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[ music playing ]

? Yeah, we do it 'cause we got it ?

? Just the money and the violence ?

? Back against the wall with just the money and the violence ?

? Yo, it's just the money and the violence ?

? Just the money and the violence. ?

Hmm.

What that is...?

Okay.

[ car horn honks ]

Yo!

- What's good, Billy? - What's up, Lit?

- How's everything goin'? - Ain't nothin', man.

You know we had temporarily relocated, right?

I haven't seen you since we made that move.

Yeah, man, I heard,

but I haven't had a chance to swoop through.

So, yo, let me ask you

what the fuck you just got from homie down the block just now?

- That was work? - Yeah, Lit.

After you made those moves,

these guys came around and they stuff is great!

I guess you can't expect loyalty from a motherfuckin' fiend.

[ scoffs ] No worries.

Go get high and smoke your life away.

Go ahead!

Get the fuck outta here.

- [ door slams ] - Vel: Shut the fuck up.

- Shut the fuck up. - Madison: Oh!

Vel: I'll blow your fuckin' head off right now.

Let's go, let's go.

- Sit on the fuckin' couch. - [ gasps ]

- Oh! - Where the fuck the money at?

Where the fuck is the money at, huh?

- Huh?! - What money?

Don't fuckin' play with me! Your boyfriend's money,

the guns-- where the fuck everything at, huh?

- Oh. - Yeah.

- You know what it is. - I don't have any money.

- Where the fuck is it at? - Nobody-- nobody lives here but me.

- I don't have any money. - Get the fuck up. Get the fuck up.

I don't have any money.

- Oh! - We can make this the easy way

or we can make it real fuckin' difficult.

Now, I don't wanna be here till the fuckin' mornin',

but I'll fuck you up all night if I have to.

Where the fuck the bedroom at, hmm?

Where your fuckin' bedroom?

What do you want in my bedroom?

Man, you think I'm fuckin' playin' with you, huh?

You think this a game?

I'll shoot you in your fuckin' face.

- [ whimpers ] - I ain't fuckin' playin'.

Now, I'ma ask you one more fuckin' time.

Where the fuck the bedroom at?

- [ sobbing ] Over here. - Get the fuck in there!

Oh! [ sobs ]

[ sighs ] Fuck.

Shit.

The fuck this shit at?

[ exhales ]

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit--!

[ Madison whimpers ]

Oh, shit.

I thought nothin' was in here.

Oh, shit!

Slick.

Good lookin', shorty.

Madison: Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

[ sobs ]

- [ door slams ] - [ sobbing ]

[ faint music playing ]

- So how was your night? - My night was fun.

- I had a good time. - Is this your first time here?

- Yeah, it's my first time. - You need to come again,

April 21st on a Thursday for Bryson Tiller's platinum party.

Really? I love Bryson Tiller.

Yeah, it's gonna be crazy.

Oh, okay. I'll come.

Man: So I'm gonna go back inside.

- Nice meeting you, Jacqueline. - It was nice meeting you, too, Dave.

[ Ray muttering ]

- Whoo! - Damn, the one in the black dress.

- I see her. - Wet work, wet work.

- Ray: God damn! - Joe: Lookin' good tonight.

- Boon: Water work. - Joe: Facts.

Ray: Hey, yo, tell me you bagged that girl in there, too.

Come on, son, you know I got that number, bro.

- That's a fact, that's a fact. - All right, cool, cool, 'cause I need parts

- of that wet piece she was wearin'. That's a fact. - I got you.

Yo, ain't that homie right there?

Joe: Who? What happened, Ray?

Well, we got into a little scuffle,

you know, a little thing by the bathroom.

He was mean muggin' and all that.

- I wouldn't worry about him. - Joe: Yo, why don't we just bounce?

Bounce for what, Joe?

Tryin' to catch a one-night kill tonight, bro.

You're buggin'. I ain't payin' dude no mind, my nigga.

Don't! It's not even worth it, Ray.

