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INSPECTAH DECK: It's been six months since the flood.

You ain't getting anything off of that.

I can help you, man. You ain't got to do this alone.

Yo, don't touch my shit, all right?

I'm such a huge fan. When's your solo album coming out?

I'm working on it.

What does Wu Wear bring that's any different?

These department stores ain't buying unless there's a demand,

so I got a retail spot out in Staten.

The dead nation must arise, for the time is at hand.

You want the CD I got?

- Sure. Thank you. - I spoke to the guys. They'll be there.

BOBBY: Jamel got our back, and so does the Nation.

Feeling this beat, huh? Go ahead and write something.

(RAPPING) Homicide is illegal and death is the penalty

I think if Killa's traveling with us, he should get paid.

Same amount though? Killa's only on one song.

MAN: Turn around, slowly.

I ain't hustling no more. I'm ready to put that work in.

Are you going to Disney World?

(CHUCKLES)

Tell me what happened. Say what?

Yo, stop the fucking bus!

DONTAE: Are you going to Disney World?

Buy me something like what?

U-GOD: Toys and hats.

What the fuck is going on, son?

- Where you going? - What, nigga?

What the fuck is going on?

My son got shot, man.

Damn, son.

I can't imagine what you might be feeling.

But, yo, just ride with us back to the next city,

and just catch a plane.

I'm not waiting, son.

I'll hitch a ride on a train if I have to. You know what I'm saying?

I feel you. Yeah. Go be with little man.

Whatever you need, I got you. Just don't do nothing stupid.

We've been doing this street shit our whole fucking lives, nigga.

We finally got the opportunity to do something different.

Don't fuck that up over some bullshit.

Niggas tried to kill my son. That's bullshit to you, son?

Don't get caught up in that street shit.

Don't get caught up in that.

U!

(SIRENS WAILING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (BABY CRYING)

I don't know what's wrong with her.

NURSE: Yeah, we're not quite ready for you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUES)

(MACHINES BEEPING)

Need you to have a seat, okay?

I'm looking for my son, Dontae.

- Last name? - Hawkins.

And don't give me that "have a seat" shit either.

- Aren't you... - Yeah.

(EKG BEEPING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(EKG BEEPING RAPIDLY)

- What's happening? - You can't come back here.

- What's happening to my son? - You cannot come back here.

Please, back away from the door.

(CLAMORING)

(SOBBING)

WOMAN: It just keeps going up.

Keep him with us.

Stay with us, son.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Dontae. Baby.

What are they doing to him? Why are they not telling us nothing?

Acting like we invisible up in here.

- What happened to her? - She fainted earlier.

- She fainted? - Dontae.

Oh, lord, please.

Okay.

Dontae's vitals dropped briefly, but he is stable now.

We're going to need to monitor him closely

for the next 72 hours at least.

Oh, God. My baby.

I'mma find the nigga who did this shit.

When I find him, I'll blow his fucking brains out!

Oh, good. You go kill him and then go back to jail.

Dontae's used to not seeing you anyways.

- I'm out there making money for Dontae. - Please.

How'd this happen anyway, Keisha?

Where the fuck was you at, huh?

Where were you, huh?

You pop in and out, and you want to be called a father?

I don't give a fuck if you don't like that shit or not. I am his father.

- So tell me what happened. - I left Dontae with Sierra

to go run an errand, like I'd done a million times.

Same Sierra that used to watch you as a baby.

So you want to know what happened? Go talk to her.

I'm staying here with Dontae.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

All right.

(SIGHS)

I know you're heated.

But my daughter can't deal with this shit right now.

She ain't right. You understand me?

- She's been through enough. - She's been through enough?

I almost lost my son.

(SOBBING)

U... I'm so sorry. It wasn't my fault, I swear.

Hi, gorge.

I know you love Dontae.

But you gotta tell me who did this shit.

I was holding him.

And?

Everybody was just hanging, clowning and shit,

like it was a normal day.

And then these two dudes started talking shit to each other.

At first, it was part of the conversation,

then they started beefing, and one pulled out a gun.

What was that nigga's name?

I think he'd go by Shotty.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

- (SIRENS WAILING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yo, what's good?

What's good, U, my man?

I heard what happened with Dontae. That shit fucked up.

So you know who I'm looking for then? That nigga Shotty.

I don't really know him, but my man Carlos do.

