Blood & Ice (2026) Movie Script
(film reel whirring)
(car engine revving)
(dramatic music)
Them other flyers
(suspenseful hip hop music)
(display beeping)
You know, I was really
starting to admire y'all niggas,
how you don't rat on your homies.
I get it.
I wouldn't rat on mine either.
But you know,
that soul is still gonna burn.
I'm not heartless though, so
since you're gonna die and all,
might as well have your last shot, right?
One for the road.
(suspenseful music continues)
Psyche nigga, I would never.
(liquid splashes)
Matter of fact,
I got a little surprise for you.
Keep that same energy, niggas.
(engine revving)
(tires squealing)
(car roaring)
(car door clicks)
(car door slams)
(car beeping)
Yo, what the fuck?
What the fuck?
Get the fuck fuck out. (Grunts)
Bye, niggas.
Honestly, niggas.
(dramatic music)
(gun clicks)
What is it?
Tell him where. Tell
him where we have guns.
Tell him where the guns are! Tell him!
This is how you raise your soldiers?
This is how y'all niggas doing it?
(scoffs) Pathetic, man.
What then?
Tell him. Tell him where the guns are.
Tell him.
I fear for life, homie.
(gunshot blasts)
(soft music)
(singer vocalizing)
And just like that,
another motherfucker smoked.
Six years.
Six long years.
The city's been drowning
in a sea of bullets.
FCF against JDN.
Blow for blow.
Body for body.
Every move, another get back.
Another mother crying.
All for the power to rule the streets.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What the fuck do you think
Leading niggas into the fire
(singer vocalizing)
(dramatic solemn music)
Hell, man.
Who the fuck are these crackers?
We needed more guns,
right? This will be quick.
Just have my back.
Man, what the fuck you got me into, man?
Take my other piece.
Word?
Alright, man.
I know these white
motherfuckers. Let's get busy.
Alright.
(display beeping)
Mr. Tyrone,
it's a pleasure.
Hey, what's up, baby?
Still beautiful as ever.
You people are always late.
Shut up, Asha.
Man, why are you people always white?
And the blood is always red, huh?
What the fuck you say?
You heard him.
Calm that shit the fuck down, yo.
We came here to discuss business,
not talk shit to each other.
Indeed.
These people are not professional.
We should leave.
(both speaking in foreign language)
I did not come all this way for nothing.
Control your fucking poodles,
because all this barking
ain't good for business.
Ha ha, we've been
waiting and we are hungry.
[Group] Starving.
Starving.
Yo, ten kilos.
FCF's finest.
They will be judge of that.
(Taiena speaks in foreign language)
Woof.
(suspenseful music)
(bag unzips)
Yo, I expect these shits to be powerful.
Oh, please.
Boys and their toys.
Ciao.
(suspenseful music)
I'll be up for a toy.
But yo, what's up, nigga?
I thought you said you ain't
had no more coke, nigga.
Yeah, I got coke,
but not for you, nigga.
This was important.
This shit is shit, man.
This shit feel heavy and good.
- Mm-hmm.
- Right?
I don't have to borrow yours anymore.
Nigga, you still gonna borrow my shit.
(dramatic music)
(smooth hip hop music)
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
So drop that stuff in the bag
I want that shit, I talk that shit
I smoke too, bliss to the bank
- What's up, G?
- Good morning, man.
Morning, my man.
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Morning, babe.
Good morning, baby.
Come here.
How did you sleep?
Same shit, I didn't.
Yeah, well, this money
been hittin' like a waterfall
and I want to keep it that way.
I'm gonna need you to re-up for us today.
Bet.
Gabrielle, bring the breach.
I'm gonna add it to my error list.
(light hip hop music)
What y'all gonna do until I get back?
We'll figure it out.
Yeah, there's always something to do.
(light hip hop music)
- Get me something to drink?
- Mm-hmm.
(dramatic music)
Hey yo, check this out though, man.
I want to double up, alright?
Two keys.
Naomi told me triple.
I made a special order for him.
Nigga, you talking to
my shorty about business?
She said it was for you, nigga.
Her? You?
Y'all running together, right?
Alright, whatever, nigga.
Just make sure you get my shit.
Look, I ain't trying
to break up a happy home.
But if I give you three bricks,
will you shoot my head off?
Two bricks, nigga.
That's it.
Why you out here doing
all this extra shit, man?
Well, nigga here, take the shit.
Whatever you do, just leave
the shit in the car, man.
Remember, just make sure
too, like the fuck I said.
Hey, yo.
What the fuck is going on?
It's time for some get back, my nigga.
(dramatic music)
(person muttering)
(gunshot blasts)
(suspenseful music)
(camera shutter clicking)
Are we even now?
Fuck JDN and fuck the treaty.
Can't forget that.
Damn, man.
Oh, yo.
You sliding or not, nigga?
Nigga, I asked you a
question down there, nigga.
Yo, calm down, nigga.
I am calm, nigga.
What you doing down there?
Huh?
- What?
Are you coming to the spot with us?
No, you sliding?
Nigga, are you fucking dumb?
What's in the bag?
Why would I do a fucking drill
with coke in the bag, nigga?
You trying to get niggas locked up?
Man, you know better than that.
All right, nigga.
Go at him, nigga.
Go at Brand.
Hold on.
Time out. Time out.
Wait a second.
Wait a second, nigga.
This straight, man.
What do you think is this?
Don't you got the figure?
Are you trying to get
locked up out here, nigga?
Why you got that shit
hanging out like that?
- Oh this?
- Oh this?
(gun cocks)
I bring this to the
family teacher conference.
I be leaning away and shit.
Let me guess.
Let me take a lucky guess.
You got one too, right?
Always got my shit on me.
Dumb and dumber, nigga.
What's wrong with y'all niggas, man?
They killed this nigga
right in front of me, nigga.
(dramatic music)
(car engine revving)
What the fuck you gonna do?
Could have been me, nigga.
Fuck all that.
What if it was me, hey?
What if it was me, hey?
What if it was me?
Family, right?
Family come first.
That's what you told me.
The fuck are we gonna do?
You ain't gonna bust your gun for me?
The fuck going on, bro?
I'll tell you what else, Tone.
Never point a gun at me, my nigga,
unless you're gonna take me out.
That's number one.
Now, come here, man.
Bring it in.
Bring that shit in, man.
Calm the fuck down.
This shit about to get heavy.
I promise y'all, we're gonna dredge.
But, y'all niggas
can't make a move without me, understood?
Understood, nigga?
Ah. (Chuckles)
- Huh?
- Understood.
Hey, yo, get back here.
Get back here, nigga.
We're about to toast up
for my nigga, Reet, man.
FCF, nigga.
Family come first.
Always, niggas.
- FCF.
- Die on that.
Understood?
- FCF.
- FCF, my nigga.
(dramatic hip hop music)
Yo, what the fuck are you doing?
Yo, what the fuck?
- Hey, man.
- Don't come at me like that.
Yo, real quick, get out the kitchen.
What the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck?
Why are you grabbing me like that?
Why I'm grabbing you like that?
Why you got them in
here dancing like that?
This ain't no fucking club.
They've been working hard all week.
What the fuck?
They can have fun once in a while.
They can have fun once
in a while out of here.
Where's my, where's my shit?
Hold on, man.
Ice, what the fuck?
There was more than
enough for three in here.
Was it? Huh?
Or was it up your fucking nose?
Don't touch me.
Yo.
Did you tell Tyrone
I went to see Dezmyn?
I didn't tell him anything.
He asked if you were here.
I said you were out.
Hmm.
Well, he told me you said that.
Well, he must have bumped
his fucking head on the rocks.
I ain't say shit.
Hmm.
Tyrone always trying to mind fuck niggas.
Well, that's your boy.
You're a nigga.
Anyway, that yayo in there is extra shit.
Me and the girls, we about
to party our asses off.
So, the least you could have done
was bring in some pizza
instead of complaining.
Pizza?
(laughs) You think bitches
doing yayo want pizza?
Man, they want hard dick and Hennessy.
Listen.
Come here, man.
The reason I ain't get that extra brick
is because the street's
hot right now, alright?
So, we gotta figure out.
For real, extra attention mean cops, man?
We ain't trying to do all that.
What you gonna have to do
is find a way to distribute it faster
and then we can get it rolling like that.
The streets is always hot.
What's new?
You wanna get some money or what?
'Cause this small thinking shit ain't it.
Oh, man.
Look, alright. I got you.
Y'all wanna party, right?
Yeah! Huh?
Fuck outta here, man.
I'll get you your bottle
of Henny, alright?
But you get your own fucking pizza.
(dramatic music)
(cellphone buzzing)
Yo, what's good?
Yeah, I'll get it done.
Bet.
(engine roaring)
(tires screech)
(cellphone buzzing)
What's up, chica?
How's the superstar?
Yeah, I'm settling in.
How's the Mecca?
It's been good so far.
Okay, that's what's up.
It's so beautiful.
It still ain't Atlanta though.
It's a lot faster.
More rambunctious.
I hear that, baby girl.
But the men are fine as fuck.
Ha ha, 10 points.
Yeah, bonus.
Don't get caught up
being in the crib too much.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna
go out later and work.
That's what's up.
Yeah, I'll definitely keep you updated.
I gotta run.
You know Ace wants my ass back on set.
I'm gonna call you tomorrow.
Thanks for calling and
checking on me, baby girl.
Of course, baby girl.
Okay, love you.
- Love you too.
- Bye.
Bye.
(dramatic music)
(display beeping)
What's up, Stevie?
What's up, Rihanna?
How's it going out there?
Pretty good.
They really like the hot honey pizza.
Oh my gosh, same story every day.
They love it.
(suspenseful music)
I don't want no problem.
I don't want no problem.
I don't want no problem.
What the fuck?
Come on, look.
We gotta get out of here, man.
They 'bout to spray bullets in here.
What?
I don't got time to explain to you.
We gotta go. You understand?
- No!
- What the fuck you mean no?
Huh?
You wanna die or do you wanna go home?
Ha ha! Yeah!
(guns cocking)
I swear, you're making this
shit too easy for me, nigga.
(group shouting)
(gunshots blasting)
Let's go!
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
Damn.
Man, I smell pussy. (Spits)
(smooth hip hop music)
Look, sorry, I'm sorry
I'm doing the most
That's it, baby
I know what I know
Me, you, and some of your friends
That's all that I know
I'm gonna take it, talk too much
You finna die, homie
(dramatic music)
(smooth R&B music)
(display beeping)
Hello?
Hello?
(door creaks)
Hi.
Hey, I'm Rihanna.
Are you guys accepting resumes?
No.
(dramatic music)
- Hello.
- Hi.
I brought my resume.
So, I'm from Atlanta and
have a lot of experience.
Yeah, aight.
Okay.
(dramatic music)
(smooth hip hop music)
Yeah
She don't believe the receipts
She had a nigga locked out of the crib
You think she's sweet
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
No, no
(dramatic music)
(engine roaring)
Thank you again.
See you then.
See you later.
Life is crazy, man.
What the?
What the? Yo!
(light hip hop music)
I'll give it to you tomorrow, man.
Fuck.
(dramatic hip hop music)
Running this shit like Emmet
Give it real gang, no scrimmage
Keep a few short so I spend it
Tell 'em everything but the business
Running up in the pandemic
She like the vibes that I'm sending
She like the vibes that I'm sending
Pending, bust like anything bend it
Treat her like curve and up in it
Then I gotta jet like bend it
Niggas can't fuck with me, hell nah
I picked them boys
up and they fell off
Stock went down like a sell-off
(engine rumbles)
(display beeps)
You okay?
Not the best day.
Shit, bro.
Speak for yourself, nigga.
The money we made today?
Take the good with the bad.
How much?
Calculating the excess loss,
paid for the workers and Rio,
about 15% since last week.
Business picks up in the fall.
Yeah, well.
Could be the new girl's not still in.
With the pace of the
new schedule I set up,
we'll be up before we even go dry.
That's what I like to hear.
Yeah, I've been
stepping on the extra too.
Selling it for half price.
Genius.
I know.
Keep doing what you need to do though.
Run the streets.
Keep your niggas safe.
(gentle music)
And take care of me.
You know I got you.
Me and you?
We gonna get this money.
Together.
I wanted you any way
And I still wait on you any day
Why do I want you anyway
But I still want you any way
Any way, yeah
Ooh
(romantic music)
I wanted you any way
And I still wait on you any day
Why do I want you anyway
But I still want you any way
Anyway
I didn't know exactly what to do
And I know my future
doesn't start with you
Tell me why you're acting such a fool
But I want you, girl, I want you
I didn't know exactly what to do
And I know my future
doesn't start with you
Tell me why you're acting such a fool
(footsteps thudding)
Now I'm gonna fuck this up.
