BMF (2021) s04e09 Episode Script

1
My boss, Manuel, in
California, wants to meet you.
I got a guy out in Cali.
He can help us expand the market.
Hit me up when you come through.
I'll roll out the red fuckin' carpet.
Look, I'll float you some cash.
You could go to community college.
Why are you telling me
how to spend my money?
Girl, 'cause I want to see us get ahead.
I got a connect down in
Texas for you to check out.
[TERRY] How'd you manage that?
Oh, you forgot I'm a hustler too?
My man Boom!
[BOOM] I'm ready to
get back to business.
I got a new partner, too, now.
- [TERRY] Purdy!
- [MEECH] Oh, shit.
I know CPR. Move!
I'm so sorry she didn't make it.
Thank you for trying everything
you could to save her.
I'm thinking about naming
my own son Demetrius someday.
What if you were to name
- yours something different?
- Okay.
Mama! I think my
water just broke!
Just had to mention
ambushing Meech and Tee
- and Lamar was all in.
- [GRUNTING]
We can't sink further into hate.
But I got to finish what I started.
You alive? Heard you was dead.
You know they can't
put down your boy Lamar.
Let the streets think
whatever they want.
They want you to wear a wire.
- Stash houses.
- What about 'em?!
I can't, man. I'm sorry, man.
I think I'ma come clean
to Meech about everything.
[GUNSHOT ECHOES]
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
[MEECH] Man, we been driving for hours.
- Where we goin'?
-
- Thank God. How much further?
- [GUNSHOT, TIRES SCREECHING]
[MEECH] Shit! Fuck!
-
- [GUNFIRE]
It's the fuckin' Federales!
[LOCO] Shoot, Demetri! Shoot!
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES, INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[ENGINE REVS, TIRES SCREECHING]
[MEECH] God damn it, Tee!
This what we get for you
lettin' that fuckin' kid go!
Would you stop blaming
me for fuckin' everything?
Man, we should've left your
dumb ass back at that ranch!
What, so you and Loco could
just keep doing your thing?
- Shut the fuck up and shoot!
-
I hate you, and I wish I
never came here with you.
Man, I should've never
brought your ass on this trip.
You dead fuckin' weight.
[OLDER TERRY] There'd
been no turning back
the day I followed bruh into Pat's car.
But here I was once again,
riding in the backseat
with my fate being determined by Meech
and the motherfucker
in the driver's seat.
I got everything on the line ♪
Out here I'm on the
grind, tryna get mine ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
A nigga movin' weight,
tryna get the cake ♪
I'm in and out of state ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake,
it's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
I don't go hand to hand,
it go gram after gram ♪
Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake,
it's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
The D's ain't that good,
these niggas is rattin' ♪
They tell 'em what's goin' on ♪
That's how they
know what's happenin' ♪
I'm ridin' with the top
down, trunk full of yola ♪
Ghetto pharmaceutical,
I move that Coca-Cola ♪
Thousand grams of pure
though, I fuck with the weirdos ♪
They snort away the pain,
bang the dope in their vein ♪
Shorty crying,
Christmas ain't coming ♪
Her pops locked up
when it hurts the worst ♪
Your ace find out she knocked up ♪
Welfare ain't an option
when the Feds come knocking ♪
It's all fucked
up, so wish me luck ♪
A nigga movin' weight,
tryna get the cake ♪
I'm in and out of state ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake,
it's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
I don't go hand to hand,
it go gram after gram ♪
Yeah, holla at me, man ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Too many niggas fake,
it's hard to tell a snake ♪
One more flip and I'm straight ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
At least you could wish me luck ♪
Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪
All you got to do
is wish me luck, yeah ♪
[BRYANT] Fuck me.
Right through the mouth, too.
Somebody knew he was a snitch.
You think BMF's trying
to send a message?
That's what it look like.
This ain't they MO.
Meech wouldn't draw attention like this.
Well, if it ain't BMF,
somebody damn sure trying
to make it look like it.
We need to get the surveillance
footage from Platinum Palace.
Now.
