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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. ♪

[ muttering ]
Man, it's about
to kill me.

Excuse me, miss?

Miss, excuse me.

Miss?

- Excuse me, miss.
- Yes?

- Can I talk
to you for a minute?
- [ chuckles ]

Now, how did I know
that you were going to
come over?

Was it obvious
that I was that
interested?

Interested in what?

'Cause you don't know me
to be interested in me.

Well, let's start
with me getting to know you

by you telling me
your name.

[ sighs ]
I'm actually in a hurry,

so I don't really
have time to talk.

- I'm sorry.
- You must have
a really long name

if it's gonna
take you that long
for you to say it to me.

Okay.

My name's Melissa,
but I really am
in a rush.

I'm on my way to work
and I'm running late.

I'm on my way to work, too.
How you gettin' there?

I was going to
take the train.

I'm taking
the train, too.

I was gonna
stop at the store,

but I could pick it up
when I get to my job.

Can I walk with you?

I guess
that's all right.

[ sighs ]

So fuckin' borin'
on these rainy days.

Tsk.

[ sighs ]

See what the fuck
Kane doin'.

[ sighs ]

Fuck.

How am I supposed to
make any money on this
dead-ass block, man?

[ exhales ]

- [ phone buzzing ]
- Oh, shit.

Yo, Shane.
What up?

How it's lookin'?

Psh, what it's
lookin' like?

It's what it's not
lookin' like, man.

The block been dry
all day.

I've been out here
for a minute

and it seems like
nothing's happenin'!

[ sighs ]

I told you it's gonna take
a couple of days.

But don't worry about it.
I made a few phone calls.

They know you out there.
The flow gonna pick up.

- Just be patient.
- I'm patient, man.

I ain't complainin'.

All right, man.

But what the block
lookin' like?

I feel like I ain't
been out there
in a minute.

Yo, the block
is mad quiet, bro.

But, yo, I was thinkin'
about you earlier.

Boss, you had me
on my Ps and Qs

lookin' for these Ds
all day.

- Anything?
- Nah, nothin'.

I mean, a couple
of blue and whites,

but they just went
straight by.

- That's about it.
- Did they go into
my building?

Nah, they just
passed through.

They ain't stop
or nothin'.

All right, cool.
I think I'll
come out there

and chill with you
for a little while.

'Cause I'm tired of being
in this goddamn house, man.

- I need some air.
- I don't think that's
the best idea,

but I can use
the company.

All right, man.
I spoke to my mother.

She ain't tell me
nobody was coming
knockin' on the door,

so, like you said,
it might not be
the smartest move

but I know how them
motherfuckers move,
so I'ma play it safe.

But I can't
be in this house
any longer.

[ chuckles ]
All right, all right,
all right, I get it, man.

I'm here, though.
Pull up.

All right.

[ sighs ]
Fuckin' wack-ass
rainy days, man.

[ knocking on door ]

Yo, what's good?

Shit, yo, my bad
about last night,
my nigga.

I was making my runs.
By the time I finished up,

I didn't get
no call from you,

so I figured
you fell out already.

Oh, nah, man,
I wasn't up
too late anyway.

I fell out
not too long after
I got back to the crib.

I got that cut, yo.
What are we doing?

Yo, I was thinking
we do 200 grams
to each bird.

Let's push this shit
to the limit.

I'm tryin' to make somethin'
after hittin' homie off.

Honestly, I wouldn't
push it past 250, Miz.

Fuck it. 250 it is.
I got more than enough cut.

- Let's make it happen.
- All right.

All right, so I turned
that two and a half
to three.

I woulda threw
an extra buck and a quarter
for that extra half,

but I'd rather
just play it safe,

especially
when we playing

with somebody else's
shit right now.

Yeah, I can't afford
for this to fuck up

'cause if this shit cook
and don't come back,

I'd be forced
to go out there
and wig out.

Yo, trust me.
I kept that shit
in mind, Miz.

- I'm good with that other half?
- Yeah, you good, man.

I ain't studying it.
I'll do what I do
with the ends.

