Pledge allegiance to the Black Mafia Family!
To the Black Mafia Family!
Meech. Terry, baby, what's up?
See you tomorrow?
Same place, different position.
Hmm.
I might be buggin', but Zoe said
she seen Lamar today at school.
That ain't possible. That nigga's dead dead.
We're attaching a colostomy bag
for the foreseeable future.
This is Denise, our new driver.
She can go to places
and pick up clients that we can't.
What the hell happened to your face?
Boom got mad like he always does.
My bad I couldn't make it. My moms took a turn.
But you know you still got a responsibility here as well.
Tell Meech you got a hookup to a new plug.
You get Meech to agree to the meet,
then I do the rest.
Thanks to B-Mickie.
He got us a new flow, access
to some fancy medical yayo shit.
Show me your hands!
You heard what the fuck I said!
He needs to get to the hospital.
Put him in the back of your car.
We'll give you an escort.
Yo, Meech. Come on, dawg.
Stay with me, dawg.
I was born a year and a half after Meech.
Like Moses and Aaron, our roles were clear.
Meech was the alpha.
His job was to protect me.
But every now and then, life threw us a curveball.
Hey!
Stay strong.
He'll pull through.
He has to.
He just has to.
Shut the fuck up.
Shut up, nigga. You're supposed to be
fuckin' dead.
Showtime.
Just in case I wasn't here when you woke up.
Feels like a fuckin' bomb exploded in my head, man.
Getting shot three times will do that to you.
But that shrimp cocktail you call a dick
should still sprout when you rub it.
Fuck you, man.
Hey, I've been shot, cut up, full of medication,
but my eyes still seem to open wider than yours.
This ain't about to be no Maserati Rick repeat.
I'm getting your ass up out of here
before that crazy motherfucker
returns to finish the job.
Man, I can barely even catch my breath.
Nah.
Come on, man, what is you doing?
Bro, we gotta go to Lori's.
B's gonna meet us there. Come on, come on.
Get up.
Gentle, nigga.
Fuck!
You good, you good?
Let's go round, nigga. Fuck.
At least we got you the fuck out.
Son of a bitch!
Come on. Come on. Come on, man.
- Fuck. - Come on, open this shit.
Come on. Come on.
There you go. I got you. I got you.
Damn.
I got you. I got you.
Come on. Come on.
Damn, bruh.
You good?
No, nigga. I ain't good.
Drive, Rolly. Go!
I owe you for jumping in front of them bullets like that.
It wasn't your beef.
Don't matter.
Got yo ass for life.
Straight up.
We all tell ourselves
that when the moment of truth comes,
we will stand up and save the day.
But when the rubber hits the road
and you runnin' on empty,
there ain't nothing left to do but fight.
And that's when you find out who you really are.
♪ I got everything On the line ♪
♪ I'm out here I'm on the grind ♪
♪ Trying to get mine ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ A nigga move the weight ♪
♪ Trying to get the cake ♪
♪ I'm in and out of state ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪
♪ It go gram after gram ♪
♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ D's ain't that good ♪
♪ These niggas is ratting ♪
♪ They tell them What's going on ♪
♪ That's how they know What's happening ♪
♪ I'm riding With the top down ♪
♪ Trunk full of yola ♪
♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪
♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪
♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪
♪ Though I fuck With the weirdos ♪
♪ They snort away the pain ♪
♪ Bang their dope In their vein ♪
♪ Shorty crying Christmas ain't coming ♪
♪ Her pop's locked up ♪
♪ When it hurts the worst ♪
♪ Your ace find out She knocked up ♪
♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪
♪ When the Feds come knocking ♪
♪ It's all fucked up So wish me luck ♪
♪ At least You could wish me luck ♪
♪ A nigga move the weight ♪
♪ Trying to get the cake ♪
♪ I'm in and out of state ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪
♪ It go gram after gram ♪
♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Wish me luck ♪
♪ At least you could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪
♪ Wish me luck ♪
♪ All you got to do Is wish me luck, yeah ♪
He's still bleeding. He needs to be in a hospital.
No, that's way too dangerous, Lori.
I'd rather be hurt out here than dead out there.
- Come on. Come on. - Oh, yeah?
Well, somebody tracks you here,
it's not just about you, Meech.
They'll find me, Nee-Nee, and my parents.
Girl, Lamar don't even know who you is.
- Lamar? - Look, I set up people
outside of your house.
You're good. You don't gotta worry--
I don't give a damn.
