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[ man laughs ] YEAH YEAH, HEY, MAN,

CHECK OUT THIS CLOWN-ASS NIGGA OUT FRONT.

- Man #2: OH, THAT'S SANCHEZ. BUZZ HIM IN, MAN. - OH, OKAY OKAY.

HEY, SO YOU EVER BEEN HAVING SEX WITH A FEMALE AND SHE, LIKE,

- SLAPPED YOU? - SLAPPED ME?!

YEAH, I DIDN'T ASK HER TO SLAP ME. SHE JUST SLAPPED ME.

- SO I SLAPPED HER BACK, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? - YEAH YEAH.

THEN IT GOT REAL AWKWARD AFTER THAT. YOU NEVER GET MAD.

HO, SANCHEZ, MY MAN! WHAT IT IS.

- COME TALK GOOD TO ME. - WHAT'S UP, MY GOOD DUDE?

OH MAN, SAME SHIT. YOU KNOW, STILL UP IN HERE DOING THAT THANG.

HEY, THAT CHARLIE SHEEN KUSH YOU BROUGHT LAST TIME

WAS SOME-- [ grunts ] MAN, THAT SHIT WENT IN ONE DAY, MAN.

PLEASE TELL ME YOU GOT SOME MORE OF THAT SHIT.

MAN, I GOT SOMETHING BETTER THAN THAT.

TRUST ME-- THIS STUFF IS FROM THE BACKWOODS OF KENTUCKY.

MAN, AIN'T NOBODY GROWING NO WEED

IN NO MOTHERFUCKING KENTUCKY, MAN.

OH MAN, YOU GOT A LOT TO LEARN, GRASSHOPPER.

THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE H.B.H.

- THE H.B.H.? - THAT'S THAT HILLBILLY HIGHWAY SHIT.

WHATEVER, MAN.

YOU GONNA LET YOUR BOY SAMPLE THIS HERE OR WHAT?

YEAH, I ACTUALLY PREFER IT, BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO BALLISTIC

- WHEN I HAND YOU THE TICKET. - AW, MAN, WHATEVER, MAN.

- THERE YOU GO. FIRE IT UP. - YOU KNOW WE ALL GOOD.

SHIT, WE ALL GOOD, MAN.

HEY, OH, IT'S COOL, MAN. THIS HERE SHIT IS MAGICALLY DELICIOUS.

- I TOLD YOU. - DAMN!

YOU SMOKING WITH YOUR BOY OR WHAT, MAN?

NO, I QUIT, MAN. I QUIT.

NAW, I'M JUST MESSING WITH YOU.

HERE, GIVE ME SOME. GIVE ME SOME.

HEY, HOW'D A MOTHERFUCKER LIKE YOU COME ACROSS SOME FINE LIKE THAT?

IT'S KIND OF A LONG STORY THOUGH.

YOU GOT A MINUTE?

DUDE, I SELL WEED FOR A LIVING.

I AIN'T GOT NOTHING BUT TIME.

ALL RIGHT. THEN I'M GONNA TELL YOU A STORY

ABOUT TWO HOMIES FROM THE HOOD IN ATLANTA.

- A.T.L.'s ON IT? - YEAH.

SNEAK THAT THING IN.

- ALL RIGHT, WE GOOD, WE GOOD, ALL RIGHT. - OKAY, WHAT DO I DO?

I WANT YOU TO PICK WHICH ONE MY BALL'S IN.

I MEAN I WANT YOU TO PICK THE BALL. PICK THE BALL.

WHERE IT'S AT? IS IT IN THIS ONE OR IS IT IN THAT ONE?

I WANT YOU TO PICK WHICH ONE.

- HURRY UP, BABY. WE AIN'T GOT ALL DAY. - PICK THE BALL.

OKAY OKAY, UH...

OOH, THAT ONE!

AW, MAN, IT AIN'T IN THERE. MY BAD.

- HEY, BABY. - THAT'S ALL MY MONEY.

- EASY COME, EASY GO. - HEY, MAN, YOU GOTTA LIVE, YOU LEARN.

- WHO ELSE NEXT? - YO, MAN!

SHUT THE FUCK UP.

NOW I DONE BEEN OUT HERE FOR AN HOUR AND A HALF

AND I AIN'T SEEN NOBODY WIN YET.

HEY, MAN, YOU TRIPPING, MAN. LET MY HAND-- OH SHIT. OKAY.

SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, BEFORE I GRAB YOUR FRIEND

- AND BEAT YOUR ASS WITH HIM. - Old man: WHUP HIS ASS.

THAT MUTHAFUCKER WAS HERE AND WITH THAT GIRL CHEATING THAT GUY.

DID YOU START SPEAKING IN HEBREW? I'LL BEAT YOUR ASS.

HOLD UP, MAN, WE'RE JUST TRYING TO GET OUR SHIT TOGETHER.

EVERYBODY SHUT THE FUCK UP!

- LIFT UP THE CUPS. - EVERYTHING GOOD, MAN!

- Partner: GIVE HIM $100. - IT'S GOOD, MAN!

- LIFT UP THE FUCKING CUPS NOW. - LIFT THE CUPS UP, MONKEY.

- LIFT 'EM UP! - OKAY, THAT'S ONE. THAT'S ONE CUP.

- THERE'S ANOTHER ONE. - OKAY, IT'S NOT UNDER THERE.

- TWO. - IT'S UNDER THERE.

- [ gasps ] - WHICH ONE OF Y'ALL TOOK THE FUCKING BALL?!

WHO THE FUCK TOOK THE BALL?

YOU TWO BITCH-ASS NIGGAS IN A WHOLE LOT OF SHIT.

- MOTHERFUCKER-- - HEY HEY HEY, LOOK, THERE'S THE POLICE.

THAT'S THE MOTHERFUCKING POLICE.

♪ YEAH, YO, TIME TO ROLL UP SOME, MAN ♪

♪ SMOKE SOMETHING

♪ GRAB A DRINK

♪ GRAB SOMETHING TO SMOKE ON ♪

♪ YEAH, IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME ♪

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ WE GET HIGH...

♪ YO, HOW MUCH IS THAT?

♪ 110 TO SPEND WITH A FRIEND? WHY NOT? ♪

♪ MY SHIT LOOK LIKE MY EYELIDS ARE INSIDE OUT ♪

♪ NOT A DIME THIS TIME, BUT A NICE-SIZE QUARTER ♪

♪ WE CALL OUR SHIT COFFEE BUT WE DON'T DIP IT IN THAT WATER ♪

♪ WE HONOR IT WITH NO SUGAR AND CREAM, STRAIGHT GREEN ♪

♪ THEN IT'S CHICKEN AND RIBS, BAKED BEANS, MY PLATE'S CLEAN ♪

♪ THEN I FIND THE RHYTHM, MIND IF I GIVE THEM A LITTLE? ♪

♪ I'M KINDA HIGH RIGHT NOW SO I'LL JUST GO AND HIT A McGRIDDLE ♪

♪ AND I'LL TWIDDLE MY THUMBS ♪

♪ MY DIRECT CONNECT IS GONE

♪ BUT MY MIDDLE MAN IS ABOUT TO COME WITH SOME MO' 'DRO ♪

♪ OH YO, YOU KNOW THE LOGO

♪ WE HIGHER THAN MOFO, WE GET HIGH... ♪

[ door creaks ]

- [ funk music playing softly ] - [ snoring ]

- HEY, SON. - WHAT'S UP, POPS?

HEY, SON, SO WHAT'D YOU DO TODAY FOR THE BETTERMENT OF YOUR PEOPLE?

COME ON, MAN, WE GOTTA DO THIS EVERY NIGHT?

EVERY NIGHT OF YOUR LIFE! AS LONG AS THE PIGS ARE OUT THERE ON THE STREET

KILLING YOUR BROTHERS WITH THE COLD HEAT OF THEIR BILLY CLUBS.

HERE.

COME ON, MAN, I'M OUT HERE STRUGGLING.

- MAN, I AIN'T GOT TIME-- - STRUGGLE!

WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT STRUGGLE?

TRY BEING A POLITICAL PRISONER,

LOCKED UP FOR THE REST OF YOUR NATURAL LIFE, BROTHER.

- THAT'S STRUGGLE. - BUT YOU'RE NOT A PRISONER, POPS.

YOU'RE FREE. YOU RETIRED FROM FORD, POPS.

NOW YOU SEE? THAT'S WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU KIDS TODAY.

THEY'VE GOT YOU ALL BRAINWASHED.

DAMN RAP MUSIC.

YOU KNOW...

Y'ALL HAD ONE CAT. UM...

TEAPAC SECURE.

NOW THAT CAT, HE WAS A SOLDIER.

THEN ONE OF YOU YOUNG IGNORANT BASTARDS KILLED HIM.

- [ mutters ] - YOU THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING, HUH.

SHIT! WELL, GO ON. GO ON, BOY.

AIN'T NO SENSE IN WATERING A TREE THAT DON'T WANT TO GROW.

HEY!

YOU GOT ANY WEED?

MAN, I GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

♪ GOURMET FIENDER FOR THE GOURMET FIENDER ♪

♪ FROM THE GOURMET FIENDER FOR THE FIENDER... ♪

- [ door opens ] - ♪ FOR THE GOURMET CHOCOLATE

- ♪ SO MANY PEOPLE ASK "WHO IS THE GOURMET CHOCOLATE?" ♪ - [ door slams ]

NIGGA, I DONE TOLD YOU ABOUT SLAMMING MY DAMN DOOR!

EARL, YOU HEAR ME TALKING TO YOU?

YEAH, YOU.

BRING YOUR ASS IN HERE.

WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN ALL DAY?

- I'VE BEEN-- - YOU KNOW TODAY IS THE FIRST AND I'VE GOT TO PICK UP

ALL THESE CHECKS FROM ALL THESE PEOPLE, HONEY.

SHANEQUA ADAMS, TAMIKA TERRY,

SAMANTHA JONES AND THIS LADY RIGHT HERE

AND SO ON AND SO ON AND SO FORTH.

- I-- - DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS

TO GO FROM COUNTY OFFICE TO COUNTY OFFICE

TO WIC OFFICE TO THE NEXT WITH FIVE KIDS?

- YOU DIDN'T-- - WHAT?!

- YOU FUCKING SOME OTHER BITCH? - WHAT?

HELL NO, NIGGA. LET ME FIND OUT YOUR ASS OUT HERE FUCKING AROUND ON ME

WITH ONE LITTLE OLE HO AND I SWEAR TO GOD I'MA DRAG YOU AND THAT BITCH-ASS.

- YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. - WELL, IF YOU DO ALL THAT,

THEN HOW AM I GIVE YOU THESE FLOWERS?

MM-HMM, MM-HMM, YOU SEE IT.

- MM-HMM. - BABY!

- YOU DID IT! - YES, I DID.

- THAT'S SO SWEET. - ISN'T IT? WHO AM I?

- YOU AIN'T HAD TO DO ME LIKE THAT. - WHO AM I?

YOU MY BIG-DICKED EARL.

ALL RIGHT, THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.

- THAT'S MY BABY. - MM-HMM, COME HERE.

- YOU AIN'T HAD TO DO ME LIKE THIS. - COME HERE, PUT THE ASS ON ME.

- PUT THE ASS ON YOU? - PUT THE ASS ON ME. PUT THE ASS ON ME.

- MM-HMM, ROLL THIS SHIT UP. - LIKE THAT? THAT'S HOW YOU LIKE IT?

[ gunshots ]

- [ clamoring ] - SAVE ME, THEY'RE KILLING ME!

GET OFF ME. I GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS SHIT.

LATELY, MAN, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT JUST GETTING OUT OF THE HOOD, DAWG.

- GIVE ME YOUR CHANGE! - [ groans ]

NO SHIT. YOU KNOW WHAT?

MAN, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THE SAME SHIT, DAWG.

MAN, I'M JUST TIRED OF ALL THE DRAMA, MAN.

- Woman: WATCH THAT BITCH-ASS. - SHIT, ME TOO.

YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? THE HOOD COOL AND ALL. BUT, I MEAN...

- FUCKING WITH HER MAN! - ...I JUST THINK I NEED TO FIND MY OWN WAY.

'CAUSE I MEAN, SHIT, I'M BETTER THAN THIS.

- [ tires squeal, gunshots ] - EAST SIDE!

