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(suspenseful music)

- Y'all ready to do this.

- Yeah.

- Hell, yeah, show me the money.

- Hey, don't fuck this up.

Or I'll fuck you up.

Is that motherfucker gonna be a problem?

- Nah, he good, just give us the shit

so we can be out.

- Everything you need is in the bag.

Text me when you set up and that bitch is done.

And all of this...

Is yours.

- Don't worry about it big homie,

'cause that bitch is done.

(suspenseful music)

- Bruh, y'all see that shit?

Racks on racks, nigga.

Think I'm about to cop me a little hos,

a little house, a little car.

Nigga I'm about to be set.

- Nigga, shut the fuck up.

Do you ever listen to the dumb ass shit you say?

Nigga, you stupid.

- Smart enough to get us this lick.

If it weren't for me,

you wouldn't be making this run.

Nigga, so you shut the fuck up.

- Hey, y'all chill.

How about we just say we do

all we gonna do.

- You sound like a little beyotch.

- Man, look, bro, I'm just tryna go home.

- I'm just tryna go home.

- Man, you a straight pussy, dawg.

- Bro, what if this shit is a setup?

Or what if something else happen bro?

Man, dude, I'm just tryna go home.

- Get your boy down.

- Dude, look, once we get this money,

we ain't gotta ever look back.

- Nah, bruh.

I'm going home.

- I'm going home.

- You a little bitch.

- Go ahead and tuck that tail.

- Say, let's go.

I'm going with or without you.

- Aight.

(water running)

(suspenseful music)

- What the fuck you doing?

Shoot the bitch.

- I can't do this.

- Wait, wait, wait.

(woman screams)

- You all right? - Yeah.

- Dreams again, huh?

- Yep.

- Say, bruh, you about to be a free man.

You gonna have to handle up on this situation, though.

- Mr. Reed, it's time to go.

- OG, I got you when I get out, man.

Appreciate everything you did for me in here.

- You know how you can pay me back right?

- How's that?

- Make it right with your brother.

- Mr. Reed, it's time to go.

- I'll think on it, OG.

- Aight, be easy.

(inmates chattering)

- Act like you wanna stay in here.

Don't worry.

Out here ain't so bad.

- Keep your head up my nigga.

(soulful music)

- Ooh, hey, BJ.

You coming my way?

Do you know who I am?

Lookin' like an inflated Urkel.

(soulful music)

- Ooh, hey, Renz, baby, what's up.

- What you need?

- My usual.

- Holla at Money.

- Hey, Money.

- What's up, girl?

- You know, chillin'.

I'll see you later?

- All right, girl.

Hey, nigga, come watch my car, nigga.

(soulful music)

(door bells ringing)

- Loriel need to get her little fine ass

on somewhere, man, before I do something to her.

- If your dick don't fall off.

- Yo, right, but no real, fine as hell, man.

Hey, speaking of dick, hey, man,

you got some condoms back there?

- Yeah, we do, what kind?

- Get my man those Durex.

- Nah, man, stop playing on me.

I need the big boys, man, Magnum extra large.

- Boy, you need Durex.

- Didn't I just say don't play, damn Durex.

- Right here.

- $10 right here.

Keep the change, aight?

- [Clerk] All right, thank you.

- Hey, tell my boy Deuce I'm a holla at him

in a minute, all right?

- [Clerk] Okay, I will.

- Score and go, man.

T score and go, man.

(horn blowing)

(upbeat music)

- Why the hell is you out here blowing

like a lunatic?

- Because it's taking you too damn long.

Hurry up, I'm tryna go see my boo.

I know he lookin' good for me.

Damn, what's taking you so long, Gis?

(all laughing)

- But Nora, please tell me

this girl is not talking about this dawg ass Corey.

- Girl, you gonna get kicked out the car again.

- You remember what happened last time.

You almost lost your weave.

- Right, and I don't know how many times

I have to tell you you hos to keep

my man name out your motherfuckin' mouth.

Anyway, sorry you had to find out

the hard way, ma'am.

But, where the hell you think

you going in this grandma sweater?

- Girl, we said we going to a party.

Ain't no Bible study. - Right.

- Whatever, girl what?

- Now are you ready to like change the game.

You ready?

- No.

- Yes.

- I'm not worried about no man.

- Okay.

- Well, we gonna make them worry about you.

- That's right.

Here, now put this one.

- And take off that damn sweater.

Hell, making me hot.

(hip hop music)

(engine revs)

- Ooh, I should have wore some stockings with this dress.

- Stockings?

- Bitch, stockings? How old are you, 80?

If you don't bring your country ass in here

and let's enjoy this party.

- And get you a new boo.

- Girl, I told you, I ain't worried about no boo.

(Tasha knocking)

- Hello, Black.

Aren't you gonna invite us in?

- Girl, bring your country ass on in here.

(hip hop music)

♪ I swear it's really going up ♪

♪ Chop, chop, model bitches all tryna fuck ♪

♪ Them basic hos, so you know I'm going duck ♪

♪ She ain't sappy 'cause she ain't gettin' fucked, no sir ♪

♪ Let's lick up in the mansion ♪

♪ Press 'em homies got some friends ♪

♪ That run on dancin' ♪

♪ Card lackin', I ain't tryna chance it ♪

♪ I ain't it, but I'm walking with that can, yeah ♪

♪ Shawty bet I'm tryna splurge ♪

♪ Sit and ride to the doctor, trip the curb ♪

♪ I got your back, yeah, girl ♪

- [Man] OG.

- What's up baby?

- Happy birthday, nigga.

- What you say there, man,

when'd you pull up?

- Shit, I just got here.

- Oh, really.

- I was fuckin' with Ronnie big and broke ass.

- Hey, man, why the fuck you leave me out there, man?

- [Man] I told you I wasn't fuckin' with runnin' man.

- My nigga got your ass too, huh?

- They heading out, they got things (indistinct).

- Hey, nigga, fuck you, nigga,

wind up with two punk ass dawgs.

(girl clears throat)

- Renz, this Nora.

Nora, that's my boy Renz

and my boy Money right there.

- Money, yeah.

- Yeah, money.

- Yeah, I remember both of y'all

from the girls side picnic.

- Oh, is that right?

- How could I forget?

You walking around with a gun sticking out your pants.

- Lookin' goofier than a motherfucker.

- Hey, I'll be right back.

- That nigga ass gonna catch something.

- You gotta redeem it.

- Enjoy this birthday OG.

Ain't got too many more of these motherfuckers left.

- Nigga, what the fuck is you talking about now?

- Man, the east got hit twice

in the past three weeks.

12 on the nigga ass like brake lights.

We gotta tighten this shit up, man,

or shut this shit down.

I swear to God I'll give all this shit up

for five minutes of peace of mind.

- Are you serious?

Not Mr. Mo' Money, I know you ain't serious.

- Shit.

It's 20/20, it's a million ways to make money now.

- Check this out, nigga.

The streets been the same ever since

you jumped off that porch, yo.

I mean, what yo ass gonna do?

Hide? Lay low?

Come on, man, we own all this shit out here, Renz.

All of it.

Nigga, who run the streets better than we do?

No motherfuckin' body.

- I heard you man.

This shit'll work out.

- For sho'.

Look, nigga, you know I already got you

if you need me.

Just say the word, all right?

- Indeed.

- All righty.

- Look at your man, bruh.

Put your shirt on, nigga.

- Goofy lookin' ass nigga.

Got that goddamn chain in his next.

- Flashy.

What the hell y'all whispering about?

- So what we talking about?

Oh, Tasha just over here searching.

- I was just talking about how live this party is.

- [OG] Oh, yeah?

- Not that I expected anything less.

I'm just saying.

Y'all really turnt up tonight.

- Motherfuckin' right.

Had to do it big for my 40.

- 40? - 40?

- The fuck?

- Goddamn.

- Goddamn, my ass, what you tryna say?

- We ain't tryna say shit.

Nigga, you the real OG out here, bruh.

- Shit, triple OG.

I'm a start calling your ass Skoo.

- Skoo!

- Get the fuck outta here. - Happy birthday, Skoo!

- Get your naked ass off me, man.

I heard, I'm the birthday boy, nigga that's me.

- Don't have a heart attack.

- [OG] Whatever, yeah, I'll try not to.

- You know I got them blue pills if you want them.

- Ren, you remember my girl, Tasha.

- Hey. - How you doing?

- And this my girl, Gis.

She just moved back to the dig.

- Um, can I have my hand back, sir.

- My bad.

I got a fetish for soft hands.

- So what you tryna say, my hands were rough.

- Okay, okay, enough, kid talk.

Let's go turn up.

♪ She ain't gettin' fucked, no sir ♪

♪ Let's lick up in the mansion ♪

♪ Press 'em homies got some friends ♪

♪ That run on dancin' ♪

♪ Card lackin', I ain't tryna chance it ♪

♪ I ain't nothing, but I'm walkin' with the can there, yeah ♪

♪ Shawty bet I'm tryna splurge ♪

♪ Send her ass to the doctor, fix her curse ♪

♪ I got your back, yeah, girl ♪

- Hey, Money, have you seen Corey?

- What, man?

Why you always buggin'?

If you ain't buggin' you beggin'

Get outta here.