This shit is crazy.
And you in my house.
Let me get you some aspirin. And you need to put
your shoulder in a sling, okay?
I don't need no aspirin. I'm good.
Meech, I sw...
- I thought we lost you, nigga. - I know.
Especially when I seen your ass over there
crying like a little wet nurse.
I'm good, B. Only got grazed, man.
Yo, we outta cash, and we outta fuckin' work.
Drought's raging.
Niggas already on one 'cause we missed one with K-9.
So hit up your medical-grade shit connect.
Nigga's in the wind.
And even if he wasn't, shit, what,
five-o's already over all that shit.
What if we move the work to Lansing?
I could hire a driver,
have Q set up a trap in their car, and we just--
No disrespect, Tee, but nobody asked you.
You ain't have to, nigga.
This is my brother.
Lansing's got college kids, politicos, and the slums.
It's a smaller market with less supply,
so you can charge more.
Sockie has been clocking up there.
He knows the ins and outs.
Exactly.
So it'll be better to expand state-wide
before going national.
If you could get that supply run to work
and set it up in Lansing, you could ship to St. Louis,
Miami, Atlanta, just keep going.
Never let a crisis go to waste. I like that.
Hey, what happened to me being number two?
Dude, I'm not sitting back, especially after I drove
all the way to Cleveland when your ass was MIA.
Meech, I got you until you straight, all right?
And if you need more weight, I can hit up Big L.
Big L dead, Tee. K-9 offed her.
What the fuck, Meech? How--
It wasn't my fault, man.
Oh, my fu--okay, look,
I might have an in with Boom.
Man, fuck Boom. He been had a chance.
We ain't fuckin' with no Boom.
Hey, dawg, we running out of options, all right?
Tee, hit up Pat.
Tell him we want to work together again,
you know, like old times.
Pat never gave me the time of day.
That was your guy, Meech.
Don't you want to help me?
Do what I fuckin' ask you, man.
All right. This is some bullshit.
Oh, my God.
Is your brother gonna be all right?
Yeah, but he's hurting, hurting,
and I've never seen Meech
like this before.
He can't even think straight.
He's just asking me to do some dumb shit
'cause he's incoherent.
He needs my help, which means I need yours.
Can you set me up a meeting with Boom as a favor?
So that's what the kiss was about?
So you could soft pedal your way
into a business meeting?
What? No!
Last night ain't got nothing to do
with why I'm here right now.
He could lose everything.
Then why you trying to spin game off it?
Markisha, my feelings for you are real.
I think about you all the time.
And I pray that you feel the same way.
Right now, you're the only person
that can help me.
I can't set you up a business meeting with Boom.
That shit is fucked up.
Don't you see that?
Yeah, but there's gotta be something.
All right, if you promise to keep it between me and you,
then I could tell you where he's gonna be at tonight.
Why the fuck is Meech here?
I called him in to fill in the blanks on Lamar.
Well, you know he ain't gonna snitch and say who shot him.
Right now, I don't know anything,
especially after watching you
try to let Flenory bleed out last night.
You're out your fuckin' mind.
Maybe. Maybe not. At least I'm trying.
The fuck is he doing here?
You're both under suspicion for shooting each other.
First once to yap gets cut loose.
Dead man walking, huh?
That makes two of us, pussy.
How come I got cuffs on and he don't?
'Cause we running things and you ain't.
Demetrius, is this the man that shot you?
I don't know.
But I know the motherfucker who did
pissing all over that goddamn toilet seat
when he pee,
'cause I was only grazed.
The new Batman movie coming out?
What does that have to do with anything?
Well, it's a timeless story
about good and evil.
Batman and the Joker, they both warriors.
But neither gets the better of each other,
so they just sharpen each other's skills.
Okay, you gonna put some real names on this statement?
The Joker loves to squeeze the life out of people
to ensure that he the last motherfucker
they see before the light.
But Batman is still the hero
who always fuckin' wins.
Don't matter what your Black ass think.
Now if y'all are not holding me,
I'm getting the fuck out here.
Demetrius, this is your chance
to put Lamar's ass away for good.
Y'all do what y'all do, and I'm gonna do what I do.
I ain't scared of that burnt-ass motherfucker.
Pussy.
Y'all ain't got shit on me,
so you might as well let me go too.
We will, eventually, but for now,
you're gonna sit here and stew.
♪ Happy feelin's in the air ♪
♪ Touching people everywhere ♪
Don't look at me like that.
