Hella Drove 2 (2026) Movie Script
Can't out that too, that's what you get
(upbeat hip-hop music)
[Narrator] Look at this goof.
A wannabe pimp. (Incoherent babbling)
You bitch!
[Narrator] Set him up for that murder.
Killing police, ah. Just
like a goof supposed to.
Nigger, you smell
like busted balls, bitch.
Shut your bitch ass
up. Hurry the fuck up.
God damn, these motherfuckers,
they're pushing me out the door.
Shut the fuck up.
God damn.
Both you motherfuckers
smell like a Diddy freak-off
fuck session.
Shut your bitch ass up
and get the fucking phone.
Nigger, this is my
motherfucking jack-off hand.
Hurry up and get these fucking cuffs off.
Your fucking hands smell like it, too.
Shut the fuck up.
Busted ball head ass nigger
can see the future in your whole head,
and it's my padded bitch right here.
I could mop the floor
with y'all motherfuckers.
Motherfucker, you sound like you choking
a goddamn chicken. Shut the fuck up.
You want this call or not?
Get this shit off, nigger.
Both of you motherfuckers.
It's good to see you, big
dog. How you holding up?
You good?
Oh, shit feel good.
Nigger been eating my
motherfucking commissary, nigger.
Been fucking the COs
up in this bitch, nigger.
For sure, for sure. The streets need you.
I know, nigger, but I
should be outta this shit hole
any motherfucking moment.
Probably in a month, nigger.
A month's top, nigger.
But besides that, I gotta tell you,
we got the drop on the
little niggers that set you up.
Nigger, what? Oh, hell no.
Nigger! Do these motherfuckers
think I'm money Mike, nigger?
Do these niggers think I'm picky, nigger?
Nigger, I'm motherfucking luscious
Larry Arnold Henderson, fuckers.
They done wronged the wrong
motherfucking pimp, nigger.
I refuse to let that slide. Mm-mm.
I can't let that slide, nigger.
[CO] Henderson. Off the phone now.
Shit, nigger. Punk ass
CO. Forget all that, nigger.
When I get out, we on these
motherfucking heads, nigger.
Them niggas used to get bullied in school,
and then them motherfuckers
come here trying
to bully a pimp.
Working-for-pennies having ass
'cause I can hire them bitch-ass nickels.
Henderson, if you
don't get off that phone,
I'ma pull your ass off that fucking phone.
Man, if you don't get your
snaggletooth Tyrese Gibson,
I need to eat Wheaties like, nigger.
Oh, God damn. Help! Help! Help! Help!
Your pussy smell like soy, bitch.
Your pussy smell like soy, bitch.
Fuck. Back up, back
up. Let me get his hand.
(baton thudding)
Yeah, your bitch ass talking
all that motherfucking shit.
Bitch ass nigger. Thought you
was doing some shit, nigger.
We run this motherfucker.
(Henderson yelping)
God damn, oh!
Shut your bitch ass up.
Oh, god damn.
Man that CO my
homie, too. I'm glad he put
- Bitch ass nigger.
- Don't worry about it, boss.
We gonna get you out of there.
Scrub the ground.
They gonna pay for what they did.
(rap music)
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing that is real
Real big boss moves
Real big shit popping
Real big shit popping
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing that it's real
Real big boss moves
Real big shit popping
Real big shit popping
I turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
I keep it real, I don't be bluffing
I keep it real, I don't be bluffing
You lose money chasing
hoes, but you won't miss
Hey what about that guy?
If you keep hustling
I'm smoking marijuana
I'm smoking marijuana
A black boss like Obama
Hey, man, you got some cash?
Got a little extra dollars going on?
Come on this side. I got you.
Learn how to swim, but
watch out for piranhas
I got you. Here you go.
I said cash. I said paper money.
That's money.
This ain't shit.
It is.
Cheap ass. Why this chump change, bitch?
Get the fuck outta here.
Man, bull. (Hand slamming)
I kill your stupid ass, bull.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing that it's real
Real big boss moves, real big
I'm that man. I can't
believe I married this
stupid looking, look
how she looking out here.
Stupid ass, ugly ass mother
You safe with me, shorty.
Mickey Mouse looking motherfucker.
Oh, yeah, them hard right there.
This hoe thinks she look
good, and look at this little
short, ugly, stupid-looking
motherfucker she with.
Yeah, I like them, too. White ones, ooh.
Because it's got cream in it.
I should just go ahead
and steal all this bullshit.
Baby, you know what you
doing? You know how to dress.
You know I know how
to put that shit together.
That part.
Yeah, yeah
Clown face motherfucker. Yeah, uh-huh.
Yes, yes.
Shit, come on, just
grab 'em. Get all this shit.
All right. Okay. Clown face. Funky ass.
Bad BBL body looking motherfucker.
Appreciate you, my brother.
Motherfucker think I'm
still in love with it, but I'm not.
I am motherfucking not.
You know I'ma protect you.
Man, I want to run up
and punch this bitch
through the back of her head.
Thank you.
You so fine.
I wanna just snatch all
that motherfucking weave out.
Take it from the top.
(mellow beat music)
At least the beat cool.
[Rapper] Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I just hit a lick for
four or five bricks
I just hit a lick for
four or five bricks
I just hit a lick for
four or five bricks
My dog killed the cop
Set the pimp up for the murder
- Ah, I fucked up.
- No, he
What dude just say?
- I'm gonna just start over.
Oh.
Kid never pimp, told
him take it to the stage
Freaks and cocaine
Still getting paid
Dog killed the cop
Set the pimp up for the murder
We got heat for the
beef just like a burger
[Rapper] Hey hold up, hold up. My bad.
I forgot my ringer was on.
[Caller] Hey what's up,
man? Where you at, man?
Hey, man, I'm about
to kill this bitch, man.
Man finna kill the bitch,
and you're sitting there.
I've been stood up man.
I'm-I'm tired of you, bro.
Nigger, pull the face mask down.
I can't understand a word you saying.
Oh my bad, man. I ain't lying, bro.
Man, I'm at the motherfucking mall, man.
This bitch out here with this bitch, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'ma kill this bitch.
This bitch out here in
the motherfucking mall
with that Mighty Mouse-looking mother fuck.
What in the hell going on now?
Look, man, I'm in the mall shopping, man.
My motherfucking ex-wife.
That's my ex-wife now, man.
Hey don't, don't do
nothing stupid, my hitter.
Hey, man?
Uh, we gonna get this done
or you need like five minutes?
Hey bro, chill out.
Dang, I paid you didn't I? Hold up.
And this bitch out hear in the mall, man,
with this Mighty Mouse-looking mother fuck.
That young MA-looking ass motherfucker.
Holding hands and all kinda shit.
The one that's supposed to kidnap her, man.
The divorce ain't even fucking final.
I'm gonna kill this bitch, bro.
Calm down, bro.
Man, that's my ex-wife now, man.
Hey, don't do nothing stupid, my hitter.
This bitch out here in the mall, man,
with this Mighty Mouse-looking mother fuck.
She got me fucked up.
How you just gonna be having a motherfucker
act like they kidnapped your ass.
Now you with the motherfucker, man.
Man, I'm telling you it's on
like that. It's like that, dog.
You didn't pay me yet,
and so far your total adds up
to about 300 at the moment.
I got your weak ass 300. Dang.
Man, she got me fucked
up. Man. I'm telling you, man.
It's over, man.
Man, I'm-Man, I'm telling you, man.
I'm killing this bitch, dog.
Pull up on me. I'm at the studio.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Man, I'll see you in a minute. All right.
All right, I'll holler at you later.
I got your weak ass 300. Shit.
Trap still ain't over his
ex. This dude is obsessed.
(cars whirring)
(door thudding)
Bro. Man, I just made
this song, spent $300.
Banger, bro. Killing it.
It's about us hitting
these licks. Yes, man. Hey.
Trap!
What's, what's up, man?
Man, you over there
looking all spaced out, bro.
Man, what's up, man? Why you yelling?
Man, you spaced out,
that's why I'm yelling.
I want you to hear this
song I just recorded.
Man. Go ahead, play it.
Man. Man, man, man, what you doing?
Don't you know you telling on yourself?
Man, you don't know
what you talking about.
Telling on myself? I
ain't telling on myself.
What is you talking about, bro?
Man, look dude, you
talking about a murder.
Man, dude. Man, what the fuck is you doing?
Not just a murder, dude.
You talking about a murder of a cop.
Man, you don't know
what you talking about, bro.
This song is hot.
Man, man, man, man,
what is, what is you doing?
But I done already
gave this dude my $300.
Man, do you know we can get indicted?
What I'm supposed to do
with a song I can't even use?
Man.
I'm $300 down, man.
Man, fuck this song. You
trying to send everybody to jail.
Hey look, I like eating Chinaman.
I like eating red hot
rippers. I ain't trying to
go to a motherfucker... Mm.
Where I be eating no
motherfucking noodles
and corn chips, nigger.
Let's switch cars and
go pull up on Lucky Lou.
All right man, get rid of
that motherfucking song, man.
Man, you a hater.
Hey, man, get rid of that motherfucker
unless you wanna be locked
up some-motherfucking-where.
Man. Whatever, bro.
All right.
(car door beeping)
I don't know who this GI Joe ass nigger
think he is with this gun.
It ain't even that deep.
Ah, I ain't got nothing else to do, bro.
It's cool, it's your money. Huh.
Incredible Hulk don't want to
pay me my money. Watch this.
Yes. I would like to report a murder.
Yes, I'm a studio recording engineer,
and this rapper just came in my studio
rapping about the
murder of a police officer
and how they framed a pimp.
Do you have any unsolved similar cases?
'Cause this guy's a real creep.
Okay. I'll hold. Okay.
AR, man, the homie they got locked up.
Hella drove. And hey, his cousin?
He just as much pressure as him.
Hey, bro been hitting licks
with us for a minute now.
Pop up on Lucky Lou. Surprise this nigger.
City going dumb all
(muffled music)
Ah! Who the hell is you?
Mm, you don't remember?
We was at the bar last night.
We was both drunk as hell (laughing).
Hell no, I don't remember.
Huh.
Is that Marty?
Ah, hell no.
These nigger's gonna clown me
if they see me with that thick-ass woman.
You know I can still hear you?
You don't have to be so mean.
(music muffling)
(hands clapping)
You right. I'm finna
go see what they want.
I'll be right back.
Don't come outside.
If you don't keep it real
Man, stop rolling up in
front of my house, man.
Bro. Man, I tried calling your phone.
It kept going to voicemail.
About to come in and
smoke with you right now.
Nah.
If you don't keep it real,
it's bad for your health
I need to clean up.
This guy. Making major moves
All right, for sure. For sure.
Let me put some clothes
on, man. I'll be out in a sec.
All right.
Choose all about the money, yeah
Already paid my dues
It's all good. Mm, mm-mm-mm.
(food crunching)
Mm. Mm, mm-hmm.
No, you ain't in here eating in my bed.
Damn. I saw the snacks right there,
I thought it was okay to eat. I'm sorry.
Hell, no.
Crumbs all in the bed.
Get some clothes on. I
got an emergency to tend to.
Oh, my guy.
(birds tweeting)
Don't be a stranger. Call me, okay?
All right, whatever.
Just hurry up and go.
(door slamming)
I'm introducing Lil' Unc.
Old in the face young nigger.
Every hood got a Unc in it.
Lil' Unc, now you checking
out Big Unc. This dude stay lit.
He wired right now. Look at him.
What up?
Do it for the streets
Let me get a, I need every bottle.
We gonna start with the Don Julio.
Uh, Nayho. That ain't a fifth, though.
I need you to go grab that fifth.
Whoa, the disrespect is crazy.
It's cool though. It's
probably why you work here.
The next four bottles, gimme them too.
You got Don Julio money?
And I need some champagne.
I need a 1942 and I need
the 1738. Y'all got some Ace?
Not that one. Not that one.
The one next to that
one. Big bottles only, baby.
Don't TikTok my blunt
rolled, my music up
Mm, mm-mm-mm. The Lord is my shepherd.
You know that's like $800, right?
Hey, baby. Ring me up.
You just hop dick, like its hopscotch
I know this nigger ain't stealing.
Hold on there, ho
How many niggers you know
Just ring me up. Know
what I mean? Ring me up.
I'm trying to get it to go
It declined. You got another one?
I'm trying to get it some more
Back to the crib
So let me get through the door
Let's do it like you
never did it before
Holler the ho
Holler the ho
You fuck with me, hoe
You fucking lil' bro
Man holler me bro
Holler lil' bro
That's your lil' bitch
Man, that's my lil' hoe
Holler the hoe
My titties and me as cold ass as can be.
We make a mean team, my titties and me.
You fucking with bro
(muffled music)
Towels on me
Them drip and drown moments
I got some leverage,
make her call him, bitch
Dang, what the heck this lady doing, bro?
What the hell?
Man, I know you
weren't up in there stealing.
You steal from me?
You steal from my
store, I'm calling police.
Man, ain't nobody stealing.
Man, you know niggers
that be stealing smell like feet.