- Excuse me.

- Listen, don't mind him, he just drunk, okay.

Chill, dawg.

He probably just handling business or something.

- Young protege, what's up?

- What's going down?

We got a little situation.

- What up?

Where he at?

♪ That my nigga ♪

♪ Two times, I'm game, no lie ♪

♪ I come from the block my nigga ♪

♪ I come from the block my nigga ♪

♪ I come from the block my nigga ♪

♪ Where niggas throw shit they get shot my nigga ♪

♪ I come from the block my nigga ♪

♪ I come from the block my nigga ♪

♪ I come from the block my nigga ♪

♪ Where niggas throw shit they get shot my niggas ♪

- Go get him.

Bring him back.

- Bet.

♪ Don't fuck with the law ♪

♪ But we keep us some fifty ♪

♪ We go in, not trust, we gonna bump till it's empty ♪

♪ Oh, man, we be crazy ♪

♪ But suckin' some blood niggas ♪

♪ Then it don't wave me ♪

♪ If the situation get too sneaky ♪

♪ They gonna bullshit a nigga champion, yeah ♪

♪ Don't stand in my grid ♪

♪ I like what it does with these braids in my head ♪

♪ Smokin' that pressure ♪

♪ While chasin' the bread ♪

♪ You eat out of pocket ♪

(girls laughing)

(hip hop music)

- See. - What?

- There you go your knight in shining downfall right there.

- Girl where? - Right there.

(hip hop music)

- See, I told you.

- Oh, no, this nigga didn't.

Corey.

Corey.

Hello.

You didn't see me calling you.

- Oh, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up.

- Tasha, not right now.

- No, no, no, no.

- Who is she?

Who is she, Corey?

- Bitch, your face about to find out

if you don't move out my way.

Stay in your lane.

- Uh-uh, in my lane, uh-uh.

Lanes are for psych bitches like you.

I'm a main, a baby mama,

so ease on down the road

before you get your feelings hurt.

- Really, Corey?

- Let's go, Corey.

- Look, shut up.

- Really?

- Shut the fuck up,

just shut the fuck up.

- Ooh.

You not gonna be embarrassing me over here.

- I'm sorry. - You sorry.

- I tried.

- You tried what?

To fuckin' embarrass me.

That's what you tried to do.

You know what, nigga,

I should have listened to my girls

and left your triflin' ass alone

a long time ago.

- I guess he beat you to the punch, huh, bitch.

- Bitch, I will merck your ragged ass.

(all arguing)

I will beat your motherfuckin'

- Got nothing, ho, you don't got nothin' ho.

- Let's go. - Ho!

- What's going on, G?

- Chill. - What's going on, G?

- Girl, Corey just showed up to the party with

a ho baby mama.

- Wait, what?

- Yes.

- I'm so fuckin' stupid.

I shoulda seen this shit comin'.

- You didn't do nothing.

- Good thing you didn't really care for him, girl.

On to the next provider, huh, girl?

- Man, I'm ready to go, let's go.

- Why? We just got here.

- Because I'm ready to fuckin' go, Nori, damn.

(hip hop music)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where you think you going so early?

- I guess my friend's ready to go.

- What that gotta do with you?

- I rode with them.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

When I'm a see you again?

- Mm, uh, I ain't doing all this dating stuff.

I just got outta that.

- Stop, stop, stop.

You ain't gotta tell me how to act like a man

and make a baby and stuff like that.

- Okay, so you got a hand fetish

and a way with words.

Wow, what an intriguing combo.

- Guess I'm an intriguing guy.

- Look, look.

If it's meant to be, we'll see each other again.

- You definitely worth the wait.

- See, I'm a dis your beggin' ass.

- Boy, that's my fuckin' Renz.

- You good? - Come on.

- Man, what this about man,

I'm tryna get back on these ho, what the fuck, man?

- Nigga, chill out.

- Old Nig.

- What up Ren, what up Money, what's up, baby?

- [Money] We got an issue, buddy.

- Man, I thought I was good to pay that back next week.

- Yeah, see, we gave you that extension thinking

you was broke.

But I heard you all in DGs.

Lookit here, you having a good old time.

- See, I'm just tryna have a good time, come on, man.

- How, nigga, when you owe.

- I'm making a little prof,

having a little fun, Ren.

- It ain't no problem for you

to have fun, nigga, when your debt clear.

- Man, I swear.

- See, when I was broke, nigga couldn't tell me shit.

I was depressed as fuck,

how about you, Money?

- See, I damn sure wasn't partying home boy.

- So since you all right, right?

I'm a give your ass 10 seconds to give me my money.

(gun cocks)

10, nine-

- Renz, just give me a few more days.

Here, here this, see this-

- Nigga.

Nigga that's $200.

Five, four- - Wait, wait, wait, wait.

(gun fires)

- [Man] Man, goddamn.

- Nigga, I ain't feel like waitin'.

- Now clean this shit up and dump the body.

Call me when it's done.

- Bet.

- Damn, nigga, you coulda at least waited

till I got to two.

- Hey, man, look, I ain't time

for all that waitin' around and shit,

countdown and shit, man.

I'm tryna get back out here

to this damn Nori chick.

- I thought they left.

- What?

Nigga, I oughta shoot your motherfuckin' ass again.

- Chill out.

Nigga dead.

(soulful music)

- Hey, boo.

- Hey, chick.

I didn't think you was gonna make it.

- My bad, girl, I had to get the kids ready

and send them off.

- [Woman] Who, to Mama D?

- Honey, no, to they Pappy house.

That fool finally got some act right.

I guess Precious, I mean Portia,

finally talked some sense into his dumb ass.

- What?

- Yes, honey, we doin'?

- I guess so, but have you talked to Tasha?

- No, girl, not since the party.

I been calling her, but I never get a call back.

- Dang, she must be really still pissed at Corey.

According to her Facebook post anyway.

- What does that have to do with us?

That nigga messed up, not us.

- She knew what type of dude she was feelin' with

from the junk.

- And from my understanding,

she wasn't even feelin' him like that, so.

- So we thought.

- But I got a feeling she was framed.

- Girl, you should have seen her face when

she seen that girl baby bump.

It was like she seen a ghost.

She went from fixin' to choke him

to being choked up.

I ain't never seen her act like that.

- Child, she lucky I was booed up,

'cause I woulda cut his ass.

- Girl, why is you always tryna cut somebody?

But, no, look, seriously.

If you don't stop playin',

we need to go drop by her house and see her.

I'm really worried about her.

- Me, too, I guess.

I'm kidding.

You know that's my girl.

I, I'm down, but I gotta get a drink first.

I can't be dealing with all this sober.

Oh, and I gotta go home and change

'cause I got a hot date later.

- With who, tramp?

- None ya.

- Well, look, I'll go pick up the drinks.

Just meet me over at Tasha house.

- Bet.

Oh, VSOP, please.

- [Giselle] Girl, I already know.

(hip hop music)

- I'm sure we did it right.

Girl, how much you made?

- Girl, 50 fuckin' dollars.

- 50, you didn't do the cherry pump pop.

- Same shit, different day.

- You didn't do the cherry pump pop like I told you.

- What are you talking about?

- Get your piece of gum,

that's why I keep some gum.

- Put it around the tongue.

- You put it around-

- I'm not chewing no-

- You need to go buy some gum

for your next trick you'll be ready

and get you a guap.

You put the gum around it.

And when you slide, stick the gum inside

and make him stick.

- Wait, wait, hold on.

- Lolo.

- [Woman] Who's she?

- I think that's my sister.

- [Woman] Girl, you sister?

- G?

Is that you?

What's up, baby, look at you.

- Look at me?

- Yeah.

- Where have you been?

It's been weeks Lo.

And it seems like everyone else knows

where you are except me.

- Well, you know how I do.

I gotta gets to the money,

it ain't gonna come to me, you know.

I gotta get it, I gotta get it.

You know?

So, what's up, like where you going?

- Nowhere.

I just fixin' to go hang with Tasha and Nori.

- Oh, you still roll with them?

- You know it, that's my girls.

- I'm here all week baby, yes, all week.

- Including you.

You know what?

You should come hang with us.

I know they wanna see you, Lo.

- Me?

No. - Yeah.

- No, no, girl, I got business to handle,

you know, business to handle, you know.

- I mean, are you okay?

You need money, you hungry, what?

- I'm okay.

- Look, Lo, this is stupid.

Just come to the house.

- Hey, what the fuck, Gis, back up.

I don't need anything from you

or anybody else.

I'm good, I can hold my own.

Just go hang out with your little friends.

I'm good, I gots mine.

- Mama told me to take care of you.

- Mama.

- And all you do is make it hard for me.

- Girl.

- I bet she just turning hurdles in her grave now.

- Well, the bitch could flip on for all I care.

She deserved it anyway.

Oh, oh, come on, don't act like you don't remember.

You used to hit this shit, too.

But me,

I was just a kid, 17 years old, 17 fuckin' years old.

I'm me, huh?

I'm good, go, go.

- I didn't know Lo.

- You know I don't even know

why you come around with this bull.

Just go, just go.

- I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

I wish I was there.

I'm just trying to help.

- Yeah, yeah, help.

With your BMW and your nice clothes,

wasn't no hope, uh, no help for me

after you left.