Yo, Ice!
Who else do these belong to, Ice?
Yo?
Shit, I don't know. It could be anyone's.
Anyone's?
What?
Wake the fuck up!
Ice!
Why the fuck am I finding bitches' shoes
in our motherfucking car?
Wake up!
Hello?
Ice?
Are you dead ass?
Ice!
Man.
Don't tell me.
It's not what you think, honey.
So, whose is it?
It could be anyone's, man.
You the one who got
Zeus' network out there.
It could be anyone of them.
Are you dumb?
You left home last night.
My girls don't go nowhere.
I walk to the car and find
a bitch's shoes in there?
Yeah, and I fucked you last night.
- Whose is it, Ice?
- Was I lacking any nut?
Yo, you full of shit.
Get the fuck off me.
What's wrong with you?
Huh?
- Get outta my-
- You trippin' right now.
- Trippin'?
- Yeah.
What's up with all this emotion?
Emotion?
Yeah, I don't recognize you right now.
- Yo, recognize?
- What's going on with you?
You on your period?
Fuck you!
This shit with Dezmyn
better not be over no bitch!
You're risking our whole
operation being messy!
Yeah, I heard. I heard.
You didn't pull up when
your niggas needed you to.
Yeah, left 'em hanging.
Pick a side and clean your shit up.
Pick a side?
Pick a side? Ha!
Tyrone running his
fucking mouth again, huh?
Yeah, yeah.
Listen to me, okay?
Tell that nigga don't
be calling my girl again
or I'm gonna break his fucking jaw.
Empty threats, right?
This isn't a joke, Ice.
What the fuck is this about, huh?
What is it about?
Is it about Dezmyn?
Is it about Rihanna?
Or is it about the fucking coke?
Rihanna?
I thought this was just a ride.
You tell me what my problem is.
I just wanted some fucking rest.
Well, I guess that shit's a done.
Get the fuck out of here, yo.
There no way of sleeping
through that shit.
(smooth Latin music)
(vocalist singing in Spanish)
(suspenseful music)
Wakey, wakey.
You, go to the grocery store.
You're on baking.
Yes sir.
Arm yourselves too.
Dezmyn, what are you doing here?
What?
Can't I check on my new employee?
What kind of boss would I
be if I didn't care about,
if I didn't care about your welfare?
Are you saying that you think I'm a
harebrained boss?
Dezmyn, I know you didn't miss calls.
Hey, I like to do all
my conversations in person
because on the phone here,
on the phone so much is lost!
You just, you can't...
(Dezmyn shouts)
(suspenseful music)
Sit down, girl.
Oh, you just woke up.
Not even coffee.
On the phone you didn't...
Damn, just you trippin'.
(suspenseful music)
You
didn't
come to work
last night.
I...
I, I, I did.
I, I, I!
I heard the gunshots
and I was afraid, Dezmyn.
I ran for my life.
I didn't know what else to do.
(Dezmyn laughs)
You didn't...
You didn't call the police, my cherie?
(Dezmyn shouts)
No, no.
Fuck the police.
(laughs) You see, 'cause
I locked the backdoor,
but it could not have been you, no.
You just
got here.
Right?
Maybe.
Maybe a little bad timing!
Or you are
the fucking
enemy.
I would never.
One hell of a first day though!
One hell of a first day!
You are.
You gotta make a choice,
either the family over here
or you're a witness.
And threaten my success.
I am not a witness.
I would never undermine you
or your business, or...
Look, I don't know what you
have going on in your life,
but I can assure you I'm
not gonna get in your way.
Yes!
Yes!
You are certainly convincing.
Round of applause! (Claps)
But a good actress is also a perfect liar.
And the Oscar,
the Oscar
goes to
her!
Found her resume, see?
Do you remember?
Do you remember, Roman?
Had the superhero actress in it was right!
You're so good!
Yes!
It has your address,
your emergency contact information
and it also had your
mother's phone number.
Hold this, please, Buzzy.
Buzzy, you are the fucking man.
It had your mother's phone number.
Right?
And we're gonna go visit her.
No, that's, that's,
that's too impersonal!
Not for my
exemplar employee.
So, Buzzy, where?
Up here.
Where are we going?
Come tell her, Buzzy. Come tell her.
Where are we going on vacation?
Mama's in Northeast Atlanta.
Longer Heights, right?
That's an expensive neighborhood.
It's very expensive.
I think it's on, uh,
cottage on, uh,
Dale drive.
A cottage!
Who doesn't like s'mores?
Okay.
- Dezmyn.
- Hmm?
I swear on my life, I had
nothing to do with this.
Okay.
Well,
well, welcome
welcome, excuse me.
I lost my attention.
Welcome to the family.
But you are an artiste,
an actress,
and a damn good one, a creator!
Why don't you
go create some breakfast
over there, bitch?
'Cause we hungrier than
a motherfucker, though.
Yeah, I like mine's over easy.
(suspenseful music)
Yo, eat shit.
Punk his ass, kick his ass.
Yo, lose anyone?
What the fuck? No.
No, they're Flaco's niggas.
What the fuck you talking 'bout?
Some shit just came up, nigga.
What? Oh yeah, some shit just came up?
Yo, you got this bro?
Yeah, of course.
(engine roaring)
Yo, why you always
telling her gang shit?
Because you don't ever fucking
answer your phone, nigga.
Yo, of course I'm gonna call your shorty
to see where you at.
(engine roaring)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
Yo, Dez.
Buzzy?
Be always practicing.
Me and you should take
that nigga out ourselves.
You know, get the cleats dirty.
Yeah. (Laughs)
Like, like in the days
of old, in the beginning.
I like it, Buzzy, but I
think he's expecting that.
Plus I still can't figure
out who that gun connect is.
Now we start spending real money,
jumped all in.
Call a meeting with the Fed.
Still,
gimme a chance,
I'll still put one between his eyes.
(suspenseful music)
What up, ladies?
- Hey baby.
- What up, bro?
So, you Gucci?
Yeah, I'm just glad to be home, yo.
I'm fucking tired.
- You been drinking?
So have you.
Waiting on that third key
gonna put us behind schedule.
We were in the best shape we've ever been.
Now we gotta wait on big orders.
Come on, man.
Can we talk about it in the morning?
We ain't gotta deal with that right now.
You never wanna talk about business.
This is important, Ice.
Come on, man.
Listen, we not getting no more drugs, yo.
We not doing that.
We not about to ruin our operation.
You always trying to play it safe.
You sound like a pussy.
Yo, you better watch your fucking mouth.
Oh, Ice cooling down, right?
Sometimes I wonder if
you even have the balls
to take us to the next level.
Man, look around.
Shit, I think I'm doing just fine.
Oh yeah, compared to who?
There's niggas out
there making real money.
Well, go find them niggas out there.
Oh, I will, and hopefully
he's pussy better than acting like one
Keep talking shit, man.
Y'all gotta sit the fuck down
or I'll blow you motherfuckers up.
That's what you wanted, right?
- Yeah, see?
- Do it.
This is how you act.
We'll be fucked in a minute.
Then fuck me.
Get your, get your drunk ass outta here.
Fuck y'all looking at?
There he go, always running away.
Don't forget your guns.
This bitch, man.
Stupid as fuck, man.
This dumb ass.
(engine rumbling)
What the fuck?
(tires screeching)
Yeah!
Girl, you deserve so much better.
- It's the ops, yo.
- What the fuck?
Come on, get the up. It's the ops, man.
- Wait, what the fuck?
- Yo, get the fuck up, yo!
The ops out there! What the fuck?
Ready to run from me, oh
Ooh
(dramatic music)
(guns cocking)
Who's out there?
I don't know.
It's probably one of them punk ass niggas
you was talking about.
That's who, man.
And you know what? I thought about it.
Don't you ever put your fuck hands on me.
Shut the fuck up, babe.
Nigga, where's the clip at?
Where'd the clip go?
- It's upstairs!
Go check upstairs!
You dumb ass.
- I should fuck you up.
Would you die for me
(dramatic music)
(guns cocking)
Yo, I don't see anybody.
Fuck.
Yo, Gina, I need you to go upstairs
and get the motherfucker.
(dramatic music)
Would you slide for me
Slide for me, slide for me
Pistol on my side
And you right there
ready to ride for me
For me, for me
So close, so close
Would you slide for me
Would you ride for me
Would you die for me
Would you ride for me
I don't see anyone!
Pistol on my side
And you right there
ready to ride for me
They got me fucked up.
(gun cocking)
(dramatic music)
(gunshots blasting)
Yo gangster, where the fuck you at?
(engine roaring)
(gunshots blasting)
Would you ride for me
Fuck!
(dramatic music)
(display beeping)
- Hey you.
- What up, babe?
Where'd you go?
Just driving around, cleared my mind.
Okay, well Gabby's cousin stopped by
and picked up a couple ounces
so we should be fully out by tomorrow.
Who's Gabby?
One of your little
bimbo chicks, you know?
Yeah.
(laughs) You good at this shit.
- What?
- Being a trap queen.
I sold the extra two so we
have enough to put up a hand.
A hand? Five kilos?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, fuck it.
Run it up then, shit.
You got a change of heart?
Nah man, I just don't feel like arguing.
Fair enough. I'll put in the order.
It's get money season, baby.
Hey, get money season.
Sneak in there. Get money season.
Yo, have you ever thought of
like stacking up our money,
getting our shit together
and getting outta here?
Like, buying a big ass house and you know,
have some kids or some
shit running around?
Leave all this dumb
ass street shit behind.
Get the fuck outta here.
You been watching too much Disney.
Smart ass mouth, yo.
Dang.
- Yeah.
But niggas is tired, yo. For real.
Hey.
Serve my family, we'll rise.
FCF.
Hey, gang.
Till I die.
We in this for life.
We made the best of it.
Me and you, king and queen.
(haunting music)
Yesterday he was at
Disney World in the parade.
Fellas.
Rollercoasters, having
a good time as we should.
Before we get started,
let's get one thing straight.
It's really lonely out on the streets.
From what I've been hearing by rumor,
you guys have been
getting your asses kicked.
You see the treaty's over.
Paradise is gone.
This is a new era
and if you wanna get paid
you're gonna have to do some work.
You guys owe me some money.
We did some cop work for nothing.
Get a witness to testify.
I'll file a RICO charge.
We'll get a raid warrant
on Tyrone and FCF.
Fuck all that.
These niggas gotta die.
You over here talking about raid warrants
and it needs to have a professional touch.
You and your friends, your boys.
How many?
I got 10 guys.
Professionals.
(guns cocking)
But the tax is going to be heavy
just in case there's
any collateral damage.
I can lie with the best of 'em.
But to tell these families
that their fucking hero died
fucking around with some
fucking ghetto gang bangers?
I'm gonna need to put
something in their mailbox.
You feel me, player?
You wanna play this game?
You gotta take what comes along with it.
You feel me, player?
With that S on your chest
See how tough it get
banging on my door
Come and get your head split
With that S on your chest
See how tough it get
Banging on my door
With that S on your chest
Ain't your best
Get your head split
Big split, big split
Pull up with the baddest bitch
Watch her shoot 100 clips
She a shooter
100, 100, 100
What's up? Is Naomi here?
Who the fuck are you?
The motherfucker that is paying you.
(suspenseful music)
So what you picking up or dropping off?
Well, it depends.
Are you offering?
(door creaks)
Come in.
Thank you.
Alright, alright.
(door clicks shut)
You can have a seat.
Still got that attitude, huh?
Okay, okay.
Shoot.
(dramatic hip hop music)
(haunting vocal music)
So there you go.
Hold it. Hold it like that.
Two hands, not that one shit, alright?
This ain't the movies.
Alright? You will get killed.
Hold it up.
Hold it straight. Yeah, there you go.
You want to aim, look here.
Put your finger on the trigger.
Make sure you breathing right.
Kill that nigga.
(both laughing)
Oh my God. You are a bad influence.
Who?
(laughs) You.
Is it working?
Am I turning you into a bad girl?
No, but I might have
to start pretending.
Well, you better really start pretending
to hold this shit up.
(both laughing)
Cherry. Hi.
Woo-hoo!
Your hands, they're,
they're shaking.
What's the matter, Riri?
What?
Because these glasses say
they're 15 cents apiece.
(Dezmyn shouting)
I'm good. I'm focused.