- SHIT CRAZY, DAWG-- - FREEZE!

FREEZE! DON'T YOU MOVE, DAWG.

YOU GONNA GET A GUN?

- FREEZE! - OKAY.

Earl: NEXT THING I KNOW THE NIGGA GONNA COME TRY ME,

SO I GRABBED THE NIGGA BY THE NECK LIKE THIS AND JUST STARTED CHOKING HIM.

I'M CHOKING THE SHIT OUTTA THE NIGGA, THE NIGGA JUST SHAKIN' AND SHIT,

TREMBLING, HIS EYES ROLLING BACK TO HIS BACK.

I SAY, "PUSSY NIGGA FUCKBOY!"

THE NIGGA STARTED REGURGITATING AND SHIT.

SO I PULLED MY LITTLE THING OUT.

- I JUST STARTED HITTING THE NIGGA WITH THE PISTOL. - HEY, Y'ALL KEEP IT DOWN!

- THIS AIN'T NO "DEF COMEDY JAM." - OH, OKAY.

NIGGA SAID CALM DOWN.

- APPRECIATE IT. - FUCK ALL OF YOUR CRAP.

YEAH, MAN, THIS SHIT ALL RIGHT.

- I CAN DO THIS. - MAN, DO YOU HEAR WHAT YOU SAYING, NIGGA?

- WHAT'S WRONG? WE GOT COTS. - THAT SOME BULLSHIT, MAN.

- WE LIVIN'. - I'LL BE GLAD WHEN WE GET UP OUT OF THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

- SOON, MAN. THIS IS BULLSHIT. - THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS SHIT, MAN.

PLUS WE STRAIGHT. WE ALREADY TALKING TO GIRL THAT WORK OVER AT CITY HALL.

SHE GOT ALL OUR PAPERWORK AND SHIT.

THAT SHIT GONNA DISAPPEAR BY TOMORROW.

- OH YEAH, ALL RIGHT. - YEAH, WE GOOD.

- KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? - Guard: LOCKDOWN!

- LOCKDOWN. - THIS MOTHERFUCKER HAPPY HE GOT SOME AUTHORITY.

IT'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT, MAN.

- HE IS UPSET. - DON'T START NO SHIT UP WITH ME.

MAN, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THIS SHIT. YOU KNOW HOW I GET.

[ chuckles ]

I LIKE YOU.

WHAT?

WHAT THE F-- HEY, MAN, PUT ME GODDAMN DOWN!

I'M A REAL NIGGA. I BOO-BOO ON MYSELF SO YOU AIN'T GONNA WANT THIS.

I GOT A LITTLE STORY I WANNA TELL YOU.

STORY? ABOUT WHAT?

KENTUCKY. NOW LAY DOWN.

OH SHIT.

[ sobs ]

[ whimpers ]

USE PROTECTION AND DON'T TELL NOBODY!

- THEY RAPED EARL? - NO, MAN, HE DOESN'T RAPE HIM!

NOT ALL CONVICTS ARE GAY.

- REALLY? - YOU SEE, WILBERT IS

HEADED UPSTATE FOR LIFE AND HE WANTED TO SHARE SOME OF HIS SECRETS

WITH SOMEONE WHO COULD BENEFIT BY THEM.

YOU LIKE PLANTS.

HMM.

WELL, SHIT, IT DEPENDS ON WHAT KIND OF PLANTS

- YOU TALKING ABOUT. - THERE'S A HIDDEN PART

IN A RURAL PART OF THE HIGHWAY OF KENTUCKY

WHERE THERE'S NOTHING BUT ACRES-- I MEAN ACRES--

OF POT FARM.

NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT RIGHT THERE.

THAT'S RIGHT UP MY LUNGS.

I'M TALKING ABOUT THE BEST WEED YOU EVER SEEN.

I'M TALKING ABOUT SOUR DIESEL.

I'M TALKING ABOUT TRAIN WRECK.

I'M TALKING ABOUT MASTER KUSH.

YOU NAME IT.

♪ WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT HYDRO? ♪

♪ ALL THESE STRAINS, EARLY GIRL ♪

♪ PURPLE HAZE, AFGHANI, STRAIGHT CANDY ♪

♪ NIGERIAN WEED, MAUI WOWIE ♪

♪ BLUEBERRY, ISLAND LADY, INDIGO WEED ♪

♪ HOLLAND'S HOPE, HINDU KUSH ♪

♪ MASTER KUSH, NORTHERN BRIGHT... ♪

THAT SOUND LIKE SOME OLD FAIRY-TALE SHIT, MAN.

- THAT CAN'T BE REAL. - OH NO, MY LITTLE FRIEND.

WHY DO YOU THINK I'M IN HERE?

SO WHICH HIGHWAY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

HIGHWAY 420.

TOLD YOU I HAD A LITTLE SECRET.

SHHH.

TELL ME MORE ABOUT THIS THING, MAN.

[ chuckles ]

[ hums ] ♪ DON'T DROP THE SOAP

♪ DON'T DROP THE SOAP, LA LA. ♪

YEAH.

TEDDY RILEY? COME ON.

ALL RIGHT, MAN. STAY UP.

AND RAY McGATHY. LET'S GO, YOU'RE FREE TO GO.

- McWHO? - McFUCK-YOU, MAN.

YOU TOLD THEM YOUR NAME WAS TEDDY RILEY?

HEY, MAN, I NEED A JOB AFTER THIS. FUCK THIS SHIT.

♪ Ain't nobody tripping, ain't nobody tripping ♪

♪ Ain't nobody tripping 'cause the money already made ♪

♪ 'Cause the money already made, 'cause the money already made ♪

♪ Ain't nobody tripping...

YOU SAID ACRES OF CHRONIC, MAN?

- YES. - WHERE AT?

SOMEWHERE OFF HILLBILLY HIGHWAY.

HILLBILLY HIGHWAY? WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT?

- KENTUCKY. - WHAT?

YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID. KENTUCKY.

- MAN. - I'M TELLING YOU. I KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.

I GOT ALL THE LOGISTICS AND ALL THE DIRECTIONS AND EVERYTHING.

YOU JUST GOTTA TRUST YOUR BOY.

♪ Pocket for a pimp, drop it low, show me some shit ♪

- ♪ Bread in the bank bank... - YOU KNOW WHAT?

- YOU MIGHT BE ONTO SOMETHING. - I JUST KNOW THIS MIGHT BE THE THING

THAT GETS US OUTTA THE HOOD.

YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU MIGHT BE RIGHT, MAN.

YOU KNOW WHAT? LIKE 10, 20 LBS, MAN,

WE COME BACK WITH THAT SHIT, WE BE BALLIN' LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER.

YOU FEEL ME?

HILLBILLY HIGHWAY, HUH?

- FUCK IT, DAWG. LET'S ROLL THEN. - [ stripper farts ]

[ record scratches ]

DID THIS BITCH JUST FART?

- FUCK IT. - [ music starts ]

FUCK THIS, MAN.

- HEY! - OH.

- WHAT'S UP, POPS? - HEY, SON.

ME AND MY PARTNER EARL, MAN-- WE'RE ABOUT TO GO SEE SOME FRIENDS UP AT THE COLLEGE.

AH, MAN, I REMEMBER.

ME AND HUEY USED TO TAKE ROAD TRIPS ALL THE TIME.

DOWN TO BIRMINGHAM, UP TO D.C.,

ALL FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE CAUSE.

I HOPE YOUR TRIP HAS AS GREAT A CAUSE.

WELL, IT'S FOR A VERY-- HIGH CAUSE.

- WELL, RIGHT ON, BOY. - ALL RIGHT.

- HOLD IT DOWN NOW. - ALL RIGHT, CARRY ON.

RIGHT ON.

[ radio playing ]

♪ All you need is weed and nothing else ♪

♪ Sit back and roll one... ♪

- [ toots horn ] - [ running footsteps ]

HEY, RAY, GO! PULL OUT.

DON'T MAKE ME CHASE YOU, EARL! DON'T MAKE ME CHASE YOU, EARL.

GET YOUR ASS WHUPPED LIKE LIONEL RICHIE, NIGGA.

HEY, WHEN YOU GET A BITCH, YOU CAN TELL ME ABOUT BITCHES, BITCH.

I GET A BITCH EVERY NIGHT, NIGGA.

THEY OUGHTA CALL YOU "PIZZAZZ" 'CAUSE YOU A PUSSY-ASS NIGGA.

NIGGA, SHANTE IS THE ONLY WOMAN YOU EVER HAVE,

SO YOU AIN'T EVEN QUALIFIED TO SPEAK ON WOMEN, NIGGA.

I KNOW WHAT I AM QUALIFIED TO SPEAK ON.

- AHHH! - OH SHIT, DON'T SHOW IT, BLOW IT, NIGGA.

[ laughs ] TELL ME I'M THE SHIT FIRST.

- [ snickers ] - I'LL THROW THE SHIT OUT.

- YOU THE SHIT, YOU THE SHIT! - OH OKAY.

- PUT THE SHIT DOWN. - GIVE ME A BLUNT.

♪ So go call up the loved ones ♪

♪ And get ready for the ride ♪

- ♪ It's about that time, y'all... ♪ - [ coughing ]

♪ Let's put one in the sky ♪

♪ Lay back and enjoy the ride ♪

♪ 'Cause that 420-I

♪ With my Chocolate Thai

♪ Feel my bricks grow with my Chocolate Thai ♪

♪ Let's put one in the sky ♪

♪ Lay back and enjoy the ride ♪

♪ 'Cause that 420-I

♪ With my Chocolate Thai...

[ engine stops ]

[ country western music playing ]

Man: I'M GONNA HAVE ME A BEER, DARLIN'

Woman: SIR, YOU GONNA HAVE YOURSELF ANOTHER SHOT THERE?

JACK DANIELS. I LIKE IT.

ONE JACK DANIELS COMING UP.

♪ I've been driven from my home... ♪

Earl: IT GOT QUIET IN THIS BITCH, AIN'T IT?

HOWDY.

- WHAT DO YOU WANT? - LET ME GET A CHILI CHEESE FRIES

- AND A FRUIT PUNCH. - I'LL HAVE THE SAME THING.

WE DON'T MAKE NO CHILI CHEESE FRIES.

OKAY, WELL, FUCK IT. LET ME GET A CHEESEBURGER.

WE DON'T MAKE CHEESEBURGERS.

LET ME GET TWO OF THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS.

YOU'RE PUSHING IT, BOY.

- "BOY"? - MM-HMM.

MAYBE WE OUGHTA JUST GET UP OUTTA THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

MAN, FUCK THAT SHIT.

THIS AIN'T NO GODDAMN J. EDGAR HOOVER BACK-IN-THE-'60s SHIT.

IS THERE A MONKEY TALKING?

- HOW YOU DOING, RUN D.M.C.? - YOU'RE IN TROUBLE NOW, AIN'T YOU?

HALF A DOLLAR. I UNDERSTAND THAT YOUR LITTLE

TOUR RAP BUS BROKE DOWN UP YONDER.

- NOW I HEARD YOU SAY YOU WANT SOME KIND OF BURGER. - [ fly buzzing ]

THERE'S A McDONALD'S ABOUT THREE, FOUR MILES UP THE ROAD THERE.

YOU CAN GET ALL THE CHICKEN NUGGETS YOU WANT

AND FRUIT PUNCH KOOL-AID.

AND I'D ADVISE YOU

TO GET YOUR BLACK ASSES UP

AND HEAD THE HELL ON OUTTA THIS TOWN.

WE MOVED HERE TO MOVE AWAY FROM YA.

EVERYWHERE WE MOVE, HERE COME A COUPLE OF YA

MOVING IN, SENDING THE PROPERTY VALUE DOWN.

I'M ABOUT TO DROP THIS CRACKER ASS.

WHATCHA GONNA DO, SON?

HEY, FELLAS, WOULD Y'ALL TAKE CARE OF 'EM,

- MAKE WAY AND ESCORT THEM OUT THERE. - WE GOOD, WE GOOD.

- WE GOOD. - DON'T TOUCH 'EM.

YOU MIGHT CATCH IT.

TOUCHING YOU ON THE HAND, I TELL YOU, THE NEXT TIME YOU KNOW

YOUR FINGERS TURN BLACK.

[ coyote howls ]

[ engine starts ]

HOLD UP, HOLD UP, HOLD UP.