You know what, I don't even know

why you come around here with this bull, just go, just go.

- Loriel Louise, I know you not fuckin' with that fool.

- [Lolo] I don't know what the fuck

you talkin' about.

- You know he the reason-

- Shut the fuck up Giselle.

You don't know shit and neither do I.

- The hell if I don't.

- You don't.

All I know is that he was here when you decided

to leave me, so get your shit and go.

- Bye.

- I love you, sis.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I love you, too, girl, go.

- And you know I'm only a phone call away.

- Yeah, well, get your thick ass off somewhere

before we make a killing off you.

Right, right?

♪ Every stripper got a little bounce to 'em ♪

♪ Every stripper got a little bounce to 'em ♪

♪ Suckin' titties, eatin' pussy till the mouth gag ♪

♪ Every stripper in the club got a little bounce to 'em ♪

♪ Suckin' titties, eatin' pussy till they mouth gag ♪

- Bout time.

- Whatever, heifer.

You know it takes time to look this good.

And I had to make a stop.

Bae was missing her.

- Just nasty.

(alarm beeping)

- [Alarm] Check the front delay door.

- Tash?

Tash.

- Well, hello to you, too.

Why the hell you got it so dark in here.

- Nori.

- What?

- Hell, I can't see.

- Hey, Tash.

We just came by to check on you

just to make sure you was good.

- I know you been seeing our calls.

Don't be taking all this what that fool did to you.

- Okay.

- Don't do that.

- Nori, chill.

- No, Gis.

We better than that.

And besides, go ahead, tell it.

She didn't really like him.

She just wanted his money.

- Yes, I know that we're better than that,

but we didn't come over here to bash her.

- I'm pregnant.

- Excuse me, did you just say what I think

you just said?

- Oh, my God, Tash, why you didn't tell us.

- Hell, shit, I thought the test was trippin'.

- When did you find out?

- I took a test a few days before the party

because I wasn't feeling good.

And when it came back positive,

I made a doctor's appointment.

- Oh, my gosh, don't.

When's your appointment?

- It was Monday.

I'm two months and a week now.

- So this nigga have a whole nother female pregnant, too.

- Oh, my God, don't remind me, girl.

I still wanna cut that bastard.

- This is too much.

I need a drink.

Now, spill this tea.

Girl, what?

Please, your drinking days if over, now spill.

- Gis, we always used protection, I promise.

It's just, hell, that night he didn't want to.

He kept apologizing and he promised

he would never ever hurt me again.

And I fell for it.

And even with all his promises,

I still couldn't bring myself to tell him yes,

that I'll marry him.

- Oh, my God, so you was actually gonna marry him?

- No-

- I don't heard it all, though.

- Well, I'm glad you dodged that bullet.

Now, as far as my niece right here.

- Niece?

I'm team boy, all day.

That's my nephew in there.

- Hold on, don't get too happy

because I'm not keeping it.

- What do you mean?

- I made an appointment to get an abortion.

- You what?

- Tash.

- Look, I'm not ready to be a mama.

I didn't even have a mama

to teach me how to be a mama.

Plus I don't wanna raise this child by myself.

- Tash, you are not by yourself.

You have me and Nori.

I can show you how.

- Yeah, boo.

No, seriously, Tash, we got your back,

the whole way through.

- Let me tell you something.

You bitches better be ready to push,

feed, sling shit, I'm calling you hos at 3 a.m.

- Yes.

We having a baby.

♪ Baby, baby, baby, eh ♪

- Oh, for real?

- What am I gonna do?

- Yeah, we having a baby.

- Yes.

♪ From a built in, a nice fish ♪

♪ Got your bitch on my nightstick ♪

♪ Yeah, my ice slick ♪

♪ Now you broke niggas mad ♪

♪ Want bad on your ass ♪

♪ Tryna figure out how to price this ♪

♪ Left your bitch for the tour ♪

♪ I'm a have to catch a flight quick ♪

♪ What I'm a do to you is priceless ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm down like a vise grip ♪

♪ Sends shots from the left ♪

♪ Make your body do a right flip ♪

♪ Stick dick till you till you bit ♪

♪ So slick make a shot quick ♪

♪ And VIP with a live mix ♪

♪ So bull for the niggas that an spit with this shit ♪

♪ This a hit, got me sittin' in a cloud with it ♪

♪ And I can move a crowd with it ♪

♪ For critics who was doubtin' it ♪

♪ Never led a straight down with it ♪

♪ See the way niggas drown in it ♪

♪ But I shoulda been clownin' ♪

♪ Got a grip for the time ♪

♪ I be smokin' out the pan ♪

♪ While the grip on the brain ♪

♪ 'Cause you know I gotta floss ♪

♪ I go dippin' through the city ♪

♪ Got a bad bitch with me ♪

♪ Make a move like a boss ♪

♪ I don't live on a budget ♪

♪ If I see it, I'm a get it, give a fuck ♪

♪ What the cost ♪

♪ All I do is win, win ♪

♪ Make calculated moves ♪

♪ I ain't tryna take a loss ♪

♪ No better, no better, no walls in the room ♪

♪ In the room ♪

♪ 'Cause we headed straight to the block ♪

♪ Let's go ♪

♪ All of my niggas on go ♪

♪ On go ♪

♪ And there's no way we gonna stop ♪

♪ Never ♪

♪ Break down agree with the team ♪

♪ They're what ♪

♪ They know we're serving that drop ♪

♪ That drop ♪

♪ Shawty she beggin' for more ♪

♪ Okay ♪

♪ Be there when I leave ♪

♪ I ain't looking for no cheap tricks ♪

♪ I stay lookin' for them cheap bricks ♪

♪ Girls with me on the cruise ship ♪

♪ Y'all niggas pull the heap ♪

- What's up, baby, you look delicious.

- Hmm, so do you, Daddy, hmm.

- Here.

What y'all drinking on?

- VSOP.

- Dom Perignon, please.

- Oh, you doing real good, huh.

I had to beg you to come out

and you drinkin'?

Okay.

- Yo, bartender.

Let me get a shot of VSOP and some Dom P.

- But, no, for real, y'all.

This is a really nice place.

Money, do you come here often?

- Hell, yeah.

See, I own, well, I co-own.

This is my partner's spot.

- Oh, for real?

Okay, that's what's up.

I like seeing my people do big things.

- I appreciate it, uh-huh.

How about you tell him yourself.

- Okay, where he at?

- Look over your shoulder.

- I guess it was meant to be, huh?

- Bartender, I'm a take a shot of that Dose.

Thank you.

♪ Something about the way that we just touch your soul ♪

♪ Sex so good I wanna put my niggas on ♪

♪ Slide the pussy and do magic tricks ♪

♪ Y'all a different type of savage shit ♪

♪ That's why every time I bring ♪

- My girl wasn't coming if she had known

that you and your boy was gonna be here.

- Oh, so she booed you too, huh?

- I know.

She was thinking quit playing games

and what you mean two?

I'm a fool with a long trap, cut me, okay.

- Yeah, knowing you all mine's.

- Keep the change, Drew.

- You know you didn't have to do that, right?

- I know.

- Bae, let's go dance.

- Hey.

Where y'all going?

- I'll be right back.

You enjoy yourself.

You deserve it.

- You heard what she said.

Come on, enjoy yourself.

- Boy.

Look.

I don't know what you see in me

or why you keep trying.

I'm pretty sure it's like-

- You done?

- Oh, you got big balls.

- How you know?

- I mean guts.

- You had it right the first time.

You wanna dance with me or what?

Show me some of them moves

you were doing at Black party.

- You was watching me?

- Like it or not.

Come on.

Girl, you better give me

my favorite part of your body.

♪ Kill it, kill it ♪

♪ I'll kill it ♪

♪ Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it ♪

♪ Kill it, kill it, kill it ♪

♪ Kill it, kill it, kill it ♪

♪ Kill it, kill it ♪

♪ I'm killing the same ♪

♪ I just want some good tight pussy expeditiously ♪

♪ If she got it standing right there ♪

♪ Eat it up deliciously ♪

♪ My ex, Mr. Sex, baby, she don't be missing me ♪

♪ Broke up with a nigga 'cause ♪

♪ She caught her mama kissin' me ♪

♪ Keep a ho ass nigga in his place ♪

♪ Where he's supposed to be ♪

♪ Bitch you can't find no nigga to get ♪

♪ And go toe to toe with me ♪

♪ I'm from Arlin, Texas ♪

♪ So you know it ain't no ho with me ♪

♪ Tell your baby mama ♪

♪ That she better stop postin' me ♪

♪ Make a little bitch sit down ♪

♪ Before I let her eat it up like a big bite, eat ♪

♪ The highway, all black ♪

♪ Come on over ♪

♪ Tell me what you want from me ♪

♪ And I'll satisfy your every need ♪

♪ 'Cause I want you here ♪

♪ And I need you here ♪

♪ My dear ♪

♪ So tell me baby, baby, baby, ooh ♪

♪ I like your style ♪

♪ Your swag, your clothes ♪

♪ So if you want me ♪

♪ Just let me know ♪

♪ 'Cause I want you, too ♪

♪ And it lean onto, for you ♪

♪ So tell me baby ♪

♪ What you might need ♪

♪ If I take my time ♪

♪ Just lay back ♪

♪ Let's rewind ♪

♪ Last night ♪

♪ Let's rewind ♪

♪ So tell me, baby ♪

♪ Tell me what your body need ♪

♪ If I take my time ♪

♪ Just lay back ♪

♪ Let's rewind ♪

♪ Last night ♪

♪ Baby, let's rewind ♪

- They were damn near fuckin' the table

in the dance club, did you see them?