See, I'm an animal when it comes to this.
Finesse queen. (Speaks
in foreign language)
Yes.
But I recall
that you just better behave.
Lost all your cool.
Right there.
Babe, smile. No.
You're the face of this whole place.
Hey.
And no one likes a sour. (Shouts)
Baby.
Pretty.
Yes.
Yes. Good girl.
Riri!
Smile better.
(energetic music)
(group chattering in Spanish)
Welcome to the Alley Pizza Lounge.
What can I get for you?
(guest speaking in Spanish)
I don't think we have it. Anything else?
Tequila.
(guest speaks in Spanish)
And what can I get for you?
Amigo, why don't we
take this conversation,
take it
to the back?
(Dezmyn laughs)
(gun cocking)
You be practicing.
Where's Ice?
(dramatic music)
- It's him, that was him.
- No.
If this nigga finds out
that I talked to him,
Ice is gonna kill me himself.
I don't give a fuck
what Ice thinks, nigga.
I'll kill you right now.
I'll tell Ice I was
selling this shit to you
before the treaty.
Fuck that treaty, nigga.
(suspenseful music)
Get the fuck up outta here, man.
Well, look who came
out the fucking fridge.
This nigga Ice.
What you doing here, pussy?
- So you're not gonna say it?
- Take your shirt off.
(haunting suspenseful music)
(footsteps tapping)
Mm, these are good.
No, I'll let you know
when we need three more.
Hey Terry.
Let's talk moolah.
Shit, for now.
If it wasn't for that fucking treaty,
I would've been blowing
your fucking face off.
You know that?
You ask me to play this.
Y'all think y'all rushing on
(guns cocking)
In reality.
- I don't fuck with that.
- In reality what?
Fuck you FCF niggas, man.
(group chattering)
Say something else.
(guns cocking)
- You hear that?
- Huh?
That warehouse on the east side.
Tattoo parlor.
Tattoo shop.
Barrow Heights.
And then my apartment in Harlem.
See, we have to mix some things up,
but sometimes that's
just how the rhythm flow.
We heard you dealing with some trouble.
I hope this doesn't
interfere with our business.
Your consistency started
to become an asset for us.
Don't be making shit
outta shit that ain't shit
'cause yo, who gives a shit?
We do.
You promised us a smooth distribution.
Where there's war, there's bodies.
Where there's bodies,
there's a cop right behind
taking a statement.
(solemn music)
(gunshot blasts)
And I
have it under control, right?
(solemn music)
(footsteps tapping)
Cheers.
Tattoo parlor.
- Hey.
Barrow Heights and
my apartment in Harlem.
What'd you think?
See, you have to make
some things up, buddy.
What is this?
So these two fine ass Dominican men
came into the bar, right?
And Dezmyn took them to the back.
So I figured they must be important.
So I recorded their conversation.
How the fuck did you do that?
Like I said, I'm a spy.
And wait, this, this, their location
with they drops and all that information?
I listened to it, like, 10 times.
You're a fucking genius!
Oh my God. This is everything.
So I say that we go to the locations,
take all their fucking
money, say fuck Dezmyn,
and go to like, LA, or Miami.
- When did you record this?
Like, an hour ago.
- At the, at the bar?
- Yeah.
(eerie hip hop music)
(dramatic music)
(both speaking in Spanish)
A little booze and concha,
he start acting like me.
The horny wolf. (Howls)
Tanya! What the fuck?
Tanya, stop acting like a fucking child.
I'm fucking hungry. (Speaks in Spanish)
I'm gonna bring you to the motherland.
Selling me the chain. (Laughs)
(dramatic music)
Ah!
[Automated Voice] Voicemail
mailbox is full. Goodbye.
Like, why is this nigga not answering?
(gunshots blasting)
What the fuck?
I'm calling and calling and calling.
Fuck is this about?
Ungrateful ass nigga, that's what he is.
(solemn music)
You still getting the voicemail?
Fuck him.
Nah, nah. Don't trip.
He always comes back.
Man, we were a toxic mix.
Ambitions tearing us apart.
Our relationship shattered
and I did nothing to help.
Oh nah, don't beat yourself up.
Our ambitions need to grow
just like seeds in the soil.
And don't let no one dim your light.
That was cute.
Nah, for real. I'm serious.
Do you know you deserve better?
You need a man who will put you first.
Someone who thinks big
and wants the world,
like you.
We will be the king and queen of snowfall
for this whole city.
Tone, I mean
Listen, I think about this every day.
Now I want you to think about it for once.
We'll talk about it later.
Right now let's forget about Ice
and do what's right in front of us.
(gentle sensual music)
(distant siren wailing)
(man speaking in Spanish)
Hey you good?
What's up?
(man speaking in Spanish)
Come on, nigga.
Fuck!
(gunshot blasts)
(sirens wailing)
- Rihanna!
- No!
Rihanna, get in the car!
Let's go! Let's go!
Get in the car, yo!
First flight tomorrow please.
Yeah, I know.
I'm still pretty shaken up.
I told you the city is trouble.
Yeah, the city is not what it seems.
Thank God he was there to save you.
It could have been worse.
So what's the wait now?
I'm gonna be on the first
flight tomorrow morning.
Good.
And hey look, I'll pay
you back as soon as I can.
You know I will.
Don't worry about it, babe.
Okay, thank you Sammy.
Thank me when you get back.
Yeah, I will.
- Bye, babe.
- Okay.
- Mwah.
- Mwah.
Bye.
- Yeah.
- Okay babe.
(gentle music)
(car horn honks)
Hey, better him than you.
They were good guys, honestly.
No one in this business is a good guy.
You need to get that out your head.
Including you?
I'm not pretending.
So you tell yourself the
same thing, same excuses?
And I'll go to the closest store,
grab the strongest shit
and I'll drink it
just hoping, um,
hoping I could black out
enough to where.
I don't pull that trigger.
(solemn guitar music)
I guess I am pretending.
I ain't never said that
out loud to anyone.
You get me?
You got me feeling weird, man.
Thugs don't got feelings like that.
Brycen, life is fragile.
You're better than this.
All it takes is for you
to just move far away.
A new start, like,
with the people who actually
care about you and love you.
See your full potential.
See, I feel good when I'm with you, man.
Because you all, you all pure and sweet.
But.
I'm fucking bad and everybody
I want you to feel good.
I want you to feel loved and appreciated.
I want you inside me.
(light guitar music)
I say that we go to the locations,
take all their fucking money.
Say fuck Dezmyn.
I did say Dezmyn.
Fuck Dezmyn. I'm in the spot.
What's up?
It's so cold I can't
breathe without you
(smooth R&B music)
Um, actually,
I'm gonna run to the
ladies' room really quick.
Um, well, just wait here for me, okay?
Alright, bet.
Make sure you hurry that sexy ass up.
Mm-hmm.
We will kill anyone
Anyone, anyone
Anyone, anyone
Pull up in a black jeep
Silencer in my lap
If you love me, show me
that it's more than that
Would you shoot for me
Let's ride the moon
and sell it back to who
How what you gonna do
(solemn R&B music)
So call back my pistol,
stay stuck to me
(solemn R&B music)
(cellphone buzzing)
Oh, it's Dezmyn.
Ugh.
- Oh my god.
- I gotta take this.
- What you doing?
I'm sorry.
I'll be, I'll be right back.
(cellphone buzzing)
(light R&B music)
(bell dinging)
(telephone ringing)
Talk to me.
You dead ass? When?
Everything?
God, how the fuck?
These niggas, they
gotta, okay, call Buzzy.
Call Buzzy. Call Buzzy.
We going, we going, we going.
I said call Buzzy!
(suspenseful music)
What's happening?
What's happening? What's happening?
Amigos.
(Dezmyn singing)
The wheels on the bus
go round and round
Round and round
Round and round
Right, mami?
(engine roaring)
(energetic music)
- Successful day.
- Yes girl.
Gimme my money
Dezmyn?
Hi, bitch.
(gunshot blasts)
Sit down! Sit down!
See you in there,
(Dezmyn laughs)
Happy nigga laughing, bitch.
You've been making a
lot of trouble for me,
you feckless little bitch.
I haven't even done anything.
What the fuck are you talking about?
You fucking out breed! Where is he?
Ice isn't here. He has a new bitch.
Stop that! Look at me.
Dezmyn, Ice is not here.
Get the fuck out!
Open your fucking mouth!
Hold the gun.
I want to break your fucking teeth.
What is his new shorty's name?
Dezmyn, you know me better than that.
Snitching?
This show used to
turn, it was yours then.
Man, what the fuck
are you talking about?
Are they yours?
Yo, I don't fucking belong to Ice.
Yes, queen.
Go wash your face.
Dezmyn, get the fuck out!
Get up! Get up!
Open the door!
Back up off your pocket, baby.
(suspenseful music)
Nigga, is this my controller?
Oh shit.
I was supposed to give that
back to you, man, long ago.
Nigga, how you rich and
always borrowing shit, man?
And then I gotta ask
to borrow my shit back.
I'm rich because I don't
have to spend my money.
Know what I mean?
I see it.
Hey, before I forget,
yo, where my guns at?
Yeah, right down there.
You'll see 'em.
- Oh hell no, nigga.
Man, yo, what the fuck is this?
Oh snap.
Yo, I gotta tell you,
I had a shorty come over last night.
Oh, this nigga.
She's a pediatrician.
Yo, I had to hide them last minute
because if she would've saw that,
she would've bugged the fuck out.
Nigga, I'm about to bug the fuck out.
Why you using my guns to
balance a fucking table, nigga?
Well, I would've cleaned 'em
before I gave 'em back to you.
Man whatever, nigga.
Hell look, man, I need to pick up.
Mm-hmm.
(birds chirping)
We found the Dominicans.
They were splat by the time we got there.
Someone clipped them coming out the bar.
Someone's been running their mouths
a little too fucking much.
I'm about to put belt
to ass on these streets.
And show them no mercy.
Just like they've done to us.
Hell yeah.
It's green light on all FCF members.
It's time to up the score.
(door clicks shut)
(footsteps thudding)
Nothing, huh?
You done handed your
five keys to tax free.
You want some? Okay.
We'll send this as a gift.
A gift?
Hey look now, man, we had a nice run.
But it's over.
Over? No, no.
You're not about to just
walk out that scene with me.
Why are you treating me like this?
Everything I do for you, I'm your girl.
Why are you doing me like this?
No.
Look man, you think
this toxic shit is real?
Look around, man.
This shit ain't, is this all you want?
You selling drugs and
running a bunch of hoes.
No, I don't. Is this about Rihanna?
Oh, damn.
Is she better than me? Huh?
Is she? Where'd you meet her at?
Where? In one of the strip clubs?
One of Tyrone's spots?
- Come on, man.
- Huh?
You're such a fucking hypocrite.
What is your obsession with change, huh?
What's the? You can't accept change?
Look man, you think you
can't do this without me?
You can and you will because I'm done.
No, no, no, no, no.
And how do you think she's
gonna react when she find out
that you get drunk every night
trying to kill yourself, huh?
- You.
- Huh?
What?
You think you think she can
handle that type of baggage?
You motherfucking understand why
because you surround yourself
around broken people, right?
To make yourself feel
more powerful, right?
But I see through that fucking mask.
I do, right?
You out here acting
like you changing lives.
You're not, you destroying 'em.
16 years, yo. 16 fucking years.
And what about FCF? Huh?
- Come on.
- What about our family, huh?
Listen man, I lost so many
people to this shit, man.
That shit hurt.
Listen, I made sure, check this out.
They will beat JDN and I made sure of it.
You sound like a bitch.
Selfish Ice, like always.
- Right, right, right.
- Like always.
Predictable.
Yo, where'd you get
the yayo from, huh? Huh?
You not gonna tell me that.
(suspenseful music)
No. No.
Where you going? No.
Look, get over here.
Come on man.
- No.
- Check this out.
- You know what?
Check this. Look, look.
- Get out.
- Yo. Relax, relax.
- No!
- Listen to me.
- No!
- You're gonna be fine.
No, no I can't do this.
Ice, you don't want me? Fuck you then.
You ain't never gonna be shit
but a ghetto ass drug dealer
with a stripper for mama and no daddy.
So go ahead. Walk out on me.
Walk out on me like you always did.
Fuck you!
(door slams shut)
(solemn music)
(ominous music)
If I'd known the
depth of your influence,
we would have crossed
paths far more often.
Glad you're here
because we're running a special right now.
Something for only those with an eye.
You've crafted yourself a
serious business, Mr. Tyrone.
Only the best for you, Taiena.