- HEY, FELLAS? - YEAH, WHAT'S THAT?

I WANT TO THANK Y'ALL AGAIN FOR SHOWING ME THE NICE HOSPITALITY.

Y'ALL SHOWED ME SO MUCH LOVE AND I'M TRYING TO FIGURE OUT

WHICH ONE OF YOU CRACKER'S JAWS I'M GONNA LET SUCK MY BLACK DICK!

HOLY RICK ASTLEY SHIT! GET THEM MOTHER-CRICKETS!

WHAT? THEY ARE SO FUCKED RIGHT NOW, NIGGA.

IT IS A DONE DAUGHTER. THEM REDNECKS MUST'VE CAUGHT 'EM,

THEN SODOMIZED THEM AND MURDERIZED THEM.

OOOH.

MAN, WHAT IS IT WITH YOU AND SODOMY?

I MEAN THAT'S THE WAY ALL THESE STORIES END, MAN.

THEY FUCK YOU AND THEY KILL YOU.

NIGGA, AIN'T YOU SEEN "DELIVERANCE"?

NO, THEY DON'T GET SCREWED OR KILLED.

THEY GET AWAY.

- ITCH, THOUGH, RIGHT? - Earl: I DON'T THINK SO, MAN.

USE BLUE STAR OINTMENT.

BUT THAT DON'T USUALLY WORK MOST OF THE TIME.

- NO SHIT? - NOT REALLY.

GOTTA SHAVE ALL THE HAIR OFF MY NUTS, HUH?

- I HAD TO SHAVE MY ASSHOLE. - OOOH.

HOWDY, COWBOYS! WELCOME TO THE DIXIELAND HOTEL.

SO TELL ME, HOW MANY "D"s ARE IN DIXIE.

- ONE. - NO, DARLING!

THERE ARE 35. ♪ DD-DD-DD-D-D-D-D-D-D--

OKAY, YOU BOYS LOOK EXHAUSTED.

LIKE YOU'VE BEEN OUT ON THE RANGE ALL DAY.

I'M GONNA TELL YOU WHAT YOU NEED: A GOOD MEAL,

A HOT TUB AND A NICE WARM BED

TO PUT THAT LITTLE HEAD ON.

THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. YOU GONNA COME PUT ME IN THE BED?

- SOUNDS GOOD TO YOU, DOESN'T IT? - MM-HMM.

WHAT'S IT GONNA BE?

TWO ROOMS? OR MAYBE ONE?

- ONE. - AND IS THAT GONNA BE

TWO BEDS OR ONE?

- BITCH, TWO! WHAT THE FUCK? - TWO!

OKAY OKAY, I GOT TO ASK. IT DOESN'T HAPPEN VERY OFTEN,

BUT EVERY NOW AND THEN WE GET SOME OF THOSE LIFE "PARTNER" TYPES.

- YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. - NAW, THERE AIN'T NOTHING LIKE THIS.

- WE'RE DEFINITELY NOT LIFE PARTNERS. - OKAY.

NOW Y'ALL WANT SMOKING OR NON-SMOKING?

[ unison ] SMOKING.

- ♪ SMOKING THAT WEED - ♪ FEELING FINE

- ♪ GOT ME A PARTY - ♪ AND A FAT-ASS DIME

- [ vocalizing ] - ♪ HOW ABOUT A LITTLE WEED FOR ME? ♪

- YOU A COMPTON SISTER. - Y'ALL JUST GO ON UPSTAIRS AND HAVE A BALL.

ALL RIGHT, BABY. SHE ALL RIGHT TO ME.

BOY, THOSE CHILI CHEESE FRIES WAS OFF THE CHAIN, MAN.

OOOH, FOR REAL. I THINK SHE COOKED THEM MOTHERS HERSELF.

YEAH, MAN. MARA'S KINDA FEISTY.

SHE PROBABLY WAS FINE AS FUCK BACK IN THE DAY.

IF IT WAS THE '60s, SHIT, I'D FUCK.

WHILE YOU'RE BULLSHITTIN' IT, I'M FUCKING THAT.

MAN, HOLD UP, MAN. YOU SMOKED TOO MUCH FOR REAL THIS TIME, MAN.

YOU BLOWING MY HIGH, MAN.

- [ TV clicks on ] - OH SHIT.

- MAN, IT'S THE KUSH. - OH, THAT'S MY SHIT.

I AIN'T NEVER SEEN THIS SHIT BEFORE.

MAN, WATCH, CHECK IT OUT, WHILE WE BE TRIPPING.

- I HEARD ABOUT THIS SHIT. - HERE, SMOKE.

- YOU NEED TO SMOKE WHILE YOU LOOK AT THAT. - OKAY.

...and US veteran Akura Kushimota,

publically known as "Master Kush," is wanted for murder.

Leading the investigation is Special Agent Rico--

Man: Yo yo yo yo, that's some mad lies.

Leader Kush never killed no one.

- [ Kush growls ] - Hey, true dat.

- Get out, Kush. - [ speaking Japanese ]

[ gunfire ]

Get down! Smoke him.

Move in, move in.

Pull back, he's got a gun.

It's weapons of mass destruction.

Watch out! It's the kush goo!

[ explosion ]

Huh?

Oh no, no-ooo!

[ groans ]

Announcer: Will Master Kush be hunted down

and captured by the I.C.U.?

Will I.C.U. propaganda successfully tarnish

the good name of Kush? Will the I.C.U.

use their evil influence and release

the dark energy into the world?

Will fear, mass paranoia and government conspiracy

be the ultimate downfall of Master Kush?

All this and more

- "When Kush Comes to Shove." - [ blow thuds ]

- Man: That hurt. - M-M-Master Kush.

[ fanfare ]

[ beeps, static ]

[ moaning ]

[ knocks ]

I'M HAVING A MEETING WITH THE TOILET.

[ coughs ]

YOU GONNA HAVE TO HURRY UP, MAN.

[ sniffs ] WHAT YOU DOING?

MAKING A DECISION.

YOU GOTTA COME BACK LATER, MAN.

SMOKING UP ALL THE FUCKING WEED. I KNOW WHAT HE DOING.

[ moaning ]

♪ FREE UP YOUR MIND AND PULL UP SOME FRESH BREW ♪

♪ BLOWING OUT MY MIND, CLOUD NINE ♪

♪ WHERE I STAY, SO I BLAZE SOME WEED... ♪

WE'VE BEEN RIDING FOREVER, MAN.

I'M TIRED OF THIS SHIT. WHAT TIME WE GONNA GET THERE?

- MAN, YOU KNOW WHAT? - WHAT?

BEFORE WE GET TO WHERE WE'RE GOING, MAN, I THINK WE NEED TO GET SOME NEW GEAR.

- THINK THERE GONNA BE SOME MOTHERS OUT THERE? - NAW, NIGGA.

I AIN'T TALKING-- I'M TALKING ABOUT SOME CLOTHES SO WE CAN FIT IN.

SO WE WON'T STICK OUT AS MUCH, MAN.

LIKE WHAT? WHAT TYPE OF GEAR?

SHIT, I DON'T KNOW. WHAT DO COUNTRY MOTHERFUCKERS WEAR?

COWBOY SHIT?

YEAH, I GUESS.

MAN, WHEN WE GET UP IN HERE, MAN,

MAKE SURE YOU PLAY IT COOL.

DON'T BE DOING SHIT THAT'LL BRING ATTENTION TO US, MAN.

COME ON, DAWG.

I GOT YOU.

♪ All of you freaks

♪ And all of you boozers

♪ All of you cheats

♪ And two-time losers...

YEEE-- WHOO.

--HAW!

HEY THERE, BOOM BOOM BELINDA.

- [ snoring ] - LET ME GET SOME OF THAT-- BOTH OF THEM.

♪ It's another lost weekend, stuck in this town... ♪

HE AIN'T GONNA NEED THIS.

HEY, WHERE YOU GOING? WHERE YOU GOING?

WHERE YOU GOING? WHERE YOU GOING?

YOU CAN GET THAT TWO IN THAT CORNER POCKET IF YOU JUST GO AT IT.

SMILE!

I LIKE THAT. LET ME GET IT.

OKAY, BABE.

GIVE THEM A LITTLE "WHOA,

HO HO HO!" [ mimics Elvis ]

HEY, COME ON, MAN. YOU'RE CRAZY.

LISTEN TO ME. YOU'RE TRIPPING.

- CAN I GET YOU GUYS SOMETHING TO DRINK? - YEAH.

LET ME GET A LI'L SARSAPARILLA.

KNOCK OFF THAT COWBOY SHIT.

THIS AIN'T THE PLACE.

OH. MY BAD.

NOW IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR SOME REEFER,

STICK AROUND TILL AFTER WE CLOSE.

- FOR SURE. - WHOO.

UH, WAS THAT DRUNK BITCH PREGNANT

OR WAS THAT PREGNANT BITCH DRUNK?

- IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS? - OH, YEAH YEAH.

BRING IT HERE. COME HERE, COME ON, COME ON IN.

NOW LET ME GUESS. YOU GUYS ARE HERE

- LOOKING FOR CROPS. - HOW YOU KNOW?

THE ONLY BLACK COWBOYS I KNOW

PLAY FOOTBALL IN DALLAS.

THE DUDE GOT A POINT.

YEAH WELL, SHIT. WHAT'S UP WITH THE TREES THEN, MAN?

MY MAN HERE SAID THEY GOT ACRES OF THAT SHIT GROWING OUT HERE.

- THAT'S AN UNDERSTATEMENT. - FUCK.

KENTUCKY YIELDS THE MOST MARIJUANA CROPS

IN THE NATION.

IF YOU'RE DRIVING THROUGH, JUST ROLL DOWN YOUR WINDOWS.

- YOU COULD SMELL IT IN THE AIR. - NO SHIT.

I THOUGHT I SMELLED IT. WHEN I WAS ON MY WAY UP THERE

- I DID SMELL IT. - MAN, THAT'S 'CAUSE WE WAS SMOKING ON A FAT ONE.

YOU AIN'T WRONG WHEN YOU'RE RIGHT.

LET ME GUESS: YOU GUYS CAME UP IN HERE

IN HOPES OF FINDING ONE OF THOSE CROPS

SNATCHING A COUPLE OF POUNDS

AND GOING DOWN TO SELL IT IN THE HOOD.

YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT, IRON SHEIK.

[ all chuckle ]

OH, I GET IT.

YOU'RE THE FUNNY ONE. WELL, WE'LL SEE HOW FUNNY YOU ARE

WHEN ONE OF THESE HILLBILLIES HAS A COW PROD UP YOUR ASS,

FORCING YOU TO DRINK ICE WATER AND CHEW ON ALUMINUM FOIL.

MY BOOTY HOLE JUST STARTED BURNING. WHAT TYPE OF GAY SHIT?

ALL RIGHT, MAN, FOR REAL, MAN.

CAN YOU TELL US WHERE THE CROPS ARE?

WELL, YOU GOTTA BE A LITTLE MORE SPECIFIC THAN THAT.

YOU JUST DON'T WALK INTO McDONALD'S AND SAY "I WANT A HAMBURGER."

- YOU GOT THE BARACK OBAMA? - WHAT KIND THEY GOT?

- EL PRESIDENTIAL. - IT ALL DEPENDS

ON HOW FAR ARE YOU WILLING TO GO.

I MEAN YOU CAN HIKE FOR ABOUT A DAY

AND FIND A PRETTY DECENT CHRONIC CROP.

BUT IF YOU'RE WILLING TO DODGE A COUPLE OF BULLETS

- AND BOOBY TRAPS... - MM-HMM.

...YOU CAN FIND THAT STICKY GREEN,

ORANGE-HAIRED, CRYSTALLIZED,

EXTRATERRESTRIAL-TYPE SHIT,

THAT SHIT THAT TASTES LIKE CANDY WHEN YOU SMOKE IT.

OH SHIT, I'M UP IN THAT.

- OHH. - MAN, DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID BEFORE THAT SHIT?

MAN, I'M NOT FUCKING WITH NO BULLETS OR NO BOOBY TRAPS, MAN.

CAN YOU TELL US HOW TO GET TO ONE OF THE ONES, LIKE,

RIGHT OFF ONE OF THESE ROADS SOMEWHERE?

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, BUT TRUST ME.

