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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 ]

- So what's the address? - I don't know the exact address.

I just know that it's called Mr. Tee's Pharmacy

and it's on 167th.

All right, cool. Let me see if I can pull this shit up on Google.

♪ Bingo!

- Just like that? - Pretty much.

Now let's see what we workin' with here.

Let's see if it's even worth taking a troop up there.

- What do you mean? - I mean a quick look at the block.

- How? From here? - Yeah, hold on one second.

You're putting me onto something over here.

Yeah, this is definitely it right here, man.

- Yo, this is a main ave, Miz. - Definitely is.

And a train station's right there at the corner?

That means heavy foot traffic.

There's also a bus stop directly across the street from the spot.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Nah, it's a bad thing, man.

Whoever's standing at that bus stop

got a direct line of sight straight into that pharmacy.

Yeah, but there's a garbage dumpster right in front of the spot.

You can't really see inside.

Yeah, I'm gonna need you to pay attention, Black.

Look at these images, man. These people got on shorts and T-shirts.

This ain't no recent picture.

Man, that dumpster probably isn't there anymore.

You can tell they was working that space next door.

Buildings take, what, months?

That little space right there took them weeks to put together.

I doubt that dumpster is still there, man.

I doubt it, too, man.

Yo, let's see what's the closest corner.

Yo, it's right here. This is where we gotta head.

- So what's the verdict? - The verdict is

now we move on to the next step,

which is to head up there to the BX

and do the homework live and direct.

Yo, Miz, I really hope you know what you're talking about, man.

We good, Rafe. Let's just move forward, man.

On to the next step now, Black.

[ car horn honks ]

Yo, that's the joint right there, man.

I don't see the whole purpose of this,

but I'm moving on your word.

My nigga, you won't regret it. Trust me.

As long as they got those little blue joints in there,

- we're good. - All right, man.

Let's see how we're gonna do this.

- Let's take a walk. - All right.

Yo, it's looking like it's one camera in front of the spot

and it's a camera right here.

But this is the closest corner, so I say we spin here

'cause it's real important that as soon as we make our exit,

we get out the line of sight ASAP.

Yeah, 'cause we could park the car down there.

Yeah, this is a main ave, so the traffic's gonna be high.

It's a pharmacy, so I don't see

the traffic being too crazy,

but if it is, I got it covered.

Yo, what is it exactly that I'm supposed to be looking for?

Nigga, the bottle slip should be saying, "oxycodone hydrochloride."

Matter of fact, I'll go in and take everything.

You play it up front just in case anybody walks in.

Say no more, man. You do what you do

- and I'ma hold you down. - Is it a go?

That's what it's looking like, man.

I can't even believe that you got me considering this dumb shit.

You're gonna thank me later, Rafe.

[ bus engine chugs ]

Yo, this no make no sense, dawg.

The man comes all the way out front just to get licked outside?

Yo, man, the man what get licked down

clear as day and nobody no see nothing?

- It can't be. - Yo, something not right.

I have a wicked feeling I'll have revenge, brethren.

I tell myself, this are not a random thing, this.

Yo, man, Yardie and the dog them have bitten a few people,

but not enough for somebody to come back for a bite.

Yeah, who knows who them done the firing?

- Who could've dared with this, huh? - Yo, man,

the man him do this thing, he moves like a phantom.

Everybody hear the shot, but nobody see who do it.

Yo, this no make no sense, dawg.

Yo, G, you never know.

He could've bucked up on one of the youth around here.

This thing could've happened for something as simple as a look.

The youth around here are wild.

Hmm, yo, you're right, Fresh.

It no make no sense to complicate the thing

when there's a simple answer for the question.

A simple question, brethren.

Casualty of war.

Eternal sleep for the boy Yardie.

Yo, a war I goin' on to do with other brethren.

If we get two yardie more,

then we can put the rat to sleep.

Couldn't have said it better myself, General.

Yeah, true, you know the thing vex me, brethren.

Yo, we just have to let it be.

- Till we figure out what it really going on. - Mm-hmm.

[ car horns honking ]

[ faint music playing ]

Yo, don't fucking move.

Don't fucking move. Sit down, sit down, sit down.

[ bottles clattering ]

Don't fucking move.

Don't fucking move, man. Don't fucking move.

- So tell me why it my boy. - We don't know, BR.

All you gotta tell me is you don't know? Oh, no, no, no.

Brethren, the man tell me, "I go down the road

for go check Mr. Chin for get some Chinese food.

Two twos, we hear gunshot.

By the time me and Fresh ran out to the shop and get upon the corner,

him there he was lying on the ground.

This no make no sense.

This don't make no sense.

Yardie no come here for lose him life, you know?

He lose him life and you tell me nobody gets touched?

What kind of fuck--

what kind of fuckery business going on here, eh?

Brethren, we're gonna find out who made the move there.

I want to deal with the business just as much as you, brethren.

We no see the man, we'll kill all of them.

For call the dog them.

Since we don't know nothing 'bout nothing!