Let's get it.
[TERRY] Since the cops
hit all our houses,
we got to change the stashes,
we got to change the routes.
Motherfuckin' everything.
Find new drivers, and we got
to swap out all our phones, too.
And you still ain't heard
from Laz since the club?
Hell nah, man!
I done had Tina call
the fuckin' morgues,
the street dudes, the hospitals,
and even the fuckin' lawyers.
And still ain't nothin'.
Yo, that son of a bitch is a rat, Meech.
Man, you said the same shit
about Duffy, and he stood tall.
Meech, you a terrible-ass
judge of character.
Purdy. Pusha.
Oh! And now Laz.
- We can't trust no one in your flock.
- Fuck you.
Until we can talk to Laz and figure out
what's really going on, we
gonna take care of our own.
Some street dudes were talkin'.
They found Laz on the
streets shot in the mouth.
Oh, sh
Fuck.
Yo, Meech, whoever did this
they want the streets
to think we did this
in retaliation for the raids.
- So you think we bein' set up?
- Yeah, I do.
And we need to cancel that
Cali trip with your boy Loco
and focus on shit out here
and get it back in order.
We miss that, we miss
our chance to expand.
I need to holla at Loco first.
Holla at L [SIGHS] This
Hey, Tina. I need you to go
down to Laz's grandma house.
Bring her some food
for me and then tell her
that we gonna take care
of the funeral, alright?
Okay.
Yo, we not payin' for
no snitch's funeral.
Tee, shut the fuck up, man.
Laz is family until proven otherwise.
Okay.
How far are your contractions now?
I don't know. I-I lost track.
Like 15 minutes, I think.
[BREEZE] Okay. Oh, fuck.
You okay, Nicole?
Mama, are they gonna
get me in a room soon?
Listen. I'm tryin', baby. Okay?
So I got us, uh, checked in,
but they're a little
backlogged right now.
The nurse said to let her
know when her contractions
- are five minutes apart.
- Okay.
Until then, they just makin' us wait.
[GROANS, WHINES]
Excuse me!
E-excuse me. My-My daughter is in pain.
- Please.
- Ma'am, I already told them.
They will be admitted
as soon as we have a bed.
I need you to sit down. Wait
until your name is called.
Please.
[NICOLE GROANING]
♪♪♪
We bust ten shots
'cause we show no fear ♪
Another ten shots for
the ones who ain't here ♪
The last ten shots for
my hustlas everywhere ♪
That's 30 shots clean ♪
Light it up like New Year's ♪
We bust ten shots
'cause we show no fear ♪
Another ♪
Mr. Charles.
Brian.
What are you doin' here?
I was just stoppin' by to drop
a little thing off for Meech.
Well, good to see you.
I ain't seen you in a minute.
We missed you at the plant.
Brian, don't show up in Atlanta
in the middle of the week
without your wife and baby girl
and tell me you still
workin' at the plant.
You back in them streets, ain't you?
Me and Tee, we patched things up.
Tryin' to do the same with Meech.
That's why you strapped?
To patch things up?
- Pops.
- No, no, no. Don't-Don't
[WHISPERING] Don't "Pops" me.
After everything Lucille
and I did for you?
That money from the benevolent fund
could've gone to a hardworking family.
But your ass had to
go back to the streets.
Can we go inside and talk about this?
No, Brian. I think you should leave.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
I did appreciate
everything you did for us.
Just wanted you to know that.
♪♪♪
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
- [TELEPHONE BEEPS]
- Hello?
[LUCILLE] Charles, you
have to get here now.
- Nicole has gone into labor.
- What? Nicole's in labor?
[LUCILLE] Get your ass on a plane now.
Okay. I-I'll get there as soon as I can.
[DIALING, LINE RINGS]
[FEMALE VOICE] The number you
have dialed is disconnected.
God damn it, Meech.
[FEMALE VOICE]
The number you have dialed
Damn it, Tee. You too?
I just talked to Laz's granny.
She said the Red Dogs raided her house
and then hauled Laz off in cuffs.