I haven't said a word,.
but if I did, I think you know what it'll be.
Okay, somebody's got to fill in Meech's shoes
while he's out hobbling around, right?
My money's on Terry.
DRANO's got eyes on Terry and the car business,
and so far, nothing to report.
Okay, if I'm right,
and we catch his ass in some shit,
I get to drive forever.
And if I win, you have to stop smoking around me.
It's disgusting.
And your breath fuckin' stinks.
Okay, just for that,
you're gonna have to pull the plug
on Frankie Beverly in there.
Hospital said Meech checked out.
Where is he, Terry?
He's at Lori's.
You saw him? Is he okay?
He didn't want to stay at the same hospital
that messed up my eye.
Enough with the damn excuses.
Clearly, this is some kind of drug beef.
Pops, Meech is safe.
That's all that really matters right now.
Praise God.
We will check on him in the morning.
Terry, stay away from him.
The last thing we need is you get caught
in the crossfire of his business.
Yeah. I'ma go upstairs
and change and get ready for work.
- At this hour? - Uh, yeah.
Flights from the West Coast were delayed.
If I pick up extra fares,
we can make up for Devil's Night.
Not to mention, it's gonna help me
take my mind off Meech.
I'm just trying to handle things the way Pops would.
Terry, look, maybe you need to stay home.
I know seeing Meech get shot had to bring up
some bad memories, right?
Wanda, I'm fine.
I really am. Okay?
Terry, what job are you going to?
Look, Meech needs my help.
I'ma see you tomorrow, okay, babe?
You okay?
You know, nobody in this damn house
ever talk straight.
Welcome to my world.
♪ You do and you don't ♪
♪ What have you done? ♪
How did you remember where I stayed?
Since we always meeting in the bathroom at Coney.
Shit, I couldn't wait.
I had to see your ass.
Okay.
You some kinda romantic roughneck now?
Oh, girl, quit playing.
Shit, how's work?
Probably no fun since I left, huh?
Hmm. I find fun wherever I go.
Ain't no question about that.
Mm-hmm.
So how did you know I was hiding
the pills under my tongue?
You think you the first cat to dodge the big house
by hiding in the nut house?
Moment I saw you, knew wasn't shit wrong with your ass.
And plenty right.
Hey, on multiple occasions.
I took advantage of my privileges.
Still do.
Oh, that's from surgery.
- Does it hurt? - No, no.
I'm good.
Come here.
- I want you to do? - Yeah?
- Fuck me good again. - Yeah.
Beat that shit up.
Come on, show me you feel it.
- Mm. - Yeah.
Yeah.
Showtime.
Lamar, this ain't like you.
Come on, bitch.
Just keep going.
I'ma get there.
Ah, shit, I'ma get there.
Baby, maybe you should come back after you recovered.
Fuck this shit.
Oh, damn, nigga. Who died?
You look like you're going to a funeral in that suit.
Yeah, fuck that. I look like success.
What, they ran out of Kool-Aid, Scooby-Doo?
Honestly, I prefer party favors.
And I was looking to open up a tab if you ain't mind.
Well, you know I only run cash bars.
Look, the streets will know you're flush
if you're fronting me, especially during the drought.
It's a power move, if you ask me.
You know you run your mouth a lot like Meech?
So I'ma tell you what I told your brother.
Sizzle ain't shit
if you ain't got no steak, nigga.
Look, we cut ties with Pat 'cause he like to bake
his meat rather than grill it.
My mans couldn't keep up with our rhythm.
Now I know that's not you, Boom, right?
Markisha, come here.
- Go get me another cutter. - Okay.
You know I'm a lot of things, Tee.
A bad businessman is not one of them.
No disrespect, but nobody got the foot soldiers we do.
That's why you're sitting on all this weight
during the middle of a drought.
How the hell?
All right, I might can do five.
But just like you said, nigga, there's a drought,
so I'ma be charging interest and inflation on all of that.
It don't matter.
As long as we flying, we good.
How you doing?
If you was my wife, I'd treat you like a queen,
not a goddamn servant.
- Thank you. - You got it.
♪ The power ♪
♪ And the glory ♪
♪ Forever ♪
- Yes, yes! - Amen!
♪ A... ♪
♪ Amen ♪
Thank you, Brother Mark, for that beautiful rendition
of the Lord's Prayer.
There isn't but one God,
one faith, and one baptism.
What is God's name?
Jesus!
Hallelujah.
