Black Mafia Family (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - Push It To The Limit - full transcript
It can burn down this
entire neighborhood!
It was you.
You pulled me out.
Fucking merk this motherfucker
on my mama, nigga!
Somehow, this
task force has allowed theft
and violent crimes to escalate,
which means my ass
is on the line.
You stood by Terry
through thick and thin.
Nigga, fuck you!
And I ain't covering for
yo' stank ass no more.
I know that you are
a faithful husband.
Take that shit off,
and let's get this
party started right.
What the fuck we
gonna do about Lamar?
We tag team 'em, we get
this nigga together.
I got some smoke that'll
elevate your game even more.
Bleek got the purest
coke in the city.
Bleek could
be your bitch,
instead of you being his.
100 keys up front, and we'll
be re-upping in a week.
300 kilos.
How the fuck do we get that
back to the states undetected?
It's already there.
Holy shit.
I'm moving your mama
back to that shitty-ass,
Herman Kiefer.
No, no!
Hey, uh, here
to see Vernelle Mickie.
I'm sorry. She
passed two days ago.
This mentorship is over, nigga.
You a boss now.
All them years we spent
sharing each other clothes,
standing on the block,
freezing our fucking nuts off
brought us here?
Nigga, we finally got everything
we ever fucking wanted.
Yeah. Yeah, man.
Now, quit standing
here acting like
the Lions won the
fucking Super Bowl.
We still gotta
move all this shit.
Come on.
♪ Hard times can
Take you on a natural trip ♪
♪ So keep your... ♪
Man, quit
being a buzzkill.
If you think about
it, we kinda have won.
Shit, drought's over,
and we more flushed
than Noah's fucking Ark.
Yeah, but we still
gotta stay focused.
Stake's too high
for any mistakes.
Last time we pushed out of a
city, a driver got knocked.
Man, Tee, don't start with
that dumbass shit, man.
I don't want to
hear that shit, bro.
Well, what about the
B-Mickie wire debacle?
Tee, B ain't tell
'em shit. The fuck?
- Well, how do you know that?
- Shut up.
Nobody has seen or heard
from his ass in days.
Just scoot on up.
Meech, what the
fuck are we doing here?
Hey, Tee, how many cars
you think inside that
garage right now?
Man, I honestly
don't fuckin' know.
You see, a
car wash like this
allows us to hide
in plain sight.
Packing cars. Cleaning money.
And our name's not on it,
so nobody'll ever be able
to connect this shit back to us.
Yeah. Come on.
Yo, you
bought this place?
Yo, we already got
the record store.
Which we'll still have,
but we'll keep the
drugs in the stash spot
until they're brought here.
Then we gonna pack
'em all in cars.
No more glove boxes.
We elevating our shit.
We gon' take the doors off
and put the work inside.
Then put the doors back on.
When the cars reach
their destinations,
the work will be unloaded
and replaced with money.
When the car comes
back with cash...
they'll head to the stash spot
where the money will
be hand counted.
Fuck them sticking-ass
counting machines.
Then we start all over
again at the car wash.
Yo, the streets are saying
K-9 got knocked by
the Feds outside LA.
- What?
- Man, get the fuck outta here.
Yeah, shit's crazy.
Yo, if that's true,
they must have been following
that nigga for a while.
Shit, they probably onto us too.
Yeah, but it don't matter,
'cause with K-9 off the grid,
that means more people
need more supply.
We gotta be slicker than one
time, 'cause our time's now,
and we taking over
the fuckin' nation.
Yeah.
Push it to
the fucking limit.
♪ I got
everything On the line ♪
♪ Out here I'm on the grind ♪
♪ Trying to get mine ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ A nigga move the weight ♪
♪ Trying to get the cake ♪
♪ I'm in and out of state ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪
♪ It go gram after gram ♪
♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ These niggas is ratting ♪
♪ They tell them
What's going on ♪
♪ That's how they know
What's happening ♪
♪ I'm riding With
the top down ♪
♪ Trunk full of yola ♪
♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪
♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪
♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪
♪ Though I fuck
With the weirdos ♪
♪ They snort away the pain ♪
♪ Bang their dope
In their vein ♪
♪ Shorty crying
Christmas ain't coming ♪
♪ Her pop's locked up ♪
♪ When it hurts the worst ♪
♪ Your ace find out
She knocked up ♪
♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪
♪ When the Feds
Come knocking ♪
♪ It's all fucked
up So wish me luck ♪
♪ At least
You could wish me luck ♪
♪ A nigga move the weight ♪
♪ Trying to get the cake ♪
♪ I'm in and out of state ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪
♪ It go gram after gram ♪
♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Wish me luck ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪
♪ Wish me luck ♪
♪ All you got to do Is
wish me luck, yeah ♪
Dominos,
motherfuckers!
That's gotta be the
luckiest nigga in the world.
Sterl, Knuckles, whattup doe?
Ain't shit. You got it.
Know you heard
about your boy K-9.
Yeah, man.
One man's problem is
another man's opportunity.
I'm actually here to tell
you I'm finna spin that shit
into a win-win for us all.
Yeah. My kind of nigga.
For sure.
Hey, Sterl, let me
holla at you real quick
'bout somethin' else.
Ooh!
A'ight, Tee, I'm finna
shoot back down to Ohio
and reconnect with that dude
Stone who James put me onto,
so we can plant some
flags down there.
How the hell you
gonna move work there,
and we don't even
got drivers here?
Me, Rollie, and a couple of
the PAs gonna head down there.
All yo' ass gotta worry
about is getting the drivers
- and the cars, little nigga.
- Last I check,
Charles Flenory is my
daddy, not Demetrius.
Whatever, nigga.
Throw like a bitch.
Good afternoon.
Commander Beckwith
has been transferred.
What?
I'm Major Damon Garr,
and I'll be taking
over this organization
for the foreseeable future.
I've been catching up on
all of your case files
when I got a call about
a major development.
Yesterday, DEA
agents in Los Angeles
arrested Lawrence Canady.
Street name K-9.
What was the charge?
Possession of a schedule
two controlled substance
with intent to distribute.
Cocaine.
How much?
50 kilos.
Now, the DEA is gonna
extradite him here
and ring him on
distribution charges.
You know, K-9's arrest
creates a power vacuum,
which means more war,
which means more bodies.
I am well aware that
K-9's arrest will trigger
a shit slide to the bottom of
the hill and take us with him,
so I'm coordinating
with the local DEA.
Let the jurisdictional
bullshit begin.
What's crackin', Stone?
Man, you too light-skinned
to be darkening up my day.
Is that how you treat a
man bringing you good news?
I don't know you, but I
heard your boy over here
like pointing gats
at nigga's nutsacks.
If that's
what I gotta do to get
a motherfucker's
attention, so be it.
But I'm actually here to
help you get out of them, um,
pump waves and perm.
So check this out.
I got a Colombian connect.
Yeah, which means
I got the purest
and the cheapest that
I'm offering you.
Okay. So what in return?
All you gotta do is
introduce me to yo' man Bleek
so I can put him on
and we all shine.
Hmm.
You know, the other
night was nice.
Meeting Kevin and hanging out.
Yo, what the fuck is this?
I don't need a tour guide.
Special Agent Chambers,
we were hoping that we
could partner with you
in your investigation
of Lawrence Canady...
I don't need your
hand-holding either.
But we believe that
he has important intel
that would help all of us.
Well, when my team is done.
Until then, I'll
need this war room
and the rest of your case files.
We're all professionals.
What's the harm in
having a few questions
crossed off our list?
Look, I know I'm in your
neck of the woods, downriver,
but this still is
my goddamn case.
Look, with the organizational
intel we already have,
K-9 could lead to
multiple busts.
We've had him on our radar.
We know how to go at him.
Yet, we were the ones
who collared him.
Y'all have a nice day.
Look, Special Agent Cha...
♪ Can do what I do ♪
Whattup doe?
♪ I wanna
know Can I be down? ♪
Well, what are you doing here?
I just came here to check
out the baddest honeys
of the night.
What is this, a
girls' night out?
Nah, Boom's in the back
with his boys somewhere.
