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I'm not paying you to think
about the big picture, nigga.

[Meech] Tell me where the fuck
my dope at,

and I give her back
safely to Lamar.

The hospital's making
an offer for $25,000.

-That's a lot of doggone money.
-Not for our son's vision.

This here? Also done.

First, you would never
look in my vicinity.

Now, you show up and fuck me
like a damn old-school porno?

I might know some cats
outside the hood

who might wanna holler.

Are you dealing drugs
with your brother?

No.

Look, you know this
was not my fault, right?

Stay the hell away
from my fucking house.

Mo. Mo!

[Terry]
People are dead because of us.

And yeah, we didn't pull
the fucking trigger,

but we may as well have.

[Older Meech]
School was never my thing,

and my folks knew.

But I always showed up
for picture day.

That's when everybody arrives
looking clean and all G'd up.

[laughs]

Dig that fellow
in his freshman class picture.

Yeah, I ain't make it
much further past that day.

My point is, people spend
a lotta time in school

trying to learn
how to better themselves.

Ain't much different
than the streets.

You learn how to count...

[singer] ♪ 6:00 in the morning
Police at my door ♪

[Older Meech] Do chemistry...

[singer] ♪ Fresh Adidas squeak
Across the bathroom floor ♪

Freeze!
Hands where I can see 'em!

[Older Meech]
And participate in PE.

[singer] ♪ Mad with no music
But happy 'cause free ♪

[Older Meech] And the biggest
difference between the two

are the goals.

In the school of hard knocks,

if you ain't graduating,
yo' ass is dying.

[singer] ♪ I'm a self-made
Monster of the city streets ♪

♪ Remotely controlled-- ♪

[background chatter]

[Curly] Oh, snap, it's Meech.

Hey, yo. What up, doe?

[Meech] What up, Little Curly?

No. Not-not little. Just Curly.

-I'm 12, a'ight?
-[Meech laughs]

-What's up, man?
-Hey, yo, uh,

can you cop us a 40?

Man, you niggas don't even
got hair on y'all balls,

and y'all asking for a brew.

I'ma get you some pop.

Man, whatever.
Yo, that man is crazy.

[dramatic tone]

Hey, yo. We gotta go.

A'ight, Curly.

I got y'all two orange Faygos
and some Better Mades.

[suspenseful music plays]

♪ ♪

-[gunfire]
-[screaming]

♪ ♪

-You straight?
-Yeah, yeah, good lookin'.

[gunfire continues]

Yeah, that's right.
Run, bitch. Run!

[gunshots continue]

[Charlie] ♪ 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 ♪

[50 Cent]
♪ 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 ♪

[Charlie] ♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

[Terry] You almost just
got killed, Meech.

[Meech] But I didn't.

But what about
the rest of our family?

And no one know where
Pops is staying still.

We still gotta get Nikki
and Mama out the crib.

This shit, man.

[Meech]
She poke her head out yet?

Shit, if she did...
I wouldn't know.

And honestly,

I ain't even trying
to see her ass right now.

A'ight,
let's break this shit up

in halfies, quarters,
and big eights.

What you mean?

We cooking
and rockin' like always.

Hell no, nigga.

We don't got
the bodies or time.

[Terry] I'm not throwing away
that much money.

Meech, we already got
a system in place.

Niggas always looking for a
better price and product, Tee.

Look, Tiny's down for a brick,
and he turned me

onto his cousin Que
from the north end,

which gonna grow
our business even more.

Look, right now, we can't
be seen in these streets, bro.

We gonna be sitting ducks
for Lamar.

Come on, man.
Let's chop this shit up,

so I can meet Que
at the spot we just copped.

[R&B music plays]

What's cracking, Brit?

Hey. That guy's been waiting
for you by the soul section.

[Meech] What up, doe?

Anything I can play
or wrap up for you?

[Que] No, just checking out
your merch,

trying to see
what kinda store this is.

[Meech] Okay.

Well, we an independent
that focuses on all genres.

You know, you see it,
we got it.

If you don't,
we damn sure can get it.

No matter what it is.

When Tiny told me about you,
I was interested.

-Had no idea you just a kid.
-Yeah, well, shit.

My hustle make up
for whatever I'm lackin'.

Not to mention...

I got that work.

Right.

Except I put my ear
out to the streets,

and I ain't like
what came back.

Word is, you snaked
your last plug.

Well, you been in the game
long enough to know bullshit

when you hear it.

Thing is, you haven't.

Young'uns.

Always gonna make mistakes.
[sighs]

The kind I can't afford.

So what you saying?

I took this meeting
out of respect for Tiny,

so I ain't sayin' never,
but definitely not right now.

[Terry] What's up, Mr. Ryan?

Do you think you can get me
in the college fair?

The event's for juniors
and seniors.

We're at capacity.

Come on, Mr. Ryan.
Is there anything I can do?

[sighs]

What's going on with you?

Nothing.