Yo, I'm startin'
to think

maybe we should
just move this shit
as quick as possible,

get another flip in
elsewhere

to make our money back
before we hit him off.

Yo, let's stick
to the plan, Miz.

Plans like that
never go as expected.

Let's dish this
shit off and give
homie his paper, man.

We'll make our money back
on the next flip.

You right, Rafe.
This bullshit
got me buggin'.

But, cool, yo.
Let me go handle
what I gotta handle, man.

All right, man.
Just hit my phone
if anything.

All right.

All you have to do
is put the quarters in,

select hot, cold,
put your clothes in

and close the machine,
and you're good to go.

- Okay, thank you.
- No problem.

- How are you?
- I'm good, I'm good.

Is the owner
of this place around?

Yes, I'm the owner.

Is there somewhere
we can have a word?

Sure. You can wait for me
over by the office.

So if you need
anything else, just
give me a holler, okay?

- Okay. Thank you again.
- You're welcome.

Are you ready for me,
Ronaldo?

No, not yet.

I will be soon,
though.

I really wish
you would let me know
when you're coming

so I could have
somethin' ready for you.

You know my rules,
Ronaldo.

Have I not
explained them to you?

- Yes, you have.
- What are my rules?

Let me make sure
you haven't forgot them.

Never say your name

- and you never tell me
when you're comin'.
- Exactly.

Trust me, it's better
for the both of us.

Names make people
get familiar.

Familiarity
breeds disrespect,

and disrespect,
ay coño,you know?

Yeah, I know very well.

As far as knowin'
when I'm comin',

let's just say
the less you know,
the more I do.

It's pretty much
that simple.

It's not too hard
to understand.

No, it's not so hard
to understand.

Okay, so this is
one unnecessary trip.

I am not in the habit
of wasting my time,
Ronaldo.

There's nothing worse
than time wasted.

Time is life.

You can't waste life.

But then again...

Not so long ago,
I got robbed.

Excuse me?

Not too long ago,
I got robbed.

And why exactly
are you tellin' me this?

Why should this
be my concern?

You lookin'
for sympathy?

Because if you are,
I can assure you

you much better off
lookin' for my money.

I'm not looking
for no sympathy

and I will
have your money.

Please do.

Yo, Cindy!

[ sighs ]

[ exhales ]

[ exhales ]

What's up, Kane?
I'm in a bit
of a rush.

All right, yeah, no biggie.
I ain't trying to hold you.

I just wanna apologize
for the way I acted
the other day.

- Apologize?
- Yeah, apologize.

You got the right
to live your life

and, honestly, I guess
I should appreciate the fact

that you're introducing me
to somebody that's gonna
be around my daughter.

And I shouldn't
take it personal,
so I just wanna say my bad.

Wow, I'm shocked,
Kane.

Why the sudden
change of heart?

I guess I had time
to think about it,
get out my emotions.

Sometimes I get
so wrapped up in our past

that, you know,
it gets the best of me.

But if we are gonna do
this co-parenting thing,

I'ma have to let
all that shit go.

Well, thank you.

I accept and appreciate
your apology.

All right, bet.
I know you're in a rush,

so I'ma let you go
and lookin' forward

to meetin'
your new boyfriend.

- Hey, you need something?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come on.

- Pretty, what's good?
- What's good, Rafe?

Man, I just touched back
from O.T.

I'm about
to go check Miz.
You spoke to him?

Yeah, yeah,
I was just with him.

- He should be around.
- All right, cool.

Hold on one second.
I have somethin' else
I gotta get.

You ain't even got
what I was lookin' for,

but, look,
I ain't steal
nothin', all right?

Yo, Pretty.

- What the fuck was that?
- What are you talkin' about?

Yo, you just told homie
you ain't steal nothin'.

- Why?
- I went to the back
of the store

and I ain't come up
with anything.

I know in his eyes
he thinks I stole somethin'.

I got all this paper
from O.T. on me.

The last thing
I need is for him to do

is call
the police on me.

Pretty,
you have the right
to go into a store,

walk around for an hour
if you want,

and not buy anything
and not have to feel

like you have to explain
anything to anybody.