Whether a bumbaclot or dog, all, we are hungry.

we no shit on in our house

we run wild and loose like loose dogs.

Yo, brethren, me don't know for the man, so don't get restless, brethren.

We still have a whole leap to try and figure out, dog.

The aim is to all know.

We don't know nothing about the boy Miz and the dogs.

So you're telling me they call me and my brethren out here to follow the blind?

This is what following the blind leads to.

- My boy's gone. - Yo, cool now, BR.

Everything's criss.

We're gonna find out who did what

and when we do, that food will fall on the plate.

Yo, me, I'm gonna deal with it.

Leave it to me. I'm gonna deal with it

the way my boy would deal with it if it was me--

- straight. - Hey, yo, G,

the boy Miz, him have to pay for this, too.

The loss of life.

Him are responsible just as much as the man who pulled the trigger.

Yo, just cool now, BR.

We're gonna get for who did.

And when that day that comes,

I'm gonna put the man in your hands

so you can do as you please to make your heart feel good, brethren.

It's the only way to make things right.

Nothing's gonna make this right.

Miz's life will only make it even.

Yeah.

[ motor starts ]

Damn.

[ motor revs ]

Okay, man.

[ motor stops ]

The fuck you looking at?

- What the fuck? - I'm having a bed fucking day as it is.

You talking all this shit outside.

I wasn't gonna do this. What the fuck you got?

- Don't have shit for you. - No, you got something. What you got?

You drivin' this nice-ass fucking bike, you don't got nothin'?

Get on the floor. Get on the floor. Don't move.

Lucky I don't shoot your broke ass.

Stay there. Don't move.

- [ motor starts ] - Kane: Nice bike, my nigga.

The fuck...?

[ wind whistling ]

[ faint horn honks ]

[ woman's voice speaking ]

Oh, shit. Look who just crept back in the hood. What's good, son?

Nigga, we ain't seen your ass in forever.

Y'all niggas is crazy, man.

Act like I wasn't out here last week.

[ chuckles ] What's up, dawg?

You know niggas is just fucking with you, though.

I had to come check y'all niggas.

Dudes from the other side's out of pocket, man.

- Out of pocket, how? - This nigga just blew shots at me the other day.

I swear, this nigga was tryin' to take my head off.

- Who? Where at? - Out in Flatbush, man.

Over a fucking zip of kush.

This nigga tried to take my head off.

I can't even speak to this nigga, yo, straight up.

So homie gotta get dealt with, boy.

You know how you do, Leon.

That nigga let you walk away without getting his bread?

He did it to hisself, son.

Yo, I ain't gonna front. I don't know how niggas ain't get you yet.

All them motherfuckers you be out there zo-ing.

I'm a businessman, man. I'm all about the dollar.

Y'all niggas gonna come with me or what, man?

- Who's the homie? - Some short, dark-skinned nigga named Shane.

He's got dreads and shit, a Flatbush nigga.

I know a nigga from the Bush, son,

but that nigga's name don't ring out there.

He's one of them "play the block all day" ass niggas.

He play the block all day!

Cool. So we're gonna have to slide through and show homie

family ain't nothing to fuck with.

Yo, bring that Brownsville bullshit back to the Bush, man.

Show them niggas what is hit enforcin'.

All that paper you've been getting from that scamming shit,

and you ain't got not one hammer?

Yo, son, you better go swipe yourself a nine-milli, son.

Stop playing with these niggas out here, son.

I get fly, Mack.

Give me the bitches and the paper.

I leave that killing shit to y'all niggas, man.

When you wanna ride out on this nigga?

I was just sliding through.

I got a couple of things I'm gonna take care of.

I'ma slide through one night this week,

- we're gonna handle that nigga. - Say no more.

- It ain't nothing but a word. - Keep niggas posted, son.

All right, son, my nigga.

- I'ma slide through. - All right.

Got this, nigga.

[ faint wincing ]

Oh, shit.

The fuck...?

Kane! Come here, Kane. Come here, my nigga.

- What happened here? - I got hit. Come here.

- Oh...! - I need you to do me a favor.

- Ooh! - Don't worry about it.

- Look. Hold on. - Kane: Mm.

- Take this to my building. - Nah.

My nigga, I need you to take this to my building.

I don't know if they called the boys or not. Please.

I'll meet you there in two minutes.

Take it to my-- tuck it in!

- Tuck it in. - Ain't got nothing in there, right?

Don't worry about it. Just go straight to my building.

- You gonna be good? - Shane: Yeah.

Go, go. Don't go nowhere.

- Go straight to my building, Kane. - All right.

[ child babbles ]

Fuck.

[ winces ] Ah, shit.

[ siren wails ]

[ mutters ] This guy got me waiting here.

[ singing ]

Fuck.

The fuck you doing in this building?

You know I just came from busting some cheeks and shit in my little bitch.

The fuck goin' on with you, nigga?

I just got hit, my nigga.

- Ugh! - Aw, shit.

That shit look like fucking spaghetti meatballs.