Oh, f
I told you your boy
was a fuckin' snitch.
[TINA] Oh, but get this. She also said
there was a crabby-ass
bald-headed detective there.
Fuckin' Bryant, man.
Somebody killed their informant, Loco,
and now they tryin' to make
it seem like we did that shit.
Yo, in English, Loco, we
under a lot of fuckin' heat.
And how are you going to, uh, fix?
By not going to California,
like I've been sayin',
and stayin' here and
sortin' this shit out.
That's where I disagree
at with baby bro.
I think we still need to go to
Cali to meet your boss, Manuel.
No, no, no. I no go.
I go to Miami. You stay
here, Demetri, yeah?
Listen to me, Loco.
While shit dies down down here,
we could go out there and get more work.
That sound good, right?
Sí.
[MEECH] And I got a guy already
to catch the load for us.
His name Mau.
Okay.
Okay. Pero no more mistakes, eh?
[MEECH] I got you.
El gordito, he goes too?
[TERRY] Hell fuckin' yeah, I'm goin'.
And stop callin' me fat, man.
That ain't cool.
So you sure ain't thin no more, nigga.
- [TERRY] Whatever.
- [LAUGHTER]
♪♪♪
Hey, you.
Hey.
♪♪♪
Your dad left a note.
Looks like your sister's
gonna be a mommy.
♪♪♪
I'm just sad I'm gonna miss it.
♪♪♪
So I've been thinkin'.
You know, ever since Purdy died,
has me realizing how short life is.
And how important it is to spend
it with the people you love.
- [CORK POPS]
- Right?
That's right.
I want to spend it with you.
And only you.
♪♪♪
I care about you a lot.
I really do.
But I'm under a lot
of pressure right now,
and I got to take care of my family.
♪♪♪
What, you in Big Meech mode now?
Hell yeah.
I built this family, and they need me.
Don't be salty and shit now, a'ight?
I'm gonna look and feel
however the fuck I want
♪♪♪
Demetrius.
Look, I know a lot has
come at us, alright?
So why don't we just go to the Palace,
dust this shit off, and
have fun for a few hours?
♪♪♪
'Kay.
You want a party girl, Meech?
Is that what you want?
Well, how about you go find
yourself a fuckin' party girl?
Because that ain't me.
♪♪♪
[FOOTSTEPS RECEDING, DOOR OPENS]
- [UP-TEMPO HIP-HOP PLAYS]
- Bad ♪
Bad ♪
I need a baddie girl, baddie girl ♪
You're such a baddie girl ♪
Baddie girl, baddie girl ♪
You're such a baddie girl ♪
Baddie girl, baddie girl ♪
Hop in my Caddy, girl ♪
Baddie girl, baddie girl ♪
Show me that phatty, girl ♪
You're such a bad one ♪
They wish they had one ♪
But in my eyes, you
are no different ♪
- Ashleigh.
- Hey, Big Meech.
You doin' okay?
Yeah. Fo' sho'.
I am.
Let me tell you something, though.
You know, you my hero, right?
Me?
Everybody loves Big Meech. [CHUCKLES]
So, what you think about Big Meech?
I think you only live once,
so you should always go big.
I couldn't agree more.
Well, I get off at 5:00,
so I hope you stick around.
♪♪♪
[MEECH] My brother and I, we
had to get up out of Detroit.
I mean, we come from
this hood called the Hole.
Mm. Did it. You definitely
living the dream.
Might look like that, but a
lot of L's came with these W's.
Well, you can't get
stuck on the sad shit.
You got to keep living fully
for the ones who can't anymore.
Hey, you real wise for being so young.
I'm grown.
And I could probably
teach you a thing or two.
I'm a quick learner.
I just want a taste of
some of your sweet candy ♪
I got a sweet tooth for you, baby ♪
Gonna play the perfect song ♪
For us to go be
grown, and that's that ♪
[BRYANT] Go to about midnight.
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
There he is.
Okay. Rewind it. Play that part again.
What exactly are we looking for?
[BRYANT] A coincidence.