Yeah.

Fuck is this nigga lookin' at, Joe?

- Just ignore him. - Ignore him?

Fuck that! You buggin'.

- Yo, chill, Ray. - Fuck that.

- Joe: Fuck, man. - Is there a problem, homie?

- Fuck you mean is there a problem? - Exactly what the fuck I said.

Is there a problem? You mean muggin' me and all that.

- What's up? - Yo, chill, Ray.

Ray: Joe, chill the fuck out, Joe.

Nah, you better listen. Better talk some sense into your man.

- [ gunshots ] - [ people screaming ]

- Ray: Fuck! - Yo, come on, my nigga!

Man: Oh, shit!

- Yo, come on! - Woman: Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Shit, this nigga is dead.

- Woman #2: Call the police! - Woman #3: Somebody help him!

- Fuck. - Somebody help him!

[ silent ]

- Where's my suspect? - Right on the steps.

A number of people say that you were with the guys who did this.

No, sir.

- So who'd you come here with? - I came by myself, sir.

So if I look at the playback from the surveillance footage,

I'm gonna see you by yourself all night tonight?

No, I met up with some people that I partied with.

And what are their names?

I don't know, sir.

You wouldn't be lyin' to me, would you?

No. To be honest,

I'm still in shock.

My mind is goin' blank right now.

Okay, well, let's see if your mind

starts to work in a couple of hours.

Come on, let's go down to the station

and finish this conversation.

[ car door opens ]

[ car door closes ]

Yo, Ray.

Yeah, be careful, bro.

I just seen the Ds run down on your boy Joe.

Yeah, they took him, bro.

All right, you already know.

[ grunts ]

What the fuck?

[ phone buzzing ]

- Hello? - You all right?

I just woke up to 17 missed calls from you.

- What's goin' on? - No, I'm not.

What happened?

S-some guy pulled a gun out on me

and pushed me into my apartment last night.

What?! I'm headin' over there right now!

Okay.

What happened?

I was here watchin' TV.

I wanted some ice cream, so I went to the store to grab some.

And when I got back to the buildin',

I noticed a guy comin' down to the third floor.

I didn't pay him much mind, so I turned my back to him

and he pulled a gun out on me

and pushed me into the apartment.

Who knows you leave things here, Miz?

Nobody!

[ scoffs ] Well, somebody does.

He kept asking, "Where's the money?

Where's your boyfriend's money?"

Did he get anything?

[ scoffs ]

That's the first thing you ask me,

is what he took, instead of askin' if I'm all right?!

Yo, I don't even feel safe

in my own damn house anymore

- because of you! - Because of me?

You can't blame me for this shit!

And trust me, when I find out who it is, I'll take care of it,

but you cannot blame me any more than I could blame you right now!

What did he look like?

I don't remember. His hat was low to his face.

He was young.

Yo, my mind is goin' in so many different directions right now.

I can't even think straight, Miz.

What did he get?

He took the bag with the money

and he took the bag you left here yesterday.

Fuck!

You told anybody I left stuff here before?

No, I don't talk to nobody, Miz.

Are you sure? Not even in conversation

where somebody could have figured it out I leave my stuff here?

I don't talk to people about you, Miz.

Well, this shit is not makin' no sense.

I be in and out over here. Nobody know I be in here.

- Are you upset with me? - I'm not upset with you,

but I gotta try to figure this out.

This ain't no fuckin' small L. I gotta go.

You gotta go?

I just got robbed, Miz!

No! Maddy, I just got robbed!

And chill! And please try and understand

neither me or you need this stress right now.

- I'm leavin'. - You know what?

Do whatever the hell you wanna do!

- I don't even care. - All right, well, I'll call you.

- Get out! Just get out. - Bye.

Yo, you make me so freakin' sick, I can't freakin' stand you.

- Whatever. - Ooh, you make me mad!

[ door slams ]

[ door opens ]

Didn't you have to work today?

Joe, I know you hear me.