Man, did you at least get my water?
About to go poof, no win in your booth
I'm shitting on you
This shit ain't even in no bag, man,
and the shit look like it's been opened.
(door rattling)
What the fuck? This girl, what is she do?
What? Oh.
Nobody stealing. Just pull off.
Man, you is stealing, nigger.
We can see something under
your shirt. The fuck is that?
Yeah.
I gotta do what I gotta do
Man, you got this
motherfucker coming out here
and crawling all under the car,
and you up in there stealing.
I hate these hood stores.
I hate these hood stores.
Man, you stupid.
Man, ain't nobody stealing.
This guy. Get your ass
off my windshield. Get the.
Man. Bro, my tags
expired. You doing hot shit.
You stole from my store.
Your friends stole from my store.
I'm lit, hey, I feel like I'm the shit
Hey, Trap. Look at this
goofy ass dude, bro, man.
Hey, I ain't letting you
hop in my car no more, bro.
Old klepto.
Man, I'm rich, keep counting
money till it hurt my wrists
Man, what you want, some
red hot rippers or something?
Man, nah, bro. Unlike you,
I got money to pay for stuff.
Man, man, man. Cuz, just chill on out.
Now I'm about to book another trip
What's up?
This nigger, man. I ain't stealing, man.
Well, damn.
Man, what's up with some
hoes? Where the thots at?
Hey man, bro, you better hope them thots
don't find out you broke as hell.
Third eye 20-20, gotta stay woke
Man, so?
Told this dude, don't
be stealing, bro. Hot.
My tag's two years expired.
I ain't got time for this.
Gotta pay the cops if
you wanna be the boss
Bro, we out here doing our
thing, and check out these haters
trying to throw a monkey
wrench in somebody's shit.
What's up, Brody? I
think I got the perfect plan
to get some get back for boss.
What it is, cuz?
Because word on the street
these niggers think shit's sweet.
So, I got this little freak.
She said she seen they
ass outside being hell a thirsty.
So, I'm thinking we gonna
lure they ass in with some pussy
and trap they ass.
- Trap they ass?
- What you think about that?
What you think about that?
Shit, I'm with it. Shit.
Sounds like a plan to me,
so let's get some get back for the boss.
Say no more.
Yeah, the pimps got his
lil', uh, wannabe henchmen.
But hey, one monkey, two
monkeys, they don't stop no show.
Introducing the hoes.
Freak music productions
They live for the five. Woo!
Introducing the hoe house.
Aw, shit. Turn this motherfucker up.
Thank you ma'am, goddamn
She got that wham bam
She got that goddamn
Oh man, thank you, ma'am
She say, "Sock it to me"
I'ma sock it to her
She needs sexual healing
Hey, I'm the cure
Dancing, dancing, till
she hot and bothered
Wonderful day in my neighborhood
I feel like Mister Rogers
Babe. Did you unthaw
that chicken like I asked you?
What the hell you in here doing?
(bag thudding)
What the hell are you doing in here?
Really?
Babe, babe. Come on, man.
Don't "baby" me.
Now, you know I like having
fun with the hoes sometimes.
Don't even act like that.
How the hell am I gonna
run a successful brothel?
And you turned this
into a daycare for hoes.
These hoes supposed
to be on the hoe stroll.
Ain't none of these hoes working.
How the hell am I gonna
run a successful brothel?
And what the hell is she doing?
(heels clacking)
Excuse me, baby. Can
you do Daddy a favor?
Yes, Daddy. What you need me to do?
I need you to get back out there
and go make this money for me, baby.
Got you.
Appreciate that. You too.
Okay, Mr. Daddy.
And make it snappy.
And while y'all back there,
tell that other hoe to get
that banana out her mouth
and put a dick in it.
Hey, hoe.
Miss Madam said take
that banana out your mouth
and go suck a dick in it.
- Time to get this up
- Get to work.
- Outta here, bro.
Crazy.
What's up, homie?
Yo, what up, man?
Where the hoes at?
Where the money at, man?
Goddamn, bro. How much, bro? Man, damn.
Man, we the one that gave you the hoes
after bro got locked
up for killing the police.
You know I got the hoes,
man. Quit playing with me, bro.
I got a proposition for you.
Where the money at?
I need a favor.
A favor?
Nigga, you know I don't
do no favors with my hoes.
Why you so uptight anyway? Loosen up.
All right. So what you got in mind?
I just need some of your hoes
to rock this nigger to sleep for me.
Gimme two bands and it's a deal.
Two bands? I got 500 for you.
All right, bro. You got a deal, man.
Be a lame ass nigger.
Thirsty for some pussy anyway.
It is what it is.
You fucking right, it is.
We just need to rock these
lame ass nigger to sleep.
[Narrator] This is crazy.
That pimp's so-called henchman
really trying to get us up outta here.
They's trying to get us stepped on.
Wow. They some goofies.
Man, maybe I did talk a
little too much stuff to her.
She straight telling on
me. Look, 12 is here.
They is pulling up.
(door slamming)
(knuckles rapping)
(knuckles rapping)
Dispatch tell us you got
some valuable information
on the murder of one of our officers.
Yes, sir, and I can't
wait to tell y'all either.
Check this out.
So, this asshole rapper came in here
bragging about murders and robs.
We ain't talking about
no regular murders.
We talking about the murder of a
[Both] Police officer.
Do you have any social
media on these guys?
Sure do. Got 'em all.
I got all these artists information.
Social media, a phone
number. What you need?
Uh, a name?
I don't got no names.
[Narrator] Thank God she
don't know my real name. Whew.
Tattletaler of the year. Goofy.
I'd do anything for my TT.
(phone ringing)
Hit her up, see what she on.
Nephew. I told you I was
having a party over here
with me and my partners, and I needed you
to bring some wine. Hurry
up. Boy, bye, damn. Okay.
[Narrator] Did she just
try to hang up on me?
I still heard her background.
You hell a droll, TT.
I'm on the way. Goof.
It's gonna be all right, sis.
Whatever it is, we here for you. Okay?
It's my husband.
(loudly sniffling)
Aw.
He been cheating on
me since the beginning.
(nose snorting)
It's been five years. All men are dogs.
Why Jess, you don't leave the dog, then?
I love that man so much. It's hard.
It's-It's-It's hard (sniffs).
It's like I'm a drug
addict and he the drug.
I just need it. My mind be telling me no.
But my body
My body is telling me yes
Listen to me. Unconditional love means
loving him through the
good, the bad, and the ugly.
And if you ain't gonna leave him,
shut the fuck up and
smile, bitch. Like dead ass.
All right (sniffling).
Got some more wine?
My nephew on his way back with some.
Okay.
We about to turn up.
(nose sniffling)
Okay.
I got you.
Okay.
We gonna drink.
We gonna drink to this shit.
You ready to drink?
Mm-hmm.
(hip hop music)
Liquor store in the hood always popping.
Always hot as 12 o'clock
noon in the summer.
Street music
There's always some
hoes up here, too, ladies.
Yeah, I've been looking forward to this.
Ain't no stopping me
How the fuck gotta fell
off all this guap with me
Watching my pockets,
yeah they pocket watching me
Mind your business,
hoe, I'm getting mine
Damn, you kind of cute,
too. Your hair look fire.
Know what I'm saying?
Hey, man, what you doing today, man?
(muffled music booming)
What's up with it, bro. Damn, what's up?
What we got going?
Man, got all this, what
you wanna do with it?
Yeah, you ain't got some
with your local filmmaker?
Hold on, baby.
Shit, them bitch ass
niggers in the store.
What's the problem?
Oh yeah.
Okay. Yeah, I got it on me right now.
Dang man, you up here
cock blocking and stuff.
Here, you take cards? Shoot.
I don't see what she
see in your ugly ass.
I don't want no shit, here.
Gonna get on they ass, man.
What, I mean, what you want me to do?
You just working a
job that you don't like
and I'm a boss with a bad b. Fuck you.
That part.
Dumb motherfucker.
I mean, we finna leave or what?
I mean, let me know something.
Yeah, let's go and handle
that. But what we going to do?
We going lay low and then
Hey you want to hang
out later? You smoke weed?
I smoke. I got two home girls.
Ride with me right now.
Let me go get ready.
It's all right with you, can I pull up?
I can pull up. For sure. For
sure. Let me get your number.
All right.
About to get up with
them later, you feel me?
We about to get live for the five.
Just lay low. We finna wait on them.
(rap music)
(talking indistinctly)
Watching my pockets yeah,
they pocket watching me
You'd rather go shopping
they go come and shop with me
You want the props, I
just want all the property
Different color money,
real like Monopoly
About to go in here with these cougars.
Hey, TT. I got your wine.
Man, they so thirsty, man.
Ugh. Hey, love TT though.
(bottles banging)
Yeah, there you go.
Dang. It's about time.
Coming up in here looking
like your ugly ass daddy.
Man, ain't nobody worried about you, man.
How much I owe you, nephew?
Consider it a gift, TT. Ain't no thing.
What? So you really do love me?
Yes I do.
Dang. Oh, okay.
Yep.
That's what's up. Thank you.
I'm finna go in this room.
I'ma holler at you in a minute.
No, no, no. No, no, no.
I need you to go in there
and speak to my friends.
All right. Dang.
Yep.
(liquid glugging)
Ladies, this is my nephew.
I just brought him in
so he could just say hi.
- Introduce yourself.
- How y'all doing?
I'm great.
You didn't tell me your
nephew was so handsome.
Oh, and he brought wine too?
You should stay and have a drink with us.
Girl.
He ain't gonna do
nothing but bend you over,
and send you home with a wet ass.
My husband ain't did
me so long. It's a long time.
I need a big pounding and a wet ass.
Oh, wow.
It was very nice to meet y'all,
but I got other plans so
maybe another time. Love you.
All right, nephew.
I'll see you later.
Come by more often, little boy.
For sure. For sure. Peace.
Y'all crazy.
I am outta there.
Man, I smell like five different
perfumes. This is crazy.
(indistinct mumbling)
Cold as a bitch every day up in here.
Yeah, that's crazy.
Hey, man. What's up with Jessica?
She still stay up the street?
Man, what happened with Jessica?
Man, I ain't messing with
that big forehead ass girl
no more, man. (Passenger laughs)
She do got a big forehead.
She got a fat old ass.
Ah, let me see you shake it for me
For me
Let me see your
ass in front of me, girl
(laughs) Ugly ass, boy.
Me see you naked for me, for me
While we in this club
Let me see you shake it for me, for me
Let me see your
ass in front of me, girl
I could be
Man, fuck her. She is a slime ball.
Fucking jeans on
Hands in that pussy, catch a fever
Anyways, what happened?
Man, if you shut up, I can
get it out, old ugly ass boy.
Nigger, pass the weed.
Long story short, she
just wanted some dick
so I pounded it out. You dig?
For me, shake it, shake some
Shake it for me, shake it
for me, shake it, shake some
Shake it for me, shake
it for me, shake it for me
Shit better be some
Man, it smell like some doodoo.
It better be some gas.
Smell like some shit.
Watch you make a protein shake
That's a healthy booty in a blender
So you say she slimed on me. What happen?
And it's so soft, cocaine
Sure like you to push it to me, though
Cheefing on a pound, got a happy mellow
Long hair, pretty
thing, pretty body, yellow
Take and make it
bounce like a lotta Jell-O
Well, I be slinging stick, Donatello
And she know I'm a
thug, I'm a savage nigga
And the hoe sell me
love so she had to give me
She can back it up on me
When I'm posted in the
club with a caddy with me
I told her to get dressed,
and I took us both to the clinic.
(passenger laughing)
Man, you hell a motherfucking drove.
You bareback this broad?
Man, you straight up bareback the pit bull
and now your piss burn. You pissing fire.
Yep. That's what happened.
That's what happened.
Man.
Man, that's what your ass get
for bare backing these hoes.
Your dick gonna fall
off, man. You hell a drove.
I told you. I went to
the clinic. I'm good now.
Aw, you hell a drove, nigger.
Man, I am. I am.
(passenger laughing)
I got enough box of silly for everybody.
(instrumental rap song playing)
When you gambling and you losing,
and this dude on the other side popping it
like he that nigger, taking your money.
Man, aggravating. Swear to God.
Shit, gotta have some
ladies like a poon hound
(group talking indistinctly)
If you ride up with a semi
then I run up with a 10
Or nothing. All or nothing.
Big bucks, no whammies.
Only headshot, give
a fuck about the feds
(group chatting)
If we talking money, I got poon hound
I'm a Louie, Gucci,
Chucky, I be fuming down
Shit, thought I got some
haters, I got poon now
See what the fuck you done did, man?
If you ride up with semi,
then I ride up with a 10
Leave his fake shots on his tents, yeah
Only headshot, give a fuck about events
Grief is a nigger, we the best
Ah, ah, don't make me post about you.
That should be 300
Don't beat on me
because I get you money
Goddamn. This man.
Get me to a 100, the
fit came from London
We balling, no broking,
I color my young in'
He pull up
- Motherfucker.
Fuck this.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Marty.