YOU'LL BE BACK.

CAN I GET SOME OF THAT NOW? SHIT.

Y'ALL DONE PASSED IT BACK AND FORTH LIKE Y'ALL KNOW EACH OTHER.

SO WHAT THE GUYS DIDN'T KNOW

WAS THAT IWAS WAITING FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY FOR YEARS.

- WHAT OPPORTUNITY? - MY SWEET LITTLE BABY GIRL,

MY DAUGHTER MARIE-- SHE WAS HELD CAPTIVE

BY SICK, SADISTIC HILLBILLIES.

- A GROUP OF THEM. - OH, I GET IT.

SO HE GET HIM A PIECE OF THAT YOUNG HILLBILLY KINOOTCHI

WHILE HE UP THERE, FUCK AROUND

AND LEAVE A SEED IN THE BACKGROUND, HUH?

- EXACTLY. - SHOULD'VE PULLED OUT.

I'D DO IT. CALLED THE RHYTHM METHOD

OR SOME SHIT LIKE THAT.

I TRIED SEVERAL TIMES TO FREE HER,

BUT IT DIDN'T WORK OUT.

DAMN, THAT'S FUCKED UP.

YEAH, SO I SEEN THESE GUYS AS THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY

TO SET HER FREE, BUT FIRST I HAD TO BAIT THE HOOK A LITTLE.

MAN, WHERE IN THE HELL THIS FOOL SANCHEZ SEND US, MAN?

I DON'T KNOW. HE SAID LOOK FOR THE HIGHWAY 420 SIGN.

THERE IT IS RIGHT THERE. THAT'S IT RIGHT THERE.

- LET'S DO THIS SHIT. - [ coyotes howling ]

COME ON, LET'S GO.

- YOU HEAR THIS SHIT? - THIS IS THE FOREST, NIGGA.

MAN, LET'S JUST BE RAPPERS. LET'S GO BACK HOME, LET'S BE RAPPERS, MAN.

MAN, COME ON, MAN. BRING YOUR SCARY-ASS ON, MAN.

- LET'S GO, MAN. - EH, SHIT!

FUCKING WITH YOU.

OKAY, ACCORDING TO SANCHEZ, THERE SHOULD BE SOMEWHERE

- TO CAMP RIGHT UP IN HERE SOMEWHERE. - CAMP?! HOLD UP, HOLD UP.

THE FUCK YOU MEAN "CAMP"? BLACK PEOPLE DON'T CAMP.

[ rustling ]

WE COOK OUT. WE PICNIC.

WE PARTY, HAVE A GOOD TIME, GET ON THAT COCAINE AND LEAVE.

YOU GOT ME FUCKED UP, NIGGA. I'M GONNA STAY OUT OF THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

I AIN'T GONNA BE ON NOBODY'S NEWS. SHIT.

MAN, YOU TRYING TO GET THIS WEED OR WHAT, MAN?

NOW IF I CAN REMEMBER CORRECTLY, THIS WAS YOUR IDEA FROM THE BEGINNING.

- NOT THIS PART. - SHIT, MAN, I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU,

MAN, BUT I'M TIRED OF THIS NICKEL-AND-DIME SHIT WE'VE BEEN DOING, MAN.

I'M TRYING TO GET THIS PAPER FOR REAL, MAN.

THIS RIGHT HERE COULD BE OUR MEAL TICKET OUTTA THE HOOD.

SO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO?

YOU SHOULD BE A ACTOR, MAN.

'CAUSE I FELT THAT. I FELT LIKE THE MOVIE-- ON "MENACE II SOCIETY"

WHEN HE SAID "YOU GONNA LET THAT NIGGA KILL YOUR COUSIN?

- LET THAT SHIT RIDE? FUCK THAT!" - [ wings flutter ]

THAT'S HOW I-- WHOA, SHIT. WHAT THE-- YOU HEAR THAT SHIT?

MAN, WHATEVER, MAN. COME ON, MAN.

NAW, BUT I'M FOR REAL THOUGH. I FEEL WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.

- REAL GOOD TALK. - PFFT, THAT'S BULLSHIT, MAN.

[ bird calling ]

MAN, WHAT IF WE DO COME UP?

WHAT YOU GONNA DO WITH ALL THE BRICK?

SHIT, FIRST THING I'MA DO, MAN,

I'MA GET ME A MOTHERFUCKING '58 CHEVY IMPALA, NIGGA.

PUT SOME BANG IN THAT BITCH, THROW SOME "D"s ON THAT HO.

YOU KNOW, GET IT READY FOR THE SUMMER. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

- I FEEL YOU, NIGGA. - YEAH YEAH.

SHIT, AFTER THAT THOUGH I'LL HAVE TO GET ME A SPOT.

YOU KNOW, SOMEWHERE OUTSIDE OF THE HOOD,

YOU KNOW, WHERE I DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT CATCHING A STRAY BULLET IN MY SLEEP.

NIGGA, I DEFINITELY FEEL YOU ON THAT SHIT, NIGGA.

- SHIT. - WHAT ABOUT YOU, MAN?

- WHAT YOU GONNA DO? - I MIGHT TAKE SHANTE ON A TRIP TO JAMAICA.

PROBABLY SIT ON THE BEACH OR SOME SHIT, CHILL OUT.

- WITH A FAT BLUNT OF COURSE. - MM-HMM.

ME SITTIN' THERE SMOKING A GOOD ONE AND HAVE HER RUN INTO THE WATER,

WITH A NICE PRETTY THONG

WHERE I DON'T SEE NOTHING BUT HER ASS JUST JIGGLING.

- [ laughs ] - AND THEN, SHIT,

I GOTTA BUY SOMETHING FOR THE KIDS,

SO I'LL PROBABLY TAKE ALL THEM MOTHERFUCKERS OUT TO THE TOY STORE

AND JUST LET THEM BALL TILL THEY FALL, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

BUT I'M DEFINITELY MOVING OUT OF THE MOTHERFUCKING HOOD.

- HELL YEAH. - SHIT, BUT I BEEN THINKING.

I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHERE THE FUCK TO GO.

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN? - SHIT, I MEAN

I DON'T WANT TO BE AROUND NO WHITE FOLKS AND SHIT.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? I AIN'T TRYING TO LIVE BY NONE OF THEM.

- YEAH, I KNOW. - I WONDER IS THERE A SPOT FOR PEOPLE LIKE US,

LIKE RICH BROKE NIGGAS. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

NIGGAS THAT MADE A LITTLE MONEY, MADE THEIR WAY UP OUT THE HOOD.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? YOU KNOW, I DON'T KNOW. THERE'S GOTTA BE SOMEWHERE.

I HOPE SO.

I'M ABOUT TO CRASH, MAN. IT'S BEEN A LONG DAY.

[ coughs ] HOLLA AT YOU.

ALL RIGHT, COOL. YOU GOT SOME LOTION?

[ coughs ] NAW NAW, I AIN'T GOT NO LOTION.

GIVE ME THAT OFF. IT'LL WORK THE SAME.

OFF? YOU MEANING JACK-OFF?

- DON'T JUDGE ME. - MAN, YOU A NASTY MOTHERFUCKER.

- SHOOT THAT WAY. - DON'T BE IN MY WAY.

[ coyote howling ]

- UH-OH. - WHAT'S UP, MAN?

I GOTTA BOO-BOO.

CAN YOU HOLD IT TILL THE BLUNT?

NO, MAN, MY-- MY STOMACH IS BEEFIN' WITH MY ASSHOLE.

AND I THINK MY STOMACH WINNING THIS BEEF.

- [ sighs ] HURRY UP, MAN. - HOLD THIS FOR ME, MAN.

I GOTTA GO BOO-BOO.

[ grunting ]

[ thudding ]

DAMN, WHEN DID I EAT ALMONDS?

UH-OH, THAT AIN'T IT.

[ grunts ] SHIT.

[ farts ]

CAN'T USE THAT SHIT.

DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU GONNA WIPE YOUR ASS WITH.

[ groans ] WHOO!

'BOUT TIME, MAN. SHIT, I WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE WITHOUT YOU.

HEY, BOY, DON'T GO IN THAT WEST WING OF THE FOREST.

I SHUT IT DOWN.

I'M JUST LIVING, MAN. ALL THESE DAGGONE--

- [ wings flutter ] - MAN, TAKE THIS, MAN.

THIS HEAVIER THAN A MOTHERFUCKER.

OH, YOU AIN'T SAY NOTHING SO WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?

[ sniffs ] SAY, MAN, YOU SMELL SOMETHING?

HEY, MAN, STOP PLAYING WITH ME.

I WIPED MY ASS GOOD WITH THAT FURRY RABBIT.

- WHAT, NIGGA? - NOTHIN', NEVER MIND.

- THESE TREES ARE-- - NAW, BUT FOR REAL, MAN.

I SMELL SOMETHING. MAN, THAT'S WEED.

THAT SMELL LIKE SOME FIRE TOO.

THAT SHIT'S SOME KILLER, NIGGA!

- OH SHIT! - WHOO.

BUT WHERE IT'S COMING FROM?

- THATTAWAY. - FIND IT, EARL.

GET IT, EARL. THERE YOU GO.

THAT'S MY DAWG. GET IT, EARL.

ROVER'LL FIND THAT MOTHERFUCKER. GET IT, ROVER!

YES, YOU GOT IT!

ROVER, FIND IT.

THATTABOY. THAT'S MY DAWG.

OH MY GOD.

- WE FOUND IT. - CHRONIDOCIA.

WHAT?

WE SHALL CALL IT CHRONIDOCIA.

YEAH.

OH SHIT! CHRONIDOCIA, BITCH!

WHOO-HOO! OH MY GOD.

OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD.

OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD.

OH MY-- OH MY GOD.

OH MY GOD. OH, I CAN'T TOUCH IT.

OH MY LORD, IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL.

OH MY LORD. OH MY-- OH, I WANT TO--

[ police radio chatter ]

WELL, BOYS,

LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT OURSELVES SOME POT FARMERS.

WELL, LET'S GET 'EM! YEEHAW!

♪ YEAH

♪ TIME TO ROLL UP SOMETHING, MAN ♪

♪ SMOKE SOMETHING

♪ GRAB A DRANK

♪ GRAB SOMETHING TO SMOKE ON ♪

♪ YEAH, BABE, IT'S ABOUT THAT TIME ♪

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ WE GET HIGH

♪ YO, HOW MUCH IS THAT?

MAN, I DON'T THINK I HAD NO WEED LIKE THIS EVER IN MY LIFE.

MAN, THIS IS SOME GOOD SHIT, MAN.

NO SHIT. WE DONE CAME UP ON A LICK, MAN.

I'M TELLING YOU. BUT I'M HUNGRIER THAN A MOTHERFUCKER.

I WISH THEY HAD A BUSY BEE'S AROUND THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

I FEEL LIKE EATING SOME CATFISH OR SOMETHING.

I'MA FUCK YOU UP WITH THIS ONE THOUGH, RAY.

ADAM FUCKED EVE RAW.

- THAT'S SOME DEEP SHIT. - I KNOW IT IS, BOY!

MAN, WE GONNA BE ON TOP, NIGGA, WHEN COME BACK TO--

- [ rustling ] - HOLD IT, YOU HEAR THAT?

- NIGGA, YOU TRIPPING. - NAW-- OKAY.

MAN, I MIGHT GO AHEAD AND GIVE MYSELF TO GOD AFTER THIS, MAN.

MAN, YOU KNOW WHAT? I WAS GONNA TELL YOU SOMETHING TOO, MAN.

YOU HOLD ON TO THE WEED TOO LONG.

FREEZE!

ARE WE HIGH?

TELL ME YOUR NAME, BOY.

MAN, I AIN'T SAYING NOTHING UNTIL I TALK TO MY LAWYER.

AIN'T NO MINISTER FARRAKHAN GONNA HELP YOU HERE, BOY.

NOW MY DADDY'S THE JUDGE IN THE ONLY COURTHOUSE FOR 200 MILES,

SO I SUGGEST YOU SHOW ME SOME RESPECT!

MAN, I AIN'T SAYING NOTHING UNTIL I TALK TO MY LAWYER.

DAMN! I HATE THAT.

NOW YOU LOOKIE HERE, EARL.

YOU'RE LOOKING AT A WHOLE MESS OF JAIL TIME.