I know you didn't call out of work again.

- I just left the precinct, bro. - Precinct for what?

I was with Ray last night

and he got into somethin' with somebody.

Anyway, one of his men

shot and killed somebody right in front of me.

They took off right after it happened.

I couldn't even believe my eyes.

I couldn't move.

And how did you end up in the precinct?

Before you know it, police was there

and somebody told them that I was with the guy that shot the dude.

They took me to the precinct.

They questioned me for hours.

I thought I was going to jail.

Did you tell them anything?

Nah, I didn't tell them anything.

I ain't tell 'em nothin' at all.

This is why I told you stop hangin' with them dudes, man.

They nothin' but trouble.

[ sighs ]

I thought he was cool to hang out with.

[ sighs ]

It's crazy 'cause you was the king of stayin' in your lane.

But once the glitter and the females came,

you just lost your way,

started choosin' partyin' over work.

That's not even like you, Joe.

That's why I told you stop hangin' around that dude.

Him and his friends is wrapped up into a bunch of shit

and I don't want you to get wrapped up in they bullshit.

I couldn't believe my eyes, bro.

They shot him in front of everybody.

[ faint buzzing ]

I can't even talk to this dude Ray right now.

I gotta clear my head.

Just take a deep breath, man.

Breathe. You gonna be okay.

I could still picture the dude

droppin' to the ground right in front of me.

Ray just left me there

and he just now callin' to check up on me?

I don't know how many times I gotta tell you this, man.

That dude is not your friend.

I don't know, Shane.

[ knocking on door ]

- You expectin' somebody? - No, not at all.

It's Kane.

What up, G ?

I'ma go shower and get some sleep.

- All right, Joe. - All right, man. I'll see you later.

[ door closes ]

Yo, I was givin' some serious thought

about that conversation we had the other day.

What you talkin' about?

As far as holdin' you down

and handlin' that situation for you

while you here at Joe's crib.

- What are you talkin' about, the block? - Yeah, man, the block.

Kane, you don't know nothin' about the block, man,

and what you gonna do when Mister pop his ass up?

Yo, on some real shit,

I ain't concerned about Mister right now.

I need this opportunity, Shane.

I'm startin' to realize that money I made with Rafe is not a fortune.

And as much as I need this, so do you, Shane.

And what about Mister?

Yo, I'll cross that bridge when I get there.

I got a gut feelin' that my baby moms

is about to be on her bullshit again

and I gotta keep that money flowin' in.

[ chuckles ] I can't even imagine this, man.

Yo, I'm serious, Shane.

[ sighs ] You know what?

I might could kill two birds with one stone.

I mean, I might be able to help you

put bread in your pockets

and help my brother put bread in his pockets

without him violatin' parole.

What? I'm confused. What are you even talkin' about, Shane?

I'm talkin' about my brother Barz

holdin' you down on the block.

Your brother?

Yeah, my brother, Barz?

Oh, shit. Yo, I forgot you even mentioned that to me.

I haven't seen him in so long,

I doubt he even remember what I look like.

Yeah, he did a bid. He was gone for a little while,

but he's home now.

Yo, Shane, I could do this on my own.

[ sighs ] All right.

You wanna do this on your own?

You gonna do it on your own.

I'ma see what you could do.

What's good, brother man?

Yo, I just can't get my mind

off these motherfuckers from the other night.

If that's the case, why we ain't we do somethin' last night

- when we saw them? - Yo, I'm gonna pay them back for this violation,

but don't you think I wanna get my money and my product back

- or at least one of the two? - Your product back?

We'll be lucky if we get some change off them.

But that work, though? You could forget about it, Ronaldo.

- It's gone. - I have to at least try.

I mean, even if I get back one of the four birds,

- somethin's better than nothin'. - Listen, okay, whatever.

Where's Tai? What is he sayin'? He know where these guys live?

He said he doesn't know now,

but he's gonna try to find out.