Man, before you do that, what's
up with the dice game, man?
Then it was burning, no CashApp
Right bro. I'm finna hit
him up now, I'm finna call,
see what's up.
I mean 'cause talking is cheap
I ops to that nigger, can't
put that number on my seat
(group indistinctly talking)
See I go round this bitch like I'm deep
He can't take no call.
Who said shot a nigger?
(group indistinctly talking)
Show y'all off looking like Gucci
Call me the St. Louis bougee, yeah
Not playing no cards.
(group indistinctly talking)
Smoking like Keisha,
my ace out the freezer
No 10-4, we squeezing,
I'm swiping my Visa
Got you like sea creature
Just fall back in and leech it
Ah, money now, love the money
Calm down, bro.
Y'all keep a hundred bands
Hey, chill out, bro.
It's cool, calm down.
Man, fuck that, man.
This nigger is already for my
red one.
Did he give you too, shit.
If you talking money, I got poon now
Man, fuck that, bro. What
you mean? Dick and shit, bro.
(hand slamming)
Fuck off, bro.
Man, get out my face too, bro.
That's up, bro.
Take shots on his head, yeah
Only headshot, give a fuck about a vest
Grief is a nigger, we the best
If we talking money, I got poon now
I'm a Louis V, Chucky, I be fuming now
Shit, gotta have some
patience, I got wound now
This nigger.
If you ride up with a
semi, I ride up with a 10
Leave his face shot on his tent
Nah, man. Stay where
you is, man. I don't even have
them goofy ass niggers sticking up.
(loudly laughing)
(footsteps thudding)
The college still making deposits
Got money in pockets,
can't fit in my wallet
Just want a little
profit, you want it, I got it
Pull up in big body, with big booty
(menacingly laughing)
Versace, my diamonds stay shining
Like I'm Liberace,
bitch thick all this ice
But we don't play no hockey
Hang up the motherfucking phone.
I'm charging 2,000 to nut
(indistinctly talking)
All right, all right. Sometime right.
Man. So what's up
with the dice game, bro?
Bro, I think the dice
game just got robbed
while I was on the phone with dude, bro.
Man, you bullshitting.
And I heard the gun
cock and everything, bro.
Bro said get off the motherfucking phone.
Ah, man, that some bullshit. Hey.
Come on, man, don't look at
me, man, when I say don't look
at me, bro.
Well, damn.
Give me that phone too, bro.
Yeah, yeah, let me get
your number right now.
Hey man, you bullshitting.
No screaming, no hollering, no nothing.
None of that pussy shit.
Oh, I guess we ain't going there.
Pop your head when we get there.
Ah, man, come on, man. I don't know.
I'm a Louis, Gucci
junkie, I been free now
Thought I had some
haters, I got poon now
Them niggers hell a drove (laughs).
This some bullshit,
bro, you grown for that.
Fuck about a feds
(loudly coughing)
So what's up with the hoes?
Right, bro. I forgot to call him bro.
I'm finna call him now. See what's up.
(loudly coughing)
She just text the low bro, straight up.
Let's go over there and see
what's up with these hoes.
Man, you just got
burnt by a thot. Now you
trying to turn up with some more?
I told your goofy ass I went
to the clinic. I'm good now.
(instrumental hip-hop beat playing)
Street music
101, we hit licks for a living
We got the sexiest women
This a party and everybody
really in the building
We get licks for living
We got the sexiest women
This a party and
everybody real in the building
This a party and
everybody real in the building
[Person 1] I forgot who.
Man, who is it?
(background chatting)
Who?
Come on, man.
All right. Pizza guy. Pizza dude here.
Put your hands in the air, nigger.
You know what to do. Get back, nigger.
(door thudding)
Yeah, nigger. You know what it is.
It ain't what it is, bro.
Man, sound like bro in
trouble. Where the gun at?
Maybe y'all need to
go see what's going on.
For real, for real.
Did you hear that
horrified ass screaming?
Woman, he has been captured.
And then what's up, bro?
You can't just leave bro hanging like that.
See you a real ass
nigger. I fuck with you.
I need a weapon though.
I got this idea y'all. I got
this motherfucking razor.
(loud thudding)
What we going do with a razor?
Slice, slice, motherfucker.
Maybe we should just call the police
or something for some help.
Man, fuck the police.
They'll fuck around,
come here and shoot all our
ass up. Fuck wrong with you?
(car engine whirring)
Oh, shit.
I'm not in his way.
As long as you got them leads.
(car whirring)
(helicopter blades whirring)
Hey, bro. I thought you said this
pimp-looking motherfucker
was getting released soon.
We've been out here
for hours just looking hell a
fucking drove.
Man, the boss is on the
way, man. I mean ma'am.
Yeah, all right, bro.
Shit, whatever you wanna
call. Yeah, I don't know.
Baby, just calm down.
Just give him a minute.
He'll be out shortly.
Some bullshit.
Just be patient. He'll be out soon.
Yeah, all right.
(nose sniffling)
Nigger, I'm out this
motherfucker, nigger.
Y'all can't hold a pimp down, bitches.
Nigger, a motherfucking
pimp that made it out this
motherfucker, nigger.
(wind whooshing)
This old English town, nigger.
Nigger, this shit gold, whoa, whoa.
What's up, motherfuckers,
nigger, what's going on with?
- Ah!
- Big dog, I see.
- Nigger.
- I see.
This what we do, nigger.
This what we fucking do, nigger.
Nigger, fuck you, nigger, fuck you!
Punk ass niggers, don't think you hoe.
(door thudding)
Let's go.
It's kind of hot in this motherfucker.
Nigger, first thing first, motherfuckers.
Where the hoes at,
nigger? First thing a nigger
need when he get out
the motherfucking jail is his.
Old English and his
motherfucking hoes. Nigger, where
my motherfucking hoes?
Hey bro, the hoes is at the house.
Okay, okay, okay.
Bro end up getting murked on a mission.
Wow, nigger, y'all
motherfuckers can't do nothing right.
Y'all pissing me off, man.
Y'all niggers can't do nothing
right. Nigger, let's get up
out this motherfucker, nigger.
[Narrator] Now this guy
must be the luckiest guy
of the year. He straight
beat the murder charge
of a cop. Where?
Where they do that
at? This is St. Louis, Mo.
They don't do that here, bro.
But they did that here, bro.
That's wild, bro. That's crazy,
bro. Fuck that nigger, bro.
(laughs) This guy is
destroyed on the inside, man.
Straight up goofy. Wife been
cheating on him since day
one, and he know it.
(loudly crying)
Babe, what you doing in there?
(door thudding)
I'm taking a shit.
(hands banging)
- Come on.
Hey!
What are you doing?
Yeah. Hey babe. Yeah.
What are you doing?
(hand thudding)
No, no I'm taking, I'm taking a shit.
You taking forever.
You gone make me late.
I'll be right out just, ah.
Well, I hate when I'm late
to my appointments. Come on.
Just gimme, gimme a moment.
I know you not crying.
No, I'm taking a shit.
Uh, come on, you stink.
(loud grunting)
Oh, come on.
(dramatic crying)
Ah!
(dramatic crying)
Let go.
(nose sniffling)
[Narrator] And this
guy still won't leave.
He just goofy. Man, we lit.
Lucky Lou trapped in
traffic, and guess who I see.
(car whirring)
This nigger.
(singing) And change
going come, oh yes, it will.
It's been too hard living. Whoa,
I know change going come.
Oh, yes, it will. It's
been too hard living.
(car whirring) (music blaring)
Pound of gas, still smoking roaches
Trapped and rap,
and do it for the culture
Do it for the streets and Gucci loafers
Sliding right and
grinding Uber chauffeur
Said that I'd be broke
when I got older, brick
(muffled music pounding)
It's over, yeah, hoes be
on me, right now I'm focused
Rolling on me
(muffled music pounding)
I got soldiers
You a cock blocker, you a hater
(siren distantly blaring)
[Narrator] That was old
dude that be getting cheated on.
I was dropping it off in his wife drawers.
He just saw us in
traffic, man, this is wild.
Does it get wilder? It's crazy.
Hey, man, did y'all just see somebody?
Uh, uh, nigger, stop
stuttering. Spit it out.
Lou, you remember
when I told you that story?
I was fucking that married
woman in her house,
and her husband came through
and I had to jump out
the window and run? Man.
Yeah, that shit was crazy.
You hell a drove for that shit, bro.
Nigger, you mean to
tell me you got caught
in somebody house, fucking
with somebody wife in they crib?
Yep.
Whatever, bro.
Let's just make sure we don't
lose the pimp in traffic, man.
Straight up.
[Narrator] The luckiest guy of the year.
Pulling up to the hoe house, man. Man.
(knuckles rapping)
(excited screeching)
Oh my god, big daddy.
My hoes, my hoes. My hoes!
I missed you, big daddy.
My hoes, my hoe.
Ain't nothing like a motherfucking pimp
in his motherfucking house.
Big daddy, we were so scared.
I heard about the night
y'all had that was so scary.
Are y'all okay?
Big daddy, we were so scared.
Co-Come and tell big
daddy about it. Go ahead.
Go ahead, baby. Go go, go, go, go.
Hey listen.
- Look at my house.
- Bro.
Look at my hoes.
Can't wait to catch this guy in traffic.
- Nigger.
- On some.
Come on, baby.
Damn, my bad.
[Narrator] Man, we done
seen a lot of goofy so far,
but this guy, goofiest guy
of the year, hell a drove.
Swear to God, on my mom.
Mrs. Sloan?
Yeah, that's me.
You're good.
What up, baby? Hey,
they call you or something?
Yeah, that be happening.
(hands slamming)
Excuse me. I was here 15 minutes ago.
Did I leave my phone on your counter?
No ma'am. I haven't
seen the phone anywhere.
Are you sure? Maybe a customer found it.
Is there a lost and found here?
I'm sorry.
Can I help you, lady?
You stole my phone,
you black piece of shit.
Now give it back.
Lady, I don't know what
the hell you talking about.
You black asshole, give
me back my phone, you thief.
What the?
[Person 2] Hey, what's good?
Hey. Hey, hey. What the hell? Hey.
Did you see? He pushed me. You pushed me.
Call the cops.
Lady, you know damn
well I ain't push you,
and this ain't your phone.
Come on.
Go away. Get away from
me, you thief, you black
piece of shit. Get away,
you black piece of shit.
Now give me back my phone!
Lady, I don't know what
the hell you are talking about.
Just give me back my
phone, you black piece of shit.
Man, you know what?
Frankie, Frankie!
What the hell? (Sneakers squeaking)
What the hell is going on in there?
He was just helping me up.
Helping you what? That
don't look like no help I ever
seen. You a bold-faced
liar. I can't believe you
cheating on me again.
My man, my man, calm down, calm down.
What the hell.
Calm down, look.
What the hell is going on there?
She sent me my zipper.
You, you stay out out of this.
The only help you need is
Jesus. You. You coming with me?
What?
Excuse me.
Who you calling a nigger?
Oh, baby, I forgot my
pocket, my keys, the keys.
You still have my phone,
you black piece of shit,
now give it back.
Baby, who is this lady? Talking about?
Look, Carrie claims
that I stole her phone.
It's clear to see that this is not.
Give back my husband's phone.
There.
Oh shit.
She assaulted me. Call
the cops. Call the police.
Call the police.
Bitch quiet, let's go.
[Narrator] Now that's
unconditional love for you, man.
He knows she slime
of the year and he still.
They gone learn today.
They gone learn to
stop effing with us today.
Tired of these mofos,
so we stepping on 'em,
- in they whole house.
- Get up.
- In the brothel.
- Don't say nothing.
That's how we living.
- Don't say a word.
- Oh, my god.
Putting a end to of this foolishness.
Keep them hands up.
(loud screaming)
Get up, go that way.
Go that way. Go that way.
Okay, am I praying yet, all right.
(scared screaming)
Don't make me do it.
All right, bro. Oh, my god.
You gotta put your hands down.
Get back there, get back.
(door squeaking)
Don't say nothing. Get
back there. Get back.
Don't say nothing. Don't say nothing.
Shut up, right now. Be quiet.
Get your ass up. Wake up. Wake up now.
- Get up.
- Shit.
Take your freaky ass... Oh, my god.
Broke ass shit I got going on up in here.
- Baby, I'm scared.
- Me too.
Man, what the hell? Man
I just got out of fucking jail.
And I, so what?
(scared crying)
Fill up this trash bag.
Nigger, goddamn, I
can't. Nigger, where you at?
I can't see you. You see I got glasses on.
Nigger, last time I seen you,
I had a gun pointed in my face
and all I had was some mace.
Now the joke's on you, your goofy ass punk.
(plastic whooshing)
Fill this trash bag up, pussy ass nigger.
Marty, Marty, come on,
please. Marty, come on. Please.
Come on, Marty. Come on,
please, man. Come on. Marty.
And you, you the slime ball of the year.
I can't believe my partner
married an ain't shit.
Hey come on, bro. You
ain't even gotta do all that, bro.
Sick of this.