Fuck goin' on? How the fuck you do that?

Some nigga was just talking crazy in front of the building.

I fucking backed him down and went to go take what he got.

Nigga, when I got to the steps, nigga let me have one.

Damn, shooter Shane.

Looks like you need some more lessons

when it comes to this robbing shit, "Billy the Kid."

Shane: Get the fuck out of here.

Kane.

- You got my gun? - Yeah, man.

This shit ain't gonna have my DNA on it, right?

You got these little scary niggas holding your ratchets, now?

Yo, chill, my nigga. Leave my nigga alone.

[ chuckles ] That's why you got a hole in your leg now, nigga,

fucking with this nigga.

Lookit, man, I appreciate what you did.

Anytime, man.

Yo, Shane, you better go put some ice on that shit.

Do something, B. Better handle yours. [ chuckles ]

[ laughing ]

Let me call this nigga.

Yo. Yo, Leon, what's good, family?

Yo, guess who I just ran into?

This nigga Shane.

Yeah. Shooter Shane.

Call him a bitch, my nigga. That nigga just got popped in the leg.

This nigga's walking around looking all vulnerable and shit.

Yo, if anybody did wanna get that nigga,

now would be the perfect time, I ain't gonna front.

Word to Mami.

But, yo, not for nothing. I'ma hit you up.

I'm about to make moves, all right? All right.

[ speaking softly ]

[ remote chimes ]

Chyna: Oh, my God.

- So how was dinner? - It was good.

- I've never been there before. - Cool little spot.

It was my second time there. The prices are reasonable.

Prices? Not like that shit matters to you anyway.

- What's that supposed to mean? - What does it sound like it means?

Guys like you live well

and hardly ever let little things like prices get in the way.

Shit, I'm just trying to live.

Trying? I think it's safe to say

you're successful at that attempt.

- Well, I definitely can't complain. - [ phone rings ]

Yo. Why, what's up?

Can be if needed.

Well, can this wait?

How soon you need that?

All right, so I'm gonna go to my crib now, get it.

Once I get it, I'ma holler at you.

- All right. - Is everything okay?

Everything's cool.

I just gotta handle some business that can't be put off, though.

Do you wanna drop me home?

Mmm, nah. Matter of fact, take a ride with me.

You wouldn't put me in anything dangerous, now would you?

Of course not, Chyna. You're in good hands.

All right, so I'll take the ride.

Just act like I'm not even here.

All right, so we're gonna go to my crib,

pick that up, and, yeah.

[ engine starts, car signal chimes ]

[ engine revs ]

Man, what's up with this nigga?

- What happened? - Yo, this nigga Shane, my nigga.

I keep calling him, he ain't picking up his phone,

and I know he sees me calling him.

Like, I've been calling the nigga for days.

I even sent him a text message.

Do you think he got booked by the boys?

Nah, that nigga ain't booked. His phone went straight to voice mail.

- He got bread for you? - Yeah, a little something,

but I wasn't even stressing that.

I hit that nigga off with something nice

off that fucking lick Maggz had set up the other day.

- There go your answer right there. - What?

Yo, man, a nigga ain't picking up your calls

plus he owe you bread? Man, that shit can only add up to one thing.

Nah, I don't see Shane doing shit like that, man.

Yo, stop thinking this little dude is like us, man.

Are you blind, my nigga?

Are you not seeing what the streets is breeding these days?

My nigga, I know what the street breeds,

but I'm giving Shane the benefit of the doubt.

Yo, good luck, man. I don't trust these little dudes

as far as I can throw them with a broken arm, man.

These little niggas is underhanded, Miz.

Man, there gotta be a logical reason why he's not picking up.

If the nigga's not locked up,

what other answer could there be?

Yo, loyalty and principle is nothing but a tattoo to these dudes.

Nah, my nigga. Shane has principles.

He young, so he a little hotheaded,

but for the most part, my nigga, he does what's right.

"For the most part."

Yo, Miz, if a chain is 99% gold

and 1% silver, is it real gold?

- No, it makes it fake. - Okay, so how does a nigga

that's 99% real

and 1% on some bullshit

be a real nigga? Yo, it's all or nothing, my nigga.

- You're slipping. - I hear you,

but compared to these niggas out here, Shane is good.

Yo, man, but look who you comparing him to, man.

These little niggas out here don't live by no codes.

These niggas fuck each other over

and smile in each other's faces like the shit never happened.

Niggas be hanging out with niggas they don't even like.

These little niggas is weirdos, man.

A bunch of fucking frauds acting gangster.

Yo, we're from a different time and era, my nigga,

but Shane, he official.

I don't know what's the reason why I'm not hearing from him,

but I know there has to be a reason.

Yo, you keep your faith, man. That's your little man,

so you know him much better than I do.

I'm just saying that the way that things are adding up,

shit definitely don't look good.

I hear you.

What the fuck? Now this nigga's phone's going straight to voice mail.

[ scoffs ] Good luck, Miz.

Good luck, nigga.

[ 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 ♪