- Well, folks, it's been fun

and I really had a good time.

- What you talkin' about? The night not over.

- Clearly it is.

We practically the last people in here.

And besides, I gotta go to church.

- Girl, you heard what my man said.

The night's still young.

Ain't that right, baby?

- Whatever you say, Daddy.

Y'all ready to go, I'm hungry.

I want IHOP.

- [Money] Yeah, IHOP sound good right now.

- What you think about that?

We'll meet them IHOP.

- What wrong with you?

Bruh, I barely know you.

- I thought you was having a good time.

Now you wanna act all shy on me.

- Gis.

Just ride, girl.

Ride (laughs).

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, she good, she is.

I (indistinct).

- What's up with that ride?

- I don't know, look at her.

She clearly is in no position to drive.

- Hey, Money.

- What's up?

Hey, watch this.

Hey, yo, Rick, yo (whistles).

Here, man, take the girls cars back

to my crib, all right.

Oh, Rick, all that playin' and bullshit you be doing.

It gonna stop with all that today, aight,

'cause if you scratch this girl's girl,

I'm a scratch the inside of your ass

with my foot, all right.

- All right.

- Guess that's settled.

- Nori.

- Hmm?

- You sure it's cool?

- Yeah, girl, they join my crowd all the time, it's okay.

- [Money] Oh, you all right?

(gentle music)

- Okay, Renz.

I gotta give it to you.

I had a good time.

- Good. - You're good with me.

- You could have been having a good time

for the past couple of weeks

if you weren't playing to hard to get.

- I wasn't playing hard to get, Renz.

I just don't wanna keep making

the same mistakes like the one before

or the one before that

and the one before that.

- You know, trauma can be a beautiful thing

if you'll let yourself go from it.

Same thing that hurts you

could be the same thing that heal you.

- Okay, so, street smart and book smart, huh?

- Un poquito.

- But you know what's the difference

between hood and street

and I just don't fool with no street dudes.

That was like my mother's weakness.

And that's why she gone today.

And I just promised I would never fall back

into the streets,

but that's why I gave you

a hard time in the beginning.

I apologize.

- Oh, I didn't take it personal.

You know, I'm also learning

to take changes on things that's gonna matter eternally

as opposed to what she doing when I'm gone.

- Where you going?

- We about to go to our IHOP.

Your sexy ass might be wanted

some chocolate covered pancakes.

- Come on.

(engine revs)

(door closes)

- You had fun? - Mm-hmm.

- Good, good.

I told you I'm a good guy.

- I know.

But for real, thanks for everything.

- Hey, bruh, you get that text?

- Yeah, if it ain't one thing, it's another.

- All right, I'm about to go get they keys, man.

- All right.

So, you still got three hours

to make it to church.

I hope it ain't too far.

- No, it's right there off Illinois and Fordham.

- Oh, the little church on the corner.

- Oh, you know where it is?

- I do.

- Okay.

Well, look, call me.

- Oh, I get the digits.

Ooh, lucky me.

- Girl, get your drunk ass out the car, girl.

- Baby! - Come on, baby.

- Nori, uh-uh, no!

Uh-uh, I'm driving.

- Your ass out.

Shit.

I wanna drive, she wanna drive and shit.

- [Money] Get your ass in the car, girl, damn.

- Look, just call me.

Bye Lorenzo.

- Y'all be safe.

- So man, what was so motherfuckin' important

y'all had to holla at us right now?

I was just about to get some pussy.

- Yo, we got a serious issue, man.

- What's up?

- It's about Nick.

- Okay, what's up?

- Man, a detective came by here right

after y'all left asking about a guy named Nick.

- Boy!

Aight, what exactly did they say, man?

- Man, look.

- What, cat got your tongue or something?

- Man, he said the dude been missing

for three weeks, bro, and his cell phone

was pinged here, bro, here!

- I told you niggas, man, fuck.

That shit must have happened

when we come back to get those bags.

He was in the trunk then.

- Fuck, no.

- [Money] What kind of shit is that, man.

- You took care of that shit, right?

- Yeah, man, I did.

I watch them throw him in the swamps myself, he's gone.

- Man, fuck all that shit now.

That nigga like gumbo to them fuckin' gators, man.

He ain't comin' back, bruh.

- You right, you got a point.

- He gave me this card to give to you.

- Fuck that, we good.

Y'all niggas lay it up for a couple weeks

till this shit die down.

- It's a bet, it's a bet.

Hey, matter of fact, I'm a hit up Rick, man,

and let him know what's up.

- Yeah, do that.

I'm a get at you niggas.

I got church in the morning.

- [Together] Church?

(man laughing)

- Yeah, niggas, church.

- Motherfucker say church.

Nigga, yo ass ain't slick, man.

You trying to culture some pussy.

- Stop fuckin' with me, Black.

I know what yo ass.

- Yeah, that's exactly what it is.

(all talking over each other)

- Nigga, I got some sins that I needs to atone for.

- Well, atone for them then.

- Crazy nigga.

- Whoa.

♪ Yes, sir ♪

♪ But she left Jesus with a triumph. ♪

♪ Just know that with faith in God ♪

♪ Oh, Lord, nothing is impossible ♪

♪ Because of his death, burial and resurrection ♪

- Will there be one to come at this hour?

If you do not know the Lord for yourself,

if you do not know that he can work out your problems.

♪ I won't move until you bless me Lord ♪

♪ I'll wait, I'll wait ♪

♪ And won't let go ♪

♪ I'm patiently waiting ♪

♪ I'm patiently waiting ♪

♪ I'll wait ♪

♪ I'll take your blessing Lord ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Patiently waiting ♪

♪ Patiently waiting ♪

♪ Oh, my God, it's me ♪

♪ Lord, it's me ♪

♪ I'll see you there ♪

♪ High and lifted up ♪

♪ Help me ♪

♪ Come see about me ♪

♪ I won't move ♪

♪ I'll wait on you ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I'll wait on you ♪

♪ I'll wait ♪

- Renzo.

- Seymour.

Or should I say Reverend Moore?

- Cut the small talk.

What you think you doing?

- What you talking about, man?

- With Giselle?

She don't know, do she?

- She know what I allow her to know.

What it matter to you.

- You obviously forgot I know you.

Nigga, I was there with you.

- I'm going home, bruh.

- I don't understand how you could really.

Look man.

Giselle's a good girl.

Basically family.

You got another thing coming if you think

I'm a let you hurt her.

- Hurt her?

Seymour, she a grown woman and she happy.

- But for how long Zo?

Ain't nothing changed about you, bruh.

She obviously don't know.

- You might wanna mind your business with this.

- Hey.

- Hey, baby.

You ready to go, baby?

- [Giselle] Yes.

I didn't eat this morning, I'm so hungry.

Let's go eat.

- Let's go.

- Hey, Giselle?

- Yeah.

- Be careful.

(birds chirping)

- Nigga, I know you know where Corey is.

- Man, I don't know where he at

or else I'll tell you.

- No, you wouldn't, but you know what, that's aight.

You tell him next time you see him

my brother's gonna fuck him up.

- Man, you gotta go on with all this shit.

- Whatever, you heard what I said.

- All right, I got you.

What the fuck you doing here?

- What you mean, you ain't happy to see me, little Ricky?

- Shit.

- What's that your old lady right there?

- Hell no.

- That's Ren's girl, Giselle, best friend Tasha.

- Giselle, huh? - Yeah.

- Hold up, baby girl, I ain't tryna see

you upset or nothing like that.

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

What's wrong with you.

- Excuse you?

- I'm just trying to talk to you, man.

My name is Rome.

How are you?

- Rome?

I'm good, Tasha.

I ain't never seen you around here.

- Well, you know I work real heard, man.

Got a lot of businesses keep me on the go, you know.

- Businesses, huh?

- Yeah.

- Okay, like what?

- You know, just run around a lot.

How about I give you my number,

you call me later on

and we'll get together and link you.

- All right.

- That'll work.

- That'll work.

- Fine.

Rome.

- Yeah, absolutely.

Got your phone?

- Rome, bruh, get the fuck out of here.

You know if Renz knew you were here-

- He'd do what?

Kill me?

Fuck him.

I ain't seen that nigga in almost nine years.

You think I give a fuck about Renz.

- Man, that's y'all bullshit.

That's between y'all.

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

- Now stop all that motherfuckin' whining.

This is supposed to be my shit.

You forgot how you used to work for me?

Huh?

Renzo's no motherfuckin' hustler, man.

I did this shit all blood sweat and tears.

Me and I did time for this nigga

and what'd he do for me?

Nothing.

Left me in a fuckin' cell to rot.

What the fuck is wrong with you, man?

Oh, you think you about that life?

Go ahead, nigga.

Do it.

That's what I thought.

You remember what the fuck I said, pussy.