I hear you, but I know
what I go through.

- Yo, that's crazy!
- It's my reality.

I got
all this paper on me.

I gotta get with Miz.
I'ma holler at you, Rafe.

All right, man.
Do your thing.

[ scoffs ]

[ exhales ]
Where's everybody at, man?

Look like somebody
right here.

He comin' in?
Oh, shit, he's
comin' in here.

Oh.

Yo, you good?

Yo, I'm lookin'
for the homie
that be out here.

Why, you need
somethin'?

Why, you got
somethin'?

Yeah.
Come follow me.

[ sniffles ]

So, w-what
do you need?

Well,
what do you got?

I have crack.

You got crack?

Yeah, isn't that
what you need?

Well, how much crack
do you have?

I'm not sure
how much it is,

but I got this.

[ grunts ]

[ laughing ]

- Fuck!
- [ panting ]

[ slaps ]

[ doorbell chimes ]

- Yo.
- Light: Yo.

[ door closes ]

What's good, my G?

You tell me.
Where you been?

Man, I've been
runnin' around
making moves.

I got something
I need you to chef for me.

Let me know
if it's proper.

All right,
I got you.

Aw, shit,
is it a new batch?

Yeah, somethin'
like that.

Well, the last work
was the grease.

That shit had dudes
harassin' for ballies
like crazy, my G.

Yeah, I just
wanna make sure.

You know you don't always
get the same thing twice.

I feel you.
You right.

But anyway, my nigga,
I dusted off a hundred grams
real quick.

That's 400 grams
right there.

You want me
to bake it all
this time?

Nah, just do 14.
Let's see what that come back.

All right, cool.

[ sighs ]
Yo, Miz, this
ain't it, man.

What you mean
this ain't it?

My G,
this ain't it.

I've been hittin' this shit
with ice-cold water,

- but it ain't lockin'.
- You can't be
fuckin' serious!

I'm dead serious,
my G.

- How you doin' it?
- I'm droppin' it.

It usually don't hold
that much soda like that,

but it come back fire.

I could whip it to see
if I could get it to
come back that way.

Yeah, whip it.
Let me know if it
comes back that way.

All right, man.

My wrist about to
be killin' me

fuckin' with
this bullshit, man.

Come on, Light,
it's all in the flick
of the wrist.

I ain't gotta
tell you that.

Make it happen.
Please, my nigga.

I got you.
We good.

Fuck.

- Damn, where the hell
is Joe at?
- [ lock rattling ]

The fuck?

Damn, Joe,
where the hell you been?!

I've been waiting for you
all damn day.

I went for a drink
with one of my coworkers
after work.

But, damn, Shane.
The least you could do
is keep the place clean.

I don't wanna
have to deal with this
after a long day of work.

Tsk, you
buggin', man!

- The place is fine.
- [ cup clatters ]

I'm in here goin' crazy.
I need to go outside.

I need some air.
And, plus, you gotta
make me a key.

A key for what?

You're not supposed to
be going nowhere anyway.

I don't even think
having a key is in your
best interest.

All it's gonna do
is give you the freedom
to do whatever you want.

And for someone
in your position,
that's not good right now.

Plus, youstaying here
is temporary.

Whatever, Joe.

I'm about to
go on the block
and chill with Kane.

He told me
it's quiet over there.

Plus, I need
to get out this house.

I'm tired
of seein' these walls.

Do your thing.

I'll be here
cleanin' up yourmess.

[ sighs ]

All right.

But seriously,
though...

good looking
on cleaning up.

I appreciate you.

Whew.
Fuck it.

[ door closes ]

Tsk.
[ sighs ]

I don't know how long
I can take this, man.

This guy Shane
is drivin' me crazy.

I don't wanna
have to keep dealin'

with cleanin' up
someone's mess after
a long day of work.

[ doorbell rings ]

Damn, I thought
I'd be alone for a minute.

What the fuck?
I'm coming!

You just left.
I thought you was--

oh.

[ door closes ]

What's up, Ray?
I thought you was
Shane for a minute.

Nah, it's me, man.

What's up with you, though?
I can't hear from you?