[HARDY] Why a coincidence?
'Cause in our job, that don't exist.
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
Alright. Do you have
the footage from outside?
- Can you pull that up?
- Yeah. Over here.
Who's that?
[BRYANT] Pause it.
♪♪♪
That skinny motherfucker is B-Mickie.
He's a BMF shooter from Detroit.
Killed his own lady 'cause
she helped a rival crew.
That's how down he is with Meech.
And him bein' here ain't
no fuckin' coincidence.
So chickenshit Meech has one
of his hitters take out Laz
after learnin' their stashes got hit.
But I'ma tell you right now,
this footage ain't enough.
Laz got in that car on
his own. He wasn't forced.
Can you zoom in on the license plate?
[HARDY] Yeah. So, what you thinkin'?
I'm thinkin' we gon' put
out an APB to find B-Mickie.
Let's get it.
[SIREN WAILING]
[MOANS]
- Is that better, baby?
- A bit. A bit.
- A bit.
- Okay.
I need this kid to hurry
up and get here already.
- Mm-hmm.
- You called Daddy?
He's on his way, sweetheart.
And Meech and Tee with him?
- They wanted to come, but, um
- Fine. It's fine.
It's [GROANS]
Is the doctor coming?
- [GROANS]
- It's okay.
Excuse me!
Okay. I'm right here.
Breeze, I don't know if I can do this.
- I don't know if I can do this.
- [BREEZE] It's okay.
Hey, there, mama. Um,
let's see how we're doing.
[NICOLE GROANING]
- [NURSE] Hmm.
- [BREEZE] Well, what's wrong?
The baby's heart rate
is just a tad bit low.
- How you feelin'?
- It hurts!
Okay.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
- [LUCILLE] Breathe, baby.
- [BREEZE] Okay.
Breathe, baby.
I need an OR for an
emergency C-section stat.
Page any OB/GYN that's available.
- Why? What's going on?!
- Is the baby okay?
The baby's heart rate is dropping.
We just got to get him out now.
[LUCILLE] Okay baby, breathe.
Only one of you will be able
to go into surgery with her.
You need to grab all your belongings.
You won't be coming back to this room.
- Who's it gonna be?
- Um Um
- Um, my mom. My mom.
- Mom?
[NICOLE WHIMPERS, MOANS]
- [PA BEEPS]
- [WOMAN] OB on call to OR 2.
OB on call to OR 2.
I'm in my zone ♪
♪♪♪
I'm in my zone ♪
God damn. The sun shine brighter
than a motherfucker out here.
Cali weather like a
sore dick. Can't beat it.
Hey, beat it or not, BMF's
about to make its mark.
Ain't that simple, cuz.
L.A. don't lay out the
welcome mat for nobody.
Now, they gonna let you
hustle, then rob your ass.
Sounds like you just got to
keep your head on a swivel.
Right. And know your colors.
Gang shit real out here.
Bloods dripped out in
red and us Crips in blue.
[TERRY] I don't understand.
Y'all dudes hate each other so much,
why the hell y'all both live here still?
Whether it's red or blue,
the one color we both respect is green.
And out here, shit,
there's plenty of it.
It sounds like everybody needs
to unite instead of fight.
[MAU] Maybe. Just don't get
caught wearing the wrong colors.
Hey, Mau, Manuel was saying
something about meeting
at the-the Golden Triangle.
- You know where that is?
- Beverly Hills, homie.
Shit, you ain't gon' see
nothin' but real money out there.
They got that shit, you feel?
Damn.
Yo, get the fuck out of-Meech.
That's the Hollywood sign.
Oh, shit.
Damn! From hood to Hollywood, Tee.
We just gettin' started on our tour.
Magic's hosting his
Midsummer Night charity game
and after-party.
Man, Magic from Michigan, like us.
And now he the Mayor of L.A.
♪♪♪
Man, we about to be
kings of L.A., Atlanta,
and the whole fuckin' world.