And probably some bitches.
Yeah, well,
I came to tell your boy that
I got a new plug
with a Colombian.
He might want to
start fucking with us,
'cause he can't compete
with our prices or quantity.
Oh, so you the supplier now?
You're not the buyer anymore?
Hell yeah.
He gotta roll with us, or
get rolled the fuck over.
Sounds like good news for
you, but bad news for Boom.
Yeah. His choice.
That's our debt to him.
I'll make sure that he gets it.
Boss.
You ladies have a good night.
You too, baby.
♪ Can do what I do ♪
Hey. Yo, hold up.
Man, you strapped,
and I'm strapped.
Get the fuck on.
♪ Yo When it's
all said and done ♪
♪ I bet you get... ♪
Stone says you
got a little idea.
Nigga, ain't shit little
about me or my fuckin' ideas.
I'm a big-picture guy with
an even bigger supply.
That's what's up, but I'm cool.
He cool.
Shit, a'ight.
But you'll be a
whole lot wealthier
and happier with my shit.
I love when city slickers
swear their shit don't stink.
Look, nigga, I'm about
dollars and cents.
That's it, so you
either fucking with me,
or you not.
You should probably bounce
while you still can.
I respect that, and I
respect territory too,
but I can't control customers
crossing that border
once Stone flush
his hood.
All talking
like that, shit.
Get the fuck on, man.
I was a transport
driver back in Vietnam.
I drive a cab right now
to make some extra cash
'cause the VA checks, they
barely cover the rent.
Mm. All right, G.I. Joe.
You and Auntie
Rose are definitely
gonna like the money
you makin' here.
Um, just like your
nephew Sockie did.
Uh, we just gotta make sure
you be careful of five-oh.
Well, y'all
might think I've lost a step,
but, uh, all my senses
are working just fine.
I spot their asses
in a heartbeat.
I understand that, but there
may be some things on the road
that's kinda hard to notice,
so I'll walk you guys through
Tee's school of driving.
Yeah? All right, perfect.
So we're just gonna go
over a few basic things
just to make sure you
guys don't get caught,
like my last driver did.
Better pay attention
to this shit.
All right, first things first.
Do not ever take any pens, keys,
matchbooks, or receipts from
any hotel that you stay at.
That way, if you
ever get pulled over,
there'll be no paper trail.
Exactly, and if you
happen to stop and get gas,
do not wear no jewelry,
and do not pull
out a wad of cash.
Thanks, ma'am.
Have a blessed day.
You too.
A gas station
will call five-oh
as soon as your
Black ass bounce.
Now, when driving, always
keep your seat straight up.
Body positioned properly.
Do not keep nothing in the car.
No trash. No-no gum wrappers.
No... definitely no
piss in a bottle.
If an officer see
pee in a bottle,
it'll let them know that
there is something so valuable
in this fucking car
that you cannot stop
to go to the bathroom.
Therefore, it'll trigger
an automatic search
to the vehicle, and
we don't want that.
Mr. G.I. Joe, he ain't
talking to me on that one.
My aim ain't good enough to
do no dumb shit like that.
Lamar, what the fuck is that?
It's Blackie.
I wanted to keep him
someplace special.
So once Zoe come home,
everybody I love gonna
be under one roof.
I'm so sorry, Lamar.
I know how much he meant to you.
I have something to
make you feel better.
What? Some pussy?
Nigga, hell nah.
Especially not
saying it like that.
But remember how we used to
get down back in the day?
Let's take a trip
down memory lane.
Damn, Mo.
- What you think about that?
- Shit. Let's go.
Hey.
One car after another,
the boys out here
clocking for real.
We gonna be sold out again,
and at the mall by 6:00.
This the easiest
money we ever got.
Hell yeah.
Don't speak too soon.
There go Bleek's crew.
- What the fuck?
- Fuck!
♪ That's
what It really means ♪
♪ Any sucka wanna try me
I'ma hit him in his spleen ♪
♪ Yo, please watch
yo' step Around me ♪
♪ I may look nice But
it's not what it seems ♪
Oh, shit.
♪ And beg for
life On his knees ♪
♪ I'll turn your whole block
Into a bloody Elm Street ♪
♪ I am the Grim Reaper
To all sleepers ♪
Damn.
Now we finna gotta
help this nigga.
♪ Grandmaster, only
wear What's worthy ♪
Break that shit up.
I said break that shit up!
Man, cap this fool!
Bodies are bad for
business, nigga.
Fuck y'all!
Stealing all our
goddamn customers.
Nigga, I been gave
Bleek a chance
a long time ago to get down.
Guess what happened? He
let his ego get in the way.
Bleek put us on, so
fuck what you saying.
Oh, so clearly he'd rather you
eat out the palm of his hand
than show you how
to be a boss, huh?
I'm the type of nigga who always
looks out for his people,
and all my people get paid.
The choice is yours.
Yeah.
Hey.
I came to borrow
Lucille's skillet.
Is she around?
Uh, she's in the shower.
How you doing, Charles?
Woman, you playing with fire.
I told you Meech saw us at
the strip club that night.
He does not
strike me as someone...
That's
beside the point.
I don't want us getting caught.
Well, neither do I.
But the more dangerous,
the wetter I get.
- See for yourself.
- Hey, listen, baby.
We can't keep sneaking
around like this.
Well, what if I
don't wanna stop?
We're having way too
much fun together.
Listen, maybe we can get a
room, but no more surprises.
Ooh, a hotel's a great idea.
You know, the E-Z Rest
has those vibrating beds.
You're gonna love
where my lips go.
I mean, come on now.
Save it for the E-Z Rest.
Mm.
Girl, I thought I
heard your voice!
I just wanted to borrow
your skillet and catch up.
I ain't seen you in
a month of Sundays.
Well, that's 'cause you
been working so much.
I'ma make some tea.
Can I offer you some?
I'd love some.
Hey, I'm not giving these
to those DEA assholes.
Hey, have you heard
anything from B-Mickie?
No, not since he
fled after the wire.
Yeah, I know all
the major players,
except this guy.
Uh, street name's Hoop.
Uh, he's been running
with Meech and Terry
since the 50 Boyz days.
Not much else is known.
Huh. Interesting.
I'll do a deep dive and
see what I can dig up.
Hey, Hoop, Curly ain't
no little boy no more, huh?
I'm just trying to follow
in your footsteps, Tee.
Cool, we're gonna need your
help stashing these bricks.
A'ight, bet.
Shit stink, don't it?
That's ghost pepper, garlic,
lemon, cayenne, vinegar
to throw dogs off.
So look, we're gonna
need you to take this.
Take your little-ass hand,
and stuff it all
the way back here.
Why not just use a golf club?
And risk puncturing 'em?
This is your moment to show how
serious you are to be in BMF.
Don't make us sorry
we ever trusted you.
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ Hold up, hold up, hold up ♪
♪ On some for-real shit, son ♪
♪ Niggas better stop playin' ♪
I knew you'd come knocking.
Guess what you
promised was real.
They quit and took the
rest of my crew with 'em.
Ah, damn. Can't say
I ain't warn yo' ass.
Your offer still stand?
Not if you plan on fucking
our shit up, it don't.
Listen, man. I ain't
bring them niggas over.
♪ Biggin' up Like
they some heavy hitters ♪
Not directly.
But your actions
created that shit.
Now, look, let me just
tell you like this.
If you want to be down,
you gotta be down.
You can't be out for
your fucking self.
I'm with that, so
long as Stone is.
Man, we getting money over here,
so as long as you
don't put Terrell
or my triflin'-ass
cousin on, we good.
We get you a seat right here.
♪ Let me find out ♪
♪ It's gonna be me and you ♪
♪ One on one till one
is done Ya through ♪
I'm high as fuck.
I understand why.
This that shit right here.
♪ My
eyes can't stray ♪
♪ My touch ♪
Why everything I love I lose?
♪ Sends me ♪
You ain't lose me.
You know,
you was the first guy to
make me feel beautiful.
That's 'cause that's the truth.
Did you know how it feel to
know that everybody
in the neighborhood
was demanding your attention?
But you only gave it to me.
- But when you went away...