Have a good day.

- Fuck you, bitch ass nigga.

- When you free?

You free this weekend?

yeah, I need to get out the house anyway.

(Corey knocking)

Okay, hey, I need to handle some business real quick.

Let me call you back.

Okay, all right.

(Corey knocking)

Nigga, you got some fuckin' nerve.

- Can I come in so we can talk?

- Nope.

You can talk right here.

- Tasha.

(door closes)

Look, I'm sorry about what happened with old girl.

I didn't think you wanted what I wanted.

- Because I needed time to think, Corey.

But that doesn't excuse you

for getting another bitch pregnant.

- I know.

I'm sorry about that.

But, that just happened

and I don't haven no feelings for you.

I mean, I put a ring on your hand, not hers.

- I hate when niggas say that shit.

I can't believe you fuckin' embarrassed me.

- I'm sorry

♪ Mind your business ♪

♪ She lookin' at me like she really want me ♪

♪ She lookin' like she wanna put that thing on me ♪

♪ I wonder what her sex is like ♪

- There's something I need to tell you.

♪ I wonder if she can fuck me right ♪

- It can wait.

♪ She lookin' at me like she really want me ♪

♪ She lookin' like she wanna put that thing on me ♪

♪ I wonder what her sex is like ♪

♪ I wonder if she can fuck me right ♪

♪ She looked at me like she'd prove it, too ♪

♪ She be like what the fuck does a nigga do ♪

♪ She know I got to throw you off in the screw ♪

♪ Give her 33 minutes ♪

♪ I'm a fuck on the little ho and then go ♪

♪ Got a bitch at the crib I done snuck off ♪

♪ You can save the relation for another nigga B ♪

♪ I'm tryna get that nut off ♪

♪ Say you want a thug talk a lot ♪

♪ Shit, I just wanna know we gonna fuck or not ♪

♪ And fat in them shorts ♪

♪ She keep bustin' out ♪

♪ She don't want you to know she gonna fuck it up ♪

♪ I had to give it to the mama ♪

♪ She the gold ♪

♪ She look you straight off in your eyes ♪

♪ And tell you so ♪

♪ She want to get with the hookin' ♪

♪ That bitch to the left got her cookin' ♪

♪ I ain't gonna lie ♪

♪ Roll it up, roll it up ♪

♪ I know you know what this about nigga ♪

♪ Light ♪

♪ Light it up ♪

♪ I spark that shit, it's word of mouth ♪

♪ It's word of mouth, bruh ♪

♪ Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke it up, smoke it up ♪

(Nori knocking)

♪ So what the fuck you talkin' about ♪

♪ What you talkin' about ♪

♪ I get my weed from the west side ♪

♪ But I'm really from the south ♪

- What?

- Oh, hell, no.

What you doing answering the door

like you live here or something?

Where is Tasha?

- Look, she sleep.

I'll tell her to give you a call when she get up.

- It's two in the afternoon.

She don't never sleep that late.

Tasha!

- Look, Nori, damn.

I'll have her to give you a call

when she get up later.

- By the way, congrats on the new baby.

- Baby?

- I'll be waiting on Tasha's call, mm.

- Baby?

- I am so upset with her right now.

Like why is he even there

after he dissed her like trash.

I understand they was unofficial,

but after all the stuff she told us the other day,

there is no way that bastard would be anywhere around me

until after the baby came.

- Well, girl, maybe it's like the hormones

or something, you know.

- Girl, screw that.

She trippin'.

I mean like, how does she not see what he's doing?

How many wake up calls does she need.

- True, but we've all been there.

I'm sure once she get enough, she'll bounce.

- Well, I hope so.

'Cause I hate to see her down.

And speaking of down,

you should have seen how down he looked

when I congratulated him on the babies.

Girl, he was shook.

- No, you didn't.

- Yes, the hell I did.

The bastard wouldn't let me in my girl house.

- But, Nori, what if she ain't even told him yet.

- Guess I spilled the beans.

- Oh, my God.

- What you over there cheesin' about?

- No, I just got off of work.

Sitting here with Nori crazy ass.

Yeah.

Okay, that sound good.

Yeah, I'll be here.

Okay, cool.

- Mm, I guess it's time for me to bounce.

Like somebody got a booty call.

- No, I didn't with your nosy self.

- [Nori] Lies.

- Girl, me and Renz ain't even slept together yet.

I'm not saying it like we don't want to.

I'm saying like, we just chillin',

we takin' our time.

- Whatever. - No need to rush.

- I don't believe you, but talk to your girl, okay.

I can't deal with her right now.

- Girl, I will talk to her tomorrow.

- And Gis, wrap it up, okay.

Unless you wanna spend every night

for the next 18 years worried

if your hustler baby daddy will come home.

Bye.

(door squeaks)

- What?

(door closes)

(horn blowing)

- What Nate?

(door closes)

What now, Nate?

You fuckin' with our money.

- You mean my money.

- I don't got time for this shit.

- Look here, bitch.

Don't fuckin' play with me.

- Let me go.

- You not runnin' a motherfuckin' thing around here.

Now run me my goddamn money.

And next time, you do what the fuck I tell you to do.

Get the fuck out my car.

(engine revs)

(dramatic music)

- Bae, wake up.

Babe, wake up.

- I thought you were gone.

- No, I stuck around and made you something to eat.

You been asleep all day.

You good?

- Yeah, of course.

- Yeah, we never finished talking.

Was there something you wanted to talk to me about?

- No, it can't wait until I have more energy.

I been tired and stressed lately.

- See.

That's why you need to eat.

- You made my favorite.

And some red Kool-Aid.

You must really be sorry.

- Just eat.

- Mm, mm.

You want some?

- Nah, I'm good, I ate earlier.

Nori came by here for you, too.

- She did?

- Mm.

- What'd she want?

- Nothing.

I told her you'd give her a call back later.

- Mm, mm, mm.

- Here.

Your drink.

- Ooh.

You know I don't like off-brand Kool-Aid.

Is this Wyler's?

Here.

It could be me 'cause my taste buds

been jacked up lately.

- Look, hurry up and finish.

I gotta make a run.

- Really?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- So I guess you gotta get back to her, huh?

- Man, look, Tash, I ain't got time for that shit today.

I'm not in the mood for that bullshit.

Just finish your plate so I can take it

and go wash it.

- Fuck it, I'm done.

I'll wash my own damn plate.

Just lock the door whenever you leave.

- But look, finish your drink, you trippin'.

- Happy to see you, too.

- Whatever Renz.

- What's up with you?

- So you don't have nothing to tell me?

- No.

- Can't even be real.

So, you ain't a drug dealer?

That's why you carry that gun around, huh?

And your phone stay busy.

Oh, you a hustler.

- I'm not gonna even lie to you, Giselle.

Yeah.

I was gonna eventually tell you

when things got right.

- What the fuck, Renz?

You got me out here in the dark

and not knowing shit.

Oh, my God, being at your house.

Anything could have happened.

- I'm sorry, baby.

I just figured what you didn't know wasn't gonna hurt you.

You know I wasn't gonna let nothing happen to you.

The only reason I didn't tell you

is because I didn't want you out here worried.

- Well, I'm worried.

Damn, it's like you don't even fuckin' understand.

I told you about my mother and my sister.

That shit hurt me every time I gotta see her

out here all strung out and shit.

I don't fuck with no street niggas, Ren.

Because of the street, that's why I'm motherless.

The same dude that took my mother

got my sister all drugged up

and molested her.

Say, just got her out here selling her body and shit.

Fuck, I try so fuckin' hard.

- Giselle, you gotta understand.

I'm not the man that you think I am,

but I need you to trust me.

- Trust you?

You know, I figured all along,

but when I asked you and you told me no,

I thought I could trust you then.

What is it, you can't trust me?

- I trust you,

but you gotta understand, it ain't easy

for me to put this shit on people, Giselle.

What you want me to say?

Hi, my name is Renz and I'm a drug dealer?

- Well, you could have considered that

when you was pursuing me.

You didn't even give me no choice.

Got me out here fraternizing with the enemy.

Lovin' all you.

You know what?

Just get out.

- Come on, baby, you don't mean that.

- Go, please.

- You serious right now?

- So fuckin' serious, go!

♪ Just pray you know I love you to death, yeah ♪

♪ And that's heavy on the love ♪

♪ Kind of heavy ♪

♪ Let me the one that holds you down ♪

♪ Be the one that holds you down ♪

♪ I don't wanna let you go ♪

♪ Please baby know that I got you ♪

♪ If anyone comes around ♪

♪ When things getting kinda heavy ♪

♪ Let me be the one who holds you down ♪

♪ Be the one that holds you down ♪

♪ I don't wanna let you go, please baby ♪

♪ Know that I got you ♪

♪ If anyone comes around ♪

(Nori knocking)

Open this door.

I know your ass in there.

(Nori knocking)

Open this damn door.

- What you on?

- Girl, I been calling you.

Why you been ignoring me.

- Girl, I ain't got nothing to say to you.

- Wait, what'd I do?

- So you didn't know Renz was a hustler?

- Yeah.

- And so you didn't think that was something

I needed to know?

- I tried, but tell me something.

Just a few weeks ago you was talking

about how good a man he is

and how sweet he is and how he makes you

so happy and shit.