I just--I need something
to focus my attention on.

Well, look, I can't get you
in the event as a student.

But I may need some help
setting up the event.

You do that,

maybe I'll introduce you
to some admissions directors,

including
my old college roommate,

who represents
Western Michigan University.

Okay. Thank you.

Thank you so much, um...

Do-do I need to do anything,
bring anything?

No, no, just come
to the auditorium at 11:00

to help me set up,
and be ready to discuss

who you are as a person.

Yeah, don't even trip.
I got you.

-Thank you.
-[Mr. Ryan] You're welcome.

All I'm saying is, you don't
see me inviting Mr. Ryan

to bowling parties
and hanging out in his office.

Oh.

Yo, get the fuck
outta here with that.

Mr. Ryan just be
putting me on game, a'ight?

[Los] Oh, I'm sure he does.

I'ma fuck you up with that
fucking Daniel-san bullshit.

What up?

What's up, man?

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[melancholy music plays]

♪ ♪

[sniffling]

[knock at door]

[Meech] Mama, you okay?

I know you in there.

Nicole brought you
some food, Ma. Open up.

I'm fine. I don't want nothin'!
[sniffles]

[Meech] Come on, Ma.
It's an emergency.

I said I don't want nothing!

-[glass shatters]
-Go away!

She ain't been out her room
or talked to nobody.

Like, I don't know
what's wrong.

I got an idea.

-[door clatters]
-Yes, Lord.

[Swift] How many times I gotta
tell you, you can't stay here

if you running
these fast-tail girls

up in and out of here
and smoking on that reefer?

Pastor, I don't be
doing nothing in here, I swear.

Look here, son.
I got a nose for two things,

and what I'm smellin'--
you paid way too much for both.

But I do have a church
to protect.

A big church.

The good Lord thanks you

for that benevolent offering,
brother.

Bet he does.

♪ Jesus ♪

Thanks for waiting for me,
Brother Flenory.

Only got $5 on me.

That's fine, Pastor.
I'm not here for the money.

I'm working for the Lord.

Matthew 20:4,
he shall pay what is right.

That's not exactly
how the scripture goes.

I know, brother.
I'm just testin' you,

making sure you've been
reading your Bible.

-What's up?
-It's Mama.

-Thank you, Pastor.
-Yes, Lord.

♪ ♪

[Charles]
I've been up there a while.

Your mama ain't talkin'.

Someone wanna tell me
what the hell's goin' on

around here?

Terry, your mouth still work?

-Pops, listen--
-Is your name Terry?

Um, Ma...

M-Ma found out that I've been
selling drugs with Meech.

You brought drugs in my house?

No disrespect, Pops, but you
ain't exactly been livin' here.

-Motherfucker!
-Pop, Pop, Pop--

This is still my goddamn house!

A'ight, something happen.

We got some people
looking out after y'all.

Like you did before.

Yeah, but this is worse, Pops.

This about that guy
from the mall, ain't it?

-No.
-What guy?

We was at the mall,
and this guy approached Terry.

Look, Pops,
maybe you should just take

Mama and Nicole to Ohio
for a minute.

Not until you tell me
what y'all done

that I gotta move my family
out the house

I built with my own two hands.

Hmm?

[Terry] Pops, please.

Pops.

[Nicole] I'm coming too, Dad.

[door clicks shut]

This is why I told you

we shouldn't have kidnapped
Lamar's kid.

Man, we ain't kidnap nobody.

We ain't tape
nobody mouth shut.

I fed that little girl
ice cream, man.

Fuck is you talking about?

We took her without her
parents' permission,

which, by definition,
is kidnapping, Meech.

Okay, so it was
a soft kidnappin'.

Soft kidnappin'? Really, bro?

Soft kidnappin'. Fuck.

What you know, good niggas?
What the fuck?

Niggas got 40s and no cups?

Bitch, this ain't Bennigan's.

Better hit that shit
from the neck.

Motherfucker, I am not
drinking after y'all niggas.

I know y'all be eating pussy
that smell like mop water.

-[laughter]
-Come on now. Come on now.

-[man] What up, doe?
-About to hit up the Flenorys.

I need y'all to do me a favor.

I want you to go
and distract his bodyguards.

Sound like
a personal problem to me.

Nigga, shut the fuck up

'fore I choke
your ass out again.

-Homie, you got me fucked up.
-[trigger clicks]

[laughs]

You think I'm scared
of your little punk-ass pistol?

Put a S on that, motherfucker.

[guns cock]

[Slick] Uh-uh. A'ight, listen.

All y'all motherfuckers

need to put this shit down
right now.

-[man] Fuck that.
-[Tiny] Old school time is up.

And since you rollin'
with him...

-[Slick] Uh-huh.
- So's yours.

[Slick] Man, I got a fucking
gun too, homie.

-We can both die here tonight.
-[siren wails]

Yo, the hook at four o'clock!