- That don't sound promisin', bro. - No, it doesn't,

but what other choice do I have, Chase?

The choice you have? Let me go over there and deal with them.

You chalk all that shit up as a loss and move on.

Just be satisfied they gonna pay for they actions.

That type of payment puts absolutely nothin' in my pockets.

- Yo. - Yo, what's good, man?

You ain't workin' today? Shit's jinkin'.

All my pieces are on fire.

I don't know. Nah, bro.

But you could probably help me with some other shit, though.

- What's up? - I know you used to chill on Two-First,

so what's the deal with this Joe nigga?

What Joe? The square nigga?

Yeah, homie that be with Shane sometimes.

- What about him? - You think he could hold water?

Yeah, he got hands.

You put that water in a cup or a bowl, then he should be good.

What the fuck are you talkin' about, bro?

I ain't talkin' about water like that.

I'm talkin' about pressure.

The police come, is he spillin' the beans?

- Do you know Joe? - Yeah, I know him.

Well, if you know Joe, you should know he's not with the shits

when it comes to anything illegal.

Spill the beans? Joe's knockin' up the whole Goya section.

Joe is a square.

One of the main reasons why I would never try and zo him

is 'cause I know he got 911 on speed dial.

I don't need that kind of stress.

Okay, okay. So police come,

- he's rattin'? - I wouldn't say he rattin'.

So, what you-- if a nigga tells, bro,

how you don't consider it rattin', bro?

I've been in this game for a long time, Ray,

and I've dealt with a lot of squares.

There's no such thing as rattin' when it comes to squares.

They're not involved in the streets.

When shit goes wrong with them, they call 911.

They're not like us. They're ordinary citizens.

Damn.

Joe used to fuck with my peoples for a minute, too.

- What are you talkin' about? - Nothin', bro.

I don't even know why we're talkin' about this guy.

Yo, you done? 'Cause I'm tryin' to bang out these last pieces

before fraud protection makes the call

and asks somebody why they bought 35 iPads.

What's so weird about that? People like iPads!

No, I'm good, bro. You do your thing.

- All right. - All right.

You all right, man? You sounded off over the phone.

- Nah, niggas caught me. - Niggas caught you?

- Fuck you talkin' about? - Niggas ran up in shorty's crib!

- Ran up in who crib? - Madison!

Niggas ran up in Maddy's crib!

You talkin' about shorty that you be stashin' shit by?

Rafe, niggas got off with three birds

- and over a hundred racks! - Are you fuckin' serious?

You don't got no idea who?

I don't know where the fuck this shit came from.

Nobody knows about shorty.

Yo, you sure shorty ain't line you up?

Tsk, nah. You know I don't vouch for nobody like that.

But Maddy? That's not the case.

She wouldn't do no foul shit like that.

Yo, you sure,Miz? You talkin' about over 200 racks.

That's enough to make any female have a change of heart.

Nah, Rafe. I know it's not her, my nigga.

- If you say so. - Yo, them three birds was from my plug.

The fuckin' nigga took my money

and left me 90 racks in the hole!

Huh, no. They left us 90 racks in the hole.

Good thing you slid me them other two birds, man.

That would've been a buck fifty!

I'm not tryin' to fuck this plug up, my nigga.

Yo, I got, like, two and a half birds left, man.

That's a buck. We still got 50 more to go!

Shit. I got some paper, man,

but if I put that 50 out...

Nah, don't do that. Hold on to that, my nigga.

Ain't no sense of us both bein' fucked up.

You ain't got no word on nothin'?

Holler at the nigga Black, see if he got any food lined up.

Tsk, I ain't fuckin' with that dude, Miz.

What happened? Honestly, I don't even care.

We need to get this paper up,

so if it's not about nothin', my nigga,

you need to shout him out,

see if he got anything bubblin'.

Yo, you know what? As a matter of fact,

my man Grand did hit me yesterday

and said he has somethin'.

I'm supposed to get up with him today.

All right, get with him and see what's up, my nigga.