Anything less would be invalid.
Reluctant $2 million.
Mm, indeed.
Do we need to count it?
You were very punctual today.
Let's not misspend this
opportunity for your cynicism.
What? Yo speak, English.
Professionals.
But the tax is going to be heavy.
(dramatic music)
(gunshots blasting)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots blasting)
(telephone ringing)
Hey girl.
I'm almost done here.
Are you gonna be ready to go soon?
You know I'd pull you out of there
in a heartbeat if I could.
Are you okay?
Honestly, you've got me pacing around
like a worried mom over here.
You're crazy.
Just stay sharp and call
me if anything goes sideways.
I need you to promise me
you're staying safe. Okay?
I'm here if you need backup or
even just a quick sign check.
- Yeah?
- We'll get through this.
See you soon, baby girl.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
Bye.
(suspenseful music)
You'd shoot me? Fuck you!
Let's do it, let's do it.
But it was just a game
That I could never win
Like I designed to hypnotize
Until you caused my end
Your betrayal broke my heart
But gave me a shot
You betrayed me, you betrayed me
You betrayed me, you betrayed me
You betrayed me
(solemn piano music)
Are you fucking kidding me?
Did you really try to set me up? Coward!
I didn't set you up, man.
(Taiena speaking in foreign language)
Do you honestly believe
I'd be that careless?
You know I'm better than that.
Then fucking enlighten me.
What the fuck was that?
Man, what the fuck? Are you blind?
Did you not see, man?
That was JDN making a move.
No, we should end this.
(speaking in foreign language)
- He can wait.
- No he can't.
It's fine.
(both speaking in foreign language)
Enough, enough.
I still want my cocaine.
And I still want my money.
Fix this or don't
expect any more business.
You got it, girlfriend.
Keep up the bad work.
(solemn music)
We'll blow the top of
these, blow it the fuck out.
Them JDN niggas, man.
They getting nasty.
We gotta do something about this.
Nah, bro.
Bro, this shit was too
tactical for some gang shit.
Word up, man.
For a moment, I thought
this was the Russians beef.
Huh?
- Hold up.
- What up?
Why would Dezmyn hire
cops for a hit squad?
This ain't no street business anymore.
Damn sure ain't worth 95 keys.
A nigga making his move.
Is there something
you're not telling me?
I killed his plugs.
The Dominicans?
Acevedo brothers, man.
I caught them niggas lacking.
I swear yo, I trusted you
and you pulled this shit behind my back?
Nigga, I made a play.
I made a move and we did what we did.
What are you talking about?
Behind your back, nigga.
You're not thinking, bro.
We're supposed to take their
connect, not kill them.
Nigga, what are you talking about?
Nigga, you not thinking.
We're already at war.
Nigga, no cocaine
means no fucking money.
Mm.
So if I stop that, there's no money.
I stopped they ass. Checkmate.
What are you talking about?
Yo, selfish Ice like always.
Nigga, it wasn't supposed to go down,
make enough bread to skate
up with your new joint.
Leave us behind in the cold.
Come on, man.
Nigga, what?
Nigga, what the fuck is
you talking about, man?
Ain't nobody leaving you alone.
Fuck is you mean, man?
I made sure everybody is good
and they gonna be good without me.
- We good?
- Yeah.
Everybody going to eat off this.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- You know what?
- What?
I seen this coming.
What?
I thought I'll be
happy to see a nigga go,
get away from all this shit.
Clear your mind.
Work on your demons.
But honestly? I'm fucking disappointed.
Naomi deserves better.
Nigga, what the fuck you
making this about her for, huh?
Making this about this bitch.
What's wrong with you, nigga?
Yeah and I know you want to fuck her too.
Yeah. Yeah.
Calling her on the low,
playing these little mind
games and shit like that.
I'm onto you, nigga.
- You onto me?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- Is that's what you think?
- That's exactly what I think.
And that's what I know.
- That's all you know?
- Yeah.
- That's all you know?
I ain't your fucking bitch no more.
Nigga, you ain't shit, man.
Fuck outta here.
You've been a fucking
gangster all of your life.
And I'm still a gangster, you bitch ass.
You've been a fucking
gangster all your fucking life.
Yeah, yeah.
And all you want to do is cry over that.
Yeah.
Yo, it don't matter who it is,
as long as it's all about you, folding.
Folding, nigga? I ain't never fold.
What the fuck's wrong with you?
- Nigga, what?
- What are you talking 'bout?
Nigga, I built this shit.
- You didn't build shit.
- Yes I did, nigga.
What is you talking 'bout? FCF?
What are you talking 'bout?
I stands on that shit, nigga.
I built this family.
You didn't fucking build shit.
And guess what, nigga?
Guess what?
- What?
I did and I'm fucking done, nigga.
You fucking done?
Nigga, you ain't fucking done.
Yes I am.
Nigga, you ain't fucking done.
The only way out of FCF
is a fucking casket!
Well, then put me in one you bitch ass
(gunshot blasts)
(both grunting)
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Bitch ass.
- Damn nigga.
- What's wrong with you, man?
- Damn.
- What the fuck?
Bitch ass nigga.
Fucking bitch. Fuck.
Yo, nigga.
- Fuck.
- Yo.
Gonna shoot you, you broke my jaw, nigga.
Nigga, you had that shit coming.
(telephone ringing)
Fuck outta here.
Man, who is this?
Oh, hello?
What's the price for a bartender?
- Oh.
- Two million in cash?
Nigga.
I got your little jawn, cuz.
Don't you put your
fucking hands on her, nigga.
Yeah?
Or I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Same story, different episode.
Bring the cash to the crib, nigga.
ASAP.
- What?
Nigga, I'm 'bout to fucking kill you.
(dial tone beeps)
Fuck!
Fuck, nigga.
Yo, what's going on?
Dezmyn, nigga.
Dezmyn? What about Dezmyn?
He got Rihanna, Rihanna.
- Damn.
- He got Rihanna.
That nigga a good chess player.
Nah man, this nigga
not gonna win this, bro.
Not this time, bro.
I'm gonna get this nigga.
Damn straight, nigga.
He want you to want in there blazing.
Nah man, but it feels
like my fault, man.
Like, Rihanna in this
situation 'cause of me
and that shit's not
sitting well with me, bro.
It's not sitting well with me.
I should have protected her.
But then again and again,
she wouldn't have been safe here either.
She wouldn't have been safe here, man.
Fuck.
Nigga, listen.
Yo, are you gonna ask me or what?
What?
To slide, nigga.
Nah man, I'm not, I'm not asking.
I've known you since first grade.
You don't ever bang by yourself.
Family come first.
You the only person I know
always eating cereal with no milk.
Is that judgment?
I'm not judging you.
I'm just saying I can grab you some milk.
Got some in the crib.
(dramatic hip hop music)
Hey yo, bitch boy. Where's your boss?
He's not your bitch.
How was the funeral?
Hey you tell me, man.
You been to more than me.
Been to a couple.
You been to a couple, huh?
- Yeah, a couple of 'em.
- Yeah.
Tell your homies, huh?
Hey, you could like a little nigga, huh?
(light hip hop music)
Oh, my man.
What's good? Take a seat.
Got some alcohol, got some hoes.
Nigga, I don't wanna sit with you.
I don't wanna be with you, man.
Where the fuck my girl at?
Oh, still cold-hearted, I see.
Yeah, nigga.
You know, I could be cold-hearted too.
- Can you?
- Mm-hmm.
What you gonna do?
(cellphone buzzing)
Shut up.
Hey yo, yeah, where you at, man?
Because I'm tired of
talking to your bitches.
(suspenseful music)
(Dezmyn shouting)
Your timing is horrible.
Nigga, calm down.
Look, here's the money.
Let us walk.
Oh?
Buzzy, did you check him for a gun?
Nigga, I ain't got no gun.
No? How much?
How much do you wanna bet on it?
How, how about two million?
He sold it.
He's ambitious. He's talented.
I'm thinking that maybe
you are on the wrong.
(Dezmyn shouting)
Not from where I'm standing.
That yayo is half of its street value.
I see what you are offering me
are titties with no mortgages.
Feisty.
Nigga, this is between me and you.
Let her go!
See, it was hard. It was hard.
I didn't wanna believe it at first.
You are, you are knee deep
with one of my employees.
That's, well, it's just disrespectful.
You stepped on our toes
and then we stepped on yours.
You killed some of ours.
We killed some of yours.
How many niggas gotta die?
How many? No more gotta
die because guess what?
Take the money, right?
You take this money, let us go,
and you'll never see us again.
And guess what?
- Yeah, yeah.
Guess what? You win.
Nigga, checkmate.
- Checkmate.
- Checkmate, nigga.
You win. Yeah.
You're right. You know what?
What the fuck FCF? And I
can't keep you safe forever.
Okay, this is what we're gonna do.
You're gonna, you're gonna keep the money.
(Dezmyn shouts)
But I'm gonna kill
your bitch.
We're not even right at the start!
(guns cocking)
Let's rock and roll!
(gunshots blasting)
(Dezmyn shouting)
(Dezmyn laughing)
(gunshots blasting)
(Dezmyn shouting)
(gunshots blasting)
(dramatic R&B music)
(gunshots blasting)
Get the fuck outta here.
(both grunting)
(gunshots blasting)
(gunshots blasting)
Gonna make you lose somebody
Gonna make you lose somebody
Gonna make you lose somebody
Gonna make you lose
Got your ass now, Buzzy.
(speaks in foreign language)
That's my friend!
I don't care about that bitch.
(gunshots blasting)
(Dezmyn shouting)
You bitch!
Hey Kirk Franklin.
I smell pussy.
Oh, you could smell yourself, nigga?
You know, why don't we do this
like when we were kids?
- Huh.
Or would you like to
shoot me in the back?
Oh no, nigga.
I'm gonna beat your ass like I always did.
(solemn music)
(Dezmyn shouting)
It's gonna be okay, alright?
I'm gonna apply pressure here, okay?
(Dezmyn shouting)
Let me shoot you.
We will see. (Coughs)
Come on, man.
Come on, Tone, pull through.
Come on.
I ain't gonna make it.
Nah, nigga, don't say that.
No, come on. Come on.
- Put pressure on it.
- Dawg.
No, no, no, no, no.
Nigga, no.
Tell Naomi.
Tell her I love her and
Nigga, I know, man.
I got you.
You a real one for that.
If you go to the house,
get the brain for you and
shorty and this shit. (Coughing)
Tone, Tone, Tone!
Tone!
(solemn music)
Hey, it's a new start.
A new beginning.
Don't think about it too much.
(solemn music)
Tyrone was my brother, man.
So he would want us to be happy.
(solemn music)
I can't go in there, man.
You think you can go in for me?
(solemn music)
Hey, keep this warm for me.
Fuck that bitch.
This is no joke, girl.
You gotta get your ass over here.
- Yeah.
- Don't waste no time.
Okay? Keep me updated.
As soon as I can find this
stuff, we can hit the road.
I told you the city's
not to be fucked with.
- I know.
- Okay?
Oh yeah, of course.
I'm gonna hit you when we
hit the road. For sure.
Well, hurry your ass up then, girl.
- Hold on, Sammy.
- Okay babe.
Hey.
You fucking Tyrone too?
No. Who are you?
Who are you?
I'm Rihanna.
Rihanna.
(gunshot blasts)
Rihanna? Rihanna?
Hello? Hello?
(dial tone beeps)
(gunshot blasts)
You fucked everything up.
(solemn music)
You a little bimbo chick though.
- Yeah, you good at this shit.
- What?
Being a trap queen.
Yo, you ever thought of
like, stacking up our money,
getting our shit together
and getting outta here?
Like, buying a big ass house and you know,
having some kids or some
shit running around?
Leave all this dumb
ass street shit behind.
(solemn music)
Get the fuck outta here.
You've been watching too much Disney.
Smart ass mouth, yo.
Yo, what the heck?
- Yeah.
But niggas is tired, yo, for real.
Hey, serve my family more rise. FCF.
- Hey gang.
- Till I die.
We in this for life.
We made the best of it.
Me and you.
King and queen.
It's quiet now
Love is a weapon
Hold me like a ghost
And ice
Cold, cold, colder than dead
Cold, cold, colder than dead
(haunting R&B music)
(haunting music continues)
Is it worth it, is it worth it
Is it worth it, is it worth it
Is it worth it, is it worth it
(haunting music continues)
(dramatic music)
Close your eyes, close! (Grunting)
Hang on, hang on.
You left me alive!