(VIDEO GAME BEEPING)

Man, fuck this. Put in another game.

- We just started playing this stuff. - Put another one, nigga!

All right.

(PAGER BEEPING)

Yeah, he's here.

Who the fuck you talking to?

No, it's just one of my bitches, Mya.

She's trying to come over and give me some pussy.

She got a girlfriend?

- I needed to bust one, too, nigga. - All right. Let me find out.

(PAGER BEEPING)

SHOTTY: Fuck that, I gotta get out of this quick.

Yo, I'm gonna go to the store.

Lend me $10.

What do you mean, for what? Lend me $10.

You'll get it back.

What do you mean, for what? Lend me $10.

You'll get it back.

Ah, it's really you.

Bro, I've been waiting forever for your bus to arrive.

- Oh, yeah? - Kinda like I've been waiting for you

to drop that solo album, dude. What is taking so long?

I've been busy.

Too busy to give fans what they're waiting for?

Come on, man. I've been feeling for your shit.

All right, son. I'll sign your shit, but then you got to step off.

What?

Yo, give me your hat, son.

(YAWNS)

Hey, yo.

You tryna make some tracks?

Nah. I barely even want to be sitting here talking to you right now.

We literally just got back.

Tell me how you really feel, bro.

It ain't even like that. It's just I've been with y'all niggas for weeks.

I feel you. That tour really took it out of me, too.

(CHUCKLING)

- What you talking about, yo? - Ron, I didn't know you rap.

You got some verse or some shit that we didn't know about?

Got a whole album coming out.

Word. Yo, we was the ones on stage performing this shit, right?

- Word. - I didn't see you pick up a microphone,

- a pen, nothing. - Oh. No.

I picked up a pen, and I signed us a deal

for this soundtrack.

Oh, shit. Tales from the Hood.

Like some hood fairy tale shit?

Yo, Spike Lee is producing that.

What's he trying to do, some Crooklyn Dodgers type shit?

They didn't give us parameters. They just want a track from us.

Yo, that's crazy.

Yo, I wore that Crooklyn Dodger joint out.

Yo, son, getting a track on a movie is a good hustle, my nigga.

Niggas be sitting around, waiting for an album to drop,

when they could be getting radio spins on singles and shit.

Keep niggas talking, like that Wu Wear shit.

But yo, the grand opening of the store's on Friday.

- Y'all better be there. - I don't know.

I'm thinking maybe I should get to work

on beats for Rae's joint.

Yo, get some rest, all right?

Yeah. Yo, we got to come up with something crazy for this shit.

POWER: You can't be always waiting on him.

What are we supposed to do? He's the one who makes the beats.

Really? Fuck. Come on, nigga.

(SHIP HORN BLOWS)

- MAN 1: Yo, look. - MAN 2: Oh, son!

Yo, nigga, how are you?

Come on. Tell us what you doing.

- People. - Come on!

- Come get some of this heat, baby. - I got you. Yo, I got you.

Yo, peace, all right?

Oh, my gosh, girl.

What's up, brother?

(ALICIA MOANING)

- Right there. - Fuck.

(DECK GRUNTS)

God damn.

Fuck.

Shit, girl.

(ALICIA SIGHS)

- Shit. - (CHUCKLES)

When was the last time I saw you?

High school, probably, before you dropped out.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Before you became a rap star.

What? Uh-uh. Don't play that fake humble shit on me.

It's not fake humble shit.

There's just more shit that comes with it is all.

Please. You're walking around Park Hill like the Pope.

A lot of people just want to hear what's next for you.

What?

Oh, nothing.

There was a fan earlier

just bugging out about when I was coming out with my solo album.

And?

Y'all just going to have to wait a while.

I can't do nothing without RZA.

He's focused on Rae and GZA right now.

Plus, he just got this soundtrack deal.

- Aren't you in the Wu-Tang Clan? - Yeah.

Isn't the Wu-Tang Clan a group? Not one person?

We all got our roles to play. I'm a soldier.

A soldier?

When I put on C.R.E.A.M., that guy ain't sound like no soldier to me.

That guy sound like a straight general.

Mmm.

Look, Paul McCartney didn't wait on John Lennon to make a song.

- I don't play guitar. - Then learn, nigga.

(EXHALES)

Shit.

(CHUCKLES)

(BEATS PLAYING)

- (PHONE RINGING) - (HIP-HOP INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Yo, Killa.