- Mm-hmm.
I felt like Zoe lost her father.
I lost the only
man I truly love.
Well, mama always said that, um,
a bath and a nap fix everything.
Nigga, I
know you don't think
I'm 'bout to wash yo' ass.
What...
♪ Doing what
you like And making you ♪
♪ Top priority ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Don't overthink it ♪
♪ Baby, just bring it ♪
♪ Nothing holding
you back From me ♪
♪ You're never too far
away From my love ♪
♪ It's never too hard ♪
♪ Right here in my arms ♪
♪ Away from my love ♪
♪ It's never too hard ♪
♪ To get back touch ♪
♪ Right here in my arms ♪
♪ Hold you in my trust ♪
Come on, Mo!
So how was your trip?
Dope.
I crowned two Ohio kings.
Hey. Okay.
With K-9 down, a lot of
niggas is lined up for supply.
I'm still waiting on my girl
to finish lacing up the whips.
What happened to Duke?
Oh, Duke's out,
but I got a few good-ass
drivers that's ready to roll.
Yo.
Hey, babe.
I'ma take you to dinner tonight
to celebrate, after all.
Oh,
that's what's up.
That's what's up. Um...
I'ma wear something sexy
at the restaurant for you.
A'ight, a'ight.
Um, I'ma see you at 8:00, yeah?
All right. You too. All right.
Man, I told
your stupid ass
to stop fucking with Markisha
and her poisonous-ass pussy.
What the fuck I look like,
taking advice from a nigga
with not one, but
two baby mamas?
I don't trust that bitch, Tee.
You don't have to.
And for the record, her
pussy ain't poisonous.
It's actually paradise.
You should be worried
about B-Mickie
and not who I'm fucking.
Nigga, you is the most
softest, pussy-whipped nigga
I've ever met in my life.
Just don't be late to that
fuckin' skate party tomorrow.
I won't, nigga.
Soft-ass nigga, man.
Fucking L7.
Damn. You look
beautiful as hell.
- Thank you.
- Let me take your coat.
I got a surprise underneath.
What kind of surprise?
Come find out.
Damn, you wild as hell.
This is a surprise.
Putting
these together.
You keep doing your homework.
- Mama.
- Yeah, baby.
Nikki. Got y'all some gifts.
- It's for me?
- This for you right here.
Yes.
And for you, queen.
Take it, Mama. It
ain't gonna bite you.
Yo, Meechie, I love it.
- Do you?
- Yes!
- Oh.
- Thank you.
Oh, my goodness.
This is beautiful,
but where am I
gonna wear this to?
To the RollerCade.
I bought it out for everybody.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
I can invite my friends?
You can invite anybody you want.
For real?
Yo, I gotta call Karen,
Kierston, and Danielle.
I'm-yeah, I-I'm really... I'm
not sure that I can do this,
and-and I'm sure that your
father would not approve, so...
Listen, Mama.
Pops is his own man,
and you your own woman.
Sometimes, it won't hurt you
to just let your hair down
and do something for you.
This gonna be cute on me.
Yes, it is.
This one's a
little too hood for me.
I mean, I think you look
fly as fuck in all of 'em.
I'ma just get you
everything. How about that?
Thank you, baby.
♪ Temporary love ♪
♪ It ain't no doubt
About it, yeah ♪
My man, Wissam.
You've come up, Tee.
No more layaways?
No, sir.
You know, even when me and
Meech had shit in our pockets,
you always took good care of us.
Appreciate you.
That's what neighbors do.
We take care of one another.
And you know,
the funny thing is,
Black people always say, "Oh,
the Arabs take our gas stations.
They take our party stores,"
but D wouldn't be the
same without the Arabs.
Appreciate
your business.
Let me grab you a few
garment bags from the back.
A'ight.
Thank you, baby.
But I want you to do
something else for me.
What is that?
Thanks for
sweating my hair out.
Hey, I'm
just doing what I do.
You know I love it when
you beat that shit up.
You ready for round three?
I'm already locked and loaded.
- Babe.
- Yeah?
- You a boss now.
- Yeah.
It's time to start
acting like one.
You've gotta get rid of
this childish hairstyle.
Like, what is this?
Uh, I don't know. Uh...
You don't trust me?
A'ight, a'ight. Let's do it.
All right.
Turn around.
Okay.
It's gone.
You your own man, Tee.
- Whattup doe?
- Yo.
The RollerCade is
popping tonight.
I know, it would've
been way funner
if your gump ass could've
put on some skates.
Come on, man.
Tee, where the
hell is your tail?
Oh. Oh, yeah. Oh, I
f-forgot to tell you.
Uh, you know, I try to
switch things up a bit.
Nigga, that's
fucking high treason,
and you know what?
This got Markisha's stank
ass written all over it.
Chill.
You tender dick-ass nigga.
I ain't never seen a
motherfucker so pussy-whipped
in my life, man.
Hey, Ma. You-you
look incredible.
Pops coming by?
I think he had to work.
That's Pops.
Always working.
Love you.
I can't find my
rhythm with this vibrating bed.
Maybe we should put
in another quarter?
I don't think that's
the problem, Charles.
You're not here with me.
Maybe it's time
we call it quits.
What?
Why would you say that?
I've been
through this before.
My ex-husband and
I were swingers.
It still hurt when he continued
to see the other woman
we'd had a threesome with.
A threesome?
Damn.
What I'm saying is,
Lucille's my friend
and neighbor.
We borrow shit from
each other all the time.
It's probably time I
give you back to her too.
I'm glad you came.
Where's the kids?
They went to get snacks.
They begged me to come.
You sure it wasn't you?
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
This motherfucker...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What the hell you doing, Wanda?
Yo, your brother is
on one right now,
and I'm about to
fuck this nigga up.
You already know Tee
don't got no sense,
which I've always admired
you for being the one.
Come on now, Wanda.
You've been A-1 since day one,
and I appreciate you for that.
Yeah, but loyalty don't
mean shit to him, Meech.
Disrespecting the fuck outta
me, bringing this bitch here.
I love Tee to death,
but he made his bed,
and you know that.
I know me and you haven't
always seen eye to eye, Wanda,
but you need to make your bed
and stop depending
on that nigga.
I got you, my nephew,
and the new baby.
- For real. I got you.
- Yeah.
This next
song's a couples skate.
If you don't have a partner,
I'm gonna need you
to clear the floor.
For those who do, let's roll.
C'mon,
Mama. Let's roll.
No, boy. No. I'm okay.
Come on, Mama.
You look too good not
to be dancing now.
Let me see some of them moves.
Oh, I got some moves.
- Mind if I cut in?
- Come on, Pops. You got it.
Ooh, watch yourself.
♪ A
feeling I can't explain ♪
♪ The love I lost
I found again ♪
♪ My broken heart ♪
They look so cute.
So do you.
Zoe would have loved this.
Yeah, but stick to the plan,
so we can bring her
home where she belongs.
Nigga, don't tell me what to do.
I got this.
- Fuck.
- I'm serious, man.
♪ It's all I got to give ♪
♪ My soul was lost ♪
Oh.
- ♪ In the dark of... ♪
- Right? That's some bull.
- You know that, right?
- Thank you, girl.
- Thanks.
Oh, shoot.
All right, so
mama, let me get my jacket.
Hey, what the hell's
wrong with you?
The E-Z Rest Motel, Charles?
You motherfucker.
A receipt from
the E-Z Rest Motel
this afternoon?
I just started
working a job there.
Well, why did they need
to rent you a room?
I must have accidentally
grabbed the wrong receipt
when I was cleaning up my tools.
I'm not dumb, Charles.
Who is she?
What are you talking about?
Answer the damn question!
Hey, Mom. Mom, Dad,
what's going on?
Your father just got
caught lying about
- the affair he's been having.
- What?
- Pops, is she telling the tr...
- Terry, just...
Get your hands off my damn son,
and go back to the bed
that you just left!
Let's go.
Nicole.
He had no priors, outside
of a sealed juvie record.
Mm, how'd you
get your hands on that?
You'd be surprised what a
wink and a smile could do.
So, um, about that kiss.