Ever since that last
little situation,

it's like you're movin' weird.
Like, what's good with you?

Nah, it's not even
like that, Ray.

After all that partyin'
and neglectin' work,

I'm damn near
on probation.

I gotta get back
on the ball.

To me, you're
makin' it seem

like the police told you
to keep your distance
from us or somethin'.

Like, you still
talkin' to the boys, Joe?

Nah, man.
I ain't speak to 'em
since that night.

So what you sayin'?
You did speak to them
that night?

Nah, I didn't
speak to 'em
like that.

I just answered
they questions.

I didn't
tell them anything.

All right, man,
I'm just making sure

'cause motherfuckers
be gettin' all scared

and they don't think
before they speak.

Nah, it's not even
like that, Ray.

All right, cool, man.
'Cause we're homies, bro.

Supposed to be
holdin' each other down.

Most definitely.
But, um...

I'ma go
fold this blanket
and come out.

- Yeah, do what you
gotta do, man.
- All right.

[ door closes ]

[ sighs ]

[ whispers ]
Oh, shit, get the fuck
outta here!

- Yo, Joe! I'm out!
- Yo, I'm comin'!

Nah, I got a call.
I gotta go deal
with somethin'.

- We gonna talk, all right?
- All right.

Damn, it's about time
you got here, Miz.

I've been
waitin' for you
for a minute.

I got a lot of bullshit
goin' on right now

that I'm trying
to straighten out.

- Everything good?
- Yeah, everything's good.

Just a couple of these
hating-ass niggas
on the 'Gram

gettin' on my nerves.

Yo, Pretty, get your face
out that phone, man.

Why you even
payin' that shit any mind?

Man, these dudes be leavin'
real disrespectful comments,

but what
pisses me off the most

is they're doing it
from private pages

where I can't even see
who these niggas are.

Listen to me, Pretty,

real men only whisper
in cop cars and courtrooms.

Fuck these clowns.

Public comments
from a private page
ain't sayin' nothin'.

But anyway,
I got shit to do.
Where the bread at?

Hold on.

Here.
Here you go.

Did you take
your pay out?

Nah, I ain't touch
nothin', Miz.

I ain't want
no problems.

Cool. What's up?

When are you
gonna need me
to head back O.T.?

- I'm ready to go.
- I'll hit your jack tomorrow.

- I'll let you know what's up.
- All right, cool.

Good lookin'.

[ sighs ]
Man, yo.

Fuck.

[ Kane sighs ]

Kane:
Shane gonna kill me, yo.

Kane:
Oh, man.

[ Kane exhales ]

Yo, Kane.

What the fuck
happened
to your eye?!

- Nothin', man.
- What do you mean, nothin'?

That's somethin'!
What the fuck happened?

Yo, it's nothin',
Shane.

I asked you if you bumped
into this dude Mister,

what was you gonna do.
Mister did this?

Yo, this has
nothin' to do
with Mister, Shane.

So what happened?

[ exhales ]

One of the fiends
robbed me, man.

What?
The fuck you mean?

One of the fiends
caught me slippin',

sucker-punched me
and took the work.

How did he
get the work?

Nigga, he kneed me
in my nuts,

so I let go of the work
to grab my balls

and he took
the work.

I knew this was
a fuckin' bad idea, man.

I don't know how
I let you talk me
into this shit.

Yo, how'd the dude look
that did this?

I think I know exactly
who it was.

Yo, Shane, don't even
worry about it, man.

I got this.
I'ma handle it.

Handle it?
Handle it how, Kane?

- How you gonna handle it?
- Yo, don't worry about it,
Shane.

I can handle myself.

Look, Kane,

maybe I should have
told you this before,

but you cannot
be sleepin' out here.

You gotta stay
on your Ps and Qs

'cause better believe
somebody is always
out here schemin'.

You gotta have both eyes
open at all times.

And even with that,
it's not a guarantee

that you won't
get got.

It just lessens
your chances.

Where the rest
of the stuff?

Shane, I got it, man.
Don't worry about it.
I'm gonna fix it.

