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- [ music playing ] - ♪ Yeah, Brooklyn

- ♪ Them young boys be whilin' ♪ - ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money and violence ♪

- ♪ Them young boys be whilin' ♪ - ♪ Yeah

♪ All this money and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah - ♪ See, I don't wanna see you hurt ♪

♪ But pain brings you a little closer ♪

♪ You said you ride to die, you're supposed to be like my soldier ♪

♪ Said you was lookin' out, but I'm lookin' over my shoulder ♪

♪ Holding hammers like grudges, the bitch ass around us, they know us ♪

♪ Them young boys be whilin', all this money and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah, them young boys be whilin' ♪ - ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money and violence ♪

- ♪ Yeah, them young boys be whilin' ♪ - ♪ Whilin'

♪ All this money and violence ♪

♪ Them young boys be whilin' ♪

♪ All this money and violence. ♪

[ gunshot echoes ]

Yo! Yo!

- What's good, homie? - What up?

- You're Rafe's people, right? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm Miz's man, he put you on that thing?

Yeah, yeah, Rafe pulled me through. You know Rafe?

Yeah, I know that nigga. I'm Shane.

Yeah, I be seein' ya around the hood.

I'll be seeing you, too. I didn't know you was down with them Jix.

I mean, it's not really my thing,

but everybody gotta eat, right?

No. Everybody don't gotta eat.

Niggas need to stay in they lane.

Lookin' like a sour-ass nigga, anyway.

You get ran over playin' in these streets.

Man, I hear you. But yo, I'm about to go check Rafe out.

I'ma holla at you, though.

I hear you.

I cannot believe all them did with the boy Donovan like that, brethren.

Yeah, man, me tell them about them Yankee boy

I'ma deal with-- can't part with them, you can't trust them at all.

Look at what they do, leaving a man bleeding in the park like a dog, brethren.

Yo, you see him one more,

you look in his eyes, you see the pain.

I cannot deal with that, my man.

I wanna kill every blood clot there.

Brethren, we cannot go into a war.

I say we go after them Yankee boys down in Eastern Parkway.

Chop off some of them blood clot

and some of them gonna talk, something.

Cool it, brethren, now, easy.

Everything hidden in the dark must come to light,

and when it comes to light, we'll just lit donga.

Yeah, them man will have to pay.

Whoever strike down at you there,

them have to pay with them life. Life for life right now.

How you mean, brethren? The only thing

that will ease the pain of this account by brethren.

It's the only way I can look in her eyes again.

Still have that man walking around?

Tsk. Can't live with that.

Don't worry yourself, brethren. Want 'em to chatty-chatty them.

Eye for an eye for them business, brethren.

Once them start talk of them thing,

man-on-man, they gonna hear where I'm goin',

and I'm gonna make 'em know where I'm goin', brethren.

- We'll just deal with that. - And then?

Then release the dog, then, brethren.

Nah, G. This thing personal.

We have to kill that.

I wanna feel that blood splatter upon my skin

to cleanse my soul of this wrongdoing, you know.

Brethren, from your lip to my gun.

So we are gonna deal with it. Don't worry about it.

That's how I work. We'll deal with them wicked.

- Yo, Miz. - [ siren wailing ]

Miz.

- Oh, shit! - Nigga, what's up?

Shit, yo, I was tryin' to tell you

Rafe put me onto that thing we supposed to do.

- Yeah, so? - Yeah, I'm here to hold you down--

Nigga, I don't need you to hold me down, my nigga.

I ain't fixin' to agree with his decision.

Just stay out of my way and you good.

[ scoffs ] Psh-hh.

I hope you got some good news for me, Leon,

'cause I ain't runnin' no money for you no more.

Damn, slow down. I told you I got you next time I see you, right?

Look, here's that C-note that I owed you, plus a little extra.

Things been a little slow sometimes, baby.

Extras? This is 50.

It's $50 more than you had. Why you complainin'?

Complaining? Do you know how much money you owe me?

At least you know you got that paper out there somewhere.

It'll come to you when you need it the most.

I got another job for you tomorrow,

but I'ma hit you with the details. I'ma call you, though.

Yo!

I think he's talking to you.

No, I don't know him.

Yo, that was Leon?

Yeah, why? He owes you money?

No. I just had a message to relay to him.

Well, I'm supposed to see him tomorrow.

Maybe I can deliver the message?

What, y'all on a date or somethin'?

Yeah, straight to the bank.

Oh. So you his runner. How cute.

- Whatever, nigga. - So, that's your homie, huh?

Yeah, somethin' like that. My name's Mel, by the way.

What's up, Mel? Nice to meet you.

I'ma see you around, though.

Shoutin' and yelling like that, I hope not.

I thought you were gonna rob me.

Don't worry. It's not you I'ma get.

'Sup, Papi?

"Papi"? I'm not fucking Puerto Rican, man.

I'm fuckin' Mexican, bro.

Man, you understand what I'm talking about, man.

- No, I don't. - All right, man, you got it.

Yeah, I got it.

I got something real nice for you, though.

Yeah, how nice?

Damn, Capone, you always giving me a shake, man. Why?

I'm not good enough for you till we rock this after you step all over it?

Homie, stop complaining. You cookin' this shit, a'ight?

You crush it down to powder, anyway.

Man, that's that bullshit, though, man.

Nigga, you good.

I don't even step in it like that.

Have I ever given you bad work?

- No, but come on, man. - Men lie, women lie.

That comeback don't lie, though.

You never lie about that, though.

- A'ight, we good? - Nah, homie, we great.