- Get on the wall.
- Be quiet.
Don't move.
Get your goofy ass on the wall.
Hey man, I apologize
for putting a gun on your
Samuel L. Jackson looking ass.
I don't give, I don't give a fuck.
Fuck you.
Get on the wall before
I blow a cap in your ass.
Bust a cap in you.
When you leave, I'ma
be talking again nigger.
Shut your goofy ass up.
Bro.
Hey, shut up. Count, count. Fast.
You tender, nigger.
Yeah, so? So? So? So?
Bitch.
No, you got me
fucked up. I ain't no bitch.
And you, you the slime ball of the year.
I can't believe my partner
married an ain't shit
- bitch like you.
- Come on.
Don't make me do it.
Nigger hurt the hoes,
nigger don't hurt me.
Here you go, nigger, I'm
sorry, nigger. Please, nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger.
I can't believe I liked you.
I can't believe I liked you.
Nigger, please, all this
nigger shit. Hey, $40, nigger
shit. Get a pussy ass there.
- I liked you.
- Boy.
And, and I got you hit. I got you hit.
(Lou mumbling)
(hip-hop music)
[Narrator] And I am thinking
lucky Lou holding it down
downstairs, bro. This
guy come upstairs, hah.
Hella drove, damn lucky
Lou. Man, look, look.
Got this guy pointing a
gun at me. You look scared.
You telling me to shoot, shoot, shoot.
Both got hell a drove, dome on everybody.
Let's play big gun. Take look gun.
Straight up. We had, thank God we was able
to flip the script on this
guy, bro. Straight up.
Dang, lucky Lou. That
was a close call. Oof.
Back to these thots
and this goofy ass pimp.
- Gonna be hittting.
- You all right?
[Narrator] All these mofos
going to get on the floor.
Does it look like I'm all right, nigger?
[Narrator] Get down and
lay down, count the house.
Shoot this motherfucker.
[Narrator] Don't get up.
(loud coughing)
Yeah, nigger, yeah.
That's good.
Yeah. Man, shove this motherfucker, bro.
He's talking shit. Look at this musty ass.
Goofy ass nigger.
Get your clown ass over
there with the rest of them.
I know y'all. Goofy ass, big thotty ass.
Thought he have to drop.
Get over there and kneel, nigger.
Yeah.
- Ha, nigger.
- Yeah.
Point it at him. Point it at him.
Ain't no fun, nigger.
Step back and point it at
him. Back and point it at him.
Yeah, ain't no fun, nigger.
Man, shut this door, man.
Be quiet, fool. All y'all
years, the pain, man.
Leaky niggers. Yeah, man, we came with him.
We came in. We came in.
I'ma well play it like
that, will play it like that,
you feel me?
Yeah.
Shut the fuck up.
Yeah.
Stop, hey, shut the fuck up.
Count.
(hand tapping)
(knuckles loudly knocking)
[Narrator] Check me out.
I'm sleeping good, dreaming
and all, good dreams. Sleeping like a baby.
But hey, everybody know that
police now, so I'm getting up.
Had to pee-pee. I listen.
Yeah, that's the police not, bro.
Man, we gotta put this
up, ut why would the police
be here though, man?
They can't be here over us robbing a pimp.
Nigger call 12 on us. Nah,
bro. That ain't gangster, bro.
Why is they here, man?
This is tripping me out, damn.
Bantu going to be mad as hell.
(door thudding)
Nephew, what is you doing
with this gun in my house?
Chill. Chill. I got this to keep us safe.
Don't worry about that, man.
Who is that knocking at the door?
It's the police.
Poli
Yes, it's the police. Po-lice.
I'm finna go see what they want.
Chill, chill.
What's going on up in here?
(hand knocking)
What? Why is you knocking
on my door like that, bro?
Why is you banging on
my door like that, bro?
Are you Marty Bay?
Yeah, but why is you here?
That don't mean nothing.
You're wanted for questioning
in a murder with a police officer.
Oh, hell no. I don't know nothing.
I don't know nothing about
no murder and no cop. No. No.
I don't know. I know I
don't know nothing about
no murder and no cop.
Tell that to the judge and the detectives
'cause I gotta take you in.
Hell no.
Well, that's not up to me.
You can save it for the
detective. You gotta come with me.
Man. This dude straight
arresting me, bro. Man.
I can't go to jail. I can't.
I won't go to jail, bro.
Yeah, I'm outta here.
Time to go. Cry and he fails.
Hella drove.
Lord. Pray for my nephew. This man is
Stupid ass nigger. Goofy
ass nigger. Big head ass nigger.
You going to jail, Marty.
Welcome back Marty.
Okay.
Can I offer you a water?
Yeah, I need something to drink, man.
Some swisher?
Oh, shit.
Newport?
Yeah, oh, oh.
So Mr. Marty, as you may know,
there was a police officer
killed in a routine traffic stop
not too long ago.
Do you know anything about
that? Give us the information.
Tell us who you was with.
I don't know nothing
about no police officer dying.
I need my lawyer. That's what I need.
I don't know nothing about none of that.
You got any info on that?
I don't know nothing
about no police officer
getting killed, man. Where is my lawyer?
How your lawyer going to
help you when we got recorded
audio of you confessing to the murder?
Kidnap a pimp, told
him take us to the stash
Bricks of cocaine, kush and the cash
Dog killed the
[Narrator] I can't believe
this so-called engineer
call herself trying to snitch on somebody.
So Mr. Marty, proof's in the pudding.
Just tell us who you was with.
You work with us. We gonna work with you.
Okay? Yeah.
(hand banging)
Proof's in the pud.
Tell us what you know.
All right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'ma tell y'all. Tell y'all what
y'all need to know (laughs).
Y'all need to know if I
ain't charged with nothing,
y'all need to call my lawyer or let me go.
That's what y'all need to
know. Y'all need to know that.
Okay, well look, you ain't
being charged with nothing yet,
but don't get too comfortable. All right?
Yes.
Let me get them handcuffs, man.
Yes, thank you Jesus.
Now don't get too comfortable
and don't try to skip town on me.
I'm taking all of it.
Don't try to skip town on me now.
Skip dirt.
That is messed up,
bro. She a stud but she a,
she a she, bro. Dang bro. Bro, slapping.
Well, she did tell, she told on him. Dang.
My hitter.
My hitter, what's happening?
Man, you won't believe
what just happened, bro.
I had a feeling you was
over here, straight up.
This the spot you is.
I just had to whoop the
studio engineer ass, smack,
smacking the shit out of her ass.
Like all this. The
bitch tried to tell on me
to the police over that
song I let y'all heard.
This shit crazy, man. All up in her face.
Bro. That's a girl, my nigger.
It's a stud.
That's a girl, bro. You clowning.
It's a stud. She not no girl, she a stud,
want to be a dude, right.
Her and him. Anyway,
she tried to snitch on me
over that song I did, bro.
That I let y'all hear the other
day ago. She let the police
hear it.
All these girls, this big old huge girl
coming over here hell a fast, bro.
I don't know who that is, bro.
For real, bro.
I know who know that is.
Bro, she look mad.
Excuse me?
Damn. Fuck.
- I said excuse me.
- For real.
What's up? You said
you was gonna call me.
It's been a whole week and still no call.
Haters be popping up on
me like that. What's wrong
with you?
Bro, man, tell tell your
girl don't be pushing me
like that, bro.
Boy. I said excuse me.
Why the fuck do you have sex with me
and not call, you like I'm
not understanding that.
Like what's up with that?
Bro. You need to get your girl.
Boy. I said "Excuse me".
Hey, this is not my girl, bro.
Boy.
You need to go.
You know what?
She gotta go. This is not my girl, bro.
You need to go.
(hands clapping)
Don't worry about it. Fuck all that.
That's why... you gotta go.
I know you saying so you better call.
Tripping.
Thought I was gone habe
to knock her ass off, bro.
Thought I was gonna
have to poo-poo-poo. Poo!
You still hell a drove, bro.
She were big as hell, bro. You are wild.
[Narrator] To the hood park,
meeting up with Lucky Lou.
Talk these business plans, man.
Because you gotta
figure out something to do
with this money, man.
Don't worry about you.
[Narrator] Gotta invest
it. If we don't invest it, man,
we just going to blow this shit again.
Anyway, man.
[Narrator] I'm tired
of blowing money, man.
I want this money to keep
growing, man. So lucky Lou.
What's the plan? So we got
the money, we got the plan,
and the plan is to get this smoke shop.
Smoke shop it is, man. Great idea.
Yep.
[Narrator] That's how we live it.
(background chatting)
Y'all use a lot of product
here or something, man.
Woo-wee, I got this gas mask over here.
You know we got man, you know.
Hm.
This motherfucker right
here going to put a man down.
Okay, nephew. I see you.
Yeah, you know we big step.
(background chatting)
You got a lot going on.
What's the deals over here?
I saw your small boyfriend you was with.
Hah, you, y'all ain't
want to come in together
but hah, I saw your small boyfriend.
That's all right. Big things come
in small packages now.
What's the family discount?
Five percent.
Five?
I ain't going no
lower. I ain't got no bag.
I see you still cheap just
like your ugly ass daddy.
I was looking for a bag.
You cool without a bag?
Yep.
Here.
Let me see. Let me see. Is it here?
Matter of fact.
It's rubber right here?
Don't tell nobody I gave that to you.
Okay.
That's the family discount.
Okay, I got you. Thank you.
You welcome.
(reggae music)
Man, that's the hell a
drove. Whatever the f.
Oh this is EpiPen?
Yeah, yeah, it's a EpiPen.
Oh, shit. Nigger, you
be high as a motherfucker
fucking with this. I just
want the flowers, bro.
You got some flowers?
Yeah, we got the flower,
bro. Where the flow-Last one.
Hell motherfucking.
Hella drove, boy. Damn.
That's right. I hope
that's some gas, bro.
This better not be no bullshit, man.
Man, that's that pressure, bro.
Boy, I been waiting on this shit, man.
I been hearing the talk. All right, bro,
don't, don't be telling
me no goofy shit, bro.
Let me know how I hit.
Wait till you get home.
Smoke that with your lady.
Your big fat lady, bro.
The thing about a big
woman, pussy everywhere.
Let me know how that hit.
All right, man.
Thank you.
Right on, homie.
(door squeaking)
Hey.
That hell a drove. Hold
on. Let me get you right, bro.
Let me get you right. Let
me get you right. Yeah.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Yeah. Hold on, hold on.
- Damn boy.
- Act like I'm
Smell that shit.
Yeah, that's that gas. That's that gas.
That's that gas.
All right. Get you
right, straight up type shit.
All right, my hitter.
Y'all take card?
We do take card.
All right.
Put it on this tap thing. Tap it, tap it.
Thank you, my brother.
Yes, sir. Come back. Spend more money.
I will be spending more
money as long as you
got more of that gas that hell a drove.
And you'll be spending what?
More money.
There we go.
(hands clapping)
Good looking out, bro.
Appreciate you.
Likewise, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
(radio indistinctly playing)
My hitter.
Boy.
Successful day, bro. Successful day, man.
See how we living?
(traffic whirring)
Yes, sir, man. Sold out, bro.
Sold out. That's what we did.
That's how we living.
Yeah, man. We sold out, sold out.
Sold all the way.
(loud cheering)
Appreciate, I appreciate
you coming here, boy.
Man. You the man. You
the man. Hey I told him.
(group exclaiming)
That shit ain't getting to it.
All right, bro. All right.
Don't even, man, get in this joint.
Come on, come.
Let's go.
Don't get rained on.
Get rained on.
- Hey, my boy.
- See.
Where y'all... Appreciate you.
Man, stay up, my nigger.
Likewise.
Hella drove.
Hey, man, I'm about to get
fucked up tonight type shit.
Hella drove. Yeah, I'm
finna hit that motherfucker.
- I'm coming back.
- Yeah.
(hands clapping)
They got grill, we got kush. Dope shit.
I know you fucking with it.
Let's go. (Loudly coughing)
(group excitedly chatting)
This is our last goodbye.
Oh, shit.
Dope, boy, get off that shit.
Hey, hey. Yeah.
Thank you, nephew.
Yeah.
You know, you know how to
get your auntie together, baby.
Yeah.
Congratulations. I'm proud
of you. I'm proud of you.
Thank you, thank you. Back, come back.
What about me?
I got you.
Come back.
All right, all right, V-O-P, V-O-P, V-O-P.
(wind whooshing)
= Get rained.
Get ready.
(excitedly chatting)
You did that, bro. You did that.
We ain't gotta rob niggers no more.
God is good.
We opened up a successful
smoke shop, man. Ha!
Yeah.
Ah, yeah.
Sky's the limit. Matter
of fact, we going past that.
Hey man, put your fist there,
bro. Put your fist there, bro.
Hey, nigger. Oh the count
of three. Hella drove, nigger.
One, two, three.
[Both] Hella drove, hey.
Hanging us up too
Old bitch, you gassed it
(instrumental hip-hop music)
Street music
(instrumental hip-hop music)
(music fading out)
(upbeat hip-hop music)
[Narrator] Look at this goof.