My dearly beloved, let us all join hands
in a prayer for our brother, Demetrius Flenory,
and a speedy, full recovery.
Heavenly Father, we come asking that you tend to our flock.
I ain't listening to this.
Brothers and sisters, we're not here
to cast judgment, but to ask the Lord
that our community be spared further sorrow.
Oh, y'all think y'all can do better?
Lucille.
You know, when your husband paid for that prostitute,
I still prayed for your marriage.
And when your daughter got caught drunk driving,
I prayed that the chains of addiction would be broken.
In fact, I have prayed for each and every one of you
in this sanctuary when y'all were in trouble
because God loves the pious and the wicked.
Sister Lucille.
My sons did not come from a broken home.
They came from a broken neighborhood,
a broken city, our city.
Now, I'm not asking you to forgive my son.
I just want to see him alive and healthy.
And if you walk out that door,
you are saying that I don't deserve to see my babies
walk and breathe on their own.
And I wouldn't wish that on none of y'all.
None of y'all.
That'll conclude our service.
Amen.
Charles, I'm ready to go.
Listen, I gotta help break things down here.
- Take the keys. - Okay.
All right, I'll get a ride with Lou.
Okay.
I'm sorry those people walked out.
Now listen, if Meech wasn't my son,
I'd probably do the same.
Charles, you don't really mean that.
Listen, Lucille says Meech came from the broken neighborhood,
but he's the one that helped break it.
Charles, you are a good man.
And everybody knows it.
Your boys are lucky to have you.
And one day, they're gonna act on all the lessons
you instilled in them and make you proud.
Charles, it's time to go.
Got some Dutch Girl doughnuts.
Salty ones too.
This your idea of a wellness check?
What if it is?
More like guilt trip.
I told your ass Lamar was back.
And you thought I was buggin'.
Now you walking around clutching your neck,
and your boys keep rolling past my house,
and Roland keep rolling in my fucking fridge.
What the fuck?
And what about Zoe?
Huh?
She gonna know something up.
And Tiara in her terrible twos.
Send Zoe and our daughter to your mama house.
We just need to protect them, that's it.
I'm not about to be away from my kids
'cause of your dumb ass.
I know you was right about Lamar,
and I should have listened to you the first time, a'ight?
But I paid the price for that shit.
And it's gonna kill me if something happened
to you, Zoe, or Tiara,
so just listen to me until I pop his ass.
I'll handle it myself.
You've been handling shit yourself real fine, huh?
Fuck you, Meech.
I need something to take the edge off.
Then send the kids off, sit tight, and stop touching
shit you can't fucking handle.
Get the fuck out my house before I pull
this strap out on your ass.
What you thinking?
Not much.
I don't think Boy Wonder would sling
out of his old man's garage.
You would say that.
I mean, you've got a soft spot for the kid.
I'm just saying.
I mean, Terry seems like a good kid on paper,
and I know that doesn't mean shit,
but for once, I would like to be pleasantly surprised.
This stakeout shit is like watching paint dry.
But it'll all be worth it to prove you wrong
and get back in the driver's seat.
So what do I do when I get to Lansing?
Park the car and relax.
Leave the keys inside, go grab a square pizza,
finish eating, drive home.
Three hours for a simple joyride.
Sounds too good to be true.
Look, you don't have to worry about anything
except how much you getting paid to see
some cows and farmlands.
Before we talk price, I need a reason, a real one.
Your son's at Michigan State?
Use 96 until it turns to two lanes.
Wear school colors. Bring him a care package.
If anybody asks, you haven't seen Junior in months
and want to get to his dorm before dinner.
You know, we got a saying on the factory floor:
cheap, fast, and good, you can only pick two.
And I know you ain't compromising on fast and good.
My brother and I never liked
messing with white people.
But I soon realized the truth:
the rules for them was different.
Nixon created the war on drugs
as a way to criminalize our community,
but it was Reagan who fanned the flames.
Law enforcement, which was dominated by whites,
became one of the biggest growing
industries in the country.
The new drug laws popped up all over the country
increased budget for more cops, more prisons.
On the losing side were Blacks and browns.
Our neighborhoods were the ones decimated
by drugs and violence,
which locked up millions of people
from our communities, which makes me wonder:
what did Reagan really declare war on?
Or better yet, who?
'Cause it damn sure wasn't drugs.
You want to eat for Mommy, Nee-Nee?
You want to try? I need you to eat.
Damn, look at Wonder Woman on the move.