-Oh. Oh, oh, oh.
-Yeah.

-Yeah, tag, niggas.
-[man] Yo, let's go, go.

I'm it. Go on! I'll find you.

Guess I showed up just in time.

Well, you know how it is

when niggas ain't seen you
for a minute.

-What up, doe?
-I'm good.

Can you tell your boy
Lionel Ritchie to take a hike?

Oh, sticks and stones,
big dog.

Sticks and stones.

Let this nigga know I be
more stones than sticks.

Five. Four. Three.

[Slick laughs]

-Muscle-mouthed motherfucker.
-Two.

You know the drill.

Man, I'm clean.

You check behind my ears
if you want to.

See, I don't see it that way.

See, I got bodies turning up,
people going MIA,

and then there's
that little shootout

that happened this morning.

Detective, I'm a changed man.

Lamar, you stupid.

And stupid always get caught.

Tag, nigga. Now I'm it.

[humming]

[water splashing]

What did you and Demetrius do

that requires us
to leave our house?

Terry, you're also
a father yourself now.

What if Terry Jr.
did something to affect

the safety of your family?

How would you feel?

[door hinges squeak]

[Meech]
Tee? Where you at, Tee?

For someone with no key,

you sure know how to find
your way up in here.

-You want me to leave?
-Doesn't matter.

You gonna come back
any time you ready anyway.

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[dog barking]

[sighs] Yo, I ain't tell Pops
shit, but we need to.

Que passed on us, man.

Pat's been
bad-mouthing us, Tee.

[sighs] Let's go back to what
we know--selling 50s.

I told you already.

That shit don't make no sense
when Lamar still on our heads.

Then fuck it.

Then let's franchise
out to our crew.

We give 'em each a bag.

They get they own people
to move it.

You and I,
we'll still be invisible.

Shit, we'd be like Pat,
and they'd be us.

[Meech inhales]

We tried your way.

And I'm all for yours,
but not with five bricks.

Give B-Mickie one.
We gon' split the rest two-two.

The hell you mean,
give B-Mickie a brick?

TB been with us since day one.

I'm not rewarding no nigga
for going MIA.

And I still ain't forget
about the Jay Mo shit, a'ight?

Man, why the fuck you always
gotta be so damn hard?

A'ight? Just listen. Damn.

Just give it to him, man.
I'll work out the rest.

I'ma see how I feel, Meech,
a'ight?

I'ma see how I feel.

Give B-Mickie a brick.
Nigga, are you crazy?

[Meech] Get your ass
out of my car, nigga.

[Terry] I'll give that nigga
somethin'--not a brick.

I swear to God, I'm gonna stomp
Tiny's fucking kidneys out.

Hey, look, man.
You ain't wrong, nigga,

but if you keep on putting
Tiny's fat ass on notice,

he gonna keep
his eye out on you.

Plus, he got the whole crew
behind him right now.

Fuck them!
Fuck them traitors.

And fuck them
light-skinned-ass pretty boys,

a'ight, with their fucking
super-security-having asses.

Nigga, this shit only happened

because they got
the fuckin' drop on me.

Because yougave up the stash.

Look, homie, Meech had Zoe.

The motherfucker
said he was gonna

cut her fucking head off, man.

What the fuck
was I supposed to do, nigga?

Look, man,
you can get everything back,

plus your fucking family,
but not right now.

Right now,
you way too fuckin' angry.

You ain't even
seein' shit straight.

You patched shit up
with Monique before.

You can do that shit again,
and then after you do that,

me and you can cut off

Meech and Terry's water
for good.

You hear me?

No?

See, motherfuckers can live
without a lot of shit, homie.

No heat,
you can give a bitch a blanket.

No electric,

light a fuckin' candle
or some shit.

But you cut off
a motherfucker's water?

That's a wrap.

Nigga can't wash the dishes,
wash his ass,

or use the shitter.

You feel me?

I like that.
Yeah, I like that a lot.

But if this shit go wrong,

Meech and Terry ain't gonna be
the only niggas

with their water cut off.

[tense music plays]

[arcade machine beeping]

Oh, shit.

[R&B music plays on stereo]

Damn, girl.

You got that thing.

[laughs]
Shut up.

You want a hot towel?

A hot towel and hot sex?

What you tryin' and do,
get me whipped?

Why you covering up like that?

'Cause, nigga, I don't want you
looking all up in my grits.

I was just all in them grits.

[knock at door]

-[click]
-[music stops]

[Terry] It's me, nigga.
Open the door.

Dog. Come on.

Put a shirt on with that
bird-ass chest of yours.

-Man, please.
-[B-Mickie] Man, fuck you.

[Terry] All right.

So I've been meaning
to ask you.

Now, I know
that ain't the heater

you popped Jay Mo with.

[B-Mickie] Hell no.

I tossed it in the river
after I anchored Jay Mo down.

Okay.

Not in the same
fucking place though, right?