A wannabe pimp. (Incoherent babbling)
You bitch!
[Narrator] Set him up for that murder.
Killing police, ah. Just
like a goof supposed to.
Nigger, you smell
like busted balls, bitch.
Shut your bitch ass
up. Hurry the fuck up.
God damn, these motherfuckers,
they're pushing me out the door.
Shut the fuck up.
God damn.
Both you motherfuckers
smell like a Diddy freak-off
fuck session.
Shut your bitch ass up
and get the fucking phone.
Nigger, this is my
motherfucking jack-off hand.
Hurry up and get these fucking cuffs off.
Your fucking hands smell like it, too.
Shut the fuck up.
Busted ball head ass nigger
can see the future in your whole head,
and it's my padded bitch right here.
I could mop the floor
with y'all motherfuckers.
Motherfucker, you sound like you choking
a goddamn chicken. Shut the fuck up.
You want this call or not?
Get this shit off, nigger.
Both of you motherfuckers.
It's good to see you, big
dog. How you holding up?
You good?
Oh, shit feel good.
Nigger been eating my
motherfucking commissary, nigger.
Been fucking the COs
up in this bitch, nigger.
For sure, for sure. The streets need you.
I know, nigger, but I
should be outta this shit hole
any motherfucking moment.
Probably in a month, nigger.
A month's top, nigger.
But besides that, I gotta tell you,
we got the drop on the
little niggers that set you up.
Nigger, what? Oh, hell no.
Nigger! Do these motherfuckers
think I'm money Mike, nigger?
Do these niggers think I'm picky, nigger?
Nigger, I'm motherfucking luscious
Larry Arnold Henderson, fuckers.
They done wronged the wrong
motherfucking pimp, nigger.
I refuse to let that slide. Mm-mm.
I can't let that slide, nigger.
[CO] Henderson. Off the phone now.
Shit, nigger. Punk ass
CO. Forget all that, nigger.
When I get out, we on these
motherfucking heads, nigger.
Them niggas used to get bullied in school,
and then them motherfuckers
come here trying
to bully a pimp.
Working-for-pennies having ass
'cause I can hire them bitch-ass nickels.
Henderson, if you
don't get off that phone,
I'ma pull your ass off that fucking phone.
Man, if you don't get your
snaggletooth Tyrese Gibson,
I need to eat Wheaties like, nigger.
Oh, God damn. Help! Help! Help! Help!
Your pussy smell like soy, bitch.
Your pussy smell like soy, bitch.
Fuck. Back up, back
up. Let me get his hand.
(baton thudding)
Yeah, your bitch ass talking
all that motherfucking shit.
Bitch ass nigger. Thought you
was doing some shit, nigger.
We run this motherfucker.
(Henderson yelping)
God damn, oh!
Shut your bitch ass up.
Oh, god damn.
Man that CO my
homie, too. I'm glad he put
- Bitch ass nigger.
- Don't worry about it, boss.
We gonna get you out of there.
Scrub the ground.
They gonna pay for what they did.
(rap music)
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing that is real
Real big boss moves
Real big shit popping
Real big shit popping
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing that it's real
Real big boss moves
Real big shit popping
Real big shit popping
I turn nothing into something
I turn nothing into something
I keep it real, I don't be bluffing
I keep it real, I don't be bluffing
You lose money chasing
hoes, but you won't miss
Hey what about that guy?
If you keep hustling
I'm smoking marijuana
I'm smoking marijuana
A black boss like Obama
Hey, man, you got some cash?
Got a little extra dollars going on?
Come on this side. I got you.
Learn how to swim, but
watch out for piranhas
I got you. Here you go.
I said cash. I said paper money.
That's money.
This ain't shit.
It is.
Cheap ass. Why this chump change, bitch?
Get the fuck outta here.
Man, bull. (Hand slamming)
I kill your stupid ass, bull.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm coming
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing how I'm rocking
Yeah, you seeing that it's real
Real big boss moves, real big
I'm that man. I can't
believe I married this
stupid looking, look
how she looking out here.
Stupid ass, ugly ass mother
You safe with me, shorty.
Mickey Mouse looking motherfucker.
Oh, yeah, them hard right there.
This hoe thinks she look
good, and look at this little
short, ugly, stupid-looking
motherfucker she with.
Yeah, I like them, too. White ones, ooh.
Because it's got cream in it.
I should just go ahead
and steal all this bullshit.
Baby, you know what you
doing? You know how to dress.
You know I know how
to put that shit together.
That part.
Yeah, yeah
Clown face motherfucker. Yeah, uh-huh.
Yes, yes.
Shit, come on, just
grab 'em. Get all this shit.
All right. Okay. Clown face. Funky ass.
Bad BBL body looking motherfucker.
Appreciate you, my brother.
Motherfucker think I'm
still in love with it, but I'm not.
I am motherfucking not.
You know I'ma protect you.
Man, I want to run up
and punch this bitch
through the back of her head.
Thank you.
You so fine.
I wanna just snatch all
that motherfucking weave out.
Take it from the top.
(mellow beat music)
At least the beat cool.
[Rapper] Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I just hit a lick for
four or five bricks
I just hit a lick for
four or five bricks
I just hit a lick for
four or five bricks
My dog killed the cop
Set the pimp up for the murder
- Ah, I fucked up.
- No, he
What dude just say?
- I'm gonna just start over.
Oh.
Kid never pimp, told
him take it to the stage
Freaks and cocaine
Still getting paid
Dog killed the cop
Set the pimp up for the murder
We got heat for the
beef just like a burger
[Rapper] Hey hold up, hold up. My bad.
I forgot my ringer was on.
[Caller] Hey what's up,
man? Where you at, man?
Hey, man, I'm about
to kill this bitch, man.
Man finna kill the bitch,
and you're sitting there.
I've been stood up man.
I'm-I'm tired of you, bro.
Nigger, pull the face mask down.
I can't understand a word you saying.
Oh my bad, man. I ain't lying, bro.
Man, I'm at the motherfucking mall, man.
This bitch out here with this bitch, man.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'ma kill this bitch.
This bitch out here in
the motherfucking mall
with that Mighty Mouse-looking mother fuck.
What in the hell going on now?
Look, man, I'm in the mall shopping, man.
My motherfucking ex-wife.
That's my ex-wife now, man.
Hey don't, don't do
nothing stupid, my hitter.
Hey, man?
Uh, we gonna get this done
or you need like five minutes?
Hey bro, chill out.
Dang, I paid you didn't I? Hold up.
And this bitch out hear in the mall, man,
with this Mighty Mouse-looking mother fuck.
That young MA-looking ass motherfucker.
Holding hands and all kinda shit.
The one that's supposed to kidnap her, man.
The divorce ain't even fucking final.
I'm gonna kill this bitch, bro.
Calm down, bro.
Man, that's my ex-wife now, man.
Hey, don't do nothing stupid, my hitter.
This bitch out here in the mall, man,
with this Mighty Mouse-looking mother fuck.
She got me fucked up.
How you just gonna be having a motherfucker
act like they kidnapped your ass.
Now you with the motherfucker, man.
Man, I'm telling you it's on
like that. It's like that, dog.
You didn't pay me yet,
and so far your total adds up
to about 300 at the moment.
I got your weak ass 300. Dang.
Man, she got me fucked
up. Man. I'm telling you, man.
It's over, man.
Man, I'm-Man, I'm telling you, man.
I'm killing this bitch, dog.
Pull up on me. I'm at the studio.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Man, I'll see you in a minute. All right.
All right, I'll holler at you later.
I got your weak ass 300. Shit.
Trap still ain't over his
ex. This dude is obsessed.
(cars whirring)
(door thudding)
Bro. Man, I just made
this song, spent $300.
Banger, bro. Killing it.
It's about us hitting
these licks. Yes, man. Hey.
Trap!
What's, what's up, man?
Man, you over there
looking all spaced out, bro.
Man, what's up, man? Why you yelling?
Man, you spaced out,
that's why I'm yelling.
I want you to hear this
song I just recorded.
Man. Go ahead, play it.
Man. Man, man, man, what you doing?
Don't you know you telling on yourself?
Man, you don't know
what you talking about.
Telling on myself? I
ain't telling on myself.
What is you talking about, bro?
Man, look dude, you
talking about a murder.
Man, dude. Man, what the fuck is you doing?
Not just a murder, dude.
You talking about a murder of a cop.
Man, you don't know
what you talking about, bro.
This song is hot.
Man, man, man, man,
what is, what is you doing?
But I done already
gave this dude my $300.
Man, do you know we can get indicted?
What I'm supposed to do
with a song I can't even use?
Man.
I'm $300 down, man.
Man, fuck this song. You
trying to send everybody to jail.
Hey look, I like eating Chinaman.
I like eating red hot
rippers. I ain't trying to
go to a motherfucker... Mm.
Where I be eating no
motherfucking noodles
and corn chips, nigger.
Let's switch cars and
go pull up on Lucky Lou.
All right man, get rid of
that motherfucking song, man.
Man, you a hater.
Hey, man, get rid of that motherfucker
unless you wanna be locked
up some-motherfucking-where.
Man. Whatever, bro.
All right.
(car door beeping)
I don't know who this GI Joe ass nigger
think he is with this gun.
It ain't even that deep.
Ah, I ain't got nothing else to do, bro.
It's cool, it's your money. Huh.
Incredible Hulk don't want to
pay me my money. Watch this.
Yes. I would like to report a murder.
Yes, I'm a studio recording engineer,
and this rapper just came in my studio
rapping about the
murder of a police officer
and how they framed a pimp.
Do you have any unsolved similar cases?
'Cause this guy's a real creep.
Okay. I'll hold. Okay.
AR, man, the homie they got locked up.
Hella drove. And hey, his cousin?
He just as much pressure as him.
Hey, bro been hitting licks
with us for a minute now.
Pop up on Lucky Lou. Surprise this nigger.
City going dumb all
(muffled music)
Ah! Who the hell is you?
Mm, you don't remember?
We was at the bar last night.
We was both drunk as hell (laughing).
Hell no, I don't remember.
Huh.
Is that Marty?
Ah, hell no.
These nigger's gonna clown me
if they see me with that thick-ass woman.
You know I can still hear you?
You don't have to be so mean.
(music muffling)
(hands clapping)
You right. I'm finna
go see what they want.
I'll be right back.
Don't come outside.
If you don't keep it real
Man, stop rolling up in
front of my house, man.
Bro. Man, I tried calling your phone.
It kept going to voicemail.
About to come in and
smoke with you right now.
Nah.
If you don't keep it real,
it's bad for your health
I need to clean up.
This guy. Making major moves
All right, for sure. For sure.
Let me put some clothes
on, man. I'll be out in a sec.
All right.
Choose all about the money, yeah
Already paid my dues
It's all good. Mm, mm-mm-mm.
(food crunching)
Mm. Mm, mm-hmm.
No, you ain't in here eating in my bed.
Damn. I saw the snacks right there,
I thought it was okay to eat. I'm sorry.
Hell, no.
Crumbs all in the bed.
Get some clothes on. I
got an emergency to tend to.
Oh, my guy.
(birds tweeting)
Don't be a stranger. Call me, okay?
All right, whatever.
Just hurry up and go.
(door slamming)
I'm introducing Lil' Unc.
Old in the face young nigger.
Every hood got a Unc in it.
Lil' Unc, now you checking
out Big Unc. This dude stay lit.
He wired right now. Look at him.
What up?
Do it for the streets
Let me get a, I need every bottle.
We gonna start with the Don Julio.
Uh, Nayho. That ain't a fifth, though.
I need you to go grab that fifth.
Whoa, the disrespect is crazy.
It's cool though. It's
probably why you work here.
The next four bottles, gimme them too.
You got Don Julio money?
And I need some champagne.
I need a 1942 and I need
the 1738. Y'all got some Ace?
Not that one. Not that one.
The one next to that
one. Big bottles only, baby.
Don't TikTok my blunt
rolled, my music up
Mm, mm-mm-mm. The Lord is my shepherd.
You know that's like $800, right?
Hey, baby. Ring me up.
You just hop dick, like its hopscotch
I know this nigger ain't stealing.
Hold on there, ho
How many niggers you know
Just ring me up. Know
what I mean? Ring me up.
I'm trying to get it to go
It declined. You got another one?
I'm trying to get it some more
Back to the crib
So let me get through the door
Let's do it like you
never did it before
Holler the ho
Holler the ho
You fuck with me, hoe
You fucking lil' bro
Man holler me bro
Holler lil' bro
That's your lil' bitch
Man, that's my lil' hoe
Holler the hoe
My titties and me as cold ass as can be.
We make a mean team, my titties and me.
You fucking with bro
(muffled music)
Towels on me
Them drip and drown moments
I got some leverage,
make her call him, bitch
Dang, what the heck this lady doing, bro?
What the hell?
Man, I know you
weren't up in there stealing.
You steal from me?
You steal from my
store, I'm calling police.
Man, ain't nobody stealing.
Man, you know niggers
that be stealing smell like feet.