(solemn music)
(car engine revving)
(dramatic music)
Them other flyers
(suspenseful hip hop music)
(display beeping)
You know, I was really
starting to admire y'all niggas,
how you don't rat on your homies.
I get it.
I wouldn't rat on mine either.
But you know,
that soul is still gonna burn.
I'm not heartless though, so
since you're gonna die and all,
might as well have your last shot, right?
One for the road.
(suspenseful music continues)
Psyche nigga, I would never.
(liquid splashes)
Matter of fact,
I got a little surprise for you.
Keep that same energy, niggas.
(engine revving)
(tires squealing)
(car roaring)
(car door clicks)
(car door slams)
(car beeping)
Yo, what the fuck?
What the fuck?
Get the fuck fuck out. (Grunts)
Bye, niggas.
Honestly, niggas.
(dramatic music)
(gun clicks)
What is it?
Tell him where. Tell
him where we have guns.
Tell him where the guns are! Tell him!
This is how you raise your soldiers?
This is how y'all niggas doing it?
(scoffs) Pathetic, man.
What then?
Tell him. Tell him where the guns are.
Tell him.
I fear for life, homie.
(gunshot blasts)
(soft music)
(singer vocalizing)
And just like that,
another motherfucker smoked.
Six years.
Six long years.
The city's been drowning
in a sea of bullets.
FCF against JDN.
Blow for blow.
Body for body.
Every move, another get back.
Another mother crying.
All for the power to rule the streets.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What the fuck do you think
Leading niggas into the fire
(singer vocalizing)
(dramatic solemn music)
Hell, man.
Who the fuck are these crackers?
We needed more guns,
right? This will be quick.
Just have my back.
Man, what the fuck you got me into, man?
Take my other piece.
Word?
Alright, man.
I know these white
motherfuckers. Let's get busy.
Alright.
(display beeping)
Mr. Tyrone,
it's a pleasure.
Hey, what's up, baby?
Still beautiful as ever.
You people are always late.
Shut up, Asha.
Man, why are you people always white?
And the blood is always red, huh?
What the fuck you say?
You heard him.
Calm that shit the fuck down, yo.
We came here to discuss business,
not talk shit to each other.
Indeed.
These people are not professional.
We should leave.
(both speaking in foreign language)
I did not come all this way for nothing.
Control your fucking poodles,
because all this barking
ain't good for business.
Ha ha, we've been
waiting and we are hungry.
[Group] Starving.
Starving.
Yo, ten kilos.
FCF's finest.
They will be judge of that.
(Taiena speaks in foreign language)
Woof.
(suspenseful music)
(bag unzips)
Yo, I expect these shits to be powerful.
Oh, please.
Boys and their toys.
Ciao.
(suspenseful music)
I'll be up for a toy.
But yo, what's up, nigga?
I thought you said you ain't
had no more coke, nigga.
Yeah, I got coke,
but not for you, nigga.
This was important.
This shit is shit, man.
This shit feel heavy and good.
- Mm-hmm.
- Right?
I don't have to borrow yours anymore.
Nigga, you still gonna borrow my shit.
(dramatic music)
(smooth hip hop music)
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
So drop that stuff in the bag
I want that shit, I talk that shit
I smoke too, bliss to the bank
- What's up, G?
- Good morning, man.
Morning, my man.
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Better go work that
shit, I talk that shit
I stuff that brick in the bag
Morning, babe.
Good morning, baby.
Come here.
How did you sleep?
Same shit, I didn't.
Yeah, well, this money
been hittin' like a waterfall
and I want to keep it that way.
I'm gonna need you to re-up for us today.
Bet.
Gabrielle, bring the breach.
I'm gonna add it to my error list.
(light hip hop music)
What y'all gonna do until I get back?
We'll figure it out.
Yeah, there's always something to do.
(light hip hop music)
- Get me something to drink?
- Mm-hmm.
(dramatic music)
Hey yo, check this out though, man.
I want to double up, alright?
Two keys.
Naomi told me triple.
I made a special order for him.
Nigga, you talking to
my shorty about business?
She said it was for you, nigga.
Her? You?
Y'all running together, right?
Alright, whatever, nigga.
Just make sure you get my shit.
Look, I ain't trying
to break up a happy home.
But if I give you three bricks,
will you shoot my head off?
Two bricks, nigga.
That's it.
Why you out here doing
all this extra shit, man?
Well, nigga here, take the shit.
Whatever you do, just leave
the shit in the car, man.
Remember, just make sure
too, like the fuck I said.
Hey, yo.
What the fuck is going on?
It's time for some get back, my nigga.
(dramatic music)
(person muttering)
(gunshot blasts)
(suspenseful music)
(camera shutter clicking)
Are we even now?
Fuck JDN and fuck the treaty.
Can't forget that.
Damn, man.
Oh, yo.
You sliding or not, nigga?
Nigga, I asked you a
question down there, nigga.
Yo, calm down, nigga.
I am calm, nigga.
What you doing down there?
Huh?
- What?
Are you coming to the spot with us?
No, you sliding?
Nigga, are you fucking dumb?
What's in the bag?
Why would I do a fucking drill
with coke in the bag, nigga?
You trying to get niggas locked up?
Man, you know better than that.
All right, nigga.
Go at him, nigga.
Go at Brand.
Hold on.
Time out. Time out.
Wait a second.
Wait a second, nigga.
This straight, man.
What do you think is this?
Don't you got the figure?
Are you trying to get
locked up out here, nigga?
Why you got that shit
hanging out like that?
- Oh this?
- Oh this?
(gun cocks)
I bring this to the
family teacher conference.
I be leaning away and shit.
Let me guess.
Let me take a lucky guess.
You got one too, right?
Always got my shit on me.
Dumb and dumber, nigga.
What's wrong with y'all niggas, man?
They killed this nigga
right in front of me, nigga.
(dramatic music)
(car engine revving)
What the fuck you gonna do?
Could have been me, nigga.
Fuck all that.
What if it was me, hey?
What if it was me, hey?
What if it was me?
Family, right?
Family come first.
That's what you told me.
The fuck are we gonna do?
You ain't gonna bust your gun for me?
The fuck going on, bro?
I'll tell you what else, Tone.
Never point a gun at me, my nigga,
unless you're gonna take me out.
That's number one.
Now, come here, man.
Bring it in.
Bring that shit in, man.
Calm the fuck down.
This shit about to get heavy.
I promise y'all, we're gonna dredge.
But, y'all niggas
can't make a move without me, understood?
Understood, nigga?
Ah. (Chuckles)
- Huh?
- Understood.
Hey, yo, get back here.
Get back here, nigga.
We're about to toast up
for my nigga, Reet, man.
FCF, nigga.
Family come first.
Always, niggas.
- FCF.
- Die on that.
Understood?
- FCF.
- FCF, my nigga.
(dramatic hip hop music)
Yo, what the fuck are you doing?
Yo, what the fuck?
- Hey, man.
- Don't come at me like that.
Yo, real quick, get out the kitchen.
What the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck?
Why are you grabbing me like that?
Why I'm grabbing you like that?
Why you got them in
here dancing like that?
This ain't no fucking club.
They've been working hard all week.
What the fuck?
They can have fun once in a while.
They can have fun once
in a while out of here.
Where's my, where's my shit?
Hold on, man.
Ice, what the fuck?
There was more than
enough for three in here.
Was it? Huh?
Or was it up your fucking nose?
Don't touch me.
Yo.
Did you tell Tyrone
I went to see Dezmyn?
I didn't tell him anything.
He asked if you were here.
I said you were out.
Hmm.
Well, he told me you said that.
Well, he must have bumped
his fucking head on the rocks.
I ain't say shit.
Hmm.
Tyrone always trying to mind fuck niggas.
Well, that's your boy.
You're a nigga.
Anyway, that yayo in there is extra shit.
Me and the girls, we about
to party our asses off.
So, the least you could have done
was bring in some pizza
instead of complaining.
Pizza?
(laughs) You think bitches
doing yayo want pizza?
Man, they want hard dick and Hennessy.
Listen.
Come here, man.
The reason I ain't get that extra brick
is because the street's
hot right now, alright?
So, we gotta figure out.
For real, extra attention mean cops, man?
We ain't trying to do all that.
What you gonna have to do
is find a way to distribute it faster
and then we can get it rolling like that.
The streets is always hot.
What's new?
You wanna get some money or what?
'Cause this small thinking shit ain't it.
Oh, man.
Look, alright. I got you.
Y'all wanna party, right?
Yeah! Huh?
Fuck outta here, man.
I'll get you your bottle
of Henny, alright?
But you get your own fucking pizza.
(dramatic music)
(cellphone buzzing)
Yo, what's good?
Yeah, I'll get it done.
Bet.
(engine roaring)
(tires screech)
(cellphone buzzing)
What's up, chica?
How's the superstar?
Yeah, I'm settling in.
How's the Mecca?
It's been good so far.
Okay, that's what's up.
It's so beautiful.
It still ain't Atlanta though.
It's a lot faster.
More rambunctious.
I hear that, baby girl.
But the men are fine as fuck.
Ha ha, 10 points.
Yeah, bonus.
Don't get caught up
being in the crib too much.
Yeah, I think I'm gonna
go out later and work.
That's what's up.
Yeah, I'll definitely keep you updated.
I gotta run.
You know Ace wants my ass back on set.
I'm gonna call you tomorrow.
Thanks for calling and
checking on me, baby girl.
Of course, baby girl.
Okay, love you.
- Love you too.
- Bye.
Bye.
(dramatic music)
(display beeping)
What's up, Stevie?
What's up, Rihanna?
How's it going out there?
Pretty good.
They really like the hot honey pizza.
Oh my gosh, same story every day.
They love it.
(suspenseful music)
I don't want no problem.
I don't want no problem.
I don't want no problem.
What the fuck?
Come on, look.
We gotta get out of here, man.
They 'bout to spray bullets in here.
What?
I don't got time to explain to you.
We gotta go. You understand?
- No!
- What the fuck you mean no?
Huh?
You wanna die or do you wanna go home?
Ha ha! Yeah!
(guns cocking)
I swear, you're making this
shit too easy for me, nigga.
(group shouting)
(gunshots blasting)
Let's go!
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
Damn.
Man, I smell pussy. (Spits)
(smooth hip hop music)
Look, sorry, I'm sorry
I'm doing the most
That's it, baby
I know what I know
Me, you, and some of your friends
That's all that I know
I'm gonna take it, talk too much
You finna die, homie
(dramatic music)
(smooth R&B music)
(display beeping)
Hello?
Hello?
(door creaks)
Hi.
Hey, I'm Rihanna.
Are you guys accepting resumes?
No.
(dramatic music)
- Hello.
- Hi.
I brought my resume.
So, I'm from Atlanta and
have a lot of experience.
Yeah, aight.
Okay.
(dramatic music)
(smooth hip hop music)
Yeah
She don't believe the receipts
She had a nigga locked out of the crib
You think she's sweet
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
Where your friends at
No, no
(dramatic music)
(engine roaring)
Thank you again.
See you then.
See you later.
Life is crazy, man.
What the?
What the? Yo!
(light hip hop music)
I'll give it to you tomorrow, man.
Fuck.
(dramatic hip hop music)
Running this shit like Emmet
Give it real gang, no scrimmage
Keep a few short so I spend it
Tell 'em everything but the business
Running up in the pandemic
She like the vibes that I'm sending
She like the vibes that I'm sending
Pending, bust like anything bend it
Treat her like curve and up in it
Then I gotta jet like bend it
Niggas can't fuck with me, hell nah
I picked them boys
up and they fell off
Stock went down like a sell-off
(engine rumbles)
(display beeps)
You okay?
Not the best day.
Shit, bro.
Speak for yourself, nigga.
The money we made today?
Take the good with the bad.
How much?
Calculating the excess loss,
paid for the workers and Rio,
about 15% since last week.
Business picks up in the fall.
Yeah, well.
Could be the new girl's not still in.
With the pace of the
new schedule I set up,
we'll be up before we even go dry.
That's what I like to hear.
Yeah, I've been
stepping on the extra too.
Selling it for half price.
Genius.
I know.
Keep doing what you need to do though.
Run the streets.
Keep your niggas safe.
(gentle music)
And take care of me.
You know I got you.
Me and you?
We gonna get this money.
Together.
I wanted you any way
And I still wait on you any day
Why do I want you anyway
But I still want you any way
Any way, yeah
Ooh
(romantic music)
I wanted you any way
And I still wait on you any day
Why do I want you anyway
But I still want you any way
Anyway
I didn't know exactly what to do
And I know my future
doesn't start with you
Tell me why you're acting such a fool
But I want you, girl, I want you
I didn't know exactly what to do
And I know my future
doesn't start with you
Tell me why you're acting such a fool
(footsteps thudding)
Now I'm gonna fuck this up.