Hold on, son.

Yo, what up?

Yo, all that shit about who's in the group and who's not,

it got a little blown out of proportion.

- Yeah, I know. - I'm just saying, son,

if you're going to be in the group, you're going to have to be in the group.

Put your pen game to work or something. You know what I mean?

No doubt.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES)

- CAB DRIVER: Where you headed? - East New York.

How long you been driving a cab?

About 35 years now, set to retire in June.

Congrats.

When I came to New York back in the day,

I thought I was going to open a soul food restaurant,

be a famous chef.

- Yeah. What happened? - Dreams don't pay bills, youngblood.

Ain't nothing more sure than the cab business.

Folks always got someplace to go.

You still cook?

No. I got a wife to do that for me now.

Driving a cab gave me a real foundation.

Gonna sell this medallion for a pretty penny.

Nice retirement package.

- You can retire off a medallion? - Oh, yeah.

These will go for up to 200,000s.

200,000? Damn.

A brother can do a lot with that kind of money.

Yes, indeed.

Sometimes we don't set upon our dreams, we stumble on them.

My bad.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

You gotta cut these damn worms off your head, boy.

Peace. Peace.

Hi. Yeah.

You got big, man. Yeah.

- Hey. Peace. - Whoa! Phil! Man.

Where you been at, man? Haven't seen you in a month.

- Visiting family in Virginia. - VA, huh?

Hey, let me get this seat real quick, all right?

Be back in a second.

You have family in Virginia, huh?

Reminds me to take a trip down to VA.

- Catch me some of that go-go. - You know how we do.

Hey. You missed a spot right there, bro.

Come on, now.

- How long young boy been around? - Couple of weeks now, give or take.

- He know his Mathematics? - Took him a minute.

Give the kid a break, though.

Not everybody has knowledge of self at 12 years old like you did.

Kickin' niggas out the cypher twice your age.

Age ain't got nothing to do with wisdom.

- You know what I'm saying? - You ain't lying.

- Just take it over the top. - What up, dawgs?

Wu Wear grand opening is this Friday in Shaolin,

so make sure y'all come through to that.

We got T-shirts, hoodies, hats. Wu Wear shit.

Yo, it's cool if I leave these somewhere?

- Yeah. Just put them on the counter. - All right.

- What up, Killa? - Peace, dawg.

I didn't see you there.

I see you straight off the bus and into the chair. All right.

Trying to impress the shawties now that you're rapping, right?

I'mma see you on Friday.

- Yeah, word. - Word.

- Good to see you, man. - Yeah.

- Looking good. -"Off the bus"?

I told you, I just got back from Virginia.

He called you "Killa." Something I need to know?

That's how we rock. He was just playing.

Yeah, just playing.

- What, you a rapper? - Like I said, he was just playing.

- All right? - All right. If you say so, brother.

It's clogged again?

I bet you did it. Damn.

Hey, young guy. Handle that.

- Handle what? The toilet? - That's what I said.

How are you gonna tell me I'm a god, and then tell a god to clean a toilet?

Man, fuck this.

Hold on, hold on. Jesus Christ.

Yo.

Bossin' I got to clean the fucking shop.

- I don't want to clean the fucking shop. - Hey, yo, hold up.

What's today's Mathematics?

Knowledge, equality, all being born a God.

You took the time to learn a lot.

It'd be a shame to throw that away over some chores.

Why the fuck do you care?

I didn't mean it like that.

I care because I want you to realize your power.

Why did you join the Nation in the first place?

I've never seen Black men like y'all.

Exactly.

You have the opportunity to be a part of something special.

But you gotta understand the foundation.

Can't know your power if you ain't got no solid ground to stand on.

All right?

Remember that.

Yo, young god, hold your head up when you walk in there, man.

If you carry yourself like you belong, then you belong.

(HORN HONKING)

UNCLE SY: Yo!

I've been trying to holler at you.

Come find me later.

We need to have that conversation.

You gonna fix a plate?

You're usually hovering over me, like a hummingbird,

trying to get at this curry.

Yeah. Smells good, Mama.

Uh...

What's going on in that head of yours?

- What? - Did you get somebody pregnant?

Come on, Ma. No. Hell, nah. I didn't get nobody pregnant.

- Good. - I ain't ready for all that.

I ain't ready to be called grandma quite yet.