Man, did you at least get my water?
About to go poof, no win in your booth
I'm shitting on you
This shit ain't even in no bag, man,
and the shit look like it's been opened.
(door rattling)
What the fuck? This girl, what is she do?
What? Oh.
Nobody stealing. Just pull off.
Man, you is stealing, nigger.
We can see something under
your shirt. The fuck is that?
Yeah.
I gotta do what I gotta do
Man, you got this
motherfucker coming out here
and crawling all under the car,
and you up in there stealing.
I hate these hood stores.
I hate these hood stores.
Man, you stupid.
Man, ain't nobody stealing.
This guy. Get your ass
off my windshield. Get the.
Man. Bro, my tags
expired. You doing hot shit.
You stole from my store.
Your friends stole from my store.
I'm lit, hey, I feel like I'm the shit
Hey, Trap. Look at this
goofy ass dude, bro, man.
Hey, I ain't letting you
hop in my car no more, bro.
Old klepto.
Man, I'm rich, keep counting
money till it hurt my wrists
Man, what you want, some
red hot rippers or something?
Man, nah, bro. Unlike you,
I got money to pay for stuff.
Man, man, man. Cuz, just chill on out.
Now I'm about to book another trip
What's up?
This nigger, man. I ain't stealing, man.
Well, damn.
Man, what's up with some
hoes? Where the thots at?
Hey man, bro, you better hope them thots
don't find out you broke as hell.
Third eye 20-20, gotta stay woke
Man, so?
Told this dude, don't
be stealing, bro. Hot.
My tag's two years expired.
I ain't got time for this.
Gotta pay the cops if
you wanna be the boss
Bro, we out here doing our
thing, and check out these haters
trying to throw a monkey
wrench in somebody's shit.
What's up, Brody? I
think I got the perfect plan
to get some get back for boss.
What it is, cuz?
Because word on the street
these niggers think shit's sweet.
So, I got this little freak.
She said she seen they
ass outside being hell a thirsty.
So, I'm thinking we gonna
lure they ass in with some pussy
and trap they ass.
- Trap they ass?
- What you think about that?
What you think about that?
Shit, I'm with it. Shit.
Sounds like a plan to me,
so let's get some get back for the boss.
Say no more.
Yeah, the pimps got his
lil', uh, wannabe henchmen.
But hey, one monkey, two
monkeys, they don't stop no show.
Introducing the hoes.
Freak music productions
They live for the five. Woo!
Introducing the hoe house.
Aw, shit. Turn this motherfucker up.
Thank you ma'am, goddamn
She got that wham bam
She got that goddamn
Oh man, thank you, ma'am
She say, "Sock it to me"
I'ma sock it to her
She needs sexual healing
Hey, I'm the cure
Dancing, dancing, till
she hot and bothered
Wonderful day in my neighborhood
I feel like Mister Rogers
Babe. Did you unthaw
that chicken like I asked you?
What the hell you in here doing?
(bag thudding)
What the hell are you doing in here?
Really?
Babe, babe. Come on, man.
Don't "baby" me.
Now, you know I like having
fun with the hoes sometimes.
Don't even act like that.
How the hell am I gonna
run a successful brothel?
And you turned this
into a daycare for hoes.
These hoes supposed
to be on the hoe stroll.
Ain't none of these hoes working.
How the hell am I gonna
run a successful brothel?
And what the hell is she doing?
(heels clacking)
Excuse me, baby. Can
you do Daddy a favor?
Yes, Daddy. What you need me to do?
I need you to get back out there
and go make this money for me, baby.
Got you.
Appreciate that. You too.
Okay, Mr. Daddy.
And make it snappy.
And while y'all back there,
tell that other hoe to get
that banana out her mouth
and put a dick in it.
Hey, hoe.
Miss Madam said take
that banana out your mouth
and go suck a dick in it.
- Time to get this up
- Get to work.
- Outta here, bro.
Crazy.
What's up, homie?
Yo, what up, man?
Where the hoes at?
Where the money at, man?
Goddamn, bro. How much, bro? Man, damn.
Man, we the one that gave you the hoes
after bro got locked
up for killing the police.
You know I got the hoes,
man. Quit playing with me, bro.
I got a proposition for you.
Where the money at?
I need a favor.
A favor?
Nigga, you know I don't
do no favors with my hoes.
Why you so uptight anyway? Loosen up.
All right. So what you got in mind?
I just need some of your hoes
to rock this nigger to sleep for me.
Gimme two bands and it's a deal.
Two bands? I got 500 for you.
All right, bro. You got a deal, man.
Be a lame ass nigger.
Thirsty for some pussy anyway.
It is what it is.
You fucking right, it is.
We just need to rock these
lame ass nigger to sleep.
[Narrator] This is crazy.
That pimp's so-called henchman
really trying to get us up outta here.
They's trying to get us stepped on.
Wow. They some goofies.
Man, maybe I did talk a
little too much stuff to her.
She straight telling on
me. Look, 12 is here.
They is pulling up.
(door slamming)
(knuckles rapping)
(knuckles rapping)
Dispatch tell us you got
some valuable information
on the murder of one of our officers.
Yes, sir, and I can't
wait to tell y'all either.
Check this out.
So, this asshole rapper came in here
bragging about murders and robs.
We ain't talking about
no regular murders.
We talking about the murder of a
[Both] Police officer.
Do you have any social
media on these guys?
Sure do. Got 'em all.
I got all these artists information.
Social media, a phone
number. What you need?
Uh, a name?
I don't got no names.
[Narrator] Thank God she
don't know my real name. Whew.
Tattletaler of the year. Goofy.
I'd do anything for my TT.
(phone ringing)
Hit her up, see what she on.
Nephew. I told you I was
having a party over here
with me and my partners, and I needed you
to bring some wine. Hurry
up. Boy, bye, damn. Okay.
[Narrator] Did she just
try to hang up on me?
I still heard her background.
You hell a droll, TT.
I'm on the way. Goof.
It's gonna be all right, sis.
Whatever it is, we here for you. Okay?
It's my husband.
(loudly sniffling)
Aw.
He been cheating on
me since the beginning.
(nose snorting)
It's been five years. All men are dogs.
Why Jess, you don't leave the dog, then?
I love that man so much. It's hard.
It's-It's-It's hard (sniffs).
It's like I'm a drug
addict and he the drug.
I just need it. My mind be telling me no.
But my body
My body is telling me yes
Listen to me. Unconditional love means
loving him through the
good, the bad, and the ugly.
And if you ain't gonna leave him,
shut the fuck up and
smile, bitch. Like dead ass.
All right (sniffling).
Got some more wine?
My nephew on his way back with some.
Okay.
We about to turn up.
(nose sniffling)
Okay.
I got you.
Okay.
We gonna drink.
We gonna drink to this shit.
You ready to drink?
Mm-hmm.
(hip hop music)
Liquor store in the hood always popping.
Always hot as 12 o'clock
noon in the summer.
Street music
There's always some
hoes up here, too, ladies.
Yeah, I've been looking forward to this.
Ain't no stopping me
How the fuck gotta fell
off all this guap with me
Watching my pockets,
yeah they pocket watching me
Mind your business,
hoe, I'm getting mine
Damn, you kind of cute,
too. Your hair look fire.
Know what I'm saying?
Hey, man, what you doing today, man?
(muffled music booming)
What's up with it, bro. Damn, what's up?
What we got going?
Man, got all this, what
you wanna do with it?
Yeah, you ain't got some
with your local filmmaker?
Hold on, baby.
Shit, them bitch ass
niggers in the store.
What's the problem?
Oh yeah.
Okay. Yeah, I got it on me right now.
Dang man, you up here
cock blocking and stuff.
Here, you take cards? Shoot.
I don't see what she
see in your ugly ass.
I don't want no shit, here.
Gonna get on they ass, man.
What, I mean, what you want me to do?
You just working a
job that you don't like
and I'm a boss with a bad b. Fuck you.
That part.
Dumb motherfucker.
I mean, we finna leave or what?
I mean, let me know something.
Yeah, let's go and handle
that. But what we going to do?
We going lay low and then
Hey you want to hang
out later? You smoke weed?
I smoke. I got two home girls.
Ride with me right now.
Let me go get ready.
It's all right with you, can I pull up?
I can pull up. For sure. For
sure. Let me get your number.
All right.
About to get up with
them later, you feel me?
We about to get live for the five.
Just lay low. We finna wait on them.
(rap music)
(talking indistinctly)
Watching my pockets yeah,
they pocket watching me
You'd rather go shopping
they go come and shop with me
You want the props, I
just want all the property
Different color money,
real like Monopoly
About to go in here with these cougars.
Hey, TT. I got your wine.
Man, they so thirsty, man.
Ugh. Hey, love TT though.
(bottles banging)
Yeah, there you go.
Dang. It's about time.
Coming up in here looking
like your ugly ass daddy.
Man, ain't nobody worried about you, man.
How much I owe you, nephew?
Consider it a gift, TT. Ain't no thing.
What? So you really do love me?
Yes I do.
Dang. Oh, okay.
Yep.
That's what's up. Thank you.
I'm finna go in this room.
I'ma holler at you in a minute.
No, no, no. No, no, no.
I need you to go in there
and speak to my friends.
All right. Dang.
Yep.
(liquid glugging)
Ladies, this is my nephew.
I just brought him in
so he could just say hi.
- Introduce yourself.
- How y'all doing?
I'm great.
You didn't tell me your
nephew was so handsome.
Oh, and he brought wine too?
You should stay and have a drink with us.
Girl.
He ain't gonna do
nothing but bend you over,
and send you home with a wet ass.
My husband ain't did
me so long. It's a long time.
I need a big pounding and a wet ass.
Oh, wow.
It was very nice to meet y'all,
but I got other plans so
maybe another time. Love you.
All right, nephew.
I'll see you later.
Come by more often, little boy.
For sure. For sure. Peace.
Y'all crazy.
I am outta there.
Man, I smell like five different
perfumes. This is crazy.
(indistinct mumbling)
Cold as a bitch every day up in here.
Yeah, that's crazy.
Hey, man. What's up with Jessica?
She still stay up the street?
Man, what happened with Jessica?
Man, I ain't messing with
that big forehead ass girl
no more, man. (Passenger laughs)
She do got a big forehead.
She got a fat old ass.
Ah, let me see you shake it for me
For me
Let me see your
ass in front of me, girl
(laughs) Ugly ass, boy.
Me see you naked for me, for me
While we in this club
Let me see you shake it for me, for me
Let me see your
ass in front of me, girl
I could be
Man, fuck her. She is a slime ball.
Fucking jeans on
Hands in that pussy, catch a fever
Anyways, what happened?
Man, if you shut up, I can
get it out, old ugly ass boy.
Nigger, pass the weed.
Long story short, she
just wanted some dick
so I pounded it out. You dig?
For me, shake it, shake some
Shake it for me, shake it
for me, shake it, shake some
Shake it for me, shake
it for me, shake it for me
Shit better be some
Man, it smell like some doodoo.
It better be some gas.
Smell like some shit.
Watch you make a protein shake
That's a healthy booty in a blender
So you say she slimed on me. What happen?
And it's so soft, cocaine
Sure like you to push it to me, though
Cheefing on a pound, got a happy mellow
Long hair, pretty
thing, pretty body, yellow
Take and make it
bounce like a lotta Jell-O
Well, I be slinging stick, Donatello
And she know I'm a
thug, I'm a savage nigga
And the hoe sell me
love so she had to give me
She can back it up on me
When I'm posted in the
club with a caddy with me
I told her to get dressed,
and I took us both to the clinic.
(passenger laughing)
Man, you hell a motherfucking drove.
You bareback this broad?
Man, you straight up bareback the pit bull
and now your piss burn. You pissing fire.
Yep. That's what happened.
That's what happened.
Man.
Man, that's what your ass get
for bare backing these hoes.
Your dick gonna fall
off, man. You hell a drove.
I told you. I went to
the clinic. I'm good now.
Aw, you hell a drove, nigger.
Man, I am. I am.
(passenger laughing)
I got enough box of silly for everybody.
(instrumental rap song playing)
When you gambling and you losing,
and this dude on the other side popping it
like he that nigger, taking your money.
Man, aggravating. Swear to God.
Shit, gotta have some
ladies like a poon hound
(group talking indistinctly)
If you ride up with a semi
then I run up with a 10
Or nothing. All or nothing.
Big bucks, no whammies.
Only headshot, give
a fuck about the feds
(group chatting)
If we talking money, I got poon hound
I'm a Louie, Gucci,
Chucky, I be fuming down
Shit, thought I got some
haters, I got poon now
See what the fuck you done did, man?
If you ride up with semi,
then I ride up with a 10
Leave his fake shots on his tents, yeah
Only headshot, give a fuck about events
Grief is a nigger, we the best
Ah, ah, don't make me post about you.
That should be 300
Don't beat on me
because I get you money
Goddamn. This man.
Get me to a 100, the
fit came from London
We balling, no broking,
I color my young in'
He pull up
- Motherfucker.
Fuck this.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Marty.