Yo, Ice!
Who else do these belong to, Ice?
Yo?
Shit, I don't know. It could be anyone's.
Anyone's?
What?
Wake the fuck up!
Ice!
Why the fuck am I finding bitches' shoes
in our motherfucking car?
Wake up!
Hello?
Ice?
Are you dead ass?
Ice!
Man.
Don't tell me.
It's not what you think, honey.
So, whose is it?
It could be anyone's, man.
You the one who got
Zeus' network out there.
It could be anyone of them.
Are you dumb?
You left home last night.
My girls don't go nowhere.
I walk to the car and find
a bitch's shoes in there?
Yeah, and I fucked you last night.
- Whose is it, Ice?
- Was I lacking any nut?
Yo, you full of shit.
Get the fuck off me.
What's wrong with you?
Huh?
- Get outta my-
- You trippin' right now.
- Trippin'?
- Yeah.
What's up with all this emotion?
Emotion?
Yeah, I don't recognize you right now.
- Yo, recognize?
- What's going on with you?
You on your period?
Fuck you!
This shit with Dezmyn
better not be over no bitch!
You're risking our whole
operation being messy!
Yeah, I heard. I heard.
You didn't pull up when
your niggas needed you to.
Yeah, left 'em hanging.
Pick a side and clean your shit up.
Pick a side?
Pick a side? Ha!
Tyrone running his
fucking mouth again, huh?
Yeah, yeah.
Listen to me, okay?
Tell that nigga don't
be calling my girl again
or I'm gonna break his fucking jaw.
Empty threats, right?
This isn't a joke, Ice.
What the fuck is this about, huh?
What is it about?
Is it about Dezmyn?
Is it about Rihanna?
Or is it about the fucking coke?
Rihanna?
I thought this was just a ride.
You tell me what my problem is.
I just wanted some fucking rest.
Well, I guess that shit's a done.
Get the fuck out of here, yo.
There no way of sleeping
through that shit.
(smooth Latin music)
(vocalist singing in Spanish)
(suspenseful music)
Wakey, wakey.
You, go to the grocery store.
You're on baking.
Yes sir.
Arm yourselves too.
Dezmyn, what are you doing here?
What?
Can't I check on my new employee?
What kind of boss would I
be if I didn't care about,
if I didn't care about your welfare?
Are you saying that you think I'm a
harebrained boss?
Dezmyn, I know you didn't miss calls.
Hey, I like to do all
my conversations in person
because on the phone here,
on the phone so much is lost!
You just, you can't...
(Dezmyn shouts)
(suspenseful music)
Sit down, girl.
Oh, you just woke up.
Not even coffee.
On the phone you didn't...
Damn, just you trippin'.
(suspenseful music)
You
didn't
come to work
last night.
I...
I, I, I did.
I, I, I!
I heard the gunshots
and I was afraid, Dezmyn.
I ran for my life.
I didn't know what else to do.
(Dezmyn laughs)
You didn't...
You didn't call the police, my cherie?
(Dezmyn shouts)
No, no.
Fuck the police.
(laughs) You see, 'cause
I locked the backdoor,
but it could not have been you, no.
You just
got here.
Right?
Maybe.
Maybe a little bad timing!
Or you are
the fucking
enemy.
I would never.
One hell of a first day though!
One hell of a first day!
You are.
You gotta make a choice,
either the family over here
or you're a witness.
And threaten my success.
I am not a witness.
I would never undermine you
or your business, or...
Look, I don't know what you
have going on in your life,
but I can assure you I'm
not gonna get in your way.
Yes!
Yes!
You are certainly convincing.
Round of applause! (Claps)
But a good actress is also a perfect liar.
And the Oscar,
the Oscar
goes to
her!
Found her resume, see?
Do you remember?
Do you remember, Roman?
Had the superhero actress in it was right!
You're so good!
Yes!
It has your address,
your emergency contact information
and it also had your
mother's phone number.
Hold this, please, Buzzy.
Buzzy, you are the fucking man.
It had your mother's phone number.
Right?
And we're gonna go visit her.
No, that's, that's,
that's too impersonal!
Not for my
exemplar employee.
So, Buzzy, where?
Up here.
Where are we going?
Come tell her, Buzzy. Come tell her.
Where are we going on vacation?
Mama's in Northeast Atlanta.
Longer Heights, right?
That's an expensive neighborhood.
It's very expensive.
I think it's on, uh,
cottage on, uh,
Dale drive.
A cottage!
Who doesn't like s'mores?
Okay.
- Dezmyn.
- Hmm?
I swear on my life, I had
nothing to do with this.
Okay.
Well,
well, welcome
welcome, excuse me.
I lost my attention.
Welcome to the family.
But you are an artiste,
an actress,
and a damn good one, a creator!
Why don't you
go create some breakfast
over there, bitch?
'Cause we hungrier than
a motherfucker, though.
Yeah, I like mine's over easy.
(suspenseful music)
Yo, eat shit.
Punk his ass, kick his ass.
Yo, lose anyone?
What the fuck? No.
No, they're Flaco's niggas.
What the fuck you talking 'bout?
Some shit just came up, nigga.
What? Oh yeah, some shit just came up?
Yo, you got this bro?
Yeah, of course.
(engine roaring)
Yo, why you always
telling her gang shit?
Because you don't ever fucking
answer your phone, nigga.
Yo, of course I'm gonna call your shorty
to see where you at.
(engine roaring)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
Yo, Dez.
Buzzy?
Be always practicing.
Me and you should take
that nigga out ourselves.
You know, get the cleats dirty.
Yeah. (Laughs)
Like, like in the days
of old, in the beginning.
I like it, Buzzy, but I
think he's expecting that.
Plus I still can't figure
out who that gun connect is.
Now we start spending real money,
jumped all in.
Call a meeting with the Fed.
Still,
gimme a chance,
I'll still put one between his eyes.
(suspenseful music)
What up, ladies?
- Hey baby.
- What up, bro?
So, you Gucci?
Yeah, I'm just glad to be home, yo.
I'm fucking tired.
- You been drinking?
So have you.
Waiting on that third key
gonna put us behind schedule.
We were in the best shape we've ever been.
Now we gotta wait on big orders.
Come on, man.
Can we talk about it in the morning?
We ain't gotta deal with that right now.
You never wanna talk about business.
This is important, Ice.
Come on, man.
Listen, we not getting no more drugs, yo.
We not doing that.
We not about to ruin our operation.
You always trying to play it safe.
You sound like a pussy.
Yo, you better watch your fucking mouth.
Oh, Ice cooling down, right?
Sometimes I wonder if
you even have the balls
to take us to the next level.
Man, look around.
Shit, I think I'm doing just fine.
Oh yeah, compared to who?
There's niggas out
there making real money.
Well, go find them niggas out there.
Oh, I will, and hopefully
he's pussy better than acting like one
Keep talking shit, man.
Y'all gotta sit the fuck down
or I'll blow you motherfuckers up.
That's what you wanted, right?
- Yeah, see?
- Do it.
This is how you act.
We'll be fucked in a minute.
Then fuck me.
Get your, get your drunk ass outta here.
Fuck y'all looking at?
There he go, always running away.
Don't forget your guns.
This bitch, man.
Stupid as fuck, man.
This dumb ass.
(engine rumbling)
What the fuck?
(tires screeching)
Yeah!
Girl, you deserve so much better.
- It's the ops, yo.
- What the fuck?
Come on, get the up. It's the ops, man.
- Wait, what the fuck?
- Yo, get the fuck up, yo!
The ops out there! What the fuck?
Ready to run from me, oh
Ooh
(dramatic music)
(guns cocking)
Who's out there?
I don't know.
It's probably one of them punk ass niggas
you was talking about.
That's who, man.
And you know what? I thought about it.
Don't you ever put your fuck hands on me.
Shut the fuck up, babe.
Nigga, where's the clip at?
Where'd the clip go?
- It's upstairs!
Go check upstairs!
You dumb ass.
- I should fuck you up.
Would you die for me
(dramatic music)
(guns cocking)
Yo, I don't see anybody.
Fuck.
Yo, Gina, I need you to go upstairs
and get the motherfucker.
(dramatic music)
Would you slide for me
Slide for me, slide for me
Pistol on my side
And you right there
ready to ride for me
For me, for me
So close, so close
Would you slide for me
Would you ride for me
Would you die for me
Would you ride for me
I don't see anyone!
Pistol on my side
And you right there
ready to ride for me
They got me fucked up.
(gun cocking)
(dramatic music)
(gunshots blasting)
Yo gangster, where the fuck you at?
(engine roaring)
(gunshots blasting)
Would you ride for me
Fuck!
(dramatic music)
(display beeping)
- Hey you.
- What up, babe?
Where'd you go?
Just driving around, cleared my mind.
Okay, well Gabby's cousin stopped by
and picked up a couple ounces
so we should be fully out by tomorrow.
Who's Gabby?
One of your little
bimbo chicks, you know?
Yeah.
(laughs) You good at this shit.
- What?
- Being a trap queen.
I sold the extra two so we
have enough to put up a hand.
A hand? Five kilos?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, fuck it.
Run it up then, shit.
You got a change of heart?
Nah man, I just don't feel like arguing.
Fair enough. I'll put in the order.
It's get money season, baby.
Hey, get money season.
Sneak in there. Get money season.
Yo, have you ever thought of
like stacking up our money,
getting our shit together
and getting outta here?
Like, buying a big ass house and you know,
have some kids or some
shit running around?
Leave all this dumb
ass street shit behind.
Get the fuck outta here.
You been watching too much Disney.
Smart ass mouth, yo.
Dang.
- Yeah.
But niggas is tired, yo. For real.
Hey.
Serve my family, we'll rise.
FCF.
Hey, gang.
Till I die.
We in this for life.
We made the best of it.
Me and you, king and queen.
(haunting music)
Yesterday he was at
Disney World in the parade.
Fellas.
Rollercoasters, having
a good time as we should.
Before we get started,
let's get one thing straight.
It's really lonely out on the streets.
From what I've been hearing by rumor,
you guys have been
getting your asses kicked.
You see the treaty's over.
Paradise is gone.
This is a new era
and if you wanna get paid
you're gonna have to do some work.
You guys owe me some money.
We did some cop work for nothing.
Get a witness to testify.
I'll file a RICO charge.
We'll get a raid warrant
on Tyrone and FCF.
Fuck all that.
These niggas gotta die.
You over here talking about raid warrants
and it needs to have a professional touch.
You and your friends, your boys.
How many?
I got 10 guys.
Professionals.
(guns cocking)
But the tax is going to be heavy
just in case there's
any collateral damage.
I can lie with the best of 'em.
But to tell these families
that their fucking hero died
fucking around with some
fucking ghetto gang bangers?
I'm gonna need to put
something in their mailbox.
You feel me, player?
You wanna play this game?
You gotta take what comes along with it.
You feel me, player?
With that S on your chest
See how tough it get
banging on my door
Come and get your head split
With that S on your chest
See how tough it get
Banging on my door
With that S on your chest
Ain't your best
Get your head split
Big split, big split
Pull up with the baddest bitch
Watch her shoot 100 clips
She a shooter
100, 100, 100
What's up? Is Naomi here?
Who the fuck are you?
The motherfucker that is paying you.
(suspenseful music)
So what you picking up or dropping off?
Well, it depends.
Are you offering?
(door creaks)
Come in.
Thank you.
Alright, alright.
(door clicks shut)
You can have a seat.
Still got that attitude, huh?
Okay, okay.
Shoot.
(dramatic hip hop music)
(haunting vocal music)
So there you go.
Hold it. Hold it like that.
Two hands, not that one shit, alright?
This ain't the movies.
Alright? You will get killed.
Hold it up.
Hold it straight. Yeah, there you go.
You want to aim, look here.
Put your finger on the trigger.
Make sure you breathing right.
Kill that nigga.
(both laughing)
Oh my God. You are a bad influence.
Who?
(laughs) You.
Is it working?
Am I turning you into a bad girl?
No, but I might have
to start pretending.
Well, you better really start pretending
to hold this shit up.
(both laughing)
Cherry. Hi.
Woo-hoo!
Your hands, they're,
they're shaking.
What's the matter, Riri?
What?
Because these glasses say
they're 15 cents apiece.
(Dezmyn shouting)
I'm good. I'm focused.