Fuck no, nigga.
I ain't stupid.

You know, I can't tell,

given this bullshit situation
you put us in.

What the hell is this?

We gonna show you some love
on the price.

You buggin', right?

I thought your ass'd
actually be happy.

You getting a chance
to make some cheese

for yourself, nigga.

A'ight, just hit me when I need
to hit you up, a'ight?

[Terry] A'ight.

Oh, and, um...I need you
to do me a favor.

Let me guess.

You need help cookin'
them shits up, too, huh?

A'ight.

I'ma show love
on the price too.

Love is love, right?

Fo sho.

[Terry] Dirty-ass hand.

Why don't you go and put
some fucking clothes on?

[B-Mickie] It's my crib.
Hey, close my door.

Little bird-ass chest.

Guess we about to come up, huh?

Yeah.

[singer] ♪ Vibes boomin' ♪

♪ Running my fingers
Through your hair ♪

♪ While you blow clouds
Out your face ♪

-♪ What a dream come true ♪
-[knock at door]

♪ So grateful I'm with you ♪

You can't be serious.

L-look, Monique, please
just hear me out, a'ight?

There was nothin' I could do
about Meech's crazy ass.

All I'm askin' is that
you just give me a chance,

and I can make it up to you.

Please.

It'll be a cold day in hell

'fore I forgive
your ass again.

I apologize.

What the hell else
you want me to do?

Get the fuck away from my house

before I get a restraining
order on your nutty ass!

-Let me go!
-[Lamar] Open the fucking door!

Let me the fuck go!

You motherfucker!
Open the fucking door!

Hey!

Monique,
open the fucking door, bitch.

Yo!
You fuckin' with the wrong one.

I ain't-I ain't Meech, 'cause I
will put my motherfucking foot

-up in your fuckin' ass, bitch!
-[kicks thudding]

Open this goddamn door!
Monique!

Bitch, you got me lookin'
like a crazy motherfucker

up in this bitch.

Monique! Mo!

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[spectator] He warped.
He wildin' out.

[spectator 2] Yo, man...

he trippin', man!

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

Nigga, you know what you doing?

Yo, we gotta move
both of these bricks,

so everybody's getting one.

Yeah, I don't know
about that nigga Dink.

He ain't the sharpest tool
in the shed.

Shit, that nigga's gonna
have to learn how to be.

Yo, everybody, get in here.

[sighs] Yo, listen up.

As you grow in the dope game,

the motherfuckers around you
gotta do the same.

Today is graduation.

Everybody's gonna get
they own sack.

[trio] Hell yeah.

That's what I'm talking
about, nigga.

-Let's get it.
-[sockie] Hold up, hold up.

-What's the pay difference?
-From now on,

you make your money
off the sack I give you.

So as long as you come back
with the number I say, we good.

So we like
independent contractors?

Kinda, sorta, but think of it

more like the new
little Terry and Meeches.

[Kato] Straight up.

Okay, so it's like
some army shit, for real.

-[Terry] Yeah.
-I mean we done did more

before 11:00
than most motherfuckers.

Oh, shit. It's 11:00?
Yo, hold it down for me, B.

[overlapping chatter]

You were supposed to
help set up.

I know. I-I'm so sorry.
I just had some drama at home.

All right. Come on.

Terry, this is Mr. Tolbert.

-Hey.
-Pleasure to meet you.

Mr. Ryan's told me
good things about you.

Likewise, sir.

Well, to succeed in school,

a student has to burn
some midnight oil.

Gotta shed those blood,
sweat, and tears.

Can you give me
an example of a class

or an assignment
where you've done that?

[ominous music plays]

♪ ♪

-[retches]
-Come on, Tee.

I'm preppin' for my--this
college fair today, you know,

'cause I had
my usual classwork last night,

but then I had to stay up
a little extra

to prep for my responses.

Good answer.

-[chuckles]
-[Tolbert] Yeah.

Uh, tell me about
your work history.

Uh, work, work, work.

Uh, I-I'm sorry.
I'm a little nervous.

Relax.

This isn't
an admissions interview.

I just wanna find out
a little more about you.

Tell me about the greatest
challenge you've had to face.

♪ ♪

Ma, I'm not dealing drugs
with Meech.

I'm not.

People are dead because of us.

♪ ♪

Yeah, I-I'm sorry.
I can't do this right now.

One second. Terry!

You came into my office

and begged me
to give you this opportunity.

Then you show up
unprepared like this.

I-I know. I'm sorry, Mr. Ryan.

It's just a lot
on my plate right now.

Okay, Terry,
that doesn't cut it.

Get your head in the game
before you wreck your future.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[Meech]
I sold you a brick for scraps

so you could be top dog.

[Tiny] I did what you
suggested--

turned our backs on Lamar.

[Meech] But you also sent me
to a bogus-ass meeting

with a fake-ass nigga.

Hey, Que said
everything was cool.