AND LET ME TELL YOU, THOSE BIG HAIRY REDNECK CONVICTS

SURE AIN'T GONNA GO LIGHT ON YOUR LITTLE BLACK BUTTHOLE.

- [ whimpers ] - UNLESS OF COURSE THEY TAKE A SHINE TO YOU

AND THEY TELL YOU THAT YOU HAVE A PURTY MOUTH.

[ humming "Dueling Banjos" ]

[ humming "Dueling Banjos" ]

[ shouts, laughs ]

WE CALL IT "DELIVERANCE 2:

- THE DARK SIDE." - NO NO NO.

SO TELL ME WHO YOU'RE WITH

THE GATSFIELDS OR THE McROYS?

WHAT?

DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME, STUPID.

I'M TELLING YOU, WE HAVE BEEN WATCHING

THE McCOYS AND GATSFIELDS FOR MORE THAN TWO YEARS NOW.

NEITHER ONE OF THESE CLOWNS WOULD HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THEM.

WELL, THEN WHO THE HELL ARE THEY?

DON'T KNOW. MUTT AND JEFF.

FRICK AND FRACK, FUCKING KID 'N PLAY.

WHO GIVES A SHIT? LET 'EM GO.

- [ sobbing ] - COME ON, EARL.

SUCK IT UP. TELL ME WHOSE POT FARM IT IS.

[ screams, sobs ]

YEAH YEAH!

HEY HEY HEY, YOU'RE FREE TO GO NOW.

- COME ON. - WHAT WHAT?

LET HIM GO! YOU GOT THE WRONG GUY.

- [ sobbing continues ] - NO NO NO, BUT HE JUST CONFESSED.

YEAH, YOU SCARED HIM HALF TO DAMN DEATH, MAN.

HEY, MY MAN, GET OUTTA HERE. GO GO!

- HUH? - STOP SLOBBERING AND GET YOUR ASS UP OUTTA HERE.

- ME? - BYE-BYE.

YOU SURE?

I CAN GO. OKAY, I CAN GO.

[ sniffles ]

- PUSSY! - HEY!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN? LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING:

YOU ARE WASTING OUR TIME, ALL RIGHT?

AND YOU'RE BRINGING TOO MUCH ATTENTION TO THIS INVESTIGATION

WITH YOUR HILLBILLY STYLE OF COP WORK.

LEMME-- LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING, MY MAN,

THIS IS HOW THIS IS GONNA GO DOWN, OKAY?

YOU GONNA LEAVE THE DRUG BUST TO US,

[ redneck accent ] WHILE YOU STICK TO WRITING TRAFFIC TICKETS

AND BREAKING UP DOMESTIC DISPUTES, YOU UNDERSTAND?

- THAT'S A PRETTY GOOD ACCENT. - THANK YOU.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!

- YES. - GOOD.

[ mocking ]

FEDS.

LOOK AT TONY! THERE'S TONY.

HELL NAW.

TOLD Y'ALL WE WAS INNOCENT!

- YEAH, NIGGA. - GOD DAMN IT.

IT'S JUST LIKE THE WHITE MALE TRYING TO KEEP A BROTHER DOWN.

OH YEAH, AND I FORGOT TO TELL Y'ALL

MINISTER FARRAKHAN SAID WHAT'S UP.

ALAIKUM ASSALAM.

SIGN THERE.

- WHERE MY E.B.T. CARD AT? - HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.

- WHERE ARE MY KEYS, MAN? - YOU MEAN THESE?

DAMN, DID I FORGET TO TELL YOU? NO, YOU AIN'T GETTING 'EM BACK.

WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN YOU AIN'T GIVE ME MY KEYS, MAN?

APPARENTLY YOU GOT EXPIRED TAGS SO WE HAD TO IMPOUND IT.

- MY CAR?! - THAT'S MY CAR.

- OH. - NOW YOU BOYS ARE RESOURCEFUL.

I'M SURE YOU'LL HAVE A LONG REFRESHING WALK ALL THE WAY BACK TO COMPTON.

- [ laughs ] - [ mocks ]

UNLESS OF COURSE YOU WANT TO STAY. WE'RE GONNA DO SOME SHOOTING LATER.

NO, WE'RE GOOD, WE'RE GOOD. LET'S GO, LET'S GO.

JUST GONNA SHOOT SOME CANS IS ALL. JAMAI-CANS,

MEXI-CANS, PUERTO RI-CANS.

AFRI-CANS.

- Earl: NOW WHAT THE HELL WE SUPPOSED TO DO? - SHIT, I DON'T KNOW, MAN.

SHIT, WHO THE FUCK CAN WE CALL?

Sanchez: NOW WITH NO CAR, NO MONEY AND NO WAY TO GET HOME,

I HAD THEM JUST WHERE I WANTED THEM.

IT WAS TIME TO PUT MY PLAN IN MOTION.

SHIT, I DON'T KNOW.

HOLD UP!

[ unison ] SANCHEZ.

FELLAS, BACK SO SOON?

YEAH, MAN, WE'RE IN A REAL FUCKING BIND NOW, MAN.

THEY DONE FUCK AROUND AND POP ME FOR MY SHIT

- AND THEY TOOK HIS CAR. - MAN, WE BARELY GOT ANY MONEY LEFT, MAN,

- AND NO WAY HOME NOW. - MAN, WHAT THE FUCK WE GONNA DO?

I'VE ALREADY MADE PREPARATIONS FOR YOU GUYS TO CRASH AT MY CRIB.

- I KNEW YOU'D BE BACK. - YOUR CRIB?

WE AIN'T ABOUT TO STAY IN YOUR MOTHERFUCKING CRIB! YOU SEE HOW THIS SHIT LOOK?

YOU GOT CHRISTMAS TREE LIGHTS AROUND THIS BITCH. I KNOW YOUR HOUSE LOOK EVEN WORSE.

IS YOUR TOILET EVEN CONNECTED TO YOUR HOUSE, MOTHERFUCKER?

[ laughs ]

SANCHEZ,

YOU, MY FRIEND, IS LIVING HILLBILLY FABULOUS AROUND THIS BITCH.

HELL YEAH. WHY YOU DIDN'T TELL US YOU HAD SHIT LIKE THIS?

OH, YOU THOUGHT WHEN I SAID I WAS STUCK HERE, IT WAS ALL BAD.

HELL NO. COME ON, I WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING.

RIGHT OVER HERE.

YOU LIVING LOVELY, SANCHEZ.

HEY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US WHAT IT IS, SHORTY?

YEAH, PUT ME ON SOME OF THIS THING YOU GOT GOING ON AROUND HERE.

- YEAH. - FUCK WITH ME.

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THAT, BUT CHECK THIS OUT.

[ whirring ]

- SHAT. - Earl: OH MY GOD.

OH SHIT.

HUSH, MAMACITA. OH SHIT, OH SHIT.

CAN-- CAN I GO-- IN?

YEAH, GO RIGHT AHEAD AND GRAB A BUD TO SMOKE.

OH LORD JESUS.

YOU SEE, THISIS WHAT I DO.

WHAT, SMOKE WEED?

NO, I CULTIVATE IT.

I KNOW WHAT CLIMATE IT LIKES,

WHAT'S THE BEST SOURCE OF NOURISHMENT.

I KNOW HOW IT GROWS. I KNOW HOW IT THINKS.

I KNOW HOW IT FEELS. I AM ONE WITH THE SATIVA PLANT.

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY I KNOW WHEN IT'S TIME TO HARVEST.

RIGHT, WELL, I'M TRYING TO HARVEST THIS WEED INTO A BLUNT.

OR A ZIGZAG OR SOMETHING.

RIGHT OVER THERE IN THE BOX.

APPRECIATE IT, FOLK.

SO THAT'S WHAT I DO. I TEACH THESE HILLBILLIES HOW TO GROW WEED

AND THEY PAY ME WELL FOR IT.

- WHY DON'T YOU JUST START YOUR OWN CROP? - OH, NO WAY.

THIS MOUNTAIN IS BASICALLY CONTROLLED BY TWO FAMILIES.

TWO FAMILIES OF INBRED, BACKWOOD

ANIMALISTIC HILLBILLIES:

THE GATSFIELDS...

AND THE McROYS.

MY CROP CAME UP A FEW POUNDS SHORT AGAIN!

I KNOW YOUR SONS HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT!

I GOT MY OWN CROP! I AIN'T HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT.

[ gunfire ]

- SHIT. - THESE TWO FAMILIES HAVE BEEN FEUDING

FOR YEARS-- DECADES.

FIRST IT WAS MOONSHINE AND NOW IT'S CHRONIC.

YOU GOT ME FUCKED UP. I AIN'T GOING UP THERE WITH THEM CRACKERS.

SEE, I TOLD YOU FROM THE GET-GO WE SHOULD HAVE JUST STARTED RAPPING, MAN.

MAN, WHAT THE FUCK YOU TALKING ABOUT, MAN?

IT WAS YOUR WHOLE STUPID-ASS IDEA IN THE FIRST PLACE, MAN.

UNTIL I SEEN ALL THAT CAMPING SHIT. I KNEW THIS WAS SOME FUCKED SHIT THEN.

IT'S TOO LATE NOW, CAPTAIN DIPSHIT.

ALL RIGHT, COME ON, PENDEJOS,STOP IT, ALL RIGHT? LISTEN,

I GOT A FOOLPROOF PLAN TO PULL IT OFF.

THAT MEAN YOU GONNA ROLL WITH US THEN, RIGHT?

- NO, I CAN'T. - WHY NOT?

I'VE BEEN BANISHED FROM UP THERE.

WHY IS THAT?

IT'S A LONG STORY, BUT I TELL YOU WHAT.

I'M GONNA SEND YOU UP THERE TO MEET SOMEBODY THAT I KNOW.

HER NAME IS MARIE. SHE'S JIM GATSFIELD'S ONLY DAUGHTER.

SHE WORKS AT THE ONLY BAR UP THERE--

THE LAST CALL.

♪ OH YEAH.

[ clears throat ]

HEY, WHAT'S HAPPENING? HOW YOU DOING?

- Marie: I'M FINE. - YES, YOU ARE.

I'M LITTLE EARL. THIS IS MY PLAYER PARTNER

- RAY RAY. - I'M MARIE.

CAN I GET Y'ALL SOMETHING TO DRINK?

YEAH, CAN WE GET TWO COGNACS AND A CHASER ON THE SIDE?

- HOLD THE CHASER. - COMING RIGHT UP.

- [ mumbles ] SHE'S FINE. - WHAT BRINGS YOU BOYS AROUND THESE PARTS?

WELL, SANCHEZ SENT US UP HERE, YOU KNOW,

- TO HOLLA AT YOU. - SANCHEZ?

WHAT WOULD HE SEND YOU UP HERE FOR?

TO GET SOME OF THEM TREES.

- THE WHAT? - THE CROPS, LADY, THE CROPS.

[ alarm blaring ]

HOW ABOUT SOME DRINKS, SWEETASS?

THE HELL YOU BOYS DOING IN HERE?

YOU KNOW YOU AIN'T WELCOME IN GATSFIELD'S BAR.

ME AND MY BROTHER WAS SITTING UP ON THE HILL DRINKING WHISKEY,

WHEN WE DECIDED TONIGHT WAS THE NIGHT WE WAS GONNA GET A PIECE OF THAT SWEET ASS.

THE ONLY THING Y'ALL GONNA GET IS A HOLE IN YOUR HEAD.

I GET IT. YOU'RE ONLY INTO DARK MEAT.

OH, I GOT YOUR STUFFIN', BABY.

WHAT ABOUT YOU STUFF SOME FEBREZE IN YOUR MOUTH?

YOU TALK PRETTY BOLD FOR A NIGGER.

DID YOU JUST CALL ME A NIGGER? WHAT THE-- WHOA, SHIT, HE'S STRONG.

- BUT NOT YOU. - [ "Batman" theme playing ]

PUNK, YOU HIT ME? I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT MINE, HUH?

- ♪ OOOOH. - FUCKBOY!

- YOU GONNA GET YOURS! - Ray: YOU JUST GOT YOURS, PUSSY!

FUCKBOY!

- [ panting ] - Y'ALL ALL RIGHT?

- [ groans ] - I WANT TO THANK Y'ALL FOR SAVING ME.

HERE YOU GO.