School, mom, job, basketball.
Still be fine as hell, huh?
Mm-hmm. Someone sure seems better.
Must have took something this morning.
Hell no. I don't need to.
I'm ready to rock right now.
Boy, you still got bullet holes in your body.
And? Ain't none in my dick.
Okay. Come on, Nee-Nee.
Daddy is crazy.
I'ma put her to bed.
Okay.
And then meet me in mine.
Mm.
This don't ever get old to you?
Hell no.
Exciting's more like it.
I'm talking about you ripping and running in these streets.
Riding this wave with you is starting to get played out.
I just need you to take care of our little girl.
If she turns out to be half as good as you,
she'll be a superhero as well.
Now I know your ass is on medication.
You don't need no medication when you got this mandingo.
Mm.
Just get on top on me, but don't grab my neck.
Don't take off my sling.
Nurse's orders.
Mm.
Wait, so you want me to go no hands.
Stop playing like you weren't finna do that anyway.
Shut up. Put that shit inside me.
♪ Amazing ♪
♪ I feel the tears I brought you with every ♪
♪ Step you get closer ♪
♪ My heart beats ♪
♪ Running my pressure high ♪
♪ So high ♪
♪ Tonight's the night We let love ♪
♪ Have its way with us ♪
♪ And here's the chance ♪
♪ We waited for so long ♪
♪ Come on and show you ♪
♪ And I promise I'm a fool for you ♪
♪ I promise not to be So long ♪
♪ No more teasing I'ma please ya ♪
♪ I'm a fool... ♪
He's had four passengers already
and hasn't noticed a thing.
What, you think we're getting the runaround?
Maybe he's just doing his job.
Hmm.
People getting off work, getting ready to go out.
I bet he gonna try one of the oldest tricks in book,
using the evening rush as cover.
Okay, Mr. Traffic Reporter.
Hey, I used to drive a cab.
Had a deal go down one time in my back seat.
Bet you Terry gonna try something similar.
Hmm.
Good thing I'm not your bookie.
Assisted living facility?
Not sure how many drugs he's about to sling
at the raisin farm.
Mr. and Mrs. Miller?
Called for a ride to the airport?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
We going whale-watching on Vancouver Island.
That's nice. May I grab your bags?
Yes. Thank you. Thank you.
All right.
You know, it's a lot of legwork just to pass over
some work, nigga.
Then you should stay back.
I heard the bingo nights here's fire.
This was a real cute maneuver and all.
I'm warning you.
Don't fuckin' get cute with my money, nigga.
Wanna pull over your elders, do a full body search?
Fuck this. Let's hit the bar.
That is the first smart thing you've said all day.
Man, I heard Lamar shot that nigga.
This ain't no motherfuckin' As The Hood Turns, nigga.
Get the fuck outta here talking all that bullshit.
Then where's Meech?
'Cause I'm tired of taking orders
from your string-bean ass.
Fuck you.
Man, can y'all chill with all that shit?
Damn!
Fuck you, Mr. Rogers.
- Oh, shit! - Told y'all, niggas.
Nigga back from the dead.
Never seen a resurrection before?
I got popped three times.
Damn, that shit look like that shit hurts.
I'm still here reppin' BMF, motherfucker.
All the passion fuels us,
but the flip side ain't bad either,
and it's called patience.
No doubt.
These newbies actin' like we first-timers.
Right.
We got room for a higher power,
but I ain't looking at no fuckin' messiah.
I ain't saying I am.
Every company has growing pains.
If we ride this shit out, nigga,
we'll be like them Wall Street motherfuckers
who bought Ford Stock day one.
Hear this nigga go.
The prince of motherfucking gab at it again.
We ain't falling for your shit this time, Meech.
Nedo, we out.
And I'm housing this EPMD album, too,
'cause it's strictly business, sucker.
Yo, Tiny, you got to chill.
Yo, this whole merging shit
was a fuckin' badass idea, man.
- Straight up. - Fuck 'em.
- Word? - Straight up.
Nigga.
What the fuck is you doing, man?
Put some goddamn pants on, man.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You be fucking dead pussies all day,
and you offended by me?
And this is my motherfuckin' crib.
You getting way too comfortable walking around in your drawers,
smelling like shit.
At least open up a window or light a incense or something
in this motherfucker. Jesus Christ!
I'ma need you to help me with this bag.
You a grown-ass man.
You got to do that shit yourself.
I've had a rough couple of days.
A'ight, please.