That was a one-time deal.
Okay.
There he is.
Whose house do
you think this is?
It's probably his girlfriend's,
and he's here for some
early morning nookie.
So do we go with the truck,
or stay on the house?
Oh, something big
must be going down.
He switched cars.
Wait.
Heath's file didn't
mention anything
about a military stint,
so I guess we follow
and see where it goes.
Calix?
Detective Jin.
I thought I was going
the speed limit.
What are you doing
in this vehicle?
It's my truck.
Well, we were following
a suspect to a house,
and then we see you pull
out of the same place.
I'm crashing at my
friend Clarence's place.
Get out the car please.
Driver's license.
Over there.
Where you headed?
Lansing.
A veteran support meeting
of the American Legion.
Oh.
Isn't he supposed to ask
permission before doing that?
What you hidin'?
Nothin'.
So if it's okay with you,
I'd like to go meet with
my fellow servicemen.
Drive safe.
Fuck.
That's strike one.
Bryant, you got a visitor.
Young lady?
Looks like our
luck is getting better.
I've, uh, done a lot
of thinking about what you said,
and those photos of Terry
and that other woman
really pissed me off.
I seen him with
her the other day.
I know this must be
incredibly hurtful,
but we are just glad that you
finally came to talk to us.
Look, you're doing
the right thing.
I'm not sure I am.
A-1 since day one.
A-1 since day one.
Uh, pardon me.
Could you-could you,
uh, speak up please?
And stay the fuck away
from me and my family.
- Excuse me?
- At the end of the day,
Terry is the father
of both of my kids,
and I ain't breaking
that bond for nobody.
Then what the hell you
bring your ass here for?
Man... man, fuck you and
them bogus-ass photos.
And that's
fucking strike two.
Let's get the fuck outta here.
Yeah, I need to
blow off some steam.
Um, remember when we were
running surveillance on Terry,
and you offered to
handle something for me?
I am not striking out today.
Now.
♪ Tell me
what you think about ♪
♪ Freaky thoughts, uh ♪
♪ I bet you like
To dream about ♪
♪ Me on top, oh! ♪
♪ If you had your way ♪
♪ Would you take me
straight To outer space ♪
♪ On your rocket ship ♪
♪ Let's fly ♪
♪ Let's explore ♪
♪ Our sexuality ♪
♪ Our sexuality ♪
♪ Let's explore ♪
♪ Let's explore ♪
- [singer] ♪ Our sexuality ♪
♪ Oh, whoa ♪
- [singer] ♪ Sexuality ♪
♪ All right, c'mon ♪
♪ I know you like it, baby ♪
Yo, what are we gonna do,
now that Mama found out
about Pops' affair?
Wait.
Yo, don't tell me
you knew about this
this whole time, Meech?
Tee, please.
You fuckin' somebody mama who
happens to be married, nigga.
Kill all the hypocritical
shit, like you a saint.
Come on. Take a moment.
Hey, man, Calix
made the money drop,
but Auntie got jacked.
By some crunchy, Black,
gold-toothed motherfucker.
Motherfucker, can't you
see me in front of you?
Oh, damn!
I'm sorry, ma'am.
Are you all right?
I got my license and
registration here.
Take-take my stuff.
And who the hell are you?
Run that truck.
Motherfucker.
I wish you
wouldn't have done that.
Damn. Lamar
must be watching us.
We probably gotta switch
this whole shit up again.
No, we don't, man.
I think I might know
where his ass is at.
Whattup doe?
What the fuck?
I'm on my way right now, man.
Where are you going that's more
important than this right now?
Listen, we gonna boycott
Lamar and freeze his ass out.
Anybody doing business
with that nigga
stays in the dark
with us, flat out.
Spread the word, Auntie.
I got you, all right?
Where the fuck you
been at, nigga?
Fuck off me, man!
I'm killing Bryant!
You killing Bryant?
You can't merk
one-time, you fool.
He ain't
a fucking cop.
That nigga locked
me in the trunk,
transferred my mom to
a shitty-ass facility,
all because I wouldn't
bring his ass to you.
Now she's dead,
Meech.
And now that motherfucker
gotta get it too.
Hell no.
I can't let you
make that move, B.
Why the fuck you can't?
Nigga, what the
fuck he got on you?
Tell me!
That fucking gun.
The one I used on
Jay-Mo and Kato.
- What?
- I know.
I fucked up. I fucked up!
But-but this is how I'm
'bout to make shit right.
Hell no, nigga.
You gonna set us
back even further.
I ain't giving him
a fucking chance.
Not another one.
Did Bryant ever take you in
and register you as a CI?
Nah.
I mean, w-we met up on the low.
Was some incognito shit.
Which means he's
probably off the books,
so I doubt that gun's
even in evidence.
And that Chinese bitch
is his new partner,
so best believe she
don't know shit.
For all we know, it's
somewhere in his fuckin' house.
His car not here, so he
definitely ain't home.
You gotta go in there fast,
and make this shit
look like a robbery.
Go, nigga.
So this shit
stays between us, right?
Ain't nobody business.
Occupational hazard.
Um...
it's how I dealt with
my sister's death
and the pressures of life.
Why take my anger
out on other people
when I can take it
out on myself, right?
Look.
We all got shit to bear.
See you tomorrow.
Dad?
Dad, is that you?
Dad?
Ah!
Help!
Get in!
Help! Let
me out of here!
Help! Help!
Help!
Shut the fuck up!
Help!
Help! Let me out!
Help!
Kev, I'm home.
Boy, I know you
hear me calling you.
Kev?
Dad!
Help! Get me out of here!
Oh!
It's okay.
It's okay. I'm here.
I'm here now. It's okay.
Oh.
I fucked up.
I fucked up, Meech. Big time.
I fucked up. I fucked up.
- I fucked up.
- What the fuck you mean?
Did you get the gun?
No, I didn't get the gun. No.
There was somebody in
there! His son was in there!
I had to restrain him.
And once I saw the
lockbox, Bryant walked in.
Did he see you?
I should have fucking
popped him when I saw him!
Did he see you?
You sure?
No, he didn't see me!
And no, I didn't
get the fucking gun!
No!
Fuck, I wonder if he's
out to get me, man.
What?
What if he knows it was me, man?
What if...
I don't know what
to do. I don't...
I'm fucked up,
man. I'm fucked up.
I don't got nobody, Meech.
I don't...
- I fucked... fucked up.
- Look at me, man.
I fucked up!
Look at me.
Nigga, you my brother.
I got you forever.
I never let nothing
happen to you.
No matter what. I
always got yo' back.
Mm.
Science tells
us the universe expanded
'cause pressure,
matter, and energy
all pushed against each other.
But like I said,
I'm a man of faith.
So if there was a big bang,
that shit was preordained.
Like how me and Meech were
meant to push it to the limit,
but Bryant was
about to push back,
so bruh and I were gonna
have to gear up for battle.
♪ I ain't
ever makin' it out ♪
♪ I ain't ever makin' it out ♪
♪ I ain't ever makin' it out ♪
♪ Just acceptin' it now ♪
♪ I ain't makin' it out ♪
♪ When I was about five ♪
♪ Evil things Came
to my doorstep ♪
♪ And said what's up? ♪
♪ At first it wasn't love
But I was still right there ♪
♪ Not much to
grasp Open hands ♪
♪ Gave in, latched on To
what was always there ♪
♪ I did things I
shouldn't have ♪
♪ Yeah, had me scared
But I'd do it again ♪
♪ Just to get right here ♪
♪ Good, good life But
the baddest beware ♪
♪ I'm the king of it all
The one ruler that could ♪
♪ 'Cause he bleeds and breeds
Every part of his hood ♪
♪ Appreciate the top When
you grew in the mud ♪
♪ Forever misunderstood The
man that did and could ♪
♪ Now that's just what I am ♪
♪ The coolest kid
With the crown ♪
♪ Either get ahead
Or get down ♪
♪ I turn it up
Like the sound ♪
♪ DJ on the rounds Got
them rockin' the ground ♪
♪ When the sun come around ♪
♪ Back to the only
way I know to live ♪
entire neighborhood!
It was you.