Nah, I'm not gonna
have your death
on my conscience

if somethin' happen
to you out here.

I don't even know
what I was thinkin'
about havin' you out here.

Yo, come on,
Shane.

Just give me
one more chance,
please!

- I can't, Kane.
- Fuck, man.

You really need
to open up your eyes

and realize
that this is
not for you.

Look what happened to you
on your first day
out here.

Once the word
get out to the
rest of these fiends

that this guy robbed you,
it's a wrap!

Once you're
tagged victim,

the game is
"follow the leader."

I can't take
these repeated losses.

What did he take?

Yo, he took
everything, man.

You had
everything on you?
You fuckin' crazy!

What'd I do now?

You don't keep
that much stuff on you.

You'd have made it
hella easy for the police
if they ran up on you.

Shit, yo,
I wasn't even
thinkin' about that.

And that's the problem.

You not thinkin' is
a tragedy waitin' to happen.

Yo, Shane,
I'm sorry, yo.

Don't sweat it, man.
It's a small L.

Don't worry about it.
I'm not stressin' it.

But, yo, how's it
lookin' out here

as far as "the boys"
are concerned?

Regular.

I ain't seen
nothin' suspicious.

All right, man.
I been talkin'
to my moms

and she told me
no boys came up there.

I'm about to go see her
'cause I ain't seen her
in a few days.

All right, bet,
you do what you
have to do,

but, yo,
on the real, Shane,

my bad, man.
I didn't mean
to mess up.

Don't worry
about it, man.

I told you,
don't sweat it too much.

If it's anybody's fault,
it's my fault.

But, yo,
let me catch my mother
before she go to work.

All right.

Where you goin'?
I thought you said
you were goin' home.

I am, Kane.

I'ma go to my building
from across the roof.

I told you
I'm on the run.

I can't be playing
these streets too much,

especially
on this block.

All right,
I understand, man.

Ah, this nigga Joe.

- Yo.
- Yo, what's so fucking
urgent, my nigga?

Ray, you good?

Man, you gotta take care
of that Joe situation
tonight, nigga.

Hold on, hold on.
Why tonight, though, Ray?

Man, when I came
from his crib,

the vibe that I got from him
was that he ratted, nigga.

I ain't tryin' to let them
put you under the jail.

Pshh. You serious?
How you know that,
though?

My nigga, he said
he's not holdin'
nothin' for nobody

or doing jail time
for nobody.

- You understand?
- [ scoffs ]

You serious?
What?

Yeah, bro.
I couldn't believe
my fuckin' ears, nigga.

Nah, nah,
nah, nah, Ray.
The boy gotta go, then.

It's the facts.
It's pretty much
his life or yours, bro.

Nah, let's handle
that shit ASAP.

All right.
Let me put it
together.

You rockin'
with me?

It's a fact.
Let's handle
that dude.

Okay, okay.
Facts.

[ doorbell chimes ]

Yo, my nigga,
please tell me
you found a way

to bring
this shit back hard.

Homie, I sold
a hundred grams to

done hit me up
like, four times

talking about
this shit I give them

is not working
for him.

Yeah, I found a way
to make it work,

but tell me this--
how the fuck
did you wind up

going from that fire
to that bullshit?

I had to OD
with the soda
to bake it.

My nigga,
I don't give a fuck
what you had to do.

As long as that shit
came back hard,

I can do somethin'
with it.

Calm down, homie.
You good.

Yo, let me
call homie back, man,

and see if he wanna take
a hundred grams of hard

and give me back
the soft.

[ speaking Jamaican Patois ]

Rafe:
Yo, that building right there?
What apartment?

You still don't know
how many people gonna
be down there?

Yeah, all we can do
is sit and watch.

You still don't know
when it's supposed to
go down?

Yeah, he just had
a couple of things
to take care of,

but I'ma brief him
on what's going on.

He all in.

The two dreads?

General, huh?

Yo, I could give two fucks
who dude is, man.

You just let me know
where that shipment
gonna be...

...and when.

[ BR speaking ]

[ sighs ]

[ exhales ]

You really dropped
the ball, Kane.