Then he heard somethin'
on the way that gave him pause.

Well, I guess y'all
not as tight as you said.

Man, you better help Que
see the fucking light.

Otherwise, you won't hold
that seat for long.

Is that a threat?

Just a reality check, nigga.

A'ight.

I'll holler at him tomorrow
at the gambling spot.

-What spot?
-Off Davison, in H-P.

[bluesy steel guitar
music playing]

♪ ♪

[humming along]

♪ ♪

♪ Yes ♪

[humming]

♪ ♪

How you feelin'?

Both of our boys
are wrapped up in the streets.

I feel like a failure
as a parent.

What we not gonna do
is have a pity party

while we still got time
to save Terry.

Charles,
Terry is selling drugs.

He's also going to school
every day

and taking care of his son,

which means
all hope's not lost.

We just need to get him
away from Demetrius.

[Lucille] That boy's been
attached to his brother's hip

since he came into this world.

What if we used the money
the hospital was offering

to send Terry to a school
down South somewhere?

He ain't gonna do nothing

but get on a bus
and come right back.

Look, I know it sounds
like a longshot,

but I truly believe we can
save Terry if we act fast.

But what about Demetrius?

Do you really believe
we have a chance at Demetrius?

Lucille, we gotta do what we
gotta do to save this family.

[rap music playing]

[rapper] ♪ Stepped outside
Like I gotta go get it ♪

♪ Put a team together
Now my whole team with it ♪

♪ Raised in the hood
Yeah, we deal with the stars ♪

♪ It's time to get it locked
Gotta hit the block hard ♪

Hey, yo. We hungry.
Can we get something to eat?

I mean, we've been at it
all day.

Yo, yo, yo.
Get the fuck outta here.

The fuck are you talking about?

[Kato] Hey, yo, real talk,
I'm hungry too.

Let's make a Coney run.

Yo, that's some bullshit.

How the hell we gonna get paid

if we gotta feed
these little-ass niggas?

Costs to be the boss, baby.

[Dink] Kato,
that some bullshit.

This ain't
the goddamn daycare.

[twig snaps]

Uh, holler--holler at them
if you need some action.

Actually, I'm gonna need you
to gimme all of that.

[tense music plays]

Or I'ma beat your ass
and take it.

Hey, yo,
I gave that bag to you, Dink.

Not some fuckin' shorty
you left on the block

with all the work.

Now, where the fuck
was you at, Sockie?

-Yo, my bad, dog.
-[Terry] This shit is crazy.

Niggas is leaving they posts,
showing up late

like niggas don't grind
10:00 to 10:00 out here.

What the fuck is going on?
Huh?

Our rules were created
to guide y'all.

How the hell
y'all supposed to win

when everybody's
just out there freestyling?

Threatening the integrity
of a name

that I bust
my fuckin' ass to build?

I thought you gave us authority
to manage as we see fit.

-You thought wrong!
-Nigga, why are you mad at us

when the nigga
who did this shit

and everything else
is still out there, hmm?

-The fuck you just say to me?
-Nigga, you heard me.

[all speaking at once]

[Kato] The fuck is going on?

Hey, don't say shit.
Don't say shit.

Fuck!
[thud]

Man, what the fuck
has gotten into you, man?

Dink's runner got ganked.

Nigga, so what?
That's on Dink.

Nigga, the product in the bag
has our fucking name on it.

No, the fuck it's not.

We ain't the 50 Boyz
no more, man.

What the fuck are we, Meech?

I don't know, but we graduated
from that shit.

Yeah? We graduated?
We graduated?

We still haven't moved
past Lamar,

'cause that's the nigga
who stole they fucking stash.

Oh, fuck.

Yeah, fuck.

Yo, we gotta do something, man,

or it's gonna be
the food trucks all over again.

♪ ♪

You know what?
Pull the detail on me.

Fuck it.

Nigga, please.

That crazy muh-fucker
already pressed you once.

Who's to say he ain't gonna do
that shit again with his boys?

Man, that midnight-looking
motherfucker run up on me,

I'ma lay his crazy ass
the fuck down.

Yeah. He's a lone wolf, man.
That nigga lost his crew.

A'ight, so where the hell
we at with the bricks?

Tiny and I are gonna meet
Que tomorrow,

try and seal the deal.

I got this.

No doubt.

[Lucille] Karen, thank you
for coming over

on such short notice.

We-we're ready to accept
the $25,000 offer

the hospital made.

[Karen] Oh, I'm sorry,

but that settlement offer's
been rescinded.

I went over this
when they made the offer.

It had a time limit.

-That's bullshit.
-Watch your mouth.

How she gonna let them pull
the offer without notifying us?

She our doggone lawyer.

[Karen] Mr. Flenory--

Now, this is some shady
backroom business.

I'm sorry, but I don't
get paid until you do.

We should have never let
Pastor Shifty

convince us to take on
a conniving rookie lawyer.