I'm saying, I know you always wanted brothers and sisters,

being an only child and all, but you had your cousins.

All they wanted to do was sing and make up

these crazy dance moves and all that.

See, I ain't have skills like them.

You did not get the family music gene, and that's okay.

Some folks in our family are meant to sing,

others teach or do construction.

The important thing is to be confident

in what your something is so you can make a good living.

Oh, your cousin Kim is singing backup

for some famous boy group all the teenagers like now.

And Selma just booked a regular weekend gig at the Blue Note.

Yeah, that's good for them.

- I mean, I never had it in me. - I worry about you, Jamel.

Talk to your Uncle Sy before he takes his offer back.

Uncle Sy. Yes, I will, Ma. I said that I would.

No, no more "I wills."

It's time to think about your future.

(HORN HONKING)

Damn, Mama. You told him I was here?

What was I going to do? Lie?

He's your uncle.

He's been reaching out to you about this for a while now.

Just hear him out.

Looking good, baby.

Yeah. What's up?

POWER: Uey, what up? I'm worried about you, nigga.

You good?

(SIGHS)

SHOTTY: Fuck that, I gotta get out of this quick.

Yo, I'm gonna go to the store.

Lend me $10.

What do you mean, for what? Lend me $10.

You'll get it back.

Fuck this.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Please hold.

KEISHA: Dontae's awake. He's okay.

He's laughing and everything.

- What? - He wants to talk to you, okay?

DONTAE: Daddy?

Son?

DONTAE: Can you come see me?

I'm not sick anymore.

(U-GOD SHUDDERING)

I'll be right there.

DONTAE: Looney Tunes is funny, Daddy.

Oh, yeah? Which one is your favorite?

The Coyote can't catch the Road Runner.

This one? Should give up chasing him, then.

No, there's no Coyote without the Road Runner.

They're a team, even when they fight.

Everyone's got a role to play, huh?

I guess I got to find mine on my team.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

POWER: Son, I saved this shirt for you.

It's our bestselling one.

- Fucking with that? - I'm fucking with this.

- For real. - Yo, son...

I'm glad Dontae's doing all right, and glad you ain't do the other thing.

We need you, bro.

- I appreciate that. - Absolutely.

- Word is bond. - Always.

I see Fondy made shirts for the shawties.

- Yeah, it was definitely worth it. - How you doing?

- What's going on? - What's up?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yo, Deck. You did it.

Look at this shit.

Yo, it's a horror film?

- Yeah. - Oh, shit. (CHUCKLES)

How does it feel?

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

Hit the floor, hit the floor Hit the floor like Dorf

Who wants to war?

Mmm.

Chops rush, chops rush Making black hearts

(CHUCKLES)

Blessed with the art rhymes And sharp like a circular saw

Hit the floor like Dorf

Who wants to war? Then slide by my lyrical drive-by

By chops rush making black hearts Plus knives they got when they bush

Built like construction tools Crushing fools in twos

Forced dude to blast you out Your fucking shoes

A south swamp With the bombs I dropped

Plan A to terrorize

You can't stop the plot

Execution of an amateur Who dared to challenge the Clansman

Holding a sword like Excalibur

Truth is my shield

Show and prove I reveal reality

The coldness the heart can feel Living life

Where caps peel and crack deals from 9-5

But I survived in these hard times

I nearly died

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I could get used to this shit.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

Let me ask you, you used my ASR-10 to make this beat?

For the soundtrack.

I know you got a lot on your plate, I just thought I could come through.

So, you came inside my studio without my permission

and was touching all my shit.

Yo, yo, wait. Hold on.

It's no disrespect.

You know what I'm saying.

I was just trying to get some work in.

Just trying to put in work.

That's what you were trying to do, right?

Put in work

with my shit, in my lab.

Good shit, nigga.

- (CHUCKLES) - That shit's fucking fire, all right?

All right, nigga. Come here.

Fucking did that shit.

Deck, you did. I'm fucking speechless.

We're gonna submit this right now

and we're gonna do it as an Inspectah Deck joint.

No.

This wasn't about getting my own shine.

What are you talking about?

Yo, yo, yo. Make it a Wu-Tang joint.

DECK: Man, you on the soundtrack.

- You killed them. - Yeah. It's crazy, you know that?

You know that, um...

It could have been your name on there.

Nah.

Looks good as it is.

Yo, I can just take this, right?