See, I'm an animal when it comes to this.
Finesse queen. (Speaks
in foreign language)
Yes.
But I recall
that you just better behave.
Lost all your cool.
Right there.
Babe, smile. No.
You're the face of this whole place.
Hey.
And no one likes a sour. (Shouts)
Baby.
Pretty.
Yes.
Yes. Good girl.
Riri!
Smile better.
(energetic music)
(group chattering in Spanish)
Welcome to the Alley Pizza Lounge.
What can I get for you?
(guest speaking in Spanish)
I don't think we have it. Anything else?
Tequila.
(guest speaks in Spanish)
And what can I get for you?
Amigo, why don't we
take this conversation,
take it
to the back?
(Dezmyn laughs)
(gun cocking)
You be practicing.
Where's Ice?
(dramatic music)
- It's him, that was him.
- No.
If this nigga finds out
that I talked to him,
Ice is gonna kill me himself.
I don't give a fuck
what Ice thinks, nigga.
I'll kill you right now.
I'll tell Ice I was
selling this shit to you
before the treaty.
Fuck that treaty, nigga.
(suspenseful music)
Get the fuck up outta here, man.
Well, look who came
out the fucking fridge.
This nigga Ice.
What you doing here, pussy?
- So you're not gonna say it?
- Take your shirt off.
(haunting suspenseful music)
(footsteps tapping)
Mm, these are good.
No, I'll let you know
when we need three more.
Hey Terry.
Let's talk moolah.
Shit, for now.
If it wasn't for that fucking treaty,
I would've been blowing
your fucking face off.
You know that?
You ask me to play this.
Y'all think y'all rushing on
(guns cocking)
In reality.
- I don't fuck with that.
- In reality what?
Fuck you FCF niggas, man.
(group chattering)
Say something else.
(guns cocking)
- You hear that?
- Huh?
That warehouse on the east side.
Tattoo parlor.
Tattoo shop.
Barrow Heights.
And then my apartment in Harlem.
See, we have to mix some things up,
but sometimes that's
just how the rhythm flow.
We heard you dealing with some trouble.
I hope this doesn't
interfere with our business.
Your consistency started
to become an asset for us.
Don't be making shit
outta shit that ain't shit
'cause yo, who gives a shit?
We do.
You promised us a smooth distribution.
Where there's war, there's bodies.
Where there's bodies,
there's a cop right behind
taking a statement.
(solemn music)
(gunshot blasts)
And I
have it under control, right?
(solemn music)
(footsteps tapping)
Cheers.
Tattoo parlor.
- Hey.
Barrow Heights and
my apartment in Harlem.
What'd you think?
See, you have to make
some things up, buddy.
What is this?
So these two fine ass Dominican men
came into the bar, right?
And Dezmyn took them to the back.
So I figured they must be important.
So I recorded their conversation.
How the fuck did you do that?
Like I said, I'm a spy.
And wait, this, this, their location
with they drops and all that information?
I listened to it, like, 10 times.
You're a fucking genius!
Oh my God. This is everything.
So I say that we go to the locations,
take all their fucking
money, say fuck Dezmyn,
and go to like, LA, or Miami.
- When did you record this?
Like, an hour ago.
- At the, at the bar?
- Yeah.
(eerie hip hop music)
(dramatic music)
(both speaking in Spanish)
A little booze and concha,
he start acting like me.
The horny wolf. (Howls)
Tanya! What the fuck?
Tanya, stop acting like a fucking child.
I'm fucking hungry. (Speaks in Spanish)
I'm gonna bring you to the motherland.
Selling me the chain. (Laughs)
(dramatic music)
Ah!
[Automated Voice] Voicemail
mailbox is full. Goodbye.
Like, why is this nigga not answering?
(gunshots blasting)
What the fuck?
I'm calling and calling and calling.
Fuck is this about?
Ungrateful ass nigga, that's what he is.
(solemn music)
You still getting the voicemail?
Fuck him.
Nah, nah. Don't trip.
He always comes back.
Man, we were a toxic mix.
Ambitions tearing us apart.
Our relationship shattered
and I did nothing to help.
Oh nah, don't beat yourself up.
Our ambitions need to grow
just like seeds in the soil.
And don't let no one dim your light.
That was cute.
Nah, for real. I'm serious.
Do you know you deserve better?
You need a man who will put you first.
Someone who thinks big
and wants the world,
like you.
We will be the king and queen of snowfall
for this whole city.
Tone, I mean
Listen, I think about this every day.
Now I want you to think about it for once.
We'll talk about it later.
Right now let's forget about Ice
and do what's right in front of us.
(gentle sensual music)
(distant siren wailing)
(man speaking in Spanish)
Hey you good?
What's up?
(man speaking in Spanish)
Come on, nigga.
Fuck!
(gunshot blasts)
(sirens wailing)
- Rihanna!
- No!
Rihanna, get in the car!
Let's go! Let's go!
Get in the car, yo!
First flight tomorrow please.
Yeah, I know.
I'm still pretty shaken up.
I told you the city is trouble.
Yeah, the city is not what it seems.
Thank God he was there to save you.
It could have been worse.
So what's the wait now?
I'm gonna be on the first
flight tomorrow morning.
Good.
And hey look, I'll pay
you back as soon as I can.
You know I will.
Don't worry about it, babe.
Okay, thank you Sammy.
Thank me when you get back.
Yeah, I will.
- Bye, babe.
- Okay.
- Mwah.
- Mwah.
Bye.
- Yeah.
- Okay babe.
(gentle music)
(car horn honks)
Hey, better him than you.
They were good guys, honestly.
No one in this business is a good guy.
You need to get that out your head.
Including you?
I'm not pretending.
So you tell yourself the
same thing, same excuses?
And I'll go to the closest store,
grab the strongest shit
and I'll drink it
just hoping, um,
hoping I could black out
enough to where.
I don't pull that trigger.
(solemn guitar music)
I guess I am pretending.
I ain't never said that
out loud to anyone.
You get me?
You got me feeling weird, man.
Thugs don't got feelings like that.
Brycen, life is fragile.
You're better than this.
All it takes is for you
to just move far away.
A new start, like,
with the people who actually
care about you and love you.
See your full potential.
See, I feel good when I'm with you, man.
Because you all, you all pure and sweet.
But.
I'm fucking bad and everybody
I want you to feel good.
I want you to feel loved and appreciated.
I want you inside me.
(light guitar music)
I say that we go to the locations,
take all their fucking money.
Say fuck Dezmyn.
I did say Dezmyn.
Fuck Dezmyn. I'm in the spot.
What's up?
It's so cold I can't
breathe without you
(smooth R&B music)
Um, actually,
I'm gonna run to the
ladies' room really quick.
Um, well, just wait here for me, okay?
Alright, bet.
Make sure you hurry that sexy ass up.
Mm-hmm.
We will kill anyone
Anyone, anyone
Anyone, anyone
Pull up in a black jeep
Silencer in my lap
If you love me, show me
that it's more than that
Would you shoot for me
Let's ride the moon
and sell it back to who
How what you gonna do
(solemn R&B music)
So call back my pistol,
stay stuck to me
(solemn R&B music)
(cellphone buzzing)
Oh, it's Dezmyn.
Ugh.
- Oh my god.
- I gotta take this.
- What you doing?
I'm sorry.
I'll be, I'll be right back.
(cellphone buzzing)
(light R&B music)
(bell dinging)
(telephone ringing)
Talk to me.
You dead ass? When?
Everything?
God, how the fuck?
These niggas, they
gotta, okay, call Buzzy.
Call Buzzy. Call Buzzy.
We going, we going, we going.
I said call Buzzy!
(suspenseful music)
What's happening?
What's happening? What's happening?
Amigos.
(Dezmyn singing)
The wheels on the bus
go round and round
Round and round
Round and round
Right, mami?
(engine roaring)
(energetic music)
- Successful day.
- Yes girl.
Gimme my money
Dezmyn?
Hi, bitch.
(gunshot blasts)
Sit down! Sit down!
See you in there,
(Dezmyn laughs)
Happy nigga laughing, bitch.
You've been making a
lot of trouble for me,
you feckless little bitch.
I haven't even done anything.
What the fuck are you talking about?
You fucking out breed! Where is he?
Ice isn't here. He has a new bitch.
Stop that! Look at me.
Dezmyn, Ice is not here.
Get the fuck out!
Open your fucking mouth!
Hold the gun.
I want to break your fucking teeth.
What is his new shorty's name?
Dezmyn, you know me better than that.
Snitching?
This show used to
turn, it was yours then.
Man, what the fuck
are you talking about?
Are they yours?
Yo, I don't fucking belong to Ice.
Yes, queen.
Go wash your face.
Dezmyn, get the fuck out!
Get up! Get up!
Open the door!
Back up off your pocket, baby.
(suspenseful music)
Nigga, is this my controller?
Oh shit.
I was supposed to give that
back to you, man, long ago.
Nigga, how you rich and
always borrowing shit, man?
And then I gotta ask
to borrow my shit back.
I'm rich because I don't
have to spend my money.
Know what I mean?
I see it.
Hey, before I forget,
yo, where my guns at?
Yeah, right down there.
You'll see 'em.
- Oh hell no, nigga.
Man, yo, what the fuck is this?
Oh snap.
Yo, I gotta tell you,
I had a shorty come over last night.
Oh, this nigga.
She's a pediatrician.
Yo, I had to hide them last minute
because if she would've saw that,
she would've bugged the fuck out.
Nigga, I'm about to bug the fuck out.
Why you using my guns to
balance a fucking table, nigga?
Well, I would've cleaned 'em
before I gave 'em back to you.
Man whatever, nigga.
Hell look, man, I need to pick up.
Mm-hmm.
(birds chirping)
We found the Dominicans.
They were splat by the time we got there.
Someone clipped them coming out the bar.
Someone's been running their mouths
a little too fucking much.
I'm about to put belt
to ass on these streets.
And show them no mercy.
Just like they've done to us.
Hell yeah.
It's green light on all FCF members.
It's time to up the score.
(door clicks shut)
(footsteps thudding)
Nothing, huh?
You done handed your
five keys to tax free.
You want some? Okay.
We'll send this as a gift.
A gift?
Hey look now, man, we had a nice run.
But it's over.
Over? No, no.
You're not about to just
walk out that scene with me.
Why are you treating me like this?
Everything I do for you, I'm your girl.
Why are you doing me like this?
No.
Look man, you think
this toxic shit is real?
Look around, man.
This shit ain't, is this all you want?
You selling drugs and
running a bunch of hoes.
No, I don't. Is this about Rihanna?
Oh, damn.
Is she better than me? Huh?
Is she? Where'd you meet her at?
Where? In one of the strip clubs?
One of Tyrone's spots?
- Come on, man.
- Huh?
You're such a fucking hypocrite.
What is your obsession with change, huh?
What's the? You can't accept change?
Look man, you think you
can't do this without me?
You can and you will because I'm done.
No, no, no, no, no.
And how do you think she's
gonna react when she find out
that you get drunk every night
trying to kill yourself, huh?
- You.
- Huh?
What?
You think you think she can
handle that type of baggage?
You motherfucking understand why
because you surround yourself
around broken people, right?
To make yourself feel
more powerful, right?
But I see through that fucking mask.
I do, right?
You out here acting
like you changing lives.
You're not, you destroying 'em.
16 years, yo. 16 fucking years.
And what about FCF? Huh?
- Come on.
- What about our family, huh?
Listen man, I lost so many
people to this shit, man.
That shit hurt.
Listen, I made sure, check this out.
They will beat JDN and I made sure of it.
You sound like a bitch.
Selfish Ice, like always.
- Right, right, right.
- Like always.
Predictable.
Yo, where'd you get
the yayo from, huh? Huh?
You not gonna tell me that.
(suspenseful music)
No. No.
Where you going? No.
Look, get over here.
Come on man.
- No.
- Check this out.
- You know what?
Check this. Look, look.
- Get out.
- Yo. Relax, relax.
- No!
- Listen to me.
- No!
- You're gonna be fine.
No, no I can't do this.
Ice, you don't want me? Fuck you then.
You ain't never gonna be shit
but a ghetto ass drug dealer
with a stripper for mama and no daddy.
So go ahead. Walk out on me.
Walk out on me like you always did.
Fuck you!
(door slams shut)
(solemn music)
(ominous music)
If I'd known the
depth of your influence,
we would have crossed
paths far more often.
Glad you're here
because we're running a special right now.
Something for only those with an eye.
You've crafted yourself a
serious business, Mr. Tyrone.