I'm about to hit the pavement with the work that I had at the crib.

I gotta get this money up, my nigga.

You need help with the other two birds?

Nah, I'm good, man. I'ma make some calls, see who want what.

All right, my nigga. Once you speak to Grand,

just hit me up, my nigga.

- I gotta know what's good. - Yo, I got you.

Hold your head, man. We gonna take care of this.

Like we always do.

Fuck.

Yo, what's up with your man, Grand?

He comin', Rafe. He just texted me, man.

He said he'll be here in five minutes.

Yo, you sure homie good?

Yeah, homie good. Why you always so paranoid?

Man, you call it what you want.

I call it bein' safe.

Yeah.

[ Jabba speaking Jamaican Patois ]

Jabba, what's good?

Yo, that's my dawg right there, man.

Where you tryin' to go kick it at?

[ Jabba speaking ]

Say no more.

You already know, Jabba, this is not my thing at all,

but what I did do was bring you who I know can get the job done.

[ Jabba speaking Jamaican Patois ]

They call me Rafe.

What's the location?

Is it a buildin', is it a house,

is it a business? What?

Mm.

Rafe: Do you know how many people gonna be down there?

Rafe: See what goin' on.

Yeah, we call that "homework."

[ all laughing ]

Rafe: Definitely, but, yo,

I got my guy I wanna bring in on the situation.

You cool with that?

All right, so next time we get together,

I'ma bring my guy, then we move forward.

When you think that shipment will be here?

All right, well, I'm ready to move forward, man.

So you let me know when you ready.

I can't wait to see this guy.

Man, this is our third time over here, Gunner.

- I'm startin' to wonder if this dude moved. - He's out here, Block.

I'm not givin' up on catchin' his ass that quick.

Where's Leon at?

I've been callin' his phone all day.

He ain't been answerin'. I'm startin' to think he duckin' me.

Leon: Yo, how much are these boards?

These are IO Moonwalkers. They're 1,299.

1,299, as in $1,300? Thought they was like 400 a pop!

There's a huge difference between brands.

- There's a lot of counterfeits out there. - Counterfeits?

Yeah, counterfeits as in fake.

Ours have complete self-balance in them.

The counterfeits out there don't have self-balancin'

and the battery life was horrible.

They last about two to three hours of riding.

Ours last eight to 12 hours.

Sometimes I don't charge mines for two days.

Wow, that's a huge difference.

$1,300, though?

I could buy a hooptie for $1,300.

I mean, I don't want you to waste your money.

You can buy, like, five boards,

five counterfeit boards, and they just gonna break on you.

Oh, wow, that's a huge difference.

- Yeah, you get what you pay for. - Yeah, you do.

Okay, I want three boards.

I'll take the yellow, the orange, and the white.

Nice. How you gonna be payin', cash or credit?

- I'll be payin' credit. - All right, so come over here.

Mm-hmm.

You buyin' a lot of boards. Is it a special occasion,

- a birthday or somethin'? - Ha, every day's my birthday.

Every day's your birthday? Wow, I wish I could be like you, man.

[ printer whirring ]

All right, sign right here for me, please, man.

- Okay, no problem. - ? So glad that it happened... ?

- Would you like a receipt? - Yeah.

? I swipe, I swipe, I swipe... ?

All right, so where are we goin'?

Where do you want me to carry them?

[ music continues ]

[ voices overlapping ]

Rafe: Yo, I spoke to Grand, man,

and his homie got somethin' we can move on,

but it's gonna take some homework

and he ain't got the particulars.

What is it, though, and how quick you think we can move on it?

Yo, he said some dudes he knows

supposed to have 200 plates comin' in.

200 plates of what? Greens or exotics?

Exotics. But he don't know when yet, though.

He's just waitin' on this call from his people.

Yo, I can't stop thinkin' about this L, Rafe.

I don't know where the fuck it came from.

Yo, it's probably some dudes that you don't know.