- Man: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE? - [ Earl whimpering ]

WHERE'D Y'ALL GET THEM GUNS FROM-- T.I.?

ARE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS

TRYING TO PUT YOUR GINORMOUS-SIZED PENISES

INTO OUR SWEET MARIE?

- SHE'S A VIRGIN, YOU KNOW. - Man: NO, SHE AIN'T.

HOW DO YOU KNOW?

IT WAS THE CROP. JUST SO SWEET.

YOU FUCKING MAGGOTS WERE TRYING TO TOUCH MY SISTER

IN PLACES THAT FAMILY'S ONLY SUPPOSED TO?

- WHAT? - I SAY WE TAKE THESE TWO PIECES OF SHIT

- OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW! - YEAH, AND THEN DUMP THEIR SORRY ASSES

DOWN THERE BY THE RIVER.

- Man: SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN. - NO, Y'ALL, THEY HELPED ME.

THE McROY BOYS WAS HERE. THAT'S WHY I FLIPPED THE ALARM.

AND THESE TWO RAN 'EM UP ON OUTTA HERE.

ARE YOU SHITTING ME? THESE TWO?

- YEAH. - Earl: I SWUNG FIRST.

Marie: BEAT THE CRAP OUTTA THEM, HAD THEM RUNNING OUTTA HERE

- LIKE A COUPLE OF SISSIES. - Earl: "G" SHIT.

WELL, DIP MY BALLS IN SWEET CREAM

- AND SQUAT ME IN A KITCHEN FULL OF KITTENS. - YOU'RE SUCH A POET.

ANYBODY THAT FUCKS WITH THEM McROYS

- ARE FRIENDS OF OURS. - ABSOLUTELY!

- YOU BOYS COME OVER FOR DINNER TONIGHT. - AW, BUT, PAW,

I WANTED TO KILL THEM. I NEVER GET TO KILL NOBODY.

IN TIME, SON. IN DUE TIME.

[ crickets chirping ]

[ owl hooting ]

THIS BARBECUE'S BANGING, MAN. WHAT KIND OF MEAT IS THIS?

- RACCOON. - [ coughs ]

Earl: TOLD YA.

TOLD YA NOT TO EAT IT.

SAY, EARL, WHY DON'T YOU GIVE US A SONG FROM BACK HOME?

NAW, I COULDN'T PLAY LIKE THAT.

- Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR ME. - HEY! MY OLD LADY WANTS YOU TO SING A SONG,

SING A SONG. AND IT BETTER NOT BE HANK WILLIAMS.

SOME SONGS ARE "SACRIMONIUS" AROUND HERE.

- SPELL "SACRIMONIUS." - N-I-G-G--

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

ALL RIGHT.

YEAH, PLUCK THEM GODDAMN STRINGS ON THAT GUITAR.

LET ME SHOW YOU HOW TO GET DOWN.

[ moans ]

OH, I GOT ONE RIGHT HERE. TURN ME UP.

♪ I STAY SMOKING KUSH, SHE LOOK LIKE REGGIE BUSH ♪

♪ Y'ALL LOOK LIKE SOME SLACKERS ♪

♪ OOPS, I MEANT SOME CRACKERS-- ♪

CRACKERS?! YOU WANT SOME CRACKERS, GO UP IN THE HOUSE.

- THEY'RE IN THE PANTRY. - Paw: BEHIND THE MOONSHINE.

SHIT, THAT AIN'T NOTHING. I CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT.

J.R., PLUCK THEM STRINGS YOU ALWAYS PLUCK FOR ME.

- JUNE BUG, BUST A BEAT. - [ beatboxing ]

♪ YO, I CHOSE THIS LIFE, THIS LIFE CHOSE ME ♪

♪ I DIDN'T CHOOSE THIS LIFE, THIS LIFE CHOSE ME ♪

♪ I'M A HICK FROM THE STICKS, BITCH, DON'T SNEAK ♪

♪ I PUFF A LOT OF POT, I DRINK A LOT OF BOOZE ♪

♪ RHYME AGAINST ME, I GUARANTEE YOU'LL LOSE ♪

♪ DON'T GET ME PISSED, TRYIN' TO DIS MY FOLKS ♪

♪ NEXT TIME YOU TRY AND RAP, WRAP YOU LIPS AROUND THIS AND CHOKE. ♪

[ cheering ]

THAT'S MY SON! CAME FROM MY NUT.

- [ cheers ] - Earl: I CAN TELL.

[ howling ]

SO WHAT IS IT LIKE GROWING UP HERE IN THESE MOUNTAINS?

WELL...

IT'S ALL RIGHT, I GUESS.

I MUCH RATHER WOULD'VE GROWN UP SOMEWHERE LIKE ATLANTA.

- HMM, YEAH. - YEAH.

TELL ME WHAT IT'S LIKE THERE.

I ALWAYS WANTED TO KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO GROW UP IN THE CITY.

I MEAN, I GREW UP THERE ALL MY LIFE.

IT'S COOL I GUESS, BUT IT'S FUNNY THOUGH.

WHEN I CAME OUT HERE, I WAS JUST DYING TO GET AWAY FROM THE HOOD.

- FROM WHAT? - THE HOOD.

- THE CITY. - OH, SORRY.

NAW, BUT LIKE I WAS SAYING, I WAS JUST DYING TO GET AWAY.

BUT NOW THAT WE'RE HERE,

I KINDA MISS IT, YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? JUST THE LITTLE THINGS.

THE LIQUOR STORES, THE PEOPLE,

- THE FOOD. - YOU DIDN'T LIKE RACCOON?

NO. HUH-UH.

[ laughs ] SO...

WHAT BROUGHT Y'ALL AROUND THESE PARTS?

SANCHEZ SENT US OVER HERE TO GET SOME CROPS.

- WE GONNA-- - OH, SHH!

YOU TRYING TO GET YOURSELF KILLED?

COME ON.

SAY, EARL, YOU WANT TO SMOKE SOME?

DID LeBRON MAMA GET FUCKED?

TRY THAT SHIT OUT.

YOU AIN'T SAID NOTHING BUT A WORD, MAN.

HE'S GONNA FUCKING DO IT.

[ snickering ]

THE FUCK YOU SNIGGLING FOR?!

THAT'S FUCKING CRYSTAL METH, DUDE.

YOU RETARD! [ laughing ]

[ distorted deep laughter ]

[ gurgles, screams ]

SO Y'ALL ARE HERE TO SNATCH SOME CROP?

YEAH, SANCHEZ SENT US UP HERE TO HOLLA AT YOU ABOUT

SNATCHING UP SOME CROPS, SO WE TRY AND COME UP.

YOU KNOW THAT'LL GET YOU KILLED AROUND THESE PARTS?

PFFT, KILLED? NIGGAS FACE DEATH EVERY DAY

LIVING IN THE HOOD.

WELL, YOU'RE A BRAVE MAN.

I'M JUST TRYING TO MAKE A CREDIT.

MAKE WHAT?

NEVER MIND. SO WHAT'S UP WITH THE CROPS?

MMM, YOU SURE THAT'S ALL YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT?

BUSINESS FIRST, YOU KNOW.

- MAYBE A LITTLE PLEASURE LATER. - MMM.

WELL, HOW ABOUT A LITTLE OF BOTH?

- MMM, WELL... - Paw: MARIE!

- YEAH? - TIME TO COME IN.

LOOK, YOU WANT TO FINISH THIS LATER?

- MM-HMM, MM-HMM. - YEAH, LATER.

- [ chuckles ] - Paw: MARIE!

HERE I COME.

I'LL HOLLA AT YOU IN A LITTLE BIT.

- [ snoring ] - WHERE DO I... SLEEP

AROUND THIS... [ mumbles ]

Earl: DON'T PUT THAT THUMB IN MY ASS.

WHERE ARE THEY GOING?

OH, THEY'RE ALL GOING ON TO WORK ON THE CROPS.

- EARL. - IT'S A CURABLE DISEASE.

- OH, COME ON, EARL, GET UP. - IT'S A CURABLE DISEASE, BABY.

GET UP! THEY'RE GOING TO GET THE CROPS.

- WHO? - LET'S GO, MAN. COME ON.

DON'T FORGET YOUR LUNCH.

OH, YOU FLIRT. YOU OLD FLIRT!

THERE YOU GO.

- SCOOT! - DON'T LOOK AT MY BOOTY.

HOW CAN I HELP IT?

- WE GOT A BIG DAY AHEAD OF US, BRO. - IT'S JUST WEED, MAN.

YEAH.

YEAH, LET'S GO.

- LET'S ROLL, BUDDY. - YOU'RE STRONG.

- AW, NO, SHIT. - WHAT'S UP, BABY? YOU GOOD?

Paw: EVERYBODY THAT VOTED FOR BARACK OBAMA

GET OUTTA MY TRUCK. THAT MEANS YOU TWO.

- WE GOT WORK TO DO. - Earl: I CAN'T VOTE.

WE DON'T MIND WORKING, THOUGH. WE CAN WORK ALL DAY.

- I LIKE TO EARN MY KEEP. - PAW SAID YOU CAN'T GO.

SO I SUGGEST YOU TWO GET THE FUCK OUTTA THIS TRUCK

BEFORE I SKIN ONE OF YOU CITY MOTHERFUCKERS.

- I DO NOT NEED A HAIRCUT. - ALL RIGHT, DAMN, MAN.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

I KNOW WHEN WE'RE NOT WANTED.

- LET'S ROLL. - YEAH, I CAN TELL WHEN WE AIN'T WANTED.

IT'S A DAMN SHAME. OKAY.

YEEHAW.

I'M ON PAROLE!

- FUCKING BITE ME! - OH, LORD!

WHY HE DO THAT?

HIS DADDY MUST BE RUNNING UP IN HERE.

[ grunts ] MAN, THIS REALLY SUCKS.

WE AIN'T GOT NO WEED, WE AIN'T GOT NO MONEY.

AND ON TOP OF THAT, I HAD TO SEE THIS WHITE MAN'S ASS

THAT LOOK LIKE AN EMPTY EYE SOCKET.

I'M GONE. MAN, I'M TIRED OF THIS.

- WHERE-- WHERE YOU GOING? - I GOTTA GO BOO-BOO.

NOW WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE GONNA DO?

HEY, COME ON.

COME ON!

THE HELL THIS FOOL GO?

HEY! YOU LEFT ME.

YODELAYHEEHOO-HOO.

HI THERE, SEXY.

TELL ME, WHAT WOULD YOU DO

FOR SOME OF THIS?

- HMM? - UNFORTUNATELY ANYTHING.

OH, THAT'S KINDA WHAT I THOUGHT.

WON'T YOU FOLLOW MA? COME ON NOW.

DON'T BE SHY. COME ON.

- I WISH I WAS SHY. - WHOO!

OOOH!

- HEY, WHERE ARE WE GOING? - YOU'LL SEE.

OH, LOOK AT YOU

ALL TIMID AND SHY.

YOU'RE JUST A LITTLE CUTE LITTLE BABY IS WHAT YOU ARE.

- DON'T YOU WANT TO SMOKE? - YES, NOW. CAN I DO IT RIGHT NOW?

- HUH-UH-UH. - I NEED IT RIGHT NOW.

NO NO NO. NO LOVE, NO BUD.

CAN WE GET THIS OVER WITH?

THAT'S JUST WHAT PAW SAID ON OUR WEDDING NIGHT, YOU POET.

COME ON NOW. SLIP THEM PANTIES OFF.

I'M SO STUPID!

THESE ARE NOT PANTIES NEITHER.

- OH REALLY? - THESE ARE BRIEFS!

OH MY GOODNESS, NOW YOU'RE ALL THE MAN, AREN'T YOU?

OH MY! LOOK, I WAS RIGHT. YOU ARE PACKING.

I'M GONNA HAVE TO TAKE MY TEETH OUT FOR THIS.

TEETH? [ whimpers ]

- [ moans ] AHH-- OH. - [ slurping ]

OH-- OH MY GOD.

OH.

THIS WEED--

THIS WEED RIGHT HERE IS THE BOMB, MAN.

- YOUR POPS GROW THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE? - MM-HMM.

YEAH, I GOT IT OUT OF A SECRET STASH.

SECRET STASH? ALL THE WEED THEY GROWING UP THERE,

WHY THEY DON'T JUST GIVE YOU SOME?

"GIVE"?