Only the best for you, Taiena.
Anything less would be invalid.
Reluctant $2 million.
Mm, indeed.
Do we need to count it?
You were very punctual today.
Let's not misspend this
opportunity for your cynicism.
What? Yo speak, English.
Professionals.
But the tax is going to be heavy.
(dramatic music)
(gunshots blasting)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
(gunshots blasting)
(telephone ringing)
Hey girl.
I'm almost done here.
Are you gonna be ready to go soon?
You know I'd pull you out of there
in a heartbeat if I could.
Are you okay?
Honestly, you've got me pacing around
like a worried mom over here.
You're crazy.
Just stay sharp and call
me if anything goes sideways.
I need you to promise me
you're staying safe. Okay?
I'm here if you need backup or
even just a quick sign check.
- Yeah?
- We'll get through this.
See you soon, baby girl.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
Bye.
(suspenseful music)
You'd shoot me? Fuck you!
Let's do it, let's do it.
But it was just a game
That I could never win
Like I designed to hypnotize
Until you caused my end
Your betrayal broke my heart
But gave me a shot
You betrayed me, you betrayed me
You betrayed me, you betrayed me
You betrayed me
(solemn piano music)
Are you fucking kidding me?
Did you really try to set me up? Coward!
I didn't set you up, man.
(Taiena speaking in foreign language)
Do you honestly believe
I'd be that careless?
You know I'm better than that.
Then fucking enlighten me.
What the fuck was that?
Man, what the fuck? Are you blind?
Did you not see, man?
That was JDN making a move.
No, we should end this.
(speaking in foreign language)
- He can wait.
- No he can't.
It's fine.
(both speaking in foreign language)
Enough, enough.
I still want my cocaine.
And I still want my money.
Fix this or don't
expect any more business.
You got it, girlfriend.
Keep up the bad work.
(solemn music)
We'll blow the top of
these, blow it the fuck out.
Them JDN niggas, man.
They getting nasty.
We gotta do something about this.
Nah, bro.
Bro, this shit was too
tactical for some gang shit.
Word up, man.
For a moment, I thought
this was the Russians beef.
Huh?
- Hold up.
- What up?
Why would Dezmyn hire
cops for a hit squad?
This ain't no street business anymore.
Damn sure ain't worth 95 keys.
A nigga making his move.
Is there something
you're not telling me?
I killed his plugs.
The Dominicans?
Acevedo brothers, man.
I caught them niggas lacking.
I swear yo, I trusted you
and you pulled this shit behind my back?
Nigga, I made a play.
I made a move and we did what we did.
What are you talking about?
Behind your back, nigga.
You're not thinking, bro.
We're supposed to take their
connect, not kill them.
Nigga, what are you talking about?
Nigga, you not thinking.
We're already at war.
Nigga, no cocaine
means no fucking money.
Mm.
So if I stop that, there's no money.
I stopped they ass. Checkmate.
What are you talking about?
Yo, selfish Ice like always.
Nigga, it wasn't supposed to go down,
make enough bread to skate
up with your new joint.
Leave us behind in the cold.
Come on, man.
Nigga, what?
Nigga, what the fuck is
you talking about, man?
Ain't nobody leaving you alone.
Fuck is you mean, man?
I made sure everybody is good
and they gonna be good without me.
- We good?
- Yeah.
Everybody going to eat off this.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- You know what?
- What?
I seen this coming.
What?
I thought I'll be
happy to see a nigga go,
get away from all this shit.
Clear your mind.
Work on your demons.
But honestly? I'm fucking disappointed.
Naomi deserves better.
Nigga, what the fuck you
making this about her for, huh?
Making this about this bitch.
What's wrong with you, nigga?
Yeah and I know you want to fuck her too.
Yeah. Yeah.
Calling her on the low,
playing these little mind
games and shit like that.
I'm onto you, nigga.
- You onto me?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- Is that's what you think?
- That's exactly what I think.
And that's what I know.
- That's all you know?
- Yeah.
- That's all you know?
I ain't your fucking bitch no more.
Nigga, you ain't shit, man.
Fuck outta here.
You've been a fucking
gangster all of your life.
And I'm still a gangster, you bitch ass.
You've been a fucking
gangster all your fucking life.
Yeah, yeah.
And all you want to do is cry over that.
Yeah.
Yo, it don't matter who it is,
as long as it's all about you, folding.
Folding, nigga? I ain't never fold.
What the fuck's wrong with you?
- Nigga, what?
- What are you talking 'bout?
Nigga, I built this shit.
- You didn't build shit.
- Yes I did, nigga.
What is you talking 'bout? FCF?
What are you talking 'bout?
I stands on that shit, nigga.
I built this family.
You didn't fucking build shit.
And guess what, nigga?
Guess what?
- What?
I did and I'm fucking done, nigga.
You fucking done?
Nigga, you ain't fucking done.
Yes I am.
Nigga, you ain't fucking done.
The only way out of FCF
is a fucking casket!
Well, then put me in one you bitch ass
(gunshot blasts)
(both grunting)
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Bitch ass.
- Damn nigga.
- What's wrong with you, man?
- Damn.
- What the fuck?
Bitch ass nigga.
Fucking bitch. Fuck.
Yo, nigga.
- Fuck.
- Yo.
Gonna shoot you, you broke my jaw, nigga.
Nigga, you had that shit coming.
(telephone ringing)
Fuck outta here.
Man, who is this?
Oh, hello?
What's the price for a bartender?
- Oh.
- Two million in cash?
Nigga.
I got your little jawn, cuz.
Don't you put your
fucking hands on her, nigga.
Yeah?
Or I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Same story, different episode.
Bring the cash to the crib, nigga.
ASAP.
- What?
Nigga, I'm 'bout to fucking kill you.
(dial tone beeps)
Fuck!
Fuck, nigga.
Yo, what's going on?
Dezmyn, nigga.
Dezmyn? What about Dezmyn?
He got Rihanna, Rihanna.
- Damn.
- He got Rihanna.
That nigga a good chess player.
Nah man, this nigga
not gonna win this, bro.
Not this time, bro.
I'm gonna get this nigga.
Damn straight, nigga.
He want you to want in there blazing.
Nah man, but it feels
like my fault, man.
Like, Rihanna in this
situation 'cause of me
and that shit's not
sitting well with me, bro.
It's not sitting well with me.
I should have protected her.
But then again and again,
she wouldn't have been safe here either.
She wouldn't have been safe here, man.
Fuck.
Nigga, listen.
Yo, are you gonna ask me or what?
What?
To slide, nigga.
Nah man, I'm not, I'm not asking.
I've known you since first grade.
You don't ever bang by yourself.
Family come first.
You the only person I know
always eating cereal with no milk.
Is that judgment?
I'm not judging you.
I'm just saying I can grab you some milk.
Got some in the crib.
(dramatic hip hop music)
Hey yo, bitch boy. Where's your boss?
He's not your bitch.
How was the funeral?
Hey you tell me, man.
You been to more than me.
Been to a couple.
You been to a couple, huh?
- Yeah, a couple of 'em.
- Yeah.
Tell your homies, huh?
Hey, you could like a little nigga, huh?
(light hip hop music)
Oh, my man.
What's good? Take a seat.
Got some alcohol, got some hoes.
Nigga, I don't wanna sit with you.
I don't wanna be with you, man.
Where the fuck my girl at?
Oh, still cold-hearted, I see.
Yeah, nigga.
You know, I could be cold-hearted too.
- Can you?
- Mm-hmm.
What you gonna do?
(cellphone buzzing)
Shut up.
Hey yo, yeah, where you at, man?
Because I'm tired of
talking to your bitches.
(suspenseful music)
(Dezmyn shouting)
Your timing is horrible.
Nigga, calm down.
Look, here's the money.
Let us walk.
Oh?
Buzzy, did you check him for a gun?
Nigga, I ain't got no gun.
No? How much?
How much do you wanna bet on it?
How, how about two million?
He sold it.
He's ambitious. He's talented.
I'm thinking that maybe
you are on the wrong.
(Dezmyn shouting)
Not from where I'm standing.
That yayo is half of its street value.
I see what you are offering me
are titties with no mortgages.
Feisty.
Nigga, this is between me and you.
Let her go!
See, it was hard. It was hard.
I didn't wanna believe it at first.
You are, you are knee deep
with one of my employees.
That's, well, it's just disrespectful.
You stepped on our toes
and then we stepped on yours.
You killed some of ours.
We killed some of yours.
How many niggas gotta die?
How many? No more gotta
die because guess what?
Take the money, right?
You take this money, let us go,
and you'll never see us again.
And guess what?
- Yeah, yeah.
Guess what? You win.
Nigga, checkmate.
- Checkmate.
- Checkmate, nigga.
You win. Yeah.
You're right. You know what?
What the fuck FCF? And I
can't keep you safe forever.
Okay, this is what we're gonna do.
You're gonna, you're gonna keep the money.
(Dezmyn shouts)
But I'm gonna kill
your bitch.
We're not even right at the start!
(guns cocking)
Let's rock and roll!
(gunshots blasting)
(Dezmyn shouting)
(Dezmyn laughing)
(gunshots blasting)
(Dezmyn shouting)
(gunshots blasting)
(dramatic R&B music)
(gunshots blasting)
Get the fuck outta here.
(both grunting)
(gunshots blasting)
(gunshots blasting)
Gonna make you lose somebody
Gonna make you lose somebody
Gonna make you lose somebody
Gonna make you lose
Got your ass now, Buzzy.
(speaks in foreign language)
That's my friend!
I don't care about that bitch.
(gunshots blasting)
(Dezmyn shouting)
You bitch!
Hey Kirk Franklin.
I smell pussy.
Oh, you could smell yourself, nigga?
You know, why don't we do this
like when we were kids?
- Huh.
Or would you like to
shoot me in the back?
Oh no, nigga.
I'm gonna beat your ass like I always did.
(solemn music)
(Dezmyn shouting)
It's gonna be okay, alright?
I'm gonna apply pressure here, okay?
(Dezmyn shouting)
Let me shoot you.
We will see. (Coughs)
Come on, man.
Come on, Tone, pull through.
Come on.
I ain't gonna make it.
Nah, nigga, don't say that.
No, come on. Come on.
- Put pressure on it.
- Dawg.
No, no, no, no, no.
Nigga, no.
Tell Naomi.
Tell her I love her and
Nigga, I know, man.
I got you.
You a real one for that.
If you go to the house,
get the brain for you and
shorty and this shit. (Coughing)
Tone, Tone, Tone!
Tone!
(solemn music)
Hey, it's a new start.
A new beginning.
Don't think about it too much.
(solemn music)
Tyrone was my brother, man.
So he would want us to be happy.
(solemn music)
I can't go in there, man.
You think you can go in for me?
(solemn music)
Hey, keep this warm for me.
Fuck that bitch.
This is no joke, girl.
You gotta get your ass over here.
- Yeah.
- Don't waste no time.
Okay? Keep me updated.
As soon as I can find this
stuff, we can hit the road.
I told you the city's
not to be fucked with.
- I know.
- Okay?
Oh yeah, of course.
I'm gonna hit you when we
hit the road. For sure.
Well, hurry your ass up then, girl.
- Hold on, Sammy.
- Okay babe.
Hey.
You fucking Tyrone too?
No. Who are you?
Who are you?
I'm Rihanna.
Rihanna.
(gunshot blasts)
Rihanna? Rihanna?
Hello? Hello?
(dial tone beeps)
(gunshot blasts)
You fucked everything up.
(solemn music)
You a little bimbo chick though.
- Yeah, you good at this shit.
- What?
Being a trap queen.
Yo, you ever thought of
like, stacking up our money,
getting our shit together
and getting outta here?
Like, buying a big ass house and you know,
having some kids or some
shit running around?
Leave all this dumb
ass street shit behind.
(solemn music)
Get the fuck outta here.
You've been watching too much Disney.
Smart ass mouth, yo.
Yo, what the heck?
- Yeah.
But niggas is tired, yo, for real.
Hey, serve my family more rise. FCF.
- Hey gang.
- Till I die.
We in this for life.
We made the best of it.
Me and you.
King and queen.
It's quiet now
Love is a weapon
Hold me like a ghost
And ice
Cold, cold, colder than dead
Cold, cold, colder than dead
(haunting R&B music)
(haunting music continues)
Is it worth it, is it worth it
Is it worth it, is it worth it
Is it worth it, is it worth it
(haunting music continues)
(dramatic music)
Close your eyes, close! (Grunting)
Hang on, hang on.
You left me alive!
(solemn music)