[ sighs ]

Look at my eye, yo.

Fuck, I can't get caught
slippin' again, yo.

Whew.

[ needle buzzing ]

[ speaking Spanish ]

I'm surprised
to see you over here,
Victor.

I know you're not one
for stepping out
into the light.

Even a bat gets tired
of the darkness sometimes,

but that is not
the reason for my visit.

¿Qué pasó?
[ speaking Spanish ]

Your mayate
that did the favor for you.

- What favor?
- Marcus James.

You said he was efficient
and skillful with his work.

He gets
the job done, esé.

Everything's
on the up and up with him?

We're on our second lap
on the track

and I feel at ease.

What if I needed him?

Needed him?

How? For what?

A favor
as we call it.

Now, what if
I didn't need him

to push the envelope
all the way?

I just want him
to send a message.

Inflict a little harm
without canceling
the whole order.

Think he's capable?

I would say so.

By what I've seen,
he's capable
of handling any order.

Okay, because I may
need his services.

This is not
like you, Victor--

for you
to come to me

for something like this?
[ speaking Spanish ]

No, it isn't.

I know that
this guy of yours

and his situation
with us is new.

Therefore,
this is my way
of ensuring

he's knees-deep
with us.

Consider it a favor from me
if this needs to be
carried out.

Who seems to be
the problem, carnal?

There isn't a problem
as of yet,

but I am
making preparations
in case there are.

Who knows?

I might send
the message anyway.

Sometimes it's good
to strike for no reason.

It makes you
unpredictable.

And people fear those
who are unpredictable.

Unpredictability
can be considered
crazy in some cases.

Call me crazy, then.

I'll keep you
posted.

No need to say anything
as of yet.

Still letting
those little wheels
in my head turn.

Not too sure where
or when they'll stop.

Simón,
you just let me know.
[ speaking Spanish ]

[ speaking Spanish ]

- [ door closes ]
- Nelbo.

What the fuck...?

- What the fuck!
- Yo, what the fuck, Shane?!

[ chuckles ]

- [ door closes ]
- Yo, I can't do this no more.

- I can't!
- [ chuckles ]
Can't do what, Joe?

You being here!
I can't do it no more, bro.

Are you serious?
So, what, you wanna
kick me out

'cause I caught you
beating your meat?

I have no privacy.
I have a one-bedroom
apartment

and I can't
even bring a chick
over here comfortably!

I come from work
and the place is
a fucking mess.

Listen,
you my boy and all,

but I'm not sacrificing
my peace of mind!

- Joe, you know
my situation.
- Situation?

You told me
that they didn't come
to your house since.

What situation?

[ sighs ]
So you 'bout
to kick me out

'cause you don't
feel comfortable about
bringin' a chick here

while I'm here?
That's more important
than holdin' me down?

Shane, I tried!

I bit my tongue
for a while now.

I can't take it
no more.

I'm sorry,
but you gonna
have to leave.

All right.

You want me gone,
I'm gone.

I'm not about
to argue with you
over your house.

Yo, where's
my sneaker box?

What you looking for?

Joe, I had my stash

in my sneaker box
on the side of this couch.

I didn't see no sneaker box
on the side of that couch.

How does that make sense?
Didn't you just clean up?

So you're tellin' me
I stole your stuff?

Nah, you
definitely gotta go.
Please leave.

The fuck you mean
please leave?!

I told you my shit gone
and you gonna tell me
please leave?

- The fuck you sound like?
- I'm not havin' this argument.

I tell you to leave,
all a sudden now your stuff
magically disappears?

Yeah,
real convenient.

Yo, give me
my shit, man!

And you puttin'
your hands on me?

Nah, you definitely
gotta get out

before I call
the cops.

[ sighs ]

I'm comin' back
for my shit.

[ door closes ]

- [ lock clicks ]
- Tsk.

What the fuck?!

Whew.

[ gunshot echoes ]

- [ sighs ]
- [ phone buzzing ]

- Hello?
- Yo, Joe, what's good?

Not much, homie.
What's good?

What you doin'
tonight?

Nothing much, man.
Just chillin'.