Nigga, come on, man. You better pay attention.
I'm not gonna keep doing this shit for you.
Come on. Jesus Christ.
Nigga, you got to stop eating them motherfucking collards.
Soul food.
You know how that go.
You got to dump your bag twice a day.
And you got to change it every three days.
And gotta burp your bag, man.
What you mean, burp my bag?
Open it up, let the farts out, man.
This shit stink like a weapon of mass destruction,
but you gotta fuckin' do it.
What's wrong?
I was trying to break off ole' girl.
You know, that shit ain't working like it used to.
No sex for three fuckin' months, man.
What the fuck are you doing?
You gonna run the risk of a real rupture, nigga.
Three fuckin' months. You can't hold it?
I know you're a medical professional and all,
but ain't no way you telling me
when and where I can bust a nut.
You know, there's other ways
you can suffice yourself, nigga.
Little nipple play, toe sucking.
Man, I ain't trying to hear what you do
with your dead bodies, nigga.
I like my bitches breathing.
Dawg, we've been tight for years, man.
Since you moved to Detroit as a kid, man.
I know you, man. What the fuck is up, man?
What's wrong?
I just don't know what's happening to me, man.
I popped Meech's ass three fuckin' times,
and he's still out there,
strutting like a fuckin' peacock,
attracting rivals.
And you Lamar "The Beast" Silas, nigga.
All you got to do is take whatever doubts
and drawbacks you have and use this shit
for your advantage, nigga.
Be yourself and take back what's yours.
Hope we have better luck today.
He's probably just back for an oil change.
Look, positive thoughts yield positive results, okay?
I doubt that Terry needs B-Mickie for an oil change.
You might as well give me them keys.
You haven't won anything yet.
I will, and when I do, we gonna switch seats.
You crazy if you think I'm giving up that easily.
Ha.
What up, doe?
Surprised you called me.
This right here.
Yo, how that shit look?
Everything look good.
Let me line this with some carbon paper.
Who did this shit for you?
Q built out that trap.
Tee, you know Meech will really appreciate
you looking out on all this.
Yeah, I just hope this shit works out.
You know this gonna cost you.
You want some ketchup with them fries, motherfucker?
How it feel getting ambushed from behind,
motherfucker, huh?
You thought I'd forget that you shot a gun at me, huh?
Huh?
Nobody fires a shot at Lamar Silas
and gets away with it, bitch.
I see you done with your food.
You hungry?
Huh?
Eat that.
You want to fuck with Meech, huh?
Then eat my shit, motherfucker.
Eat up.
Yeah.
I'm The Beast, bitch.
Yeah!
That the woman Terry was talking to yesterday?
I thought you said they don't do business with white people.
So do we follow her or Terry?
That motherfucker think we stupid.
Looking good.
Mm.
Smelling good.
Feeling...
I'ma tear that ass off the frame tonight.
What the fuck?!
Trying to sneak that ass, huh?
Then I'm gonna beat your ass...
♪ Oh, girl, I loved you ♪
♪ But you turned and you Walked away ♪
♪ I would love you For tomorrow ♪
♪ Though I know I do today... ♪
Fuck you.
♪ ...That you'd never Hurt me ♪
♪ Girl, you just tore My life apart ♪
♪ Tell me baby Why'd you do it? ♪
♪ Won't you bring me back My heart? ♪
♪ I tried to understand it Baby ♪
♪ I searched my heart Inside my mind ♪
♪ I searched the depths of My heart and soul, baby... ♪
You're just mad 'cause I'm prettier than you,
motherfucker.
♪ ...Girl you just Went and you told a lie ♪
♪ Tell me baby Why'd you do it? ♪
♪ Why'd you make me Want to cry? ♪
♪ Why you treat me so bad ♪
♪ I don't know why baby ♪
♪ Why you treat me so bad ♪
♪ Why you do me The way you do ♪
♪ Why you treat me so bad ♪
♪ I don't know why baby ♪
♪ Why you treat me so bad ♪
I don't know
Why you treat me so bad
♪ So bad... ♪
My best guess: she's a driver
with Charles Flenory's car service,
but that's not a company car,
and she doesn't have any passengers.
And she was just with Terry and B-Mickie.
She could be hauling something. All right.
Let's see if she has Black and White fever.
This is ridiculous.
You can't pull me over for going too slow.
You were impeding traffic
and putting commuters in danger.
Now what is your final destination?
I told you: Lansing.
And how many days are you planning to stay there?
Two days.