You pulled me out.
Fucking merk this motherfucker
on my mama, nigga!
Somehow, this
task force has allowed theft
and violent crimes to escalate,
which means my ass
is on the line.
You stood by Terry
through thick and thin.
Nigga, fuck you!
And I ain't covering for
yo' stank ass no more.
I know that you are
a faithful husband.
Take that shit off,
and let's get this
party started right.
What the fuck we
gonna do about Lamar?
We tag team 'em, we get
this nigga together.
I got some smoke that'll
elevate your game even more.
Bleek got the purest
coke in the city.
Bleek could
be your bitch,
instead of you being his.
100 keys up front, and we'll
be re-upping in a week.
300 kilos.
How the fuck do we get that
back to the states undetected?
It's already there.
Holy shit.
I'm moving your mama
back to that shitty-ass,
Herman Kiefer.
No, no!
Hey, uh, here
to see Vernelle Mickie.
I'm sorry. She
passed two days ago.
This mentorship is over, nigga.
You a boss now.
All them years we spent
sharing each other clothes,
standing on the block,
freezing our fucking nuts off
brought us here?
Nigga, we finally got everything
we ever fucking wanted.
Yeah. Yeah, man.
Now, quit standing
here acting like
the Lions won the
fucking Super Bowl.
We still gotta
move all this shit.
Come on.
♪ Hard times can
Take you on a natural trip ♪
♪ So keep your... ♪
Man, quit
being a buzzkill.
If you think about
it, we kinda have won.
Shit, drought's over,
and we more flushed
than Noah's fucking Ark.
Yeah, but we still
gotta stay focused.
Stake's too high
for any mistakes.
Last time we pushed out of a
city, a driver got knocked.
Man, Tee, don't start with
that dumbass shit, man.
I don't want to
hear that shit, bro.
Well, what about the
B-Mickie wire debacle?
Tee, B ain't tell
'em shit. The fuck?
- Well, how do you know that?
- Shut up.
Nobody has seen or heard
from his ass in days.
Just scoot on up.
Meech, what the
fuck are we doing here?
Hey, Tee, how many cars
you think inside that
garage right now?
Man, I honestly
don't fuckin' know.
You see, a
car wash like this
allows us to hide
in plain sight.
Packing cars. Cleaning money.
And our name's not on it,
so nobody'll ever be able
to connect this shit back to us.
Yeah. Come on.
Yo, you
bought this place?
Yo, we already got
the record store.
Which we'll still have,
but we'll keep the
drugs in the stash spot
until they're brought here.
Then we gonna pack
'em all in cars.
No more glove boxes.
We elevating our shit.
We gon' take the doors off
and put the work inside.
Then put the doors back on.
When the cars reach
their destinations,
the work will be unloaded
and replaced with money.
When the car comes
back with cash...
they'll head to the stash spot
where the money will
be hand counted.
Fuck them sticking-ass
counting machines.
Then we start all over
again at the car wash.
Yo, the streets are saying
K-9 got knocked by
the Feds outside LA.
- What?
- Man, get the fuck outta here.
Yeah, shit's crazy.
Yo, if that's true,
they must have been following
that nigga for a while.
Shit, they probably onto us too.
Yeah, but it don't matter,
'cause with K-9 off the grid,
that means more people
need more supply.
We gotta be slicker than one
time, 'cause our time's now,
and we taking over
the fuckin' nation.
Yeah.
Push it to
the fucking limit.
♪ I got
everything On the line ♪
♪ Out here I'm on the grind ♪
♪ Trying to get mine ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ A nigga move the weight ♪
♪ Trying to get the cake ♪
♪ I'm in and out of state ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪
♪ It go gram after gram ♪
♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ These niggas is ratting ♪
♪ They tell them
What's going on ♪
♪ That's how they know
What's happening ♪
♪ I'm riding With
the top down ♪
♪ Trunk full of yola ♪
♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪
♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪
♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪
♪ Though I fuck
With the weirdos ♪
♪ They snort away the pain ♪
♪ Bang their dope
In their vein ♪
♪ Shorty crying
Christmas ain't coming ♪
♪ Her pop's locked up ♪
♪ When it hurts the worst ♪
♪ Your ace find out
She knocked up ♪
♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪
♪ When the Feds
Come knocking ♪
♪ It's all fucked
up So wish me luck ♪
♪ At least
You could wish me luck ♪
♪ A nigga move the weight ♪
♪ Trying to get the cake ♪
♪ I'm in and out of state ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ I don't go hand to hand ♪
♪ It go gram after gram ♪
♪ Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Too many niggas fake ♪
♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪
♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Wish me luck ♪
♪ At least you
could Wish me luck ♪
♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪
♪ Wish me luck ♪
♪ All you got to do Is
wish me luck, yeah ♪
Dominos,
motherfuckers!
That's gotta be the
luckiest nigga in the world.
Sterl, Knuckles, whattup doe?
Ain't shit. You got it.
Know you heard
about your boy K-9.
Yeah, man.
One man's problem is
another man's opportunity.
I'm actually here to tell
you I'm finna spin that shit
into a win-win for us all.
Yeah. My kind of nigga.
For sure.
Hey, Sterl, let me
holla at you real quick
'bout somethin' else.
Ooh!
A'ight, Tee, I'm finna
shoot back down to Ohio
and reconnect with that dude
Stone who James put me onto,
so we can plant some
flags down there.
How the hell you
gonna move work there,
and we don't even
got drivers here?
Me, Rollie, and a couple of
the PAs gonna head down there.
All yo' ass gotta worry
about is getting the drivers
- and the cars, little nigga.
- Last I check,
Charles Flenory is my
daddy, not Demetrius.
Whatever, nigga.
Throw like a bitch.
Good afternoon.
Commander Beckwith
has been transferred.
What?
I'm Major Damon Garr,
and I'll be taking
over this organization
for the foreseeable future.
I've been catching up on
all of your case files
when I got a call about
a major development.
Yesterday, DEA
agents in Los Angeles
arrested Lawrence Canady.
Street name K-9.
What was the charge?
Possession of a schedule
two controlled substance
with intent to distribute.
Cocaine.
How much?
50 kilos.
Now, the DEA is gonna
extradite him here
and ring him on
distribution charges.
You know, K-9's arrest
creates a power vacuum,
which means more war,
which means more bodies.
I am well aware that
K-9's arrest will trigger
a shit slide to the bottom of
the hill and take us with him,
so I'm coordinating
with the local DEA.
Let the jurisdictional
bullshit begin.
What's crackin', Stone?
Man, you too light-skinned
to be darkening up my day.
Is that how you treat a
man bringing you good news?
I don't know you, but I
heard your boy over here
like pointing gats
at nigga's nutsacks.
If that's
what I gotta do to get
a motherfucker's
attention, so be it.
But I'm actually here to
help you get out of them, um,
pump waves and perm.
So check this out.
I got a Colombian connect.
Yeah, which means
I got the purest
and the cheapest that
I'm offering you.
Okay. So what in return?
All you gotta do is
introduce me to yo' man Bleek
so I can put him on
and we all shine.
Hmm.
You know, the other
night was nice.
Meeting Kevin and hanging out.
Yo, what the fuck is this?
I don't need a tour guide.
Special Agent Chambers,
we were hoping that we
could partner with you
in your investigation
of Lawrence Canady...
I don't need your
hand-holding either.
But we believe that
he has important intel
that would help all of us.
Well, when my team is done.
Until then, I'll
need this war room
and the rest of your case files.
We're all professionals.
What's the harm in
having a few questions
crossed off our list?
Look, I know I'm in your
neck of the woods, downriver,
but this still is
my goddamn case.
Look, with the organizational
intel we already have,
K-9 could lead to
multiple busts.
We've had him on our radar.
We know how to go at him.
Yet, we were the ones
who collared him.
Y'all have a nice day.
Look, Special Agent Cha...
♪ Can do what I do ♪
Whattup doe?
♪ I wanna
know Can I be down? ♪
Well, what are you doing here?
I just came here to check
out the baddest honeys
of the night.
What is this, a
girls' night out?
Nah, Boom's in the back
with his boys somewhere.