Would you have given him a chance

if I woulda told you?

- No, 'cause you know I don't deal with no hustlers.

- And I respect that,

but you cannot give up on your happiness

because of your standards.

If he a good man like you say he is,

then I promise you, he gonna make you comfortable.

- I ain't gonna lie, I do miss him.

- I know you do.

So call him.

- He probably won't even talk to me.

- If he don't, then let it be.

But if he's as good as you say he is,

he ain't gonna let you go baby, okay?

Now let's go.

Go get your stuff, we going to the spa.

- Shit.

What's up boss man?

Money, what's up?

- Ain't shit.

Just checking on things.

Where O at?

- Up up around.

Tell you they got Pop today.

- Pop?

- What'd they get.

- Nothing that I know of.

- This bag kind of light, though.

What the fuck going on around here, Ricky?

How come nobody called me?

Anybody call you Money?

- Shit, man, hell, no, nobody called me.

- I can't leave you niggas for more

than a couple of hours 'fore some shit go bad.

Y'all the sort of thing just sneaking around here, huh?

- Hey, hey, hey.

- You got something you wanna tell me, nigga.

Where the fuck is the rest of my shit, nigga?

- What the fuck, Renz?

I ain't touched none of that shit.

Goddamn.

- Tell O we'll be back.

This shit ain't over, nigga.

- Wrong my nigga.

- Hey, boo.

- These are beautiful.

(soulful music)

♪ Tough Boyz music dot com ♪

♪ I wanted the front ♪

♪ She wanted the back part ♪

♪ Can you drive a stick ♪

♪ Girl this is a nice car ♪

♪ I'm all in your carpet ♪

♪ She said boy you better stop it ♪

♪ We in overdrive ♪

♪ We cruisin' the city ♪

♪ My hands between them thighs ♪

♪ I'm all in the kitty ♪

- Bring your sexy ass over here.

♪ We about to swerve, wait ♪

♪ I damn near hit the curve babe ♪

♪ High speed chase ♪

♪ She know that I'm with it ♪

♪ It's written all over her face ♪

♪ She try her best to get it ♪

♪ She like ♪

♪ Bae, you got me comin' ♪

Don't tell me you're ashamed of your body?

Baby, you're beautiful and I want it all.

♪ I just wanna soothe your soul ♪

♪ Baby, it's cruise control ♪

♪ Now we gonna do more ♪

♪ I can make you lose control ♪

♪ I'm in the space, doing the moves ♪

♪ I can make you lose control ♪

♪ Let me soothe your soul ♪

♪ I will be your cruise control ♪

♪ When we tried to talk ♪

♪ She pulled a little closer ♪

♪ Took a couple shots ♪

♪ Liquor took her over, she liked it ♪

♪ She crawled in the back seat ♪

♪ Say this naughty girl a bad freak ♪

♪ Pourin' down rain, she givin' it to me ♪

♪ She screamin' my name ♪

♪ Say, boy come get this pussy ♪

♪ She like it ♪

So you love me, huh?

Don't think I forgot you said that earlier.

- Renz, stop playing.

I was serious.

- Nah, I'm serious, too.

Hey, I didn't mean to hurt you

and I'm damn sure not tryna lose you.

- How am I gonna know everything gonna be okay?

- You gotta trust me.

- So, what this mean now, like,

I'm a trap queen or something?

- A what?

You don't want that shit.

Honestly, I'm getting tired of this shit.

Money coming up missing.

Niggas going to jail, partners dying.

- Damn, I'm sorry.

- Nah, don't be.

I been hustling since I was 14

and I always had me a solid team around

to kind of keep me off the radar,

but niggas just been slippin' lately.

On top of that, my fuckin' brother home.

- Now, I know it's a lot of stuff

that you ain't gonna be able to tell me,

but I've really learned

to respect you a lot more these last few months.

I just don't wanna lose you to no mess.

You know, sometimes, I think my mother loved

these streets more than she loved us.

And I never knew my dad.

But, you know, like every now and then

a new nigga would come to the house

and say he was our daddy and stuff like that.

- Giselle, even though I'm a hustler, I move different.

I mean that's why I got the club

and a few other spots around town.

- So you mean to tell me,

you got all the finer things in life

and nobody to share it with?

- I ain't been in a real relationship in years.

Didn't want to 'cause I knew what came with it.

But seeing you made me realize

this might be my last chance to catch that train.

I ain't tryna miss it.

I don't know what it is about you, Giselle,

but you been on my mind, my heart, my soul, heavy,

since the first day I met you.

I mean, I've had things that weighed me down,

but this weight, this weight is different.

It's a weight I yearn to carry for the rest of my life.

I love you, too.

(Giselle giggles)

(phone buzzing)

What up, nigga?

What?

I'm on my way.

Sorry, babe.

Gotta go.

- But I wanted some more of you.

- Save it for me, huh.

- Hey, can you pass me my phone

on the bookshelf, please.

- [Renz] Yeah, I got you.

She don't know this.

- [Giselle] Is something wrong?

- [Renz] No.

Here.

- Thank you.

- [Renz] I'll be back.

(dramatic music)

- [Operator] 911, what's your emergency?

- What the fuck?

Low, come on Low, come on Low, come on Low.

Low!

What the fuck happened?

- [Man 1] Low was on the corner posted up.

He heard gunshots and came running.

They popped him as soon as he hit the door.

- [Money] Nigga, this a one way street.

How the fuck they get passed Low?

- [Man 1] I don't know.

- [Money] Was they driving?

- [Man 1] Yeah, yeah.

(dramatic music)

- Check the cameras.

- Yo, Renz, I just ran the motherfuckin' cameras back

and I ain't see shit about

no motherfuckin' black SUV.

So you mean to tell me

them niggas slipped past this nigga standing

on the only motherfuckin' corner on this block.

Renz, let me fuck this nigga up, man.

- Renz, that ain't it.

I popped one of them niggas.

He dead.

He in the kitchen.

- Man, that's some shit you say from the start.

- I wasn't tryna get caught up.

(dramatic music)

- Hold up.

You got something you wanna tell me, nigga?

- Man.

Renz, what the fuck.

Man, I ain't do shit.

- You sure about that?

- I swear, man.

Man, chill!

- Man, let me kill this nigga, dawg.

- Put the gun down, Mo.

Put the gun down, Mo!

Stop crying like a little bitch.

Clean this shit up.

Call me when it's done.

We shutting this shit down.

- Hey, man, hold up, man.

We can't just shut down the spot, man,

that's our money maker.

- I'll do what the fuck I wanna do, Money.

- All right.

Hey, check this man.

I'm a go by the east, man,

check on things, man, make sure everything good.

- Yeah.

- No worries.

Be careful, man.

You know, Nate gonna be coming for his body soon.

(door opens)

- Damn little bro, what's happening?

- What the fuck you doin'?

- What you mean, I'm happy to see you.

- Fuck the small talk, nigga,

what you need, money?

A spot? What is it?

- You ain't changed a bit.

Still a fake ass doughboy.

I don't need nothing from you, man.

What the fuck is you talkin' about.

Unlike you, I'm the real brother's keeper.

- You ain't never gave a fuck about me, Rome.

The reason I'm reapin' this bullshit I am now

is 'caus of a dumb ass mistake

that you made.

One that almost got us both killed

and your ass locked up.

You was ruthless, nigga.

I still got the scar to prove it.

Yeah, you sat in that cell,

but you left me in a fuckin' hospital bed

on life support 'cause you was scared

the cops was gonna come and get your ass.

It's always been about you.

I coulda died, nigga.

What brother was you keepin' then?

- Look, you really want me to believe

I ain't take that bid for you just now, man?

Ain't nobody puttin' no motherfuckin' gun to your head.

You chose to follow me, nigga.

That was the best move you ever made

in your motherfuckin' life.

- Fuck you, nigga.

- Hah, nah, fuck me?

'Cause you went around here with all

these businesses, got your little lady friend

and all that type of shit.

Nigga, I know you, nigga.

You fake.

You could never run the streets like me, nigga.

- Fuck you, nigga.

You see this shit.

I built this shit, nigga.

- You fooled yourself brother.

- Get the fuck outta here.

I don't wanna see your ass no more, nigga.

- I'm your brother, Renz.

- You dead to me.

- Fuck you!

(siren blaring)

(muffled hip hop music)

- Mr. Reed.

Just the man I was looking for.

In a rush?

- How can I help you, Detective?

- You can start by helping me help you.

I need you to go down to headquarters

with me to tell me your whereabouts

on the night of September 10th

and what you know about Nick Jones' disappearance.

- I don't know what you talkin' about.

- Ah, but my sources,

they tell me that you do.

- I ain't going nowhere without a warrant.

- You're not the only smart one, Mr. Reed.

Go ahead and book him.

- Turn around.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford an attorney, I'm sure you can.

Let's go.

- You sure you just don't wanna come chill at my house?

- No.

- I can cook you something.

You really need to eat.

- No.

Cocaine.

Cocaine, Gis?

I've never done anything other than marijuana.

I know it was him.

A cocaine overdose.

- I'm so sorry Tash, I really am.

I'm so sorry this happened to you.

Trust me, he's gonna get what he deserve

what way or the other.