NO, SUGAR. THEY DON'T GIVE ME ANYTHING.

SHIT. THANK YOU.

THE ONLY TIME THEY PAY ATTENTION TO ME

IS WHEN THE McROY BOYS ARE BOTHERING ME

OR IF THEY WANT ME TO SLEEP IN THE BED WITH THEM

SO THEY CAN GROPE ALL OVER ME AND SHIT.

- YOUR FATHER TOO? - MY FATHER, MY MOTHER, MY BROTHERS,

THE UNCLES, COUSINS-- ALL OF THEM, SHIT.

- THAT'S HOW FAMILY DOES. - THAT'S FUCKED UP.

- PILOT? - YES.

ALL RIGHT, WE WANT TO MAKE SURE WE FLY NICE AND LOW.

- MAKE SURE WE GET THE FACES OF THESE BASTARDS. - ROGER.

- LOOKS PRETTY GOOD. - [ helicopter approaching ]

THINK I'LL LEAVE IT OUT HERE ANOTHER WEEK OR SO.

ALL RIGHT, GET READY, GET READY.

YOU SEE THAT SUMBITCH TAKING PICTURES?

WHO WAS IT?

I DON'T KNOW.

SO WE GOTTA HARVEST THIS SOONER THAN I THOUGHT.

[ Ray and Marie laugh ]

NOW YOU KNOW YOU WAS WRONG FOR HAVING ME IN THAT BOAT TODAY.

- AH, YOU ALL RIGHT. - YOU KNOW BLACK FOLKS AND WATER DON'T GET ALONG TOO GOOD.

WHAT IF I COULD'VE DROWN?

OH, I GUESS I WOULD HAVE HAD TO GIVE YOU MOUTH-TO-MOUTH.

OH SHIT, YOU CAN DO THAT ANYWAY.

MMM.

MAYBE WE SHOULD HURRY UP AND GET BACK BEFORE MY DAD AND THEM GET HOME.

- SHIT, LET'S DO IT. - ALL RIGHT.

- ♪ OH YEAH YEAH - ♪ MMM...

- [ gun cocks ] - Ray: WHAT?

WHAT'S UP, FELLAS? HEY, WHAT'S HAPPENING?

YOU TOOK A WRONG FUCKING TURN SOMEWHERE, BUDDY.

UH WELL, WE JUST TOOK A CRUISE IN A BOAT.

AND WE WAS HEADED BACK UP THE HILL

AND WE ABOUT TO BOUNCE RIGHT NOW.

- NO, YOU AIN'T GOING NOWHERE. - HEY LOOK, Y'ALL,

- WE'RE GATSFIELDS. - I DON'T GIVE A PIG'S ASS WHO YOU ARE.

STRIP.

HEY, PUMP YOUR BRAKES THERE, GIRLS GONE WILD.

JUST HIM.

- OH NO NO NO, HELL NO. - STRIP!

MAN, OKAY, WAIT A MINUTE, MAN. DAMN, HOLD UP, HOLD UP.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT, MAN.

WHAT Y'ALL GONNA DO, MAN?

WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU

AND MAKE YOUR LITTLE GIRLFRIEND HERE WATCH.

YEAH, I'LL MAKE YOU SQUEAL LIKE A PIG! [ squeals ]

OH NO, WAIT A MINUTE, MAN. HOLD UP. ONE THING.

ONE THING BEFORE YOU DO THAT, MAN, LET ME JUST DO ONE THING.

LET ME HIT THIS ONE TIME AND YOU CAN DO WHATEVER, MAN.

JUST ONE TIME. JUST LET ME HIT THIS.

[ karate yells ]

THEY AIN'T SHIT. ALLS I NEED IS SOME WEED,

I'LL SHOW THEM MOTHERFUCKERS MY "BLUNTED MASTER" TECHNIQUE. YOU KNOW?

I GOT YOU.

FUCK ME? NAW, FUCK Y'ALL.

Ray: YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

- Marie: YEAH. - [ chatting ]

HEY, WHERE THE HELL YOU BEEN?!

COME ON, MAN. CHILL OUT, MAN.

YOU'RE CARRYING AROUND PICNIC BASKETS.

OLD SUCKER FOR LUNCH-- GOT YOU SPRUNG.

- OH MAN, CHILL OUT, MAN. - OH, MY ASS.

COME ON, MAN. I'M OUT THERE WITH BUGS AND SHIT.

- MAN, WHAT'S HAPPENING? - MAN, WHATEVER.

MARIE, WHERE THE HELL IS THE GODDAMN WEED AT?

SHH. HEY, CHILL OUT, MAN.

I GOT THIS UNDER CONTROL. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

WE LEAVING TONIGHT.

AND MARIE-- SHE GOING WITH US.

WE AIN'T GOING NOWHERE WITH THIS BASIC-ASS HILL RAT.

- NO? - SHE LOOK REGULAR AS HELL IN THE CITY.

WELL, I KNOW WHERE ALL THE BOOBY TRAPS ARE, SO FUCK YOUR FACE.

- FUCK YOUR FACE! - FUCK YOUR FACE!

- FUCK YOUR FACE! - FUCK YOUR MOTHER'S FACE!

FUCK YOUR FACE, WAFFLE-HOUSE, TEETH-ASS BITCH!

FUCK YOUR DAMN FACE. FUCK YOUR GOATEE AND YOUR BIG EYEBROWS

- AND FUCK YOUR LITTLE-ASS NECK! - CHILL OUT, CHILL OUT.

LOOK HERE, YOU GOTTA PICK EITHER ME OR HER. MAKE A CHOICE.

OH, EARL,

I JUST WANTED TO THANK YOU

FOR ALL THAT PLUMBING WORK YOU DID FOR ME

THIS MORNING.

YOU REALLY CLEANED OUT MY PIPES.

I'LL STEP IN ANY BOOBY TRAP YOU WANT ME TO. LET'S GO.

LET'S GO. I'M READY TO DIE.

COME ON.

[ snoring ]

Marie: WATCH OUT.

- Earl: WHO THE FUCK IS THIS? - THEY ONLY GUARD IT LIKE THIS

- WHEN IT'S A CLOSE CALL. - CLOSE CALL LIKE WHAT?

POT SNATCHERS OR THE POLICE.

SO THEY GONNA SHOOT IT OUT WITH THE FUCKING POLICE?

NO, THEY GOT FLAMETHROWER THINGS

AT EACH CORNER OF THE CROPS

- Ray: THAT'S SOME SMART-ASS HILLBILLIES. - Marie: MM-HMM.

MAN, I'M GLAD YOU'RE SO IMPRESSED WITH THEIR CRIMINALITY.

BUT NOW HOW THE FUCK WE SUPPOSED TO GET THIS WEED?

I GUESS WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO COME UP WITH ANOTHER PLAN.

[ wings flutter ]

OH SHIT, COME ON. COME ON, NIGGA.

Sanchez: SEE, RAY AND EARL OR EVEN I DIDN'T REALIZE

WE HAD PICKED THE WORST POSSIBLE TIME

TO MAKE A MOVE.

THE D.E.A. AGENTS WERE HOT ON THE GATSFIELD'S TAIL

AND PREPARING TO MAKE A BUST.

ALL RIGHT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

- AND DEPUTY DICK. - DAN.

WHATEVER. WE ARE GONNA SEND OUR GROUND TROOPS

ON THE GROUND RIGHT HERE, WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY

CHOPPERS WILL BE LANDING HERE ON THE FIELD.

- OKAY? - WHAT DAY ARE WE DOING THIS?

TOMORROW.

- NOW-- - TOMORROW'S BOWLING NIGHT.

- CAN WE DO IT THURSDAY? - DEPUTY DAN?

YOU'RE NOT STUCK ON STUPID, ARE YOU?

YOU'RE DANGLING ON DUMMY. SHUT THE HELL UP.

WHERE THE HELL DID YOU FIND THIS GUY?

ARE WE CLEAR? ANY QUESTIONS?

[ whispers ] WHAT'S HE MEAN BY THAT?

Marie: ALL RIGHT, LOOK, Y'ALL,

- WE GONNA COME OUT RIGHT HERE. - UH-HUH.

START HERE AND WE GONNA COME OUT SOMEWHERE ABOUT RIGHT HERE.

AND WE GONNA BE OFF ON THE FREEWAY AND THEN AFTER THAT WE HOME FREE.

- COOL. - OKAY?

- YEAH YEAH. - GOOD.

THAT SHIT SOUND GOOD, BUT SO DID YOUR OTHER PLAN

THAT GOT FUCKED UP.

LOOK, BABY, THIS HERE IS FOOLPROOF.

THAT'S WHAT YOUR MOUTH SAY. I DON'T BELIEVE THAT SHIT.

WELL, THIS IS RIGHT THIS TIME, I PROMISE.

- I KNOW IT FOR A FACT. - HELL, ALL YOUR SHIT ALWAYS--

- SHUT THE HELL UP! - [ all arguing ]

GET YOUR GIRL, MAN. I AIN'T BUYING THAT FUCKING SHIT. YOU KNOW HOW I GET.

- CARRY YOUR ASS. - I SLAP BITCHES.

- GET HIM. - MAN, YOU BETTER GET YOUR GIRL BEFORE I CHRIS BROWN HER ASS.

CHILL OUT, MAN. LET'S CONCENTRATE ON THE WEED.

MAN, YOU CONCENTRATE ON CHECKING HER, MAN. I'M TIRED OF ALL THIS SHIT.

- SHE KNOW WHAT SHE DOING. - FUCK YOU AND MOTHERFUCK YOU!

I'M GOING.

[ instrumental music playing ]

- [ record scratches ] - YOU KNOW WHAT? I THOUGHT ABOUT IT, I'MA CHILL.

- THAT'S COOL. - I'MA CHILL.

COOL. ALL RIGHT NOW.

I TAKE MY FUCK BACK FROM YOU, BUT STILL FUCK YOU.

- WHEN ARE WE GONNA DO THIS? - TOMORROW MORNING.

I HEARD MY DADDY AND THEM SAYING THEY WAS

HARVESTING THE CROPS TOMORROW MORNING. WE'RE OUTTA HERE.

SHIT, TOMORROW MORNING IT IS THEN.

YEAH. ♪ UH-HUH

♪ MM-HMM.

YOU A SUCKER-FOR-LOVE NIGGA, MAN.

[ snoring ]

[ creaking ]

[ snorts ]

- WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, MARIE? - IT'S THE McROY BOYS.

THEY GOT MY DADDY AND THEM DOWN AT THE HOUSE.

HELP MY DADDY NOW! I GOT THE CROPS.

COME ON, Y'ALL. WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME. COME ON, HURRY UP.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? WHO'S GUARDING THE CROPS?

MARIE'S GUARDING THE CROPS. SHE SAID THE McROYS ARE BACK AT THE HOUSE.

WHAT? AIN'T NO McROYS AT THE HOUSE.

THAT LITTLE SWEETASS IS LYING. LET'S GET BACK UP THE HILL!

YEAH, FINALLY GOING TO GET TO KILL SOMEBODY!

Paw: CENTER MASS, LIL JUNE, CENTER MASS!

IN BETWEEN THE NIPPLE AND THE KNEE.

HEY, Y'ALL COME ON AND HURRY UP NOW

- BEFORE THEY GET BACK. - ALL RIGHT, JUST ONE MORE ROW.

UGH, GOD!

NO, COME ON, Y'ALL! COME ON!

[ trucks approaching ]

Ray and Earl: OH SHIT.

[ guns cocking ]

[ guns firing ]

STOP SHOOTING! DON'T SHOOT THE SHED. YOU KNOW WHAT'S IN THERE!

HOLD UP, MAN. ALL WE WANT IS THE WEED AND WE UP OUTTA HERE.

- MAN, THAT'S IT. - YOU SUMBITCHES AIN'T LEAVING THIS MOTHERFUCKER ALIVE.

- YEAH, YOU CITY QUEERS. - HOLD UP, SON.

WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU TALKING TO, BUDDY?

I WILL FLAME ALL YOU MOTHERS.

ESPECIALLY YOU, RANGE-ROVER-FACE-ASS.

- YOU BETTER SHUT YOUR BOY UP. - JUNE,

SHUT YOUR RANGE-ROVER FACE UP.

NOW LISTEN, MAYBE WE CAN COME TO SOME SORT OF COMPRISE.