And probably some bitches.
Yeah, well,
I came to tell your boy that
I got a new plug
with a Colombian.
He might want to
start fucking with us,
'cause he can't compete
with our prices or quantity.
Oh, so you the supplier now?
You're not the buyer anymore?
Hell yeah.
He gotta roll with us, or
get rolled the fuck over.
Sounds like good news for
you, but bad news for Boom.
Yeah. His choice.
That's our debt to him.
I'll make sure that he gets it.
Boss.
You ladies have a good night.
You too, baby.
♪ Can do what I do ♪
Hey. Yo, hold up.
Man, you strapped,
and I'm strapped.
Get the fuck on.
♪ Yo When it's
all said and done ♪
♪ I bet you get... ♪
Stone says you
got a little idea.
Nigga, ain't shit little
about me or my fuckin' ideas.
I'm a big-picture guy with
an even bigger supply.
That's what's up, but I'm cool.
He cool.
Shit, a'ight.
But you'll be a
whole lot wealthier
and happier with my shit.
I love when city slickers
swear their shit don't stink.
Look, nigga, I'm about
dollars and cents.
That's it, so you
either fucking with me,
or you not.
You should probably bounce
while you still can.
I respect that, and I
respect territory too,
but I can't control customers
crossing that border
once Stone flush
his hood.
All talking
like that, shit.
Get the fuck on, man.
I was a transport
driver back in Vietnam.
I drive a cab right now
to make some extra cash
'cause the VA checks, they
barely cover the rent.
Mm. All right, G.I. Joe.
You and Auntie
Rose are definitely
gonna like the money
you makin' here.
Um, just like your
nephew Sockie did.
Uh, we just gotta make sure
you be careful of five-oh.
Well, y'all
might think I've lost a step,
but, uh, all my senses
are working just fine.
I spot their asses
in a heartbeat.
I understand that, but there
may be some things on the road
that's kinda hard to notice,
so I'll walk you guys through
Tee's school of driving.
Yeah? All right, perfect.
So we're just gonna go
over a few basic things
just to make sure you
guys don't get caught,
like my last driver did.
Better pay attention
to this shit.
All right, first things first.
Do not ever take any pens, keys,
matchbooks, or receipts from
any hotel that you stay at.
That way, if you
ever get pulled over,
there'll be no paper trail.
Exactly, and if you
happen to stop and get gas,
do not wear no jewelry,
and do not pull
out a wad of cash.
Thanks, ma'am.
Have a blessed day.
You too.
A gas station
will call five-oh
as soon as your
Black ass bounce.
Now, when driving, always
keep your seat straight up.
Body positioned properly.
Do not keep nothing in the car.
No trash. No-no gum wrappers.
No... definitely no
piss in a bottle.
If an officer see
pee in a bottle,
it'll let them know that
there is something so valuable
in this fucking car
that you cannot stop
to go to the bathroom.
Therefore, it'll trigger
an automatic search
to the vehicle, and
we don't want that.
Mr. G.I. Joe, he ain't
talking to me on that one.
My aim ain't good enough to
do no dumb shit like that.
Lamar, what the fuck is that?
It's Blackie.
I wanted to keep him
someplace special.
So once Zoe come home,
everybody I love gonna
be under one roof.
I'm so sorry, Lamar.
I know how much he meant to you.
I have something to
make you feel better.
What? Some pussy?
Nigga, hell nah.
Especially not
saying it like that.
But remember how we used to
get down back in the day?
Let's take a trip
down memory lane.
Damn, Mo.
- What you think about that?
- Shit. Let's go.
Hey.
One car after another,
the boys out here
clocking for real.
We gonna be sold out again,
and at the mall by 6:00.
This the easiest
money we ever got.
Hell yeah.
Don't speak too soon.
There go Bleek's crew.
- What the fuck?
- Fuck!
♪ That's
what It really means ♪
♪ Any sucka wanna try me
I'ma hit him in his spleen ♪
♪ Yo, please watch
yo' step Around me ♪
♪ I may look nice But
it's not what it seems ♪
Oh, shit.
♪ And beg for
life On his knees ♪
♪ I'll turn your whole block
Into a bloody Elm Street ♪
♪ I am the Grim Reaper
To all sleepers ♪
Damn.
Now we finna gotta
help this nigga.
♪ Grandmaster, only
wear What's worthy ♪
Break that shit up.
I said break that shit up!
Man, cap this fool!
Bodies are bad for
business, nigga.
Fuck y'all!
Stealing all our
goddamn customers.
Nigga, I been gave
Bleek a chance
a long time ago to get down.
Guess what happened? He
let his ego get in the way.
Bleek put us on, so
fuck what you saying.
Oh, so clearly he'd rather you
eat out the palm of his hand
than show you how
to be a boss, huh?
I'm the type of nigga who always
looks out for his people,
and all my people get paid.
The choice is yours.
Yeah.
Hey.
I came to borrow
Lucille's skillet.
Is she around?
Uh, she's in the shower.
How you doing, Charles?
Woman, you playing with fire.
I told you Meech saw us at
the strip club that night.
He does not
strike me as someone...
That's
beside the point.
I don't want us getting caught.
Well, neither do I.
But the more dangerous,
the wetter I get.
- See for yourself.
- Hey, listen, baby.
We can't keep sneaking
around like this.
Well, what if I
don't wanna stop?
We're having way too
much fun together.
Listen, maybe we can get a
room, but no more surprises.
Ooh, a hotel's a great idea.
You know, the E-Z Rest
has those vibrating beds.
You're gonna love
where my lips go.
I mean, come on now.
Save it for the E-Z Rest.
Mm.
Girl, I thought I
heard your voice!
I just wanted to borrow
your skillet and catch up.
I ain't seen you in
a month of Sundays.
Well, that's 'cause you
been working so much.
I'ma make some tea.
Can I offer you some?
I'd love some.
Hey, I'm not giving these
to those DEA assholes.
Hey, have you heard
anything from B-Mickie?
No, not since he
fled after the wire.
Yeah, I know all
the major players,
except this guy.
Uh, street name's Hoop.
Uh, he's been running
with Meech and Terry
since the 50 Boyz days.
Not much else is known.
Huh. Interesting.
I'll do a deep dive and
see what I can dig up.
Hey, Hoop, Curly ain't
no little boy no more, huh?
I'm just trying to follow
in your footsteps, Tee.
Cool, we're gonna need your
help stashing these bricks.
A'ight, bet.
Shit stink, don't it?
That's ghost pepper, garlic,
lemon, cayenne, vinegar
to throw dogs off.
So look, we're gonna
need you to take this.
Take your little-ass hand,
and stuff it all
the way back here.
Why not just use a golf club?
And risk puncturing 'em?
This is your moment to show how
serious you are to be in BMF.
Don't make us sorry
we ever trusted you.
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ Hold up, hold up, hold up ♪
♪ On some for-real shit, son ♪
♪ Niggas better stop playin' ♪
I knew you'd come knocking.
Guess what you
promised was real.
They quit and took the
rest of my crew with 'em.
Ah, damn. Can't say
I ain't warn yo' ass.
Your offer still stand?
Not if you plan on fucking
our shit up, it don't.
Listen, man. I ain't
bring them niggas over.
♪ Biggin' up Like
they some heavy hitters ♪
Not directly.
But your actions
created that shit.
Now, look, let me just
tell you like this.
If you want to be down,
you gotta be down.
You can't be out for
your fucking self.
I'm with that, so
long as Stone is.
Man, we getting money over here,
so as long as you
don't put Terrell
or my triflin'-ass
cousin on, we good.
We get you a seat right here.
♪ Let me find out ♪
♪ It's gonna be me and you ♪
♪ One on one till one
is done Ya through ♪
I'm high as fuck.
I understand why.
This that shit right here.
♪ My
eyes can't stray ♪
♪ My touch ♪
Why everything I love I lose?
♪ Sends me ♪
You ain't lose me.
You know,
you was the first guy to
make me feel beautiful.
That's 'cause that's the truth.
Did you know how it feel to
know that everybody
in the neighborhood
was demanding your attention?
But you only gave it to me.