Okay, look, I have fought
relentlessly for your son.

[Charles]
If you fought relentlessly,

we'd have some damn money
in our pockets.

I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to leave.

Karen, please.
Charles is just--

Sorry, Mrs. Flenory.
We're done.

My assistant will send over

the termination
of representation file.

[soft dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[door clicks open]

[door thuds closed]

What is it with you
and this damn gun?

You almost look
like you dating it.

Oh, this saved my mother
from a abusive relationship.

Watched over me
countless nights

crossing enemy territory.

Shit. Sealed countless deals.

This ain't a gat. It's family.

On that note,
I'll give y'all some space.

I need to get
some clean clothes anyways,

unless you want me
funking up your place.

I like your funk.

As a matter of fact, I like it
so much I'll ride with you.

Know I can't let a ass
like that outta my sight.

Besides, we always hang here.

I ain't never even seen
your spot.

Damn, boy.
Catching feelings and shit.

[B-Mickie] I mean,
you been here for a minute.

Are you tellin' me you ain't?

I mean, I'm just tryin'
to figure out what we doing.

Are we kickin' it, or are we--

[sighs] We need some more time
for this convo,

so we might as well roll.

Your ass is driving.
I'm not driving.

Are your parents here?

[Nicole] No, and neither are
them damn guards.

You got something
you want to ask me?

My dad says
when you find a good woman,

you should treat her

like the beautiful child of God
she is.

[laughs]
If that's your way of asking me

to be your girlfriend,
then the answer is yes.

I-I think
we're supposed to kiss now.

Now, Darius, you seem
like a nice kid and all,

but, um, get the fuck out.

What the hell?
You know the rules, Nicky.

Meech brought girls up
to y'all room all the time.

-What's the problem?
-First of all, you not Meech.

-You my baby sister.
-Tch. [mutters]

And what the hell
were y'all doing in here

that you can't do
on the front porch?

Them damn guards
keep spying on us.

That's their damn job.

I feel like I'm in prison.
When this gonna be over?

[sighs]

Come here.

Not too much longer. I promise.

Whatever.

-[door clicks closed]
-[Slick] Yo, 'Mar.

'Mar, you here?
Good, man.

Get the fuck away
from this black ass nigga.

[Lamar] ♪ Who they are ♪

-Oh, yeah.
-[arcade machine beeping]

♪ So fight on hard ♪

♪ Don't ever stop, no ♪

♪ It's my destiny ♪

[Lamar sighs]

Damn, boy.

You over here sounding like

the missing Temptation
and shit.

I ain't even know
you was here, man.

How'd everything go
with Monique and shit?

She cut my water off.

Made me realize the most
precious thing in the world

to me is my family,

so...I'm gonna bury

somebody that Meech and Terry
care about.

You sure that's the best idea?

You know, the more heat
you bring on them,

it's gonna make it harder
for us to do

what we need to do and shit,
you feel me?

♪ Hey, you can't stop
The rain ♪

♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

♪ When it starts to pour ♪

♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

This crazy motherfucker.

[Lamar] ♪ You can't stop
The rain, no, no ♪

Fuck!

[Lamar]
♪ When it starts to pour ♪

Fuck this, motherfucker--

Oh--
[gasping]

[Slick groaning]

♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

♪ Can't stop the rain ♪

[screaming]

[Loose Ends' "You Can't Stop
the Rain" playing]

[Lamar]
♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

[singer] ♪ There's no one else
To blame ♪

♪ You can't lock that door ♪

[singer] ♪ Hang on now
No, no ♪

[Lamar]
♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

[singer]
♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

[singer]
♪ When it starts to fall ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ There's no one else
To blame ♪

[wheezing]

[singer] ♪ There's no one else
To blame ♪

♪ No one else to blame ♪

♪ Yeah, you can't stop
The rain ♪

♪ You can't stop the rain ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

[Kato] Ooh. Oh, my goodness.
Do you smell that?

Yeah, when's the last time
you been in the crib?

This is what happen
when you eat shellfish

and don't come home
for a few days.

I got it.
Give me a second.

Ooh.

[Kato] You good?

Oh, uh, yeah.

You got postcards
of the Renaissance Center?

Hell yeah.
It's a symbol of Detroit.

-You ever been?
-Hell no.

What? Let's go.
Let's go one day.

Let's meet there tonight.

We can get dinner. Yeah?
Come on. You gonna love it.

I promise. Give me a sec.
I'll be right out.

[hip-hop music plays]

-Oh, yeah?
-Okay. Okay.

[player] Y'all think you
gonna teach us new tricks?

[Meech]
Naw, I'm trying to take

some of the old dogs'
cheese, man.

-Oh!
-Okay, then!

-[Meech] Throw them bones, man.
-Hey, baby. What you got?

-[man] Ah.
-Uh-huh. Damn, Meech.

Those 50 Boyz fingers
ain't wise enough yet, Jack.