- You said three a moment ago. - I meant two.
Look, I'm just trying to go see my son at Michigan State.
What else is In the car?
Snacks for my son's dorm.
Detective.
Hold on.
That look off to you?
What are the chances it came
off the assembly line like that?
Can I call him at least, let him know I'm gonna be late?
Ma'am, stay right there.
He'll be worried.
Carbon paper.
Repels X-ray scans.
Put your hands behind your back.
No, no, no.
Please.
That-that's not mine.
That's not mine.
Hello.
Charles, it's Denise. Is Terry there?
Denise, is everything okay?
No, I'm in trouble.
I need to speak to Terry, please.
Hello.
They found what you put in my car.
- Who? - A Detective Bryant.
You need to come here and tell him I didn't know
what I was carrying. Terry...
Look, Denise, just don't say shit till you get a lawyer.
Terry...
- Is Denise in jail? - Pops, I gotta go.
No, no, why did she ask for you and not me?
- Pops-- - No, no, don't "Pops" me.
Why is Denise in jail?
Charles, you're hurting him.
- What did you do, Terry? - Let him go, Charles.
Pops, I was just trying to save Meech.
You just ruined that woman's life and our business.
What I was doing in the streets is what got us this company
in the first place.
Meech has never lied about who he is.
You just pretended to be smarter than you are.
I guess you really ain't that smart at all.
I tell you to go to Pat,
and you still go behind my back and go to Boom.
You know Pat don't fuck with me like that.
And I heard that motherfucker fell off.
So I took matters in my own hands.
Now the weight you copped got took,
and Bryant got your white bitch in custody.
She's got a kid, so I doubt
she's gonna eat the charges.
Wow.
You gotta be the dumbest motherfucker I've ever met.
Demetrius, she's don't stand there all cool and act
like you never made no mistake.
A mistake?
Man, this is a major fuckin' fuck-up.
This is a violation of all the rules we ever made.
And I don't even see a way out this shit.
You know what? You might just have to jet.
I ain't even playing right now.
We need to just sit down, take a breather,
and let this shit die down.
You talking out the side of your neck right now, man.
Tee, we got no more weight, no more money.
Now Lamar back on our ass and Bryant got
this Lois Lane bitch in custody,
she about to fold,
so now he about to put handcuffs on you
any minute now.
We got to get the fuck on up outta here ASAP.
Where the fuck are we gonna go, Meech?
Far away from here as possible.
Meech, we don't got shit set up anywhere.
What we gonna do, just go on the run
and just be on the road?
Maybe we go to Atlanta and go fuck with Earl,
K-9's homie, or Todd Washington.
Shit, already heard they been doing their thing up there.
Yeah.
Then what am I supposed to do about school?
Fuck school.
We got to worry about our safety first.
We got to get up out of here now.
All right, okay.
But I gotta make a run first.
Bro, you not going nowhere.
We still got shit to do.
I'm not going anywhere until I do this shit.
I'ma be back in a minute.
This the shit I be talking about.
- Stupid motherfucker. - Whatever, nigga.
I'll see you in a minute.
See y'all tomorrow.
- Excuse me. - Excuse me?
- Whoa. - Hey, no, my man,
can I talk to Markisha Taylor?
Sorry, sir, but we closed.
- She's right there. - Mike, Mike, it's okay.
- You can let him in. - You sure?
Hey, Mike, I'm good.
- All right. - Have a good night.
Have a good night.
Terry, we talked about this.
You can't keep coming up to my job like this.
I know, and I'm sorry.
But I'm... I'm leaving town for a bit.
And I don't know when I'm gonna be back.
What are you talking about?
The product Boom gave me got hit,
and all the heat is falling on my back,
so I have to dip for a minute.
What? When?
- Now. - Now?
The... the only reason why I came here
is because I couldn't leave
without seeing you first.
Come here.
♪ It's getting late ♪
♪ Why you still here, girl? ♪
♪ Have you made up Your mind? ♪
♪ You wanna make love Tonight? ♪
♪ I want you to hold me ♪
You're so beautiful.
♪ I want you To be for real, girl ♪
♪ Please, tonight ♪
♪ Don't want you to go ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't feel like being lonely, no ♪
♪ Not tonight ♪
♪ Honey, not tonight ♪
Take that shit off.
Right there!
Right there.
♪ 'Cause I can feel Your heartbeat ♪
♪ It's so fast... ♪
I hope no one heard us.
I would be fired for real.