- But when you went away...
- Mm-hmm.
I felt like Zoe lost her father.
I lost the only
man I truly love.
Well, mama always said that, um,
a bath and a nap fix everything.
Nigga, I
know you don't think
I'm 'bout to wash yo' ass.
What...
♪ Doing what
you like And making you ♪
♪ Top priority ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Don't overthink it ♪
♪ Baby, just bring it ♪
♪ Nothing holding
you back From me ♪
♪ You're never too far
away From my love ♪
♪ It's never too hard ♪
♪ Right here in my arms ♪
♪ Away from my love ♪
♪ It's never too hard ♪
♪ To get back touch ♪
♪ Right here in my arms ♪
♪ Hold you in my trust ♪
Come on, Mo!
So how was your trip?
Dope.
I crowned two Ohio kings.
Hey. Okay.
With K-9 down, a lot of
niggas is lined up for supply.
I'm still waiting on my girl
to finish lacing up the whips.
What happened to Duke?
Oh, Duke's out,
but I got a few good-ass
drivers that's ready to roll.
Yo.
Hey, babe.
I'ma take you to dinner tonight
to celebrate, after all.
Oh,
that's what's up.
That's what's up. Um...
I'ma wear something sexy
at the restaurant for you.
A'ight, a'ight.
Um, I'ma see you at 8:00, yeah?
All right. You too. All right.
Man, I told
your stupid ass
to stop fucking with Markisha
and her poisonous-ass pussy.
What the fuck I look like,
taking advice from a nigga
with not one, but
two baby mamas?
I don't trust that bitch, Tee.
You don't have to.
And for the record, her
pussy ain't poisonous.
It's actually paradise.
You should be worried
about B-Mickie
and not who I'm fucking.
Nigga, you is the most
softest, pussy-whipped nigga
I've ever met in my life.
Just don't be late to that
fuckin' skate party tomorrow.
I won't, nigga.
Soft-ass nigga, man.
Fucking L7.
Damn. You look
beautiful as hell.
- Thank you.
- Let me take your coat.
I got a surprise underneath.
What kind of surprise?
Come find out.
Damn, you wild as hell.
This is a surprise.
Putting
these together.
You keep doing your homework.
- Mama.
- Yeah, baby.
Nikki. Got y'all some gifts.
- It's for me?
- This for you right here.
Yes.
And for you, queen.
Take it, Mama. It
ain't gonna bite you.
Yo, Meechie, I love it.
- Do you?
- Yes!
- Oh.
- Thank you.
Oh, my goodness.
This is beautiful,
but where am I
gonna wear this to?
To the RollerCade.
I bought it out for everybody.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
I can invite my friends?
You can invite anybody you want.
For real?
Yo, I gotta call Karen,
Kierston, and Danielle.
I'm-yeah, I-I'm really... I'm
not sure that I can do this,
and-and I'm sure that your
father would not approve, so...
Listen, Mama.
Pops is his own man,
and you your own woman.
Sometimes, it won't hurt you
to just let your hair down
and do something for you.
This gonna be cute on me.
Yes, it is.
This one's a
little too hood for me.
I mean, I think you look
fly as fuck in all of 'em.
I'ma just get you
everything. How about that?
Thank you, baby.
♪ Temporary love ♪
♪ It ain't no doubt
About it, yeah ♪
My man, Wissam.
You've come up, Tee.
No more layaways?
No, sir.
You know, even when me and
Meech had shit in our pockets,
you always took good care of us.
Appreciate you.
That's what neighbors do.
We take care of one another.
And you know,
the funny thing is,
Black people always say, "Oh,
the Arabs take our gas stations.
They take our party stores,"
but D wouldn't be the
same without the Arabs.
Appreciate
your business.
Let me grab you a few
garment bags from the back.
A'ight.
Thank you, baby.
But I want you to do
something else for me.
What is that?
Thanks for
sweating my hair out.
Hey, I'm
just doing what I do.
You know I love it when
you beat that shit up.
You ready for round three?
I'm already locked and loaded.
- Babe.
- Yeah?
- You a boss now.
- Yeah.
It's time to start
acting like one.
You've gotta get rid of
this childish hairstyle.
Like, what is this?
Uh, I don't know. Uh...
You don't trust me?
A'ight, a'ight. Let's do it.
All right.
Turn around.
Okay.
It's gone.
You your own man, Tee.
- Whattup doe?
- Yo.
The RollerCade is
popping tonight.
I know, it would've
been way funner
if your gump ass could've
put on some skates.
Come on, man.
Tee, where the
hell is your tail?
Oh. Oh, yeah. Oh, I
f-forgot to tell you.
Uh, you know, I try to
switch things up a bit.
Nigga, that's
fucking high treason,
and you know what?
This got Markisha's stank
ass written all over it.
Chill.
You tender dick-ass nigga.
I ain't never seen a
motherfucker so pussy-whipped
in my life, man.
Hey, Ma. You-you
look incredible.
Pops coming by?
I think he had to work.
That's Pops.
Always working.
Love you.
I can't find my
rhythm with this vibrating bed.
Maybe we should put
in another quarter?
I don't think that's
the problem, Charles.
You're not here with me.
Maybe it's time
we call it quits.
What?
Why would you say that?
I've been
through this before.
My ex-husband and
I were swingers.
It still hurt when he continued
to see the other woman
we'd had a threesome with.
A threesome?
Damn.
What I'm saying is,
Lucille's my friend
and neighbor.
We borrow shit from
each other all the time.
It's probably time I
give you back to her too.
I'm glad you came.
Where's the kids?
They went to get snacks.
They begged me to come.
You sure it wasn't you?
♪ Oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh ♪
This motherfucker...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What the hell you doing, Wanda?
Yo, your brother is
on one right now,
and I'm about to
fuck this nigga up.
You already know Tee
don't got no sense,
which I've always admired
you for being the one.
Come on now, Wanda.
You've been A-1 since day one,
and I appreciate you for that.
Yeah, but loyalty don't
mean shit to him, Meech.
Disrespecting the fuck outta
me, bringing this bitch here.
I love Tee to death,
but he made his bed,
and you know that.
I know me and you haven't
always seen eye to eye, Wanda,
but you need to make your bed
and stop depending
on that nigga.
I got you, my nephew,
and the new baby.
- For real. I got you.
- Yeah.
This next
song's a couples skate.
If you don't have a partner,
I'm gonna need you
to clear the floor.
For those who do, let's roll.
C'mon,
Mama. Let's roll.
No, boy. No. I'm okay.
Come on, Mama.
You look too good not
to be dancing now.
Let me see some of them moves.
Oh, I got some moves.
- Mind if I cut in?
- Come on, Pops. You got it.
Ooh, watch yourself.
♪ A
feeling I can't explain ♪
♪ The love I lost
I found again ♪
♪ My broken heart ♪
They look so cute.
So do you.
Zoe would have loved this.
Yeah, but stick to the plan,
so we can bring her
home where she belongs.
Nigga, don't tell me what to do.
I got this.
- Fuck.
- I'm serious, man.
♪ It's all I got to give ♪
♪ My soul was lost ♪
Oh.
- ♪ In the dark of... ♪
- Right? That's some bull.
- You know that, right?
- Thank you, girl.
- Thanks.
Oh, shoot.
All right, so
mama, let me get my jacket.
Hey, what the hell's
wrong with you?
The E-Z Rest Motel, Charles?
You motherfucker.
A receipt from
the E-Z Rest Motel
this afternoon?
I just started
working a job there.
Well, why did they need
to rent you a room?
I must have accidentally
grabbed the wrong receipt
when I was cleaning up my tools.
I'm not dumb, Charles.
Who is she?
What are you talking about?
Answer the damn question!
Hey, Mom. Mom, Dad,
what's going on?
Your father just got
caught lying about
- the affair he's been having.
- What?
- Pops, is she telling the tr...
- Terry, just...
Get your hands off my damn son,
and go back to the bed
that you just left!
Let's go.
Nicole.
He had no priors, outside
of a sealed juvie record.
Mm, how'd you
get your hands on that?
You'd be surprised what a
wink and a smile could do.