[man] You guys, come on.
It's a grown man table.

Hey, I got five you don't.

What, 500?

[man] We bet thousands
out here, homie.

Oh, I know; I'm just trying
to make sure you do

if I take
your motherfucking cheese.

-Is that right?
-Oh!

-[Meech] Money?
-[Tiny] Oh, what you bring?

Y'all work
to the spot and shit?

What the fuck have they got
going on right here?

[Meech]
Yeah. Yeah. Bet it. Run that.

Whassup?

I know y'all OGs
ain't chickening out on me now.

[Que] Not at all. Hell naw.
You got the dice?

-Hey, look. I ain't never--
-Enough of that.

[man]
I hope you know what you doin.

Thought y'all was having
this shit.

[man]
Bet it all, then, brother.

[man 2]
I ain't say nothing.

Hey, hey, watch his face
when he ace.

Southwest all day, baby!

-[man] Oh, oh.
-[Meech] Yeah.

Wait, wait, he gotta
run that back.

-Don't get excited yet.
-Come on, man.

No, you're too hype.
Double up. Come on.

[man] Do it twice
or you ain't nice.

[Meech] Come on, man. Nothin'.

[man] Let's go. Let's go.

-Let's go.
-[dice rattling]

-[Meech] Mmm!
-[man] God...

[Meech] Give me all that shit.

Give me all this
motherfuckin' money, man.

-I want all that shit, nigga.
-That's it for me.

It's gonna be a party

somewhere tonight
though, right?

-For sure it is.
-Ha ha, yo, dawg. I see you.

You know that.

[dramatic tone]

[singer] ♪ Step, step
Step to the beat ♪

You know I still ain't
change my mind yet, right?

[Meech] Sure, that's cool.

But you bet against me,
and I won.

[singer] ♪ Better back it up
and pop a big... ♪

So I'ma get
a lot of business in here.

I'ma keep on winning too.

Shit, ain't a lot of business
up in here.

Look...

I know you one
of the gateways to Detroit.

That's where I'm headed...
and then some.

You think you gonna
take over the world?

I'm just focused
on the D first,

but hell yeah.

♪ ♪

A'ight.
Let's make this money.

[Meech] Let's get it.

♪ ♪

[Lucile] How long you been
selling drugs

with your brother?

She ain't asking me.

I ain't never sold a drug
in my life.

-Ever since Meech started.
-Why, Terry?

Why would you do that?

I...

I don't know.

I guess I got--I got tired
of how we were living.

Your mother and I
busted our butt

to give you
everything you needed.

[Terry] And I'm not
knocking that, Pops,

but there's a difference
between Toughskins and Levi's.

A difference
between French dressin'

or mayo mixed
with ketchup dressin'.

Y'all work four jobs,
and we still can't afford

to pay a mortgage on a house
that, Pops, you built by hand?

Poverty is not a scapegoat
for immorality.

[sighs]

Mama, people are gonna
get high regardless.

If somebody's gonna get paid,

it might as well be
me and Meech.

[solemn music plays]

That's the most ignorant thing

I've ever heard
come out of your mouth.

How's looking out
for my own family,

as opposed to some random user
I don't know, ignorant?

The money me and Meech make
is enough to cover

three mortgages,
two luxury cars,

and however many field trips
Nicky want to go on.

The choices we make
in this life

will affect us in the next.

Selling drugs is one thing,
but that ain't all y'all doing,

or else we wouldn't
be in danger.

Y'all murder somebody?

Naw. We ain't kill nobody.

The path you on right now

got us worried about your soul.

And we can't
protect you from that.

♪ ♪

[R&B music plays]

♪ ♪

[soft groans]

[singer]
♪ Days are getting longer ♪

♪ And I can't go on ♪

-Tear that ass up.
-You better.

[singer] ♪ Those things
That I can't change ♪

♪ I can't take it no more ♪

[both moaning]

Take this shit off.

Oh, right there.

[both moaning]

Yeah. Yeah.

What the fuck?

[screaming]

What the fuck?

[suspenseful music plays]

♪ ♪

[Terry] Look, when I found out

some of y'all
was cutting corners,

I ain't gonna lie,
I took it personal.

I did.

But, you know,
just like any other business,

if you ain't growin',
you losing.

And I hate losin'
more than anything,

so for that reason
in particular,

I'm loosening the reins.

50 Boyz are no more.

Yeah. Right.
So what y'all do with the work?

That's on you.

As long as y'all come back
with our loot,

I don't give a fuck
what you do.

Well, shit, if we ain't called
the 50 Boyz no more,

what we gonna call ourself?

The hell I'm 'posed
to do with this?

[man] Hey, at least the popo
can't scope us no more.

Hey, hey, what if we
call ourselves

the Detroit Go-Getters?

Oh, that's--
that's wack as fuck, nigga.

[laughter, chatter]

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.

What about
the Southwest Playas?

Nigga, that shit sound
like the name

of a senior citizen club.