- I could have fuckin' died.

And my baby.

And, I lost my baby.

- Tash, everything is gonna be okay.

We all here for you.

Look, I don't, I don't mind staying for a little while.

- I just need to be by myself.

- Okay. - But thank you.

- Tash, I love you.

We both love you.

Please don't be mad at Nori.

She had no idea you was gonna be hurt.

She didn't have any idea

that he didn't know about the baby.

- Man, fuck Nori.

Fuck her, I don't have no words for Nori.

It's like that bitch can't seem

to see anybody else happy but herself, she's selfish.

- Tash, don't do that.

That is your friend.

You know she would never do nothing

to intentionally hurt you.

- Says the one she called fat our entire childhood.

(door closes)

(phone ringing)

- Oh, shit.

(phone buzzing)

(diarrhea gurgling)

Look.

If you callin' to fuss about Tasha again,

then you need to, um, do something friend, okay,

'cause I can't deal with that right now.

- Girl, I'm not even worried about that.

Plus, I've already said what I had to say.

Anyways, the reason I'm calling,

have you talked to Money or Renz?

- I been calling Money,

but he gonna call me back soon.

- I hope he okay.

I mean the last time I talked to him

he said he had an emergency

and like just ran out the door.

- Girl, chill.

They probably just handling business

or something out of town.

I told you when they handling business

they don't like to be bothered, okay.

I told you this the other day.

Why you all worried now?

- I knew I shouldn't have let my guard down.

I knew I should never gave him none.

- I hope you make him wrap it up.

(can spraying)

- What is that noise?

Bye, Nori.

Hey.

- Hey, how you doing?

- I'm doing good.

Drew, is it?

- Yeah, that's me, how can I help you?

- Hey, I'm sorry to just barge in like this, but-

- [Drew] What's up?

- I'm just trying to figure out

do you know where Lorenzo is?

- Oh, I remember you.

No, I ain't seen him since yesterday.

It was pretty late when he came through.

I been trying to call him,

but his phone be going straight to voicemail.

There's some cats around here been asking about him

and I think that's kind of strange.

It's not like him not to answer his phone, you know.

- Yeah, I know.

But at least, I mean, did he say where he was going?

- No, when he came in, he was pretty pissed.

He took like two shots and he dipped out.

That's all I could tell you.

- Well, now I'm worried.

- [Drew] Yeah.

- You think I could leave you my phone number?

- Yeah, sure.

- And if you hear anything, can you please give me a call.

- I got you, Mama.

- Thanks, Drew.

- Ah, no problem, be careful.

- [Giselle] Nori!

What's going on? - They have him.

- Oh, my God, they have him Gis.

- Have who?

- They have Money.

I don't know what to do.

I knew something, I knew something wasn't right.

- [Giselle] Is he in jail or something?

- No, Gis.

Some nigga that hit up the spot

the other day took him.

Ricky said they gonna kill him

if they don't hear from Renz.

- Renz?

- Where the hell is Renz, Gis?

- I don't know.

- Look.

- [Giselle] Nobody has even seen or heard from him in days.

- They took him.

I'm scared, I'm scared.

- Okay.

Wait.

I can call Drew down at the club.

Okay, let's see.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Drew, this Giselle.

You know Renz friend?

Yeah, have you heard from him yet?

In jail?

No.

Don't even worry about it.

We'll go get him.

Thank you, Drew.

Girl, come on.

(door closes)

Hey, I am so glad you're okay.

- Take care.

- I got you.

- My God!

This is all your fault, Renz?

- [Renz] My fault?

- What did you do?

- I don't even know what the fuck going on.

Come on, come on!

(doors close)

Where the fuck is Money?

Where the fuck is he?

Right.

Take me by the club.

Gotta get my car.

(dramatic music)

(woman sniffing)

(soulful music)

- That's my jam.

♪ You drove away ♪

♪ Here's my story ♪

♪ I ain't never seen a man made ♪

- You been in my shit, bitch, huh?

Huh?

Now you gotta get somebody to pay for that, don't you?

- Mommy, no!

- Are you okay?

I'm a drive, mm-mm.

(dramatic music)

- Well, well, well.

Look what the cat drug in.

- I'm here now, Nate, let him go.

- Oh.

(Money groaning)

You talkin' about him?

Oh, he ain't going nowhere.

- Look man, whatever this is

is between you and me.

Money ain't got nothing to do with this.

- He's what you call involuntary collateral.

- Collateral, nigga, I don't owe you shit.

- Which is exactly why I don't understand

you taking out my main man.

- What?

Nate, if I took out one of your men,

trust me, you wouldn't know nothing about it.

Now let him go.

- See, this right here.

This is my motherfuckin' establishment.

You don't run a goddamn thing around here.

I thought you understand that, Renz.

I thought we had a clean operation going on.

But I guess I was wrong.

- What the fuck you talkin' about?

According to your main man, here.

You the one that set up the call,

set up the pickup.

Tried to off one of my men,

killing one of them.

No dirty work my ass.

Now you know how I get down.

Body for body.

- Motherfucker, you!

(Renz laughing)

I knew you was stupid nigga,

but I didn't know you was dumb as fuck.

- Nigga, what?

- Nate, when have I ever not come

to you about business myself?

- True.

You or Money.

That's exactly why when I got the text,

I just made the call.

- Text?

(dramatic music)

You motherfucker.

- Where the hell are they, Gis?

It's been almost three hours.

That's it, I'm going to the warehouse, here.

- Nori.

Chill out.

Damn, you making me nervous.

- What if they have both of them by now, Gis?

We're gonna have to call the police.

- What?

Girl, hell no.

Hell, that's gonna look like a set up

or a bust or something.

- What you know about a bust.

I guess you just hustler savvy now or something.

- Girl, whatever.

Sit down.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's going on?

- This nigga tryna set us up, Nate.

He knew if I killed you,

your men would be coming for me.

This nigga been a leech

and now you're blindin' his way to come up.

- This nigga lyin'.

I don't know what the fuck he talkin' about, Nate.

If that was the case,

why would I bring him to you?

- 'Cause you crooked, motherfucker.

- [Rick] Man, why would ask you about the blood?

- Hold on.

So you sayin' Rick is the one

that pulled the trigger on my dude?

- That's exactly what I'm sayin' Nate.

- I ain't motherfuckin' kill nobody.

- Nate, I just don't go around creating enemies, man.

You know what.

I keep my shit clean.

- He lyin'.

- True, but that still leaves one thing unresolved.

My day one, my ace, my brother is dead.

And I can't let it go down like that,

so you know.

- Hey.

- I'm sorry, girl, my bad.

- Well, hello to you, too.

- No, it ain't like that, girl.

It's just been a lot going on.

Hey.

- What's going on, girl?

- Come on in.

- [Tasha] Nori.

- Tasha.

- [Giselle] Did you want anything to drink?

- Girl, no.

I haven't had a drink in weeks.

- Not Miss Henny Fish.

- Well, I'm on a hiatus.

I went in for my follow-up visit

after the whole pregnancy scare

and y'all, I have found out

I have coronary heart disease.

And you know a sister ain't tryna die up in here.

- Wait a minute, Tasha, what?

Why would not tell us nothing like that?

Now, I know you went through your stuff,

you and Nori, but we still girls.

- Damn G, just throw me under the bus.

About that Tash.

I just gotta lean how to close my mouth sometimes.

I go from zero to 100

when it comes down to my girls.

But I promise you, I didn't mean no harm.

- It's fine, I'm good now.

Look, I was just mad because

I was bitter and unhappy, but I'm good.

I handled that shit.

Mm, plus, I have a new friend.

Yes. - Already.

- Yes.

- Tasha 'bout to rob another bank.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

I really like this guy.

His name is Rome.

Rome.

- Whoa, Nate, Nate, Nate, Nate.

Money ain't got nothing to do with this, man.

Look, man, look.

You raised us out here, Nate.

You not the only one who lost somebody, man.

They got one of my partners, too.

Look, I got a picture of it in my phone.

It's in my pocket.

Get it, nigga.

- Get this motherfucker outta here.

- Man, Renz, no, Renz, no!

No, nigga, I did this first.

I did it first.

- I see.

But I'm still not convinced.

- I know you too well, old man.

(dramatic music)

- Let him go.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

That's mine, too.

- Come on, Money.

- You been real generous, Renz.

I brought you up well out here.

Maybe you should come back

and work for me like back in the day.

- Fuck you, nigga.

- Oh, and by the way, how's Giselle?

(all laughing)

- Never mention my girl name, nigga.

Mention it again, it's gonna be your fuckin' last.

You hear me nigga.

- Are you threatening me, boy?

Get the fuck out of here.

- Get the fuck off me.

(dramatic music)

- [Rick] Nate, Nate, Nate, Nate, they lyin', man.

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

- Where are they and why is it taking them so long?

- Who?

What, what you-

- I'm gonna go check my phone.

- All right.

- Okay, so is somebody gonna fill me in

on what's up?

(Renz knocking)

- [Renz] Calm down, Money.

Calm down, Money.

- Gis!

- [Renz] Calm down, relax.

- Fuck man.

- [Renz] Relax, relax, Money, it's all right.

- [Nori] Gis, come on.