Yeah ♪
This shit way too smooth ♪
♪♪♪
You know the clique ♪
Get rich or get lost, nigga ♪
♪♪♪
I got hoes from 810 to the 313rd ♪
And if you askin' 'bout
a nigga, it'll be one word ♪
Too much, well, that's
two, but I guess that's true ♪
And like glass on they
ass, I'ma see that through ♪
Real niggas in the
city, I got money to make ♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Manuel. Meech and Tee.
Good to meet you.
Loco has spoken very highly of you.
But I had to see for myself first.
Hey, listen.
I will go through fire with
gasoline drawers on for him.
And I hear you did just that in Mexico.
The stuff of a
narcotraficante legend, huh?
Manuel, we'll go to the ends
of the earth for our business.
As you know, I have
plenty of distributors.
But I'm always looking to expand
my markets and my pockets.
Oh, you've come to
the right people, then.
Since Loco trusts you so
much, let's meet tomorrow
to discuss business in a
more formal setting, huh?
!Mi amor! I'm ready to go.
- That was quick.
- [LAUGHS]
The rest is getting
delivered to the house.
[LAUGHING] Okay.
I'll get you that address.
Bet.
Damn, Tee.
They on some fuckin'
Tony and Elvira shit, man.
Don't even think about it, Meech.
Man, fuck you, Tee.
Yo, I ain't as stupid as
you were with Markisha.
Wait till we get to
Magic's charity game.
Basketball players attract
the baddest bitches.
You haven't seen nothing
like Cali bitches before.
[TIRES SCREECH, ENGINE REVS]
Don't worry, baby. I'm right here, okay?
[MONITORS BEEPING]
[DOCTOR] Prepare for extraction.
- [NURSE] Tray's prepped.
- [DOCTOR] Here we go.
[NURSE] D5 at 150.
[DOCTOR] Nurse, the umbilical cord.
What's happening?
[DOCTOR] We need to start compressions.
- [NURSE] Anything?
- [DOCTOR] Not yet.
- Everything is
- [MONITORS BEEPING]
I don't hear him crying. Is he okay?
- [DOCTOR] air tube now.
- Everything
[NURSE]
He's still not breathing, Doctor.
- Everything is fine.
- [NURSE] Steady compressions.
[LUCILLE] They just, uh
They are just-They're
taking care of him, baby.
And they're-they're doing
everything that they need to do.
Mom, why isn't he crying?
Don't you worry. Don't you worry.
[NICOLE] Mom, why isn't he crying?
- [BABY CRYING]
- Oh, thank you, Jesus.
Thank you, J
You hear that?
See? The Lord just worked it out.
The Lord just worked it right out.
[BABY CRYING, MONITORS BEEPING]
[DOCTOR] Alright.
He inhaled a bit of meconium
that was blocking his airways.
But other than that,
he's a healthy baby boy.
Hello! Hello, there!
Oh! It's okay.
Hello! Hey, there he is. Hello!
- My boy!
- [LAUGHS]
My little Demetrius. [LAUGHS]
♪♪♪
[OLDER MEECH] From 1985 to 2005,
Magic Johnson hosted A
Midsummer Night's Magic,
a yearly charity event with
a celebrity basketball game
and a black-tie dinner
that became a Cali staple.
This shit was an iconic
tale of American basketball.
Me and Tee had never
seen anything like it.
Shit, I had nothing but love for Cali.
And the after-parties
were always poppin'.
[CROWD CHEERING]
Ain't nothin' but
a gangsta party ♪
["2 OF AMERIKAZ MOS
WANTED" BY 2PAC PLAYING]
Ahh, shit, you done fucked up now ♪
You done put two of
America's most wanted ♪
In the same motherfuckin' place ♪
At the same motherfuckin' time? ♪
Ain't nothin' but
a gangsta party ♪
Y'all niggas 'bout to feel this ♪
Break out the champagne glasses ♪
And the motherfuckin' condoms ♪
Have one on us, a'ight ♪
Ain't nothin' but
a gangsta party ♪
[MAN] You ain't welcome here.
Bombin' hoochies with precision ♪
My intention's to get richer ♪
- Man, fuck these niggas!