Dudes around shorty's way were probably schemin'.

Yeah, but how would they know that, Rafe?

- I be in and out over there. - I don't know, Miz.

But you need to figure this out.

Yeah, I do.

Yo, on the next note, though,

homie hit me and said he gonna let me know

when we gonna get up. You need to be there.

Nigga, you know I'm gonna be there. We gotta get this money up.

Yeah.

[ speaking Jamaican Patois ]

The fuck is this nigga at?

Damn.

What's the play, bro?

Fuck you been? I've been hittin' your phone!

Nigga was tied up. What's the play, though?

I figured out why things ain't pick up

- since we made that move. - What's the reason?

There's niggas posted on our block servin' our fiends.

Fuck you mean, Lit?

There's niggas movin' work.

- On what block? - On our block.

So we step away for a minute

and this what niggas think they can do?

They gotta know I ain't havin' that shit!

- So what you gonna do? - What you think?

Them boys are gonna have to find somewhere else to hustle

- or else I'm pullin' fire. - I'm with whatever, Chop.

You let me know.

Crazy, dawg.

- Hey. - Hey, Rafe. What's up?

So what's up?

You can't answer calls no more?

I'm sorry. I seen your missed call the other day,

but I just haven't had the opportunity to call you back.

Yo, why you sound like that? Everything all right?

[ sighs ] Yeah, I'm good.

I just have a lot of things on my mind lately.

Anything you wanna talk about?

You know I'm always here to lend an ear if need be.

Nah, I'm good.

Rafe, could I ask you a question?

What's up?

Do you love me?

Of course I love you. Why would you ask me that?

Just somethin' I've been thinking.

Why do you love me, though?

Why do I love you?

Because of the person that you are.

Where you comin' from with this, China?

The person that I am?

You don't think that I'm grimey or conniving?

Why would you ask that?

I don't fuck with grimey people.

Grimey people have loyalty to no one other than themselves.

You? You display loyalty

to me and Miz many a times.

You're not grimey, Mama.

Stop thinkin' so hard.

All right, I will.

But you want what's best for me, right, Rafe?

Of course I do.

Where you goin' with this, China?

Nowhere at all.

It's just been something that's been circling my mind.

Just forget I said anything.

Yo, shake that shit off, man.

I need your head in the game.

I got you. Let me go back upstairs to this little girl.

I know she's probably driving my mom crazy right now.

All right, Mama. Do what you gotta.

All right. Bye, babe.

All right. When I call your damn phone, pick up.

I got you.

I know you said you wasn't lookin' for a job,

but I asked my boss if we had any positions open

and he said if somethin' opens up, he'll let me know.

I ain't studyin' that shit job, Archie.

I told you I'm out here to get it, my nigga.

Yo, your parole officer don't be fuckin' with you?

I got a job and they still be on my ass.

Nigga, fuck my P.O., man!

I ain't worried about that shit, man.

On top of that, some other shit goin' on, man.

I'm pissed off. Shit ain't workin' out like I planned, man.

Like you planned? What you mean?

Yo, I got up with this little nigga Shane, man,

told him to put me down with what he got goin' on on the block

this nigga gonna tell me that ain't for me.

I should get a job.

You ever entertain the thought that he might be right?

Nigga, fuck him!

Tellin' me to get a job,

but he out here slingin' that shit to them fiends.

He isn't on life parole, Barz.

You violate parole and you ain't gonna see the light of day.

You don't never think about that shit?

Look, Archie, what I think about

is gettin' this paper, my nigga.

- I gotta get to it wherever it's at! - Wherever it's at?

Yo, don't let that paper send you back up north, Barz.

The money is the reward, never the motivation.

Yo, I hear you, man,

but it's lookin' like I gotta get shit poppin' on my own, man.

'Cause countin' on this nigga Shane

ain't doin' shit for me, man.

Bad enough he left me fucked up in jail.

Now he tryin' to starve me on the streets, man.

I think he has your best interest at heart, Barz.