(Money groaning)

- What the hell?

(Money groaning)

- I thought I lost you.

(horn blowing)

(upbeat music)

(hip hop music)

(woman gibbering)

- Renz!

(Loriel laughing)

Renz, baby!

Renz, I been looking for you.

I was just at the spot.

Nobody was there with stuff.

- It's gone.

What's up?

- Okay, look, I got the money,

I need my usual.

Nate fuckin' trippin'.

- I ain't gonna be able to do that Loriel.

- What you mean?

Look, I'll double it, here you go.

I need my shit.

What the fuck is that, give me my shit.

- Loriel, Loriel, go home.

Get off the streets and go home, all right.

- Money, Money, what's up with your boy.

- [Money] Hey, man, that's between y'all man.

- Go home, Loriel.

- Hey, hey, hey, Money, Money,

Dollar Bill, look, let me just get one.

- Money don't give a shit, Loriel,

I said go the fuck home.

Go!

- Fuck you, Renz, you don't tell me what to do.

Matter of fact, I'll get another one

without your ass.

What's up, baby.

- [Man] What's up, what's going on.

- Okay, I need my regular.

'Cause he fuckin' trippin',

but let me get this-

- Get the shit out the way.

- Renz, what the fuck.

- Hey, what's up, we got a problem here?

- No, bruh, he cool.

- Gonna bite the hand that fuckin' feeds you nigga.

- Yeah that nigga, of course we good,

ya'll good, nigga.

- [Man] Yeah, we good.

- [Money] Know who the fuck y'all talkin' to.

- Get the fuck outta here.

- Put me down!

Help!

Renz!

Renz!

Put me down, my God.

Oh, my God, put me down, put me down, put me down,

I don't wanna go!

- Get in the car.

(door close)

Get in the back with her ass.

She might fuckin' jump.

(door close)

- Behavioral clinic.

Money, what's going on?

Tell him no, I don't wanna go.

Tell him no, please, Money,

I promise I'll disappear, please.

No, no, Renz, let me be.

Money, please, Renz, Renz, please, no.

No, I don't wanna go, please, please, please.

- Come on Lo, come on, Lo.

- Please Renz, Renz, I promise I'll, no please.

- What the fuck is wrong with you Renz.

You saving hos now?

- Get in the car.

(door closes)

- What the fuck, Renz?

- Man, that's Gis little sister.

- Nigga, what.

- I been serving her sister, Money.

Fuck.

- So that's little mama you talk about used

to come to the spot.

- Yes.

- Say somebody used to beat her and her ma?

Man, so that mean you were serving her ma, too.

Man, are you sure, man?

- Hell, yeah, I'm sure, Money.

I seen her on a picture at Gis' house.

Shit's fuckin' me up, man.

And to make it worse,

Nate is they mama ex-husband.

When we was kids, he sent us to kill her.

It didn't dawn on me that that's what

she was talking about until he mentioned

her name at the warehouse.

- What the fuck, Renz?

- I know, Money.

- Take me to the crib, bruh.

So how you gonna tell her?

- I ain't.

- What the hell you mean you ain't, Renz?

You know if you don't do it,

loco Lo damn sure gonna do it.

It's only gonna hurt her worse, man.

- I love that girl, Mo.

I gotta do something.

- Yeah, I feel you.

I'm here for you, bruh.

Whatever you need me to do, I got your back.

(door closes)

Yo, Renz.

Can't change the past, bruh.

- Yeah, I know.

But she my future, man.

I gotta make it right.

Getting her sister in rehab,

that's where I'm a start.

- [Loriel] Get me out of here now!

- You always been a good dude, bruh.

- Renz, you son of a bitch,

get your ass back in here!

♪ I been all up in my feelings ♪

♪ Thinking all about you ♪

♪ Times we would share ♪

♪ And ways to stay true ♪

♪ And the things that you do ♪

♪ I trusted you, too ♪

♪ I'd give anything to make that woman my boo ♪

♪ I wish we could go back there ♪

♪ I would be able to do you better ♪

♪ Than I did back then ♪

♪ We'd be up to it ♪

♪ She afraid ♪

♪ If I could go back there ♪

♪ But now I gotta think about now ♪

♪ What is so bad, thinking out loud ♪

♪ To be able to do you better than I did back then ♪

♪ If we could go back there ♪

♪ I asked the Father which way I should go ♪

♪ Fell in love with that Geronimo ♪

♪ Then this woman never called ♪

♪ I just wanna be yes, more ♪

♪ Promise me that you will never change ♪

♪ I just be laughing like Damon Wayans ♪

♪ I knew you boy said funny things ♪

♪ Wish you could be pop it ♪

♪ Be (indistinct) ♪

♪ You a bad cat ♪

♪ For my heart and it chillin' ♪

♪ Honey, you don't believe that I'm back ♪

♪ But I'm back ♪

♪ I'm just (indistinct) ♪

♪ Is it true, baby ♪

♪ That you don't even match your kind ♪

♪ And is it true that you not ♪

♪ The type of girl to mess around ♪

♪ Is it true ♪

- Yes, Lord.

Girl.

- Oh, you like, huh?

- I love.

Let me look at you.

Goddamn, girl.

- I can't lie, baby, I like this.

You got that tight.

I'm feeling like a million bucks, baby (laughs)

Thank you.

- How did I get so lucky?

(phone buzzing)

Yeah, I got it.

We're on our way.

We gotta stop by the club real quick,

drop the keys off and then we headed out.

- All right.

- Yes, Lord.

- Babe.

Please do not take all day up in there.

You know we gotta make these reservations.

- I got you, babe.

Won't you come in here with me?

That way I won't get sidetracked.

- Now, Renzo, why you can't just run in

and run out.

- Come on, babe.

You know when in here, these niggas

gonna get to runnin' they mouth.

Plus, I'm tryna show off all this sexy.

Come on, girl.

- Oh, my goodness.

- Ah, ah, ah, don't you touch that door.

(door closes)

(all cheering)

- Renzo.

- I got a little surprise for you, too.

She look familiar?

- Loriel.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my goodness, look at you.

- Look at you.

Look at this smile.

And this is all thanks to him.

- You did this?

- For you baby, I'm tryin' to do so much more.

- No one has ever done anything

like this for me before.

- Oh, yeah.

Anybody ever ask you to be their wife?

Baby, I knew from the moment I laid eyes on you

I didn't wanna walk another day

on this planet without you by my side.

Thank you for seeing me and accepting me.

You looked past my scars

and I'm tryin' to love you past yours.

I love you, Giselle.

Will you marry me?

- Yes.

(all cheering)

(hip hop music)

- Turn up motherfuckers.

- Congratulations you two lovebirds.

- Tash.

- Yes.

Hey, I want y'all to meet my new boo.

This is Rome.

(dramatic music)

- Let's celebrate motherfuckers.

My brother home.

(all cheering)

- Did you know about this?

- Yes, I found out in rehab.

(girls chattering)

(dramatic music)

- Kill that bitch.

(guns firing)

(dramatic music)

(heartbeat thumping)

(heart monitor beeping)

(heart monitor flat lines)

(heart monitor beeping)

♪ Bitch, I'm a step it, I'm a step it till I'm dead ♪

♪ If that nigga fight me ♪

♪ I'm a make him bleed red ♪

♪ Treat him like a pussy ♪

♪ I'm a fill him up with lead ♪

♪ If that pussy nigga hurt that pussy nigga scared ♪

♪ Say something heart pumpin' ♪

♪ Niggas duckin' ♪

♪ Niggas runnin' ♪

♪ I'm comin' ♪

♪ Stop runnin' ♪

♪ Straight gunnin' ♪

♪ I'm comin' ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm a bitch, step, a step ♪

♪ Yeah all I can do is ♪

♪ Word ♪

(hip hop music)

♪ I'm so cold ♪

♪ I feel like I'm pullin' it out the freezer ♪

♪ I'm so tired of playin' ♪

♪ Gotta watch your back ♪

♪ These niggas be witnessing some dirty things ♪

♪ I don't mean to strap it like this ♪

♪ Like it's legal just to maintain ♪

♪ Gotta run this sack up ♪

♪ 'Fore my people I'm a make ♪

♪ I'm so cold ♪

♪ Feel like I pulled it out the freezer ♪

♪ I'm so tired of playin' ♪

♪ Gotta watch your back these niggas evil ♪

♪ It's a dirty game ♪

♪ I know niggas trappin' ♪

♪ Like it's legal just to maintain ♪

♪ Gotta run that sack up for my people ♪

♪ I'm a make the way ♪

♪ Bitch done told on me ♪

♪ That's like five times in the two weeks ♪

♪ Man coulda been find me super cheap ♪

♪ When he come outside ♪

♪ Nigga don't even speak ♪

♪ Tryna roll like he's flyin' high ♪

♪ So seat, cockpit for the sweet ♪

♪ Want the mad no teeth ♪

♪ Now fall out, lead ♪

♪ Red bones, so petite ♪

♪ Off the bone, no leash ♪

♪ Put out the road, no Jeep ♪

♪ All the dawgs can't compete ♪

♪ Make a J for unique ♪

♪ Make a ho feel complete ♪

♪ And she suck like a big ho ♪

♪ Do it for the street ♪