Man, before you do that, what's
up with the dice game, man?
Then it was burning, no CashApp
Right bro. I'm finna hit
him up now, I'm finna call,
see what's up.
I mean 'cause talking is cheap
I ops to that nigger, can't
put that number on my seat
(group indistinctly talking)
See I go round this bitch like I'm deep
He can't take no call.
Who said shot a nigger?
(group indistinctly talking)
Show y'all off looking like Gucci
Call me the St. Louis bougee, yeah
Not playing no cards.
(group indistinctly talking)
Smoking like Keisha,
my ace out the freezer
No 10-4, we squeezing,
I'm swiping my Visa
Got you like sea creature
Just fall back in and leech it
Ah, money now, love the money
Calm down, bro.
Y'all keep a hundred bands
Hey, chill out, bro.
It's cool, calm down.
Man, fuck that, man.
This nigger is already for my
red one.
Did he give you too, shit.
If you talking money, I got poon now
Man, fuck that, bro. What
you mean? Dick and shit, bro.
(hand slamming)
Fuck off, bro.
Man, get out my face too, bro.
That's up, bro.
Take shots on his head, yeah
Only headshot, give a fuck about a vest
Grief is a nigger, we the best
If we talking money, I got poon now
I'm a Louis V, Chucky, I be fuming now
Shit, gotta have some
patience, I got wound now
This nigger.
If you ride up with a
semi, I ride up with a 10
Leave his face shot on his tent
Nah, man. Stay where
you is, man. I don't even have
them goofy ass niggers sticking up.
(loudly laughing)
(footsteps thudding)
The college still making deposits
Got money in pockets,
can't fit in my wallet
Just want a little
profit, you want it, I got it
Pull up in big body, with big booty
(menacingly laughing)
Versace, my diamonds stay shining
Like I'm Liberace,
bitch thick all this ice
But we don't play no hockey
Hang up the motherfucking phone.
I'm charging 2,000 to nut
(indistinctly talking)
All right, all right. Sometime right.
Man. So what's up
with the dice game, bro?
Bro, I think the dice
game just got robbed
while I was on the phone with dude, bro.
Man, you bullshitting.
And I heard the gun
cock and everything, bro.
Bro said get off the motherfucking phone.
Ah, man, that some bullshit. Hey.
Come on, man, don't look at
me, man, when I say don't look
at me, bro.
Well, damn.
Give me that phone too, bro.
Yeah, yeah, let me get
your number right now.
Hey man, you bullshitting.
No screaming, no hollering, no nothing.
None of that pussy shit.
Oh, I guess we ain't going there.
Pop your head when we get there.
Ah, man, come on, man. I don't know.
I'm a Louis, Gucci
junkie, I been free now
Thought I had some
haters, I got poon now
Them niggers hell a drove (laughs).
This some bullshit,
bro, you grown for that.
Fuck about a feds
(loudly coughing)
So what's up with the hoes?
Right, bro. I forgot to call him bro.
I'm finna call him now. See what's up.
(loudly coughing)
She just text the low bro, straight up.
Let's go over there and see
what's up with these hoes.
Man, you just got
burnt by a thot. Now you
trying to turn up with some more?
I told your goofy ass I went
to the clinic. I'm good now.
(instrumental hip-hop beat playing)
Street music
101, we hit licks for a living
We got the sexiest women
This a party and everybody
really in the building
We get licks for living
We got the sexiest women
This a party and
everybody real in the building
This a party and
everybody real in the building
[Person 1] I forgot who.
Man, who is it?
(background chatting)
Who?
Come on, man.
All right. Pizza guy. Pizza dude here.
Put your hands in the air, nigger.
You know what to do. Get back, nigger.
(door thudding)
Yeah, nigger. You know what it is.
It ain't what it is, bro.
Man, sound like bro in
trouble. Where the gun at?
Maybe y'all need to
go see what's going on.
For real, for real.
Did you hear that
horrified ass screaming?
Woman, he has been captured.
And then what's up, bro?
You can't just leave bro hanging like that.
See you a real ass
nigger. I fuck with you.
I need a weapon though.
I got this idea y'all. I got
this motherfucking razor.
(loud thudding)
What we going do with a razor?
Slice, slice, motherfucker.
Maybe we should just call the police
or something for some help.
Man, fuck the police.
They'll fuck around,
come here and shoot all our
ass up. Fuck wrong with you?
(car engine whirring)
Oh, shit.
I'm not in his way.
As long as you got them leads.
(car whirring)
(helicopter blades whirring)
Hey, bro. I thought you said this
pimp-looking motherfucker
was getting released soon.
We've been out here
for hours just looking hell a
fucking drove.
Man, the boss is on the
way, man. I mean ma'am.
Yeah, all right, bro.
Shit, whatever you wanna
call. Yeah, I don't know.
Baby, just calm down.
Just give him a minute.
He'll be out shortly.
Some bullshit.
Just be patient. He'll be out soon.
Yeah, all right.
(nose sniffling)
Nigger, I'm out this
motherfucker, nigger.
Y'all can't hold a pimp down, bitches.
Nigger, a motherfucking
pimp that made it out this
motherfucker, nigger.
(wind whooshing)
This old English town, nigger.
Nigger, this shit gold, whoa, whoa.
What's up, motherfuckers,
nigger, what's going on with?
- Ah!
- Big dog, I see.
- Nigger.
- I see.
This what we do, nigger.
This what we fucking do, nigger.
Nigger, fuck you, nigger, fuck you!
Punk ass niggers, don't think you hoe.
(door thudding)
Let's go.
It's kind of hot in this motherfucker.
Nigger, first thing first, motherfuckers.
Where the hoes at,
nigger? First thing a nigger
need when he get out
the motherfucking jail is his.
Old English and his
motherfucking hoes. Nigger, where
my motherfucking hoes?
Hey bro, the hoes is at the house.
Okay, okay, okay.
Bro end up getting murked on a mission.
Wow, nigger, y'all
motherfuckers can't do nothing right.
Y'all pissing me off, man.
Y'all niggers can't do nothing
right. Nigger, let's get up
out this motherfucker, nigger.
[Narrator] Now this guy
must be the luckiest guy
of the year. He straight
beat the murder charge
of a cop. Where?
Where they do that
at? This is St. Louis, Mo.
They don't do that here, bro.
But they did that here, bro.
That's wild, bro. That's crazy,
bro. Fuck that nigger, bro.
(laughs) This guy is
destroyed on the inside, man.
Straight up goofy. Wife been
cheating on him since day
one, and he know it.
(loudly crying)
Babe, what you doing in there?
(door thudding)
I'm taking a shit.
(hands banging)
- Come on.
Hey!
What are you doing?
Yeah. Hey babe. Yeah.
What are you doing?
(hand thudding)
No, no I'm taking, I'm taking a shit.
You taking forever.
You gone make me late.
I'll be right out just, ah.
Well, I hate when I'm late
to my appointments. Come on.
Just gimme, gimme a moment.
I know you not crying.
No, I'm taking a shit.
Uh, come on, you stink.
(loud grunting)
Oh, come on.
(dramatic crying)
Ah!
(dramatic crying)
Let go.
(nose sniffling)
[Narrator] And this
guy still won't leave.
He just goofy. Man, we lit.
Lucky Lou trapped in
traffic, and guess who I see.
(car whirring)
This nigger.
(singing) And change
going come, oh yes, it will.
It's been too hard living. Whoa,
I know change going come.
Oh, yes, it will. It's
been too hard living.
(car whirring) (music blaring)
Pound of gas, still smoking roaches
Trapped and rap,
and do it for the culture
Do it for the streets and Gucci loafers
Sliding right and
grinding Uber chauffeur
Said that I'd be broke
when I got older, brick
(muffled music pounding)
It's over, yeah, hoes be
on me, right now I'm focused
Rolling on me
(muffled music pounding)
I got soldiers
You a cock blocker, you a hater
(siren distantly blaring)
[Narrator] That was old
dude that be getting cheated on.
I was dropping it off in his wife drawers.
He just saw us in
traffic, man, this is wild.
Does it get wilder? It's crazy.
Hey, man, did y'all just see somebody?
Uh, uh, nigger, stop
stuttering. Spit it out.
Lou, you remember
when I told you that story?
I was fucking that married
woman in her house,
and her husband came through
and I had to jump out
the window and run? Man.
Yeah, that shit was crazy.
You hell a drove for that shit, bro.
Nigger, you mean to
tell me you got caught
in somebody house, fucking
with somebody wife in they crib?
Yep.
Whatever, bro.
Let's just make sure we don't
lose the pimp in traffic, man.
Straight up.
[Narrator] The luckiest guy of the year.
Pulling up to the hoe house, man. Man.
(knuckles rapping)
(excited screeching)
Oh my god, big daddy.
My hoes, my hoes. My hoes!
I missed you, big daddy.
My hoes, my hoe.
Ain't nothing like a motherfucking pimp
in his motherfucking house.
Big daddy, we were so scared.
I heard about the night
y'all had that was so scary.
Are y'all okay?
Big daddy, we were so scared.
Co-Come and tell big
daddy about it. Go ahead.
Go ahead, baby. Go go, go, go, go.
Hey listen.
- Look at my house.
- Bro.
Look at my hoes.
Can't wait to catch this guy in traffic.
- Nigger.
- On some.
Come on, baby.
Damn, my bad.
[Narrator] Man, we done
seen a lot of goofy so far,
but this guy, goofiest guy
of the year, hell a drove.
Swear to God, on my mom.
Mrs. Sloan?
Yeah, that's me.
You're good.
What up, baby? Hey,
they call you or something?
Yeah, that be happening.
(hands slamming)
Excuse me. I was here 15 minutes ago.
Did I leave my phone on your counter?
No ma'am. I haven't
seen the phone anywhere.
Are you sure? Maybe a customer found it.
Is there a lost and found here?
I'm sorry.
Can I help you, lady?
You stole my phone,
you black piece of shit.
Now give it back.
Lady, I don't know what
the hell you talking about.
You black asshole, give
me back my phone, you thief.
What the?
[Person 2] Hey, what's good?
Hey. Hey, hey. What the hell? Hey.
Did you see? He pushed me. You pushed me.
Call the cops.
Lady, you know damn
well I ain't push you,
and this ain't your phone.
Come on.
Go away. Get away from
me, you thief, you black
piece of shit. Get away,
you black piece of shit.
Now give me back my phone!
Lady, I don't know what
the hell you are talking about.
Just give me back my
phone, you black piece of shit.
Man, you know what?
Frankie, Frankie!
What the hell? (Sneakers squeaking)
What the hell is going on in there?
He was just helping me up.
Helping you what? That
don't look like no help I ever
seen. You a bold-faced
liar. I can't believe you
cheating on me again.
My man, my man, calm down, calm down.
What the hell.
Calm down, look.
What the hell is going on there?
She sent me my zipper.
You, you stay out out of this.
The only help you need is
Jesus. You. You coming with me?
What?
Excuse me.
Who you calling a nigger?
Oh, baby, I forgot my
pocket, my keys, the keys.
You still have my phone,
you black piece of shit,
now give it back.
Baby, who is this lady? Talking about?
Look, Carrie claims
that I stole her phone.
It's clear to see that this is not.
Give back my husband's phone.
There.
Oh shit.
She assaulted me. Call
the cops. Call the police.
Call the police.
Bitch quiet, let's go.
[Narrator] Now that's
unconditional love for you, man.
He knows she slime
of the year and he still.
They gone learn today.
They gone learn to
stop effing with us today.
Tired of these mofos,
so we stepping on 'em,
- in they whole house.
- Get up.
- In the brothel.
- Don't say nothing.
That's how we living.
- Don't say a word.
- Oh, my god.
Putting a end to of this foolishness.
Keep them hands up.
(loud screaming)
Get up, go that way.
Go that way. Go that way.
Okay, am I praying yet, all right.
(scared screaming)
Don't make me do it.
All right, bro. Oh, my god.
You gotta put your hands down.
Get back there, get back.
(door squeaking)
Don't say nothing. Get
back there. Get back.
Don't say nothing. Don't say nothing.
Shut up, right now. Be quiet.
Get your ass up. Wake up. Wake up now.
- Get up.
- Shit.
Take your freaky ass... Oh, my god.
Broke ass shit I got going on up in here.
- Baby, I'm scared.
- Me too.
Man, what the hell? Man
I just got out of fucking jail.
And I, so what?
(scared crying)
Fill up this trash bag.
Nigger, goddamn, I
can't. Nigger, where you at?
I can't see you. You see I got glasses on.
Nigger, last time I seen you,
I had a gun pointed in my face
and all I had was some mace.
Now the joke's on you, your goofy ass punk.
(plastic whooshing)
Fill this trash bag up, pussy ass nigger.
Marty, Marty, come on,
please. Marty, come on. Please.
Come on, Marty. Come on,
please, man. Come on. Marty.
And you, you the slime ball of the year.
I can't believe my partner
married an ain't shit.
Hey come on, bro. You
ain't even gotta do all that, bro.
Sick of this.
- Get on the wall.
