women you've
been fantasizing about.

What the hell you talkin' about?

I was cleaning up the
other day, and I...

and I saw those dirty
magazines in your guitar case.

Well, I wouldn't have
to buy them damn things

if you didn't treat having
sex with me like a chore.

I wanna make myself vulnerable for you,

for you to take me...
however you want me.

It's just... it's just so hard

to do everything for
everybody all the time.

Well, lookit here.

Saint Lucille made some sacrifices,

and now she wants praise from the pope.

Don't talk to me like that.

That... smut...

- This is you breaking our vows.
- No, this is you breaking the law.

And screwing up Nicole's future.

You just thinking about
yo'self and you embarrassed

about what everybody
else thinks about you.

Oh, no. You talkin' about yourself now.

Oh, oh, oh, I'm talking about myself?

Am I? Am I?

Because it seems to me

- that we are just two peas in a pod.
- We used to be.

Do you remember?

We used to be everything.

I remember when you used to like me.

I am your husband, Lucille.

And it would be nice
if every once in a while

you wanted me like I want you.

I'm just tired.

That makes two of us.

Here you go. Enjoy
the movie, little man.

Motherfucker, you
got my crew questioning me

'cause you inserting
your ass into my business.

You must've forgot that
we built this shit together.

Tee, I don't give a fuck.

Nigga, get in the
game or stay out of it.

Can't keep tiptoeing in both
lanes, messing up my shit.

Yo, get the fuck out my...

Yo, Terry, stop!

Terry, Meech, stop!

Stop it, Meech! Stop!

Hey, hey! Knock it off, you two,

or I'm calling the cops.

Next time you get in my business,

I'ma beat your ass again.

Man, fuck you! If it wasn't for me,

Sockie would've been locked
up and all your shit gone.

I saved your ass, like
I always fucking do.

I ain't tell your stupid ass to do that.

Mind your own fucking
business and get out of mine.

Stupid-ass.

When family business gets fucked up

and ties are severed,

that's when you're left most vulnerable

and enemies attack.

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