- Do I count this shit? - Nigga, I know how to do math.

Nigga, I hope so.

Let me know when you're ready for the real shit.

No, man. I'm not ready for that type of commitment.

I know how your people do,

and my life is worth more than that paper.

Change your mind, you know where to find me.

A'ight, homie.

[ engine starts ]

[ silent ]

[ silent ]

Yo! I forgot to tell you.

You know I saw this nigga Leon, man?

You still lookin' for that nigga?

He ain't paid your bread yet?

No. I saw this nigga talking to some chick on Parkside.

When boy realized it was me,

this nigga ran to the train station.

[ laughs ] That nigga was on the move that quick?

Yeah, I think this nigga was on a train

by the time I crossed the street.

Yo. I could've sworn I saw that nigga with Tai the other day.

- Where at? - On Flatbush.

I could've sworn I saw them go into the Ragamuffins.

But maybe I'm buggin'.

Nah, you gotta be buggin'. Are you sure it was Tai?

I ain't really see a face. I saw them from behind.

Plus, I was high, so maybe I'm trippin'.

You and Tai good, right?

Yeah, why you say that?

He was really heated the other day,

talking about you half-stepping on getting bread.

[ sighs ] This nigga still on that shit, man?

I ain't really understand what he was sayin'. I was just lettin' him vent.

This nigga tryin' to get me to do some greaseball shit.

- Yeah, sounds like Tai. - What you mean by that?

I ain't really tryin' to start no drama,

but he really be on that bullshit.

- Man, y'all would be on that bullshit, man. - A'ight.

Man, I ain't about to sit here

and talk about this shit all day, though.

Let's go spend some money.

[ cell phone rings ]

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

- Yo! - Yo.

- Yeah, what's good? - Ain't shit.

Yo, I just got some fire. I'ma need to come see you soon.

Word? You know I been waitin' on you, right?

Yo, I meant to tell you, the streets is buzzing on some "D" shit,

and you name keep gettin' brought up.

Don't even worry about that, man.

Word got back to me already. It's nothin'.

A'ight, a'ight. Be safe.

A'ight. One.

Wait up.

[ woman preaching ]

Hell, bro, what's up, man?

Ain't shit, my nigga man. I'm out here maintainin', man.

Tryin' to enjoy the festivities

of this Labor Day parade and shit. How you?

[ scoffs ] Same shit, man.

Broke as hell. Still looking for a job, man.

Actually, man, I was hoping you had some good news for me, man.

I mean, shit is still in the works, man.

Niggas is still doin' homework,

but, um, I holler at the niggas.

I let them know you was coming on board.

You sure you hollered at niggas, man? I seen Shane and Miz.

Them niggas don't look too happy about me being on board, man.

It took a lot of convincing, though, Kane.

I ain't gonna lie to you, man.

I put my fucking word on the line for you, my nigga.

Do not fuck this up. Don't make me look like no fool, man.

And another thing, man, you can't keep speaking on this shit, my dude.

I mean, I put you on, but it's, like,

my dude, let this shit be a faint memory.

It's something never to be spoken on again, man.

Once we do it, that's it.

I feel you, man.

Yeah, I mean, we'll see, man.

Yo, where you headed anyway, man?

You ain't fuckin' with the Labor Day parade?

I saw mad broads out here, my dude.

Parade? Hell, no, nigga.

Somebody get shot every year, man.

I'd rather hear from that shit at my crib.

I ain't tryin' to be the next victim, boy.

Yo, you gotta stop being so fucking scary, man.

My nigga, I'm tryin' to put you on with the big boys, man.

You can't be rollin' with the big boys actin' like this.

Yeah, I hear you. I'ma pass on that.

I'm about to head to Cindy's crib.

I was playin' a scratch-off the other day and won a hundred dollars.

I'm about to see if that's enough to see my daughter, man.

Yo, my dude, you payin' to see your daughter?

You know how crazy that shit sound?

Tell me about it. I'm livin' it.

I'ma holla at you, though. Keep me posted, man.

A'ight, man. I'll see you, man.

A'ight.

Mad people out here. Dope, though.

I ain't gonna front. We need some "loud."

- What you got? - What you wanting?

I want 3.5, man.

- Come on, follow me. - Say no more.

Is that what you wanted, man?

Yeah, let me get a 3.5.

You know them mothers a half mil, right?

- Ain't that what they normally cost? - Yeah.

Yo, get him his bread or whatever.

[ muttering ]

That's how you move, my nigga?

That's how y'all niggas do it out here?

- My nigga, you know who you're robbin'? - Shut up.

- I don't give a fuck. - A'ight.

You gonna be all right.

[ cell phone rings ]

- Hello? - Yo?

- What's up? - I'm by the parkway. Where you at, man?

I'm, like, a block over.

Come get up on me. I'm over here on Franklin.

- All right, give me five. - A'ight, say no more.

Cool.

[ silent ]

[ music playing ]

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

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

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

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

♪ New York is in the building ♪

♪ That's what's up, get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas like monster trucks ♪

♪ Only here to click confusion ♪

♪ Better get your crews done ♪

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

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

♪ So I can bark a mic like dog fetching for bones ♪

♪ Style so original it can never be cloned ♪

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

♪ And all is stress-free 'cause Dib gonna deal with it ♪

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

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

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

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

♪ Full throttle on the track ♪

♪ So I can rock through this song ♪

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

♪ March right out the womb, another warrior born ♪

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

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

♪ But I did always keep the chrome properly tucked ♪

♪ Someone reaching, I'm in position ♪