- Be quiet.
Don't move.
Get your goofy ass on the wall.
Hey man, I apologize
for putting a gun on your
Samuel L. Jackson looking ass.
I don't give, I don't give a fuck.
Fuck you.
Get on the wall before
I blow a cap in your ass.
Bust a cap in you.
When you leave, I'ma
be talking again nigger.
Shut your goofy ass up.
Bro.
Hey, shut up. Count, count. Fast.
You tender, nigger.
Yeah, so? So? So? So?
Bitch.
No, you got me
fucked up. I ain't no bitch.
And you, you the slime ball of the year.
I can't believe my partner
married an ain't shit
- bitch like you.
- Come on.
Don't make me do it.
Nigger hurt the hoes,
nigger don't hurt me.
Here you go, nigger, I'm
sorry, nigger. Please, nigger.
Nigger, nigger, nigger.
I can't believe I liked you.
I can't believe I liked you.
Nigger, please, all this
nigger shit. Hey, $40, nigger
shit. Get a pussy ass there.
- I liked you.
- Boy.
And, and I got you hit. I got you hit.
(Lou mumbling)
(hip-hop music)
[Narrator] And I am thinking
lucky Lou holding it down
downstairs, bro. This
guy come upstairs, hah.
Hella drove, damn lucky
Lou. Man, look, look.
Got this guy pointing a
gun at me. You look scared.
You telling me to shoot, shoot, shoot.
Both got hell a drove, dome on everybody.
Let's play big gun. Take look gun.
Straight up. We had, thank God we was able
to flip the script on this
guy, bro. Straight up.
Dang, lucky Lou. That
was a close call. Oof.
Back to these thots
and this goofy ass pimp.
- Gonna be hittting.
- You all right?
[Narrator] All these mofos
going to get on the floor.
Does it look like I'm all right, nigger?
[Narrator] Get down and
lay down, count the house.
Shoot this motherfucker.
[Narrator] Don't get up.
(loud coughing)
Yeah, nigger, yeah.
That's good.
Yeah. Man, shove this motherfucker, bro.
He's talking shit. Look at this musty ass.
Goofy ass nigger.
Get your clown ass over
there with the rest of them.
I know y'all. Goofy ass, big thotty ass.
Thought he have to drop.
Get over there and kneel, nigger.
Yeah.
- Ha, nigger.
- Yeah.
Point it at him. Point it at him.
Ain't no fun, nigger.
Step back and point it at
him. Back and point it at him.
Yeah, ain't no fun, nigger.
Man, shut this door, man.
Be quiet, fool. All y'all
years, the pain, man.
Leaky niggers. Yeah, man, we came with him.
We came in. We came in.
I'ma well play it like
that, will play it like that,
you feel me?
Yeah.
Shut the fuck up.
Yeah.
Stop, hey, shut the fuck up.
Count.
(hand tapping)
(knuckles loudly knocking)
[Narrator] Check me out.
I'm sleeping good, dreaming
and all, good dreams. Sleeping like a baby.
But hey, everybody know that
police now, so I'm getting up.
Had to pee-pee. I listen.
Yeah, that's the police not, bro.
Man, we gotta put this
up, ut why would the police
be here though, man?
They can't be here over us robbing a pimp.
Nigger call 12 on us. Nah,
bro. That ain't gangster, bro.
Why is they here, man?
This is tripping me out, damn.
Bantu going to be mad as hell.
(door thudding)
Nephew, what is you doing
with this gun in my house?
Chill. Chill. I got this to keep us safe.
Don't worry about that, man.
Who is that knocking at the door?
It's the police.
Poli
Yes, it's the police. Po-lice.
I'm finna go see what they want.
Chill, chill.
What's going on up in here?
(hand knocking)
What? Why is you knocking
on my door like that, bro?
Why is you banging on
my door like that, bro?
Are you Marty Bay?
Yeah, but why is you here?
That don't mean nothing.
You're wanted for questioning
in a murder with a police officer.
Oh, hell no. I don't know nothing.
I don't know nothing about
no murder and no cop. No. No.
I don't know. I know I
don't know nothing about
no murder and no cop.
Tell that to the judge and the detectives
'cause I gotta take you in.
Hell no.
Well, that's not up to me.
You can save it for the
detective. You gotta come with me.
Man. This dude straight
arresting me, bro. Man.
I can't go to jail. I can't.
I won't go to jail, bro.
Yeah, I'm outta here.
Time to go. Cry and he fails.
Hella drove.
Lord. Pray for my nephew. This man is
Stupid ass nigger. Goofy
ass nigger. Big head ass nigger.
You going to jail, Marty.
Welcome back Marty.
Okay.
Can I offer you a water?
Yeah, I need something to drink, man.
Some swisher?
Oh, shit.
Newport?
Yeah, oh, oh.
So Mr. Marty, as you may know,
there was a police officer
killed in a routine traffic stop
not too long ago.
Do you know anything about
that? Give us the information.
Tell us who you was with.
I don't know nothing
about no police officer dying.
I need my lawyer. That's what I need.
I don't know nothing about none of that.
You got any info on that?
I don't know nothing
about no police officer
getting killed, man. Where is my lawyer?
How your lawyer going to
help you when we got recorded
audio of you confessing to the murder?
Kidnap a pimp, told
him take us to the stash
Bricks of cocaine, kush and the cash
Dog killed the
[Narrator] I can't believe
this so-called engineer
call herself trying to snitch on somebody.
So Mr. Marty, proof's in the pudding.
Just tell us who you was with.
You work with us. We gonna work with you.
Okay? Yeah.
(hand banging)
Proof's in the pud.
Tell us what you know.
All right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'ma tell y'all. Tell y'all what
y'all need to know (laughs).
Y'all need to know if I
ain't charged with nothing,
y'all need to call my lawyer or let me go.
That's what y'all need to
know. Y'all need to know that.
Okay, well look, you ain't
being charged with nothing yet,
but don't get too comfortable. All right?
Yes.
Let me get them handcuffs, man.
Yes, thank you Jesus.
Now don't get too comfortable
and don't try to skip town on me.
I'm taking all of it.
Don't try to skip town on me now.
Skip dirt.
That is messed up,
bro. She a stud but she a,
she a she, bro. Dang bro. Bro, slapping.
Well, she did tell, she told on him. Dang.
My hitter.
My hitter, what's happening?
Man, you won't believe
what just happened, bro.
I had a feeling you was
over here, straight up.
This the spot you is.
I just had to whoop the
studio engineer ass, smack,
smacking the shit out of her ass.
Like all this. The
bitch tried to tell on me
to the police over that
song I let y'all heard.
This shit crazy, man. All up in her face.
Bro. That's a girl, my nigger.
It's a stud.
That's a girl, bro. You clowning.
It's a stud. She not no girl, she a stud,
want to be a dude, right.
Her and him. Anyway,
she tried to snitch on me
over that song I did, bro.
That I let y'all hear the other
day ago. She let the police
hear it.
All these girls, this big old huge girl
coming over here hell a fast, bro.
I don't know who that is, bro.
For real, bro.
I know who know that is.
Bro, she look mad.
Excuse me?
Damn. Fuck.
- I said excuse me.
- For real.
What's up? You said
you was gonna call me.
It's been a whole week and still no call.
Haters be popping up on
me like that. What's wrong
with you?
Bro, man, tell tell your
girl don't be pushing me
like that, bro.
Boy. I said excuse me.
Why the fuck do you have sex with me
and not call, you like I'm
not understanding that.
Like what's up with that?
Bro. You need to get your girl.
Boy. I said "Excuse me".
Hey, this is not my girl, bro.
Boy.
You need to go.
You know what?
She gotta go. This is not my girl, bro.
You need to go.
(hands clapping)
Don't worry about it. Fuck all that.
That's why... you gotta go.
I know you saying so you better call.
Tripping.
Thought I was gone habe
to knock her ass off, bro.
Thought I was gonna
have to poo-poo-poo. Poo!
You still hell a drove, bro.
She were big as hell, bro. You are wild.
[Narrator] To the hood park,
meeting up with Lucky Lou.
Talk these business plans, man.
Because you gotta
figure out something to do
with this money, man.
Don't worry about you.
[Narrator] Gotta invest
it. If we don't invest it, man,
we just going to blow this shit again.
Anyway, man.
[Narrator] I'm tired
of blowing money, man.
I want this money to keep
growing, man. So lucky Lou.
What's the plan? So we got
the money, we got the plan,
and the plan is to get this smoke shop.
Smoke shop it is, man. Great idea.
Yep.
[Narrator] That's how we live it.
(background chatting)
Y'all use a lot of product
here or something, man.
Woo-wee, I got this gas mask over here.
You know we got man, you know.
Hm.
This motherfucker right
here going to put a man down.
Okay, nephew. I see you.
Yeah, you know we big step.
(background chatting)
You got a lot going on.
What's the deals over here?
I saw your small boyfriend you was with.
Hah, you, y'all ain't
want to come in together
but hah, I saw your small boyfriend.
That's all right. Big things come
in small packages now.
What's the family discount?
Five percent.
Five?
I ain't going no
lower. I ain't got no bag.
I see you still cheap just
like your ugly ass daddy.
I was looking for a bag.
You cool without a bag?
Yep.
Here.
Let me see. Let me see. Is it here?
Matter of fact.
It's rubber right here?
Don't tell nobody I gave that to you.
Okay.
That's the family discount.
Okay, I got you. Thank you.
You welcome.
(reggae music)
Man, that's the hell a
drove. Whatever the f.
Oh this is EpiPen?
Yeah, yeah, it's a EpiPen.
Oh, shit. Nigger, you
be high as a motherfucker
fucking with this. I just
want the flowers, bro.
You got some flowers?
Yeah, we got the flower,
bro. Where the flow-Last one.
Hell motherfucking.
Hella drove, boy. Damn.
That's right. I hope
that's some gas, bro.
This better not be no bullshit, man.
Man, that's that pressure, bro.
Boy, I been waiting on this shit, man.
I been hearing the talk. All right, bro,
don't, don't be telling
me no goofy shit, bro.
Let me know how I hit.
Wait till you get home.
Smoke that with your lady.
Your big fat lady, bro.
The thing about a big
woman, pussy everywhere.
Let me know how that hit.
All right, man.
Thank you.
Right on, homie.
(door squeaking)
Hey.
That hell a drove. Hold
on. Let me get you right, bro.
Let me get you right. Let
me get you right. Yeah.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Yeah. Hold on, hold on.
- Damn boy.
- Act like I'm
Smell that shit.
Yeah, that's that gas. That's that gas.
That's that gas.
All right. Get you
right, straight up type shit.
All right, my hitter.
Y'all take card?
We do take card.
All right.
Put it on this tap thing. Tap it, tap it.
Thank you, my brother.
Yes, sir. Come back. Spend more money.
I will be spending more
money as long as you
got more of that gas that hell a drove.
And you'll be spending what?
More money.
There we go.
(hands clapping)
Good looking out, bro.
Appreciate you.
Likewise, right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
(radio indistinctly playing)
My hitter.
Boy.
Successful day, bro. Successful day, man.
See how we living?
(traffic whirring)
Yes, sir, man. Sold out, bro.
Sold out. That's what we did.
That's how we living.
Yeah, man. We sold out, sold out.
Sold all the way.
(loud cheering)
Appreciate, I appreciate
you coming here, boy.
Man. You the man. You
the man. Hey I told him.
(group exclaiming)
That shit ain't getting to it.
All right, bro. All right.
Don't even, man, get in this joint.
Come on, come.
Let's go.
Don't get rained on.
Get rained on.
- Hey, my boy.
- See.
Where y'all... Appreciate you.
Man, stay up, my nigger.
Likewise.
Hella drove.
Hey, man, I'm about to get
fucked up tonight type shit.
Hella drove. Yeah, I'm
finna hit that motherfucker.
- I'm coming back.
- Yeah.
(hands clapping)
They got grill, we got kush. Dope shit.
I know you fucking with it.
Let's go. (Loudly coughing)
(group excitedly chatting)
This is our last goodbye.
Oh, shit.
Dope, boy, get off that shit.
Hey, hey. Yeah.
Thank you, nephew.
Yeah.
You know, you know how to
get your auntie together, baby.
Yeah.
Congratulations. I'm proud
of you. I'm proud of you.
Thank you, thank you. Back, come back.
What about me?
I got you.
Come back.
All right, all right, V-O-P, V-O-P, V-O-P.
(wind whooshing)
= Get rained.
Get ready.
(excitedly chatting)
You did that, bro. You did that.
We ain't gotta rob niggers no more.
God is good.
We opened up a successful
smoke shop, man. Ha!
Yeah.
Ah, yeah.
Sky's the limit. Matter
of fact, we going past that.
Hey man, put your fist there,
bro. Put your fist there, bro.
Hey, nigger. Oh the count
of three. Hella drove, nigger.
One, two, three.
[Both] Hella drove, hey.
Hanging us up too
Old bitch, you gassed it
(instrumental hip-hop music)
Street music
(instrumental hip-hop music)
(music fading out)