- I mean, because I know you. - Oh, it's like that?

I don't know.

Why don't you try it on first?

I'll come with you to the dressing room.

Oh, it's like that?

Hey, I'm not trying to interrupt whatever you've got there,

but I need to get something nice for Nia.

So, excuse me.

Yo, Power really did pull this whole store off, huh?

Hell yeah. They really opened a Wu Wear store in Staten Island.

Next it's gonna be a street named after you all.

- From your mouth to God's ears. - Word.

- Peace, God! - Hey!

Peace! Peace!

Put this shit together.

What up, G?

- He treating you right? - Better.

All right. It's my brother. Word.

You act like you don't see me? (LAUGHS)

- Killing it on the ones and twos, dawg.

- Peace. - Yo.

When they hired me to create a logo,

I was just thinking records and, like, business cards.

But all this...

You just never know. Not till you put in the work.

Right. No question.

You gonna keep rocking out the DJ chamber?

DJing cool but I'm trying to make my own beats now.

RZA hooked me up with one of those ASR-10s.

I got the setup at the crib.

- Should come too. - All right. No question.

Son, your flow getting solid, kid.

Chessboxin' is dope. Snake verse.

You doubled down on that shit.

What took you so long to come through, God?

(RECORD SCRATCHING)

UNCLE SY: Damn, nephew.

You're harder to pin down than a father that ain't paying his child support.

Apologies.

I've got a lot going on.

You can't stand in a cypher all day.

That's not what I do all day.

I know that.

You think I don't hear what you do in these streets?

Now look, you may be a god on earth.

But in America, they can still put a god behind bars.

Think about your future.

Buy into my medallion.

Then in a few years, when I retire, you'll be all set.

You know what these medallions go for?

Up to 200,000, last I heard.

Good. You're thinking about it at least.

You'll never go hungry, and you can pass the medallion on

to your son, establish a foundation, keep it in the family.

We got a musical legacy

and now we can also have a cab legacy.

You know, I'm actually kind of musical, too.

(CHUCKLES)

Boy, when you were a kid, as soon as you sung your first note,

we knew you weren't going to take after your Uncle Marvin.

Okay, back in the day, yeah. But I'm for real now.

Yo, I'm trying to be part of the Wu-Tang clan.

- What? - The rap group.

I know who they are.

What do you mean you're trying to be part of the group?

- You rap? - I just came off tour with them, Unc.

Now you're talking crazy.

For real, straight up.

You're saying you already got songs with them?

Yeah, I got, like, one. One joint.

Yeah, Chessboxin'.

(CHUCKLES)

That's my shit.

- What? - Which verse?

- Homicide's illegal - And death is the penalty

(LAUGHS)

- Yo, what you know about that? - That is my favorite one.

Oh, you good.

How come you never told anyone?

'Cause people would like at me crazy, like you just did.

I mean, I don't know.

I always loved hip-hop.

You know, but as a fan, you know. I never thought of myself as an artist.

I started hanging around with GZA.

- The Genius. - The Genius.

Got me to write that Chessboxin' verse.

So although I never thought about rapping before, like, yo.

It's become my dream now. That's why this taxi thing...

Oh, hell, no.

Fuck that medallion.

You ain't doing no taxi shit.

I take my offer back.

Sounds good. It's just like I'm not in the group.

You know, like, I ain't even written that many more rhymes yet.

Then go write some more.

Jamel, you got a chance to be part of something special.

Take advantage of it.

Yes, sir.

Give that tape back to the person who left it in your car.

There's things you don't know, youngblood. Things you don't know.

- Looking fly, looking fly. - (LAUGHS)

- Thank you, nephew. - Gentlemen.

Peace, man of the hour.

What's up, man?

This is my Uncle Sy.

- Uncle Sy, Power. - Hey, Power!

This store is his vision.

Power, this is impressive.

I gotta get me one of these hats.

- My nephew's gonna be in the Clan. - For real, though. My nigga got bars.

Yo, how about I show you what else we got?

My pockets ain't that deep, youngblood.

How about a 20% discount?

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

I'll let y'all handle that. Y'all get to it.

Believe this shit, son?

Ayo, to make it into music is one thing,

but to move into clothes...

I would've never thought of that.

It's a whole different chamber.

Music made the opportunity.

- When the opportunity comes knocking... - Answer that shit.

Yo, I heard you did your thing for a movie.

So how do you think to do that?