Man, fuck all that "best interest at heart" shit, man.

This nigga feelin' hisself.

He got a few dollars, now he tryin' to tell me what to do.

I don't think he's tellin' you what to do, though, Barz.

The boy told me to get a job, Archie.

Do he got a fuckin' job?

What's so wrong about a job, though, Barz?

It'll keep you out of trouble

and keep some paper in your pocket.

Listen, I ain't no 9:00 to 5:00 nigga, my nigga.

I got bigger plans than a job, man.

I'ma get shit poppin' with or without my brother.

And what you mean by that?

Nothin', my nigga. I'm just ventin', man.

Yo, listen, don't let that paper get you all worked up.

But it's gettin' late, man.

You don't gotta be back before curfew?

Nigga, fuck parole, man!

I don't give a fuck about that curfew shit, nigga.

I did 10 years.

I have to go get some pussy, Archie.

- Yo, she got a homegirl, though? - I don't know. She might.

Niggas put me onto some new shit called "Backpage."

That's where I met her at, but you gotta have a few dollars, my nigga.

Nah, man. I ain't got it.

Fuck.

- Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. - [ door opens ]

Fuck, fuck, fuck, yo.

Fuck.

[ exhales ]

Yo, what's up? What's goin' on? What you doin'?

Yo, son, you ain't gonna believe this shit, man.

- What happened? - [ sighs ]

After all these years of givin' me a hard time

as far as seein' my daughter,

tell me why this chick Cindy had the nerve

to try to introduce me to some new nigga she dealin' with.

Okay, Kane, so what's the problem?

The problem is she got some new nigga around my daughter now.

But, Kane, y'all not together, so what's the issue?

The issue is I don't want no new nigga around my kid.

Are you kiddin' me?

Yo, you know what's crazy?

I used to feel the same way about my daughter

when it came to my daughter's mother.

But I had to be realistic with myself, man.

The truth is she had the right to move on.

So, what, Cindy's supposed to stop livin'

just because the two of you are not together?

That's not what I'm sayin', Rafe, and you know that.

So what are you sayin', Kane?

Yo, Kane, the truth is

it's inevitable for her to move on and be with someone else.

And whether you like it or not,

you're gonna have to learn to accept that.

Yeah, all right. We'll see.

[ doorbell rings ]

You're not gonna let us in, Joe?

[ door closes, lock clicks ]

Ray: So what's good with you, man?

I've been callin' you all day.

- What's the word? - Joe: Nothin', man.

I seen your missed calls,

but I didn't have a chance to get to you.

Damn, bro, that's not even like you, bro.

I hope what happened this mornin'

won't have you trippin' on niggas.

Joe: Trippin'? Nah, nah. We good.

- Tsk. - Yo, man!

- Ray, what's up with your mans? - What's up with who, scrap?

Yo, chill out, my nigga. Everything good, Shane.

We just came to check up on Joe.

We hear the police snatchin' him up and all that

and he back out. You know how that goes.

I didn't tell them anything.

- You're sure, right? - I'm positive, Ray.

Shane: Yo, Ray, man, chill the fuck out.

He just told you that he didn't say nothin', right?

The fuck you pressin' him for?

We good, we good, Shane.

Ain't like that. You know we gonna take Joe's word for it.

Just checkin' up on you, bro. Everything good with you, right?

- Yeah. - All right, cool.

[ door opens ]

[ sighs ]

Yo, who that dude that's with Ray?

That's Boon.

I don't like that dude, man.

- You know him? - Nah, I don't know him.

I've seen him a few times.

Niggas in the hood told me he be lettin' that thing go.

But that's exactly why I told you

stop fuckin' with these dudes.

I don't understand what's the problem.

I didn't tell the police anything.

It's not always about what you did.

Sometimes it's about what niggasthink you did.

Somebody called a body,

they brought you in for questionin',

you came home a few hours later.

That do not look right to niggas.

I was just havin' fun, Shane.