-Hell nah.
-[Dink] A'ight, I'm done.

How about The Family?

-A'ight.
-That's--that works.

[Sockie] It's not terrible.

[Dink] Hey, look, we might
as well jam out.

Sockie, come on, get us right.

-That's what I'm talking about.
-Yeah.

-Play the tunes, Sockie.
-You know it.

-That's what I'm talking about.
-Hey, let's do it right.

-Hey, hey.
-[hip-hop music playing]

Yo, I'm sick and tired of being
left in the dark, a'ight?

You and Tee
copped this record store,

and I ain't know shit about it.

You was MIA, a'ight?

We had to get a spot
to post up in, so we got this.

I feel like I'm being punished
for checking in for my moms.

Y'all fronting me bricks like
I'm a damn corner boy and shit?

Fuck up with that?

We've been over this, dog.

All right, nigga,
you my nigga for life.

You been with us since day one,
but the structure of our crew

is the structure
of our crew, a'ight?

Now, look at it this way.
With the price we giving you?

Nigga, you can make
your own money on the side.

Do your own thing.

Make more money
and better moves.

Think about that.

No doubt. Real spit.

[singer] ♪ Your love ♪

♪ Take your time ♪

♪ You know you can't
Just rush to feel... ♪

I thought we agreed
to give B a key.

He ain't tell you
I gave it to him?

-Nigga, you sold it to him.
-At a huge-ass discount.

Man, look, giving B a key
would have made him

feel like he's equal,
and he ain't, Meech.

He's just not.

And besides,
I think he's fucking Kato.

Yeah. Exactly.

[Kato] Why the fuck
did you stand me up?

Huh? A'ight.

You got nothing to say.
You know what? Fuck it.

I'ma let Meech and Terry know

what the fuck
we've been doin'.

[hip-hop music plays]

-Turn this shit off.
-[music stops]

You getting cold feet
or something?

No, I just figured
you want more time

to spend with the other nigga
you been fucking.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Look, I wasn't snooping,

'cause I know
we ain't exclusive, but...

if you just trying
to get your freak on, cool.

But I was kind of digging you.

And I thought
you felt the same.

B, that ain't even
what you think it is.

[B-Mickie]
Then what the fuck is it?

My ex keeps hitting me
about drug money.

It got pretty heated.

He hasn't hurt you, has he?

He gets froggy,
but never leaps.

And that's why you've been
staying with me?

To hide from his ass?

I didn't want
to get you involved.

A'ight.

Well, look,
as long as you with me,

you ain't got shit
to worry about.

I got you.

We both need someone to trust
in this game.

Yeah. I know that's right.

I can trust you, right?

[Kato] Hell yeah.

'Cause Meech really made me
realize something tonight.

I don't know how much longer I
wanna work with him and Tee.

Just like I'm tired
of being a damn third wheel.

[soft R&B plays]

Then don't.

I'm with you, 100%.

Hmm. 100%?

[singer] ♪ Your shadow sways ♪

♪ The moon can see ♪

♪ The moves we make ♪

♪ My body dies ♪

♪ My soul revived ♪

♪ You pull me in ♪

♪ And I abide ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ ♪

A'ight, you probably did well
'cause she likes you, but--

-Whatever.
-She does.

Anyways, I'm gonna hear it
from my mom.

[Nicole] It'll be okay.

Come here.

What?
My breath stink or something?

No. It's not you. It's him.

[Darius] Is he gonna tell
your brother?

I don't know, but I'm tired
of being followed.

Let's lose him at the arcade.

[tense music plays]

[Darius laughs]

-[Darius] Did we lose him?
-[Nicole] I think so.

That was so fun.

You want to try
that kiss again?

-That was my first one.
-Really?

Well, second if you count
the other one.

Hope you like 'em both.

Hey, um, something's happened
to your brother, so...

-Well, what happened?
-You need to come with me.

-Come on.
-No. You that guy from

-from the mall.
-Come on. Let's go.

-No! No!
-Come here.

-Hey, hey. Let her go.
-[Nicole] Help!

Help, help, help--please!

-[gasps]
-[Nicole] Help!

[Nicole] Help! Help! Help!
Help! Help!

Please help!

[sighs] I'm sorry, little man.
I gotta cut your water off.

[person] Hey, what the hell's
going on out there?

Hey, man!

♪ ♪

[engine revs, tires squeal]

Wait, wait, wait. Darius.

Darius, open your eyes.
Darius, please wake up.

-Somebody call the police!
-Help! Help! Help me!

-[woman] Call an ambulance.
-No, please open your eyes!

Open--open your eyes, please!
Please help.

Call an ambulance!

Why you all
just standing around?

[Older Meech]
We spend so much time

trying to prepare
for graduation

that oftentimes,

we aren't prepared
for what comes next.

[singer]
♪ Can't stop the rain ♪

[hip-hop music playing]

♪ ♪