I wasn't really plannin'
on goin' anywhere tonight.

Nah, nah, that's not
what I'm talkin' about.

I just met a couple
girls that just moved
around the way

and I'm supposed
to come check 'em
at the crib later.

But I need a wingman.
I can't go by myself.

It's, like,
three of them.

So I need you
to come entertain
one or two of them

while I try
to take mine's down.

I don't know, Ray.

I got work
in the mornin'.

Come on,
come on, Joe.

You gonna
do me like that?
You can't hold me down?

I don't know, Ray.

My mind was really set
on stayin' in the crib.

I don't know
if you wanna
do that, bro.

I just told you
they bad

and they just moved
around the way.

You better get
your foot in the door

before one of these
other niggas do.

- You buggin'.
- They bad like that?

- [ horn honks ]
- You know how we play,
nigga.

Yeah, they bad.

All right, fuck it.

All right, cool.
How long is it
gonna take?

Give me,
like, an hour.

All right. Yeah.
They don't live
too far either,

so you don't even
gotta drive.

Yeah, that's perfect
'cause you know how I feel
about my parking spot.

All right,
cool, cool.

So just meet me
by Caton Ave. by
the train station.

All right, cool.

You need me
to bring anything?

Nah, nah.

We're good, we're good.
We got everything
we need.

All right, cool.

[ chuckles ]
Yeah, I'm about
to get some cheeks.

We got him.

Horny nigga, Ray.

Yo, Ray, where the fuck
this dude at, my nigga?

Yo, chill, Boon.
He gonna come.

That boy a sucker
for some pussy.

He musta never
got shit growing up.

Yo, this ain't
no joking matter, Ray.

I'm trying to get this shit
done and over with.

- What's up?
- Chill. He gonna come, bro.

Matter of fact,
there he go right there.

Joe:
What's good, yo?

Yo, I thought it was
just me and you, Ray.

- Ray: Yeah, this nigga
Boon hit me.
- Word.

Might as well take this nigga.
There's three of them anyway.

- Yeah, I guess.
- You good?

Yeah.
Where they live at?

A few blocks away.

Come on,
let's make a move.

All right.

Got some sour
to roll up, too.

Come on, Shane.
Come on, Shane.
Pick up.

[ ringing ]

Tsk, fuck
outta here, man.

I'm not fuckin'
with that dude.

[ softly ]
Pick up. Fuck.

Look, I'm sorry--
I'm sorry about yesterday--

- You say something, Joe?
- Nah, nah, nah, nah.

I was just
tryin' to figure out
where the girls at.

They live
a few blocks away.

We're gonna smoke a spliff
in the park real quick.

We don't know
if we can smoke
at they crib.

All right.

- You good?
- Yeah, I'm all right.

- I'm good.
- Boon: That's what's up.

[ exhales ]

Damn, my phone
dead.

Joe, let me see
your phone real quick

so I can call
the girls.

Boon:
Yo, this shit
is crazy, son.

Motherfuckin' bitches
and all that.

This is why
I live, my nigga.

- Boon.
- Mm-hmm.

Nigga's
got that sour.

Where we gonna smoke?
Where we gonna smoke at?

Yo, we're gonna
chill right here.

- Over here?
- Yeah.

Fuck it.

What's up, Joe?

What's with
the gun, Ray?
What's up?

You think we don't know
you was talkin'
to the police?

I didn't tell them
anything, Ray!

Man, shut
the fuck up.

I didn't do anything!
I promise, Boon!

Boon, I promise.

I don't mess
with the street stuff,

but I know to keep
my mouth shut, man.

If you don't mess
with the street stuff,
Joe,

then you should've stood
on the fuckin' sidewalk.

Now you gotta get
run the fuck over.

Yo, Ray, come on!

[ music playing ]

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- ♪ But this shit is real
- ♪ Not an illusion

♪ D.I.B.
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♪ That's what's up,
get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas
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- ♪ But this shit is real
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♪ Just to enter your mind

♪ My thoughts infatuated,
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♪ Make moves stagnated,
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- ♪ But this shit is real
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♪ D.I.B.
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