Yo, Joe, man, let this be a lesson learned.

When you hang with gangstas,

you get caught up in gangsta shit.

You a 9:00 to 5:00 nigga.

What the fuck are you doin'

chillin' with these shady-ass cats?!

Listen, I really thought Ray was cool.

It's crazy how he just turned on me like that.

Tsk. [ sighs ]

You gonna be all right, though, Joe.

This shit gonna blow over before you know it.

I hope you learned your lesson.

I definitely did, bro.

All right.

[ sighs ]

What's good, Choppa?

What's happenin', Black? Ain't shit, bro.

You know, a nigga out here tryin' to get it how I can.

Shit, ain't we all?

I got myself in a hole I'm tryin' to climb out right now.

I might need you to hold me down.

Hold you down how?

I just might have some food for you,

but homie that got it ain't nothin' to be played with,

so when you go in there, you gonna have to put him down.

[ scoffs ] You know that ain't no issue, Black.

Plus, I don't need no enemies out here lingerin' in the world.

Speakin' of that,

no sight of that boy Rafe?

Nah, man.

It's crazy. None at all.

I guess your boy ain't as militant as you thought.

I guess not, but I still wouldn't sleep on him, though.

He could pop up at any time.

You never know.

Trust me, Black, I ain't sleep.

You know I keep that fire at all times.

But fuck that nigga. What's up with this lick, though?

I don't really got anythin' yet, Chop.

I just know the dude.

I'm still waitin' for the right time

when I know he got somethin' for sure.

But when that time comes,

remember, you have to body him.

You ain't gotta say it twice, Black.

Just keep me posted, bro.

And, damn, feel like old times

seein' you back out here, bro.

We're gonna eat, my guy.

You just do what you have to and I'll do my job.

- You already know what it is. - Hold it down.

For sure.

Hey, yo, that kid Joe,

I don't trust that nigga, Boon.

I don't trust him either.

You think that nigga told?

I don't know, but anybody gettin' let out so quick like that

definitely not a good thing.

Who you tellin', bro?

The boys have you in there with them for days

and the only thing gettin' you released

is quick information.

All right, you see what I'm sayin'?

The boy answered the phone not one time.

I feel like if I didn't go to his crib,

I woulda never seen or spoke to this nigga again.

So what you sayin', then, Ray?

I'm thinkin' about you,Boon.

I can't let this square nigga get you locked up.

Wait, get me locked up?

So you really think Joe told?

You willin' to chance it?

Sound like you willin' to take chances, brother.

Ain't no skid bids for bodies, my nigga.

So what you tellin' me, then, Ray?

What I'm tellin' you is Joe is the only link to this whole situation

and the way that boy's movin' all scary

is definitely not a good thing,

- you understand? - Tsk.

[ exhales ]

Ray, he say he ain't say nothin', though.

You serious, my nigga?

What nigga out here that's tellin' says they told?

Aw, I ain't feelin' that shit,

but you got a point there, though, Ray.

Exactly. He didn't pick up the phone not once

and when we get to his crib, the vibe was off.

I hear you.

But who was that other nigga that was there, though?

That was Shane, man.

[ chuckles ] I don't like that nigga. Fuck that nigga.

Yeah, that ain't no surprise.

I seen how y'all was lookin' at each other.

- His gun go off, though. - What?!

Yo, so do mine, Ray,

and you sayin' this shit like my shit don't.

- What's up with you? - Man, fuck that nigga Shane.

He ain't the problem right now.

If police start applyin' pressure on Joe,

he gonna fold and I know that.

Yo, stop talkin' in circles, Ray.

What you gonna do?

Man, we're gonna have to handle that nigga, bro.

I'm not gonna be out here and wait for him to get us jammed up.

I spoke to Leon already.

He said Joe not holdin' no water.

Facts? Fuck it, then.

That nigga gotta go.

- Yeah, he do. - Really, though.

- He do. Come on. Facts. - Facts.

Man.

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