You know, making bars. That's what I do,

but make a beat?

Glad I did it, though. Know what I'm saying?

I just want to keep pushing myself.

Word, son. Yeah, we all do.

- Should've been writing more. - Me too.

When Dontae got shot,

I don't know, son. It's like that shit just all came out, son.

Put a pencil to paper. Shit just started flowing.

From the heart, though.

I could've killed that nigga, but I wouldn't be here doing any of this shit.

That flood could have fucked up my music.

Or I could have kept it moving.

Know what I'm saying?

Even if I got to do some of it on my own.

I want Dontae to have it easier than I did.

We're here for a reason. All of us are.

I mean, we can't just wait around for it to just drop in our lap.

No, we got to attack, lay our foundation down.

You know what I'm saying?

Spit that rhyme for us, God.

I saw you sharpening your sword over there. Sharpening your sword.

Nigga got a rhyme.

It's still raw as hell, all right.

Strong must feed Someone die, someone believe

One flew astray And it caught my little seed, can it be?

I just wanna give my little man a better tomorrow.

Still marinating on the rest, though.

Damn.

You've got to record that, nigga.

You hear that? Shit was hard.

I got something that goes with that, though.

In the housing Thousands seen early graves

Victims of worldly ways Memories stays engraved

See what I'm saying?

Yo, that's the track right there.

That's the chamber.

That's the chamber we need to get into.

Talk about street life, what we've been through,

how we don't want our kids to grow up the same way.

So, like, what I got to do to make sure

Dontae's not gonna make the same mistakes I did.

No doubt.

Word, a better tomorrow.

- A better tomorrow. - I like that.

I see y'all putting in the work.

Right there. Keep that shit up, son.

Over here spitting that real shit.

That track gonna be nice, son. I see you.

- Of course. - Keep that shit up.

DECK: I'm saying I come in.

- You come in with the kill. Masta Killa. - Hooked up.

And give a hook.

(RAPPING) You can't party your life away

Drink your life away

Start that again. I like that.

Yo, you can't party your life away

Smoke your life away

Drink your life away Fuck your life away

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

This shit right here crazy, son.

- It's crazy. - Word up.

I mean, we're all doing big things.

It's not just individuals no more.

We're like the fucking Yankees and shit. Know what I mean?

Ain't no other team fucking with us right now.

Yo, we the Yankees. I'm Don Mattingly.

I can fuck with that. It's all good.

(ONE MORE CHANCE / STAY WITH ME BY THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G. PLAYING)

Ayo, son, what the fuck was that?

Hey, yo, that just sound like Biggie One More Chance,

but with some other shit.

Ayo, now that we're back from tour, son, we've got to work on that album.

Writing this shit on the beach, though.

- With the waves and the seashells. - Word.

It ain't about no fucking seashells. It's about homegirl in a bikini.

No, you're the one that brought her on the tour bus, son.

Ayo, chill out.

(ONE MORE CHANCE / STAY WITH ME BY THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G. PLAYING)

And she's listening to that shit.

Hey, yo, babe, you're listening to this One More Chance shit too?

It's good to see you too. Dang.

What's up?

Will you get me a shirt?

I heard the Wu Women's line is fire.

And it's One More Chance remix. Thank you very much.

I don't care if Jesus remixed it.

You're not supposed to be listening to non-Wu shit.

That's from when I'm at the house, at the apartment.

Does this car look like our dirty-ass apartment?

I don't think so.

Besides, how many times you want me listening

to 36 Chambers and Math project.

I'm gonna be honest,

I'm tired of listening to Dirty.

I hear him in real life.

Ooh, ooh, This is my part!

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) All right, guys, that was Notorious B.I.G.

with One More Chance the remix.

That joint has been number one on the request line

- for seven days straight. - Seven days.

You know me, I'm gonna give the people what they want.

We are gonna play it again.

Okay. Thank you, girl.

Son, we've been gone a month.

Shit moved that fast?

Yo, it's New York, son.

Dirty dropped his album a couple months ago.

We ain't released no new Wu shit.

Niggas see the opportunity to take the crown.

They're going to try to take that.

No, son. No. Fuck that. Fuck that.

I mean, ain't no opportunity, ain't no...

You're going to have to come physically to take this crown. Know I mean?

- Hey, yo. - (MOUTHING)

You know what this means, right?

It's on us.

We got next.