But no, everybody left after my boss went home.
Wish I could stay here forever and just do this
over and over and over again.
Well, whenever you dig your way out whatever mess you're in,
then you need to decide what you want.
Ey yo, let's go, Meech.
I love y'all, okay?
Got to go.
Daddy loves you, okay?
Aren't you happy I'm outta your hair?
No, putting your life at risk doesn't make me happy.
I want our daughter to grow up with her father.
She will, baby. I promise.
What's your plan, Meech?
My plan is to buy you and Nee-Nee a big palace.
Oh, my God, what you mean leaving?
I just got here.
I sold some jewelry at the pawn shop
so you can take care of Junior.
I know I should have never came back.
I'm scared!
You'll see me again soon, I promise, okay?
I got Hoop and Roland watching the crib.
No. Ain't-ain't-ain't nobody
coming in my damn house, all right?
- What is going on? - Mama, not right now.
We gotta go.
- You got to go where? - Wait, wait, wait.
- Listen. - I deserve to know.
I know you gave your kids everything you got,
and this is all I got left.
Now take this and remember what I told you,
you better stick together no matter what.
Yes, sir. Come on.
I love you.
Love you, too, Mom.
You think she's gonna talk?
Oh, yeah.
She gonna sing like a bird
'cause she's not in the game,
she has a son, and no loyalty to the Flenorys.
Then what are we waiting for?
No, we just wait. You know?
Let her marinate on what she's done,
how it's gonna affect the rest of her life.
And then we go in there, and we crack her like an egg.
Great. I'll get the paperwork going.
Ah, ah, ah.
Keys.
I won the bet.
So tomorrow, I'm back in the driver's seat.
As long as you don't smoke
and keep your hands at ten and two
on the wheel, ass-wipe.
Thank you.
♪ I took advantage Of the love we made ♪
♪ Thinking you'll Be here always... ♪
Yo, yo, yo, my man. You know the rules.
Whoever drives gets to listen to whatever
they want to listen to.
Man, I don't want to hear that rock-me-to-sleep
bullshit right now, nigga. I'm trying to get hype.
Hype for what?
Nigga, we got a ten-hour car ride
ahead of us. You better kick back and relax.
Don't even know how you got all this energy anyway.
You need to rest.
I'm sorry, dawg. I just can't.
I can't listen to this stupid shit, man.
Listen, by the time we get to Toledo,
you can change it back to whatever the fuck you want.
I gotta listen to some gangsta shit right now.
We low on petro.
I'm about to hit this gas station.
- Fuck! - What the fuck?
How this motherfucker get here?
What the fuck you doing?
This motherfucker is trying
to get beside us and flip us.
How you gonna shake him?
I got this. I got it. I got it.
Motherfucker!
Fuck you!
Fuck!
Everybody wants to be MVP.
That doesn't mean you win every game.
Sometimes being a man just means
you live to fight another day.
♪ A fearified freestyle ♪
♪ Terror in the styles Never error-files ♪
♪ Indeed, I'm known to exile ♪
♪ For those that oppose To be level or next to this ♪
♪ I ain't a devil and this ain't the Exorcist! ♪
♪ Worse than a nightmare ♪
♪ You don't have to sleep A wink ♪
♪ The pain's a migraine Every time ya think ♪
♪ Flashbacks interfere, Ya start to hear ♪
♪ The R-A-K-I-M in your ear ♪
♪ Then the beat Is hysterical ♪
♪ That makes Eric go ♪
♪ Get an axe And chops the wack ♪
♪ Soon the lyrical Format is superior ♪
♪ Faces of death remain ♪
♪ MCs decayin' 'Cause they never stayed ♪
♪ The scene of a crime Every night at the show ♪
♪ The fiend of a rhyme On the mic that you know ♪
♪ It's only one capable, breaks the unbreakable ♪
♪ Melodies unmakable, Pattern unescapable ♪
♪ I haunt if you want The style I possess ♪
♪ I bless the child, The earth, the gods ♪
♪ And bomb the rest ♪
♪ For those that envy An MC, it can be ♪
♪ Hazardous to your Health so be friendly ♪
♪ A matter of life and death Just like a Etch A Sketch ♪
♪ Shake 'til you're clear Make it disappear ♪
♪ Make the next After the ceremony ♪
♪ Let the rhyme rest In peace ♪
♪ If not My soul will release ♪
♪ The scene is recreated reincarnated, updated ♪
♪ I'm glad you made it ♪