IT'S "COMPROMISE," YOU DUMB FUCK.

AND WE AIN'T COMING TO NO COMPROMISE. WE TAKING ALL THIS SHIT.

WE'RE GONNA TAKE ALL YOUR KIDS FROM YOU, BITCH.

I'M AFRAID I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT.

- Paw: ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT! - WHOA WHOA WHOA!

- WHOA WHOA WHOA. - STOP.

LISTEN, YOU CAN TAKE THE POT,

BUT MARIE'S STAYING WITH ME.

- NO NO! - GO AHEAD, TAKE THAT BITCH.

- I DON'T WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH HER. - NO, THAT AIN'T GOING DOWN.

OH YEAH, SHE GOES DOWN A LOT.

- MM. - FUCK IT.

MY DAWG SAY SHE COMING WITH US, SO I GUESS WE GET THE WEED

- AND HER-- FOR NOW. - Paw: ARE YOU JUST GONNA

LEAVE MY EARTHWORM

TO SUCK THAT BLACK SNAKE?

- HEY, IT IS WHAT IT IS, MAN. - [ gunfire ]

[ screams ]

- OH SHIT! - Marie: COME ON, COME ON.

LET ME DRIVE. GET IN.

- [ sirens approaching ] - ♪ OH OH, LET'S GET FLOW

- ♪ CALIFORNIA SHIT GOOD, STATE GROWN... ♪ - LET'S GET MOVING!

[ rap music continues ]

THAT WAS FUN.

I'M GLAD YOU HAD SO MUCH FUN, 'CAUSE HERE THESE MOTHERFUCKERS COME.

- HUH? - OH SHIT!

[ crashes ]

[ sniffs ] AHHH.

YOU KNOW, WE--

WE SHOULD BE GETTING THE HELL UP OUTTA HERE. YOU KNOW?

- YEAH. - WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING HERE ANYWAY?

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? YOU KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO?

- CAN WE LAND THIS THING OVER AT K.F.C., DAWG? - SURE.

YEAH! YOU'RE MY DAWG, DAWG!

HEY, IF A TREE IS BURNING,

YOU KNOW, IN THE FOREST,

DOES ANYBODY SMELL IT?

- THAT'S DEEP, MAN. - RIGHT?

I NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT THAT.

[ laughing ]

MAN, I CAN'T BELIEVE

OUTTA ALL THE BULLSHIT-ASS TRUCKS YOU WOULD GET,

- YOU'D GET THE ONE THAT'D BREAK DOWN. - OH, FUCK YOU, EARL.

AT LEAST YOU GOT YOUR GODDAMN WEED, BABE.

YEAH, WE GOT THE WEED, BUT SHIT!

WE AIN'T GOT NO WAY TO GET HOME NOW.

- HOW THE FUCK WE GONNA GET HOME? - USE YOUR THUMB.

OR YOUR MOUTH. MAYBE THAT'S MORE LIKE--

THAT AIN'T GONNA GET US NOWHERE-- NOWHERE.

- FUCK YOU, FUCK HIM. - FUCK HER.

- HEY, WANT TO GET LIFTED? - DADDY! HEY, DADDY!

- Both: DADDY? - SEE, HONEY, I TOLD YOU

I WAS GONNA GET YOU OUTTA HERE SOMEDAY.

- MAN, WHAT'S GOING ON? - WHY YOU DIDN'T TELL US THIS WAS YOUR DAUGHTER?

YEAH, THAT'S HOW I GOT STUCK HERE.

I COULDN'T LEAVE HERE WITHOUT MY BABY.

YES! TOLD Y'ALL I COULD GET Y'ALL A RIDE.

COME ON, GET IN. I'LL TELL YOU ALL ABOUT IT

- ON THE WAY OUT. - YOU'RE HIDING A TON OF THINGS.

Dealer: LOOK HERE, THAT'S ONE HELL OF A STORY, MAN.

IS IT TRUE?

- Sanchez: 100%. - DAMN!

SO I KNOW THEY MADE IT BACK TO THE HOOD WITH ALL THAT SWEET SATIVA

AND FLIPPED THAT SHIT, NOW THEY SITTING ON FAT.

HEY, I KNOW THEY GOT CHEESE, MAN.

Sanchez: NO, THEY FLAT BROKE, MAN. THEY SPENT IT

ON LOWRIDERS AND HOOKERS. HOW MUCH OF THIS DO YOU WANT?

OF THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE?

MAN, I WANT ALL OF THIS MOTHERFUCKING SHIT, NIGGA.

KICK THAT IN, RIGHT NOW.

IT'S ALWAYS A PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS WITH YOU, BABY.

- SHIT, RIGHT ON. - THERE YOU GO.

♪ D-E-V THE D-U-D-E

♪ COFFEE FOR THE E-X-E-C ♪

♪ JUST AS I AM WITH DANDY ♪

♪ FIFTH WARD, AILEY DANCE, STREET CLUB FREAKS, SPICE LANE ♪

♪ TO ALL THE KILLERS WHO NOSE FULL OF 'CAINE ♪

♪ TO ALL THE UNDERCLASSMEN WHO ROSE FROM THE FRAY ♪

♪ FOR THOSE WHO NEVER HAS-BEEN THINKING THEY SIRED CAIN ♪

♪ TO ALL OF THOSE WHO WANNA BE, REALLY THINKING THEY ARE ♪

♪ EVEN THOUGH THEY REACH THEIR LIMIT AND TOOK IT TOO FAR ♪

♪ THIS FOR THOSE WHO ARE REALLY THINKING THEY FOCUSED ♪

♪ NEVER UP THE NOSE, DIPPING CIGARETTES IS BOGUS ♪

♪ ALL WE NEED, WE ROLL IT, INHALE AND HOLD IT ♪

♪ EXHALE, 'CAUSE HELL, ALL WE NEED, WE SMOKE IT ♪

♪ ALL YOU NEED IS WEED AND NOTHING ELSE ♪

♪ SIT BACK AND ROLL ONE AND ENJOY YOURSELF ♪

♪ ALL THEM OTHER NARCOTICS FUCK UP YOUR HEALTH ♪

♪ YEAH YEAH YEAH

♪ ALL YOU NEED IS WEED AND NOTHING ELSE ♪

♪ SIT BACK AND ROLL ONE AND ENJOY YOURSELF ♪

♪ ALL THEM OTHER NARCOTICS FUCK UP YOUR HEALTH ♪

♪ YEAH YEAH YEAH

♪ I GOT AN OLD SCHOOL PARTNER, HE SMOKE CRACK ♪

♪ HE'S FIERCE WITH THE LYRICS, BUT HE PROBABLY WON'T COME BACK ♪

♪ TO THE STUDIO, BECAUSE HE MIGHT BE OUT CREEPIN' ♪

♪ IN SOMEBODY'S HOUSE, TRYING TO CLEAN 'EM OUT, THIEVIN' ♪

♪ I KNOW ANOTHER NIGGA, HE SMOKE FRY ♪

♪ HE ALWAYS CRY, BUT WE DON'T KNOW WHY ♪

♪ WE TRIED TO GIVE HIM ADVICE, BUT HE WOULDN'T TAKE IT ♪

♪ SAW HIM LAST WEDNESDAY WALKING DOWN THE STREET BEGGIN' ♪

♪ MY HOMEBOY USED TO HOLLA, BUT HE'S OUT THERE SNORTING POWDER ♪

♪ HOUR AFTER HOUR, BUT HE'D NEVER TAKE A SHOWER ♪

♪ AND I GUESS IT'S COOL IF YOU CAN HANDLE YOUR THING ♪

♪ BUT IT'S KINDA FUCKED UP IF YOU DISMANTLE YOUR BRAIN ♪

♪ LIKE MY NIGGA POKING HIS VEINS WITH TRACKS IN HIS ARM ♪

♪ HE AIN'T REAL COOL, BUT HE'S ALWAYS CALM ♪

♪ HE DISAPPEAR REAL QUICK AND SHOOT UP ONE D ♪

♪ I TRIED TO PASS HIM THE WEED, THE NIGGA ASLEEP. ♪

♪ WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT HYDRO? ♪

♪ ALL THESE STRAINS, EARLY GIRL ♪

♪ PURPLE HAZE, AFGHANI, STRAIGHT CANDY ♪

♪ NIGERIAN WEED, MAUI WOWIE ♪

♪ BLUEBERRY, ISLAND LADY, INDIGO WEED ♪

♪ HOLLAND'S HOPE, HINDU KUSH ♪

♪ MASTER KUSH, NORTHERN BRIGHT ♪

[ overlapping rapping ]

♪ I'M RIDING TO THE CHRONIC SMOKING CHRONIC ♪

♪ BLUEBERRY BALLS ARE CALLED SONIC ♪

♪ MAN, IT PICKS ME UP, YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ♪

♪ PLEASE DON'T COME AROUND ME IF YOU DON'T SMOKE WEED ♪

[ laughter ]

♪ I'M SMOKING LIKE A TEAPOT ♪

♪ ARE YOU SCARED OF THIS SHIT THAT WE'VE GOT? ♪

♪ PUSH 'EM GOOD, NIGGA

♪ NO SEEDS

♪ DROSKI

♪ IN ADDITION I'VE GOTTA TRACK THE POLICE ♪

♪ AND EVERYBODY WITHIN FOUR FEET ♪

♪ I'M LOOKING LIKE I GOT NO SLEEP ♪

♪ BUT I'M COOL LIKE A BAG OF ICE WITH NO COLD FEET ♪

♪ TWO BLUNTS I ROLL, HOME SWEETS ♪

♪ I SEE TWO HOS, I GET BALL FREEZE ♪

♪ WE HOOK UP THEN WE SMOKE WEED ♪

♪ WE BLOW THE BLUNTS THEN THEY BLOW ME ♪

♪ WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT HYDRO? ♪

♪ ALL THESE STRAINS, EARLY GIRL ♪

♪ PURPLE HAZE, AFGHANI, STRAIGHT CANDY ♪

♪ NIGERIAN WEED, MAUI WOWIE ♪

♪ BLUEBERRY, ISLAND LADY, INDIGO WEED ♪

♪ HOLLAND'S HOPE, HINDU KUSH ♪

♪ MASTER KUSH, NORTHERN BRIGHT ♪

♪ WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT HYDRO? ♪

♪ ALL THESE STRAINS, EARLY GIRL ♪

♪ PURPLE HAZE, AFGHANI, STRAIGHT CANDY ♪

♪ NIGERIAN WEED, MAUI WOWIE ♪

♪ BLUEBERRY, ISLAND LADY, INDIGO WEED ♪

♪ HOLLAND'S HOPE, HINDU KUSH ♪

♪ MASTER KUSH, NORTHERN BRIGHT. ♪

♪ ONE

♪ BURNIN' ONE

♪ BURNIN' ONE

♪ I FINA BURN ONE

♪ YEAH, I FINA BURN ONE

[ vocalizing ]

♪ RATS DRESSED IN ALL BLACK ♪

♪ BURNING ONE UP, BLOWING ONE BACK ♪

♪ CHICK ON MY LAP FROM THE MINI GAP ♪

♪ TWISTING BACK MY CAP, BENDING DOWN HER BACK ♪

♪ PAWING THAT SHIT LIKE THAT, BEAT THAT PUSSY, I BEAT THAT CAT ♪

♪ COME ON IN, SHINE LIKE A FULL-BLOWN LAMP ♪

♪ ALL INKED UP LIKE A FULL-GROWN MAN ♪

♪ SAID I'M 17 AND THE BITCH SAY "DAMN" ♪

♪ SAID I DO IT BETTER THAN HER GODDAMN MAN ♪

♪ GET YOUR EYES BROWN LIKE A FULL-BLOWN TAN ♪

♪ CENTERFOLD GIRL LIKE A FULL-BLOWN FAN ♪

♪ BITCH, WHOA, HOLD UP

♪ WHO THE FUCK YOU TALKING TO? 'BOUT TO BLAST OFF ♪

♪ LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING ROCKET DO ♪

♪ YOUR GIRL TRYIN' TO KICK IT, TRYING TO KICK IT LIKE SOCCER SHOES ♪

♪ ALL UP IN HER MOUTH LIKE THE DENTIST SAW THE DOCTOR DO ♪

♪ MY FLOW UNSTOPPABLE, YOU DO AS I DO AND I RAP WITH YOU... ♪