So, um, about that kiss.
That was a one-time deal.
Okay.
There he is.
Whose house do
you think this is?
It's probably his girlfriend's,
and he's here for some
early morning nookie.
So do we go with the truck,
or stay on the house?
Oh, something big
must be going down.
He switched cars.
Wait.
Heath's file didn't
mention anything
about a military stint,
so I guess we follow
and see where it goes.
Calix?
Detective Jin.
I thought I was going
the speed limit.
What are you doing
in this vehicle?
It's my truck.
Well, we were following
a suspect to a house,
and then we see you pull
out of the same place.
I'm crashing at my
friend Clarence's place.
Get out the car please.
Driver's license.
Over there.
Where you headed?
Lansing.
A veteran support meeting
of the American Legion.
Oh.
Isn't he supposed to ask
permission before doing that?
What you hidin'?
Nothin'.
So if it's okay with you,
I'd like to go meet with
my fellow servicemen.
Drive safe.
Fuck.
That's strike one.
Bryant, you got a visitor.
Young lady?
Looks like our
luck is getting better.
I've, uh, done a lot
of thinking about what you said,
and those photos of Terry
and that other woman
really pissed me off.
I seen him with
her the other day.
I know this must be
incredibly hurtful,
but we are just glad that you
finally came to talk to us.
Look, you're doing
the right thing.
I'm not sure I am.
A-1 since day one.
A-1 since day one.
Uh, pardon me.
Could you-could you,
uh, speak up please?
And stay the fuck away
from me and my family.
- Excuse me?
- At the end of the day,
Terry is the father
of both of my kids,
and I ain't breaking
that bond for nobody.
Then what the hell you
bring your ass here for?
Man... man, fuck you and
them bogus-ass photos.
And that's
fucking strike two.
Let's get the fuck outta here.
Yeah, I need to
blow off some steam.
Um, remember when we were
running surveillance on Terry,
and you offered to
handle something for me?
I am not striking out today.
Now.
♪ Tell me
what you think about ♪
♪ Freaky thoughts, uh ♪
♪ I bet you like
To dream about ♪
♪ Me on top, oh! ♪
♪ If you had your way ♪
♪ Would you take me
straight To outer space ♪
♪ On your rocket ship ♪
♪ Let's fly ♪
♪ Let's explore ♪
♪ Our sexuality ♪
♪ Our sexuality ♪
♪ Let's explore ♪
♪ Let's explore ♪
- [singer] ♪ Our sexuality ♪
♪ Oh, whoa ♪
- [singer] ♪ Sexuality ♪
♪ All right, c'mon ♪
♪ I know you like it, baby ♪
Yo, what are we gonna do,
now that Mama found out
about Pops' affair?
Wait.
Yo, don't tell me
you knew about this
this whole time, Meech?
Tee, please.
You fuckin' somebody mama who
happens to be married, nigga.
Kill all the hypocritical
shit, like you a saint.
Come on. Take a moment.
Hey, man, Calix
made the money drop,
but Auntie got jacked.
By some crunchy, Black,
gold-toothed motherfucker.
Motherfucker, can't you
see me in front of you?
Oh, damn!
I'm sorry, ma'am.
Are you all right?
I got my license and
registration here.
Take-take my stuff.
And who the hell are you?
Run that truck.
Motherfucker.
I wish you
wouldn't have done that.
Damn. Lamar
must be watching us.
We probably gotta switch
this whole shit up again.
No, we don't, man.
I think I might know
where his ass is at.
Whattup doe?
What the fuck?
I'm on my way right now, man.
Where are you going that's more
important than this right now?
Listen, we gonna boycott
Lamar and freeze his ass out.
Anybody doing business
with that nigga
stays in the dark
with us, flat out.
Spread the word, Auntie.
I got you, all right?
Where the fuck you
been at, nigga?
Fuck off me, man!
I'm killing Bryant!
You killing Bryant?
You can't merk
one-time, you fool.
He ain't
a fucking cop.
That nigga locked
me in the trunk,
transferred my mom to
a shitty-ass facility,
all because I wouldn't
bring his ass to you.
Now she's dead,
Meech.
And now that motherfucker
gotta get it too.
Hell no.
I can't let you
make that move, B.
Why the fuck you can't?
Nigga, what the
fuck he got on you?
Tell me!
That fucking gun.
The one I used on
Jay-Mo and Kato.
- What?
- I know.
I fucked up. I fucked up!
But-but this is how I'm
'bout to make shit right.
Hell no, nigga.
You gonna set us
back even further.
I ain't giving him
a fucking chance.
Not another one.
Did Bryant ever take you in
and register you as a CI?
Nah.
I mean, w-we met up on the low.
Was some incognito shit.
Which means he's
probably off the books,
so I doubt that gun's
even in evidence.
And that Chinese bitch
is his new partner,
so best believe she
don't know shit.
For all we know, it's
somewhere in his fuckin' house.
His car not here, so he
definitely ain't home.
You gotta go in there fast,
and make this shit
look like a robbery.
Go, nigga.
So this shit
stays between us, right?
Ain't nobody business.
Occupational hazard.
Um...
it's how I dealt with
my sister's death
and the pressures of life.
Why take my anger
out on other people
when I can take it
out on myself, right?
Look.
We all got shit to bear.
See you tomorrow.
Dad?
Dad, is that you?
Dad?
Ah!
Help!
Get in!
Help! Let
me out of here!
Help! Help!
Help!
Shut the fuck up!
Help!
Help! Let me out!
Help!
Kev, I'm home.
Boy, I know you
hear me calling you.
Kev?
Dad!
Help! Get me out of here!
Oh!
It's okay.
It's okay. I'm here.
I'm here now. It's okay.
Oh.
I fucked up.
I fucked up, Meech. Big time.
I fucked up. I fucked up.
- I fucked up.
- What the fuck you mean?
Did you get the gun?
No, I didn't get the gun. No.
There was somebody in
there! His son was in there!
I had to restrain him.
And once I saw the
lockbox, Bryant walked in.
Did he see you?
I should have fucking
popped him when I saw him!
Did he see you?
You sure?
No, he didn't see me!
And no, I didn't
get the fucking gun!
No!
Fuck, I wonder if he's
out to get me, man.
What?
What if he knows it was me, man?
What if...
I don't know what
to do. I don't...
I'm fucked up,
man. I'm fucked up.
I don't got nobody, Meech.
I don't...
- I fucked... fucked up.
- Look at me, man.
I fucked up!
Look at me.
Nigga, you my brother.
I got you forever.
I never let nothing
happen to you.
No matter what. I
always got yo' back.
Mm.
Science tells
us the universe expanded
'cause pressure,
matter, and energy
all pushed against each other.
But like I said,
I'm a man of faith.
So if there was a big bang,
that shit was preordained.
Like how me and Meech were
meant to push it to the limit,
but Bryant was
about to push back,
so bruh and I were gonna
have to gear up for battle.
♪ I ain't
ever makin' it out ♪
♪ I ain't ever makin' it out ♪
♪ I ain't ever makin' it out ♪
♪ Just acceptin' it now ♪
♪ I ain't makin' it out ♪
♪ When I was about five ♪
♪ Evil things Came
to my doorstep ♪
♪ And said what's up? ♪
♪ At first it wasn't love
But I was still right there ♪
♪ Not much to
grasp Open hands ♪
♪ Gave in, latched on To
what was always there ♪
♪ I did things I
shouldn't have ♪
♪ Yeah, had me scared
But I'd do it again ♪
♪ Just to get right here ♪
♪ Good, good life But
the baddest beware ♪
♪ I'm the king of it all
The one ruler that could ♪
♪ 'Cause he bleeds and breeds
Every part of his hood ♪
♪ Appreciate the top When
you grew in the mud ♪
♪ Forever misunderstood The
man that did and could ♪
♪ Now that's just what I am ♪
♪ The coolest kid
With the crown ♪
♪ Either get ahead
Or get down ♪
♪ I turn it up
Like the sound ♪
♪ DJ on the rounds Got
them rockin' the ground ♪
♪ When the sun come around ♪
♪ Back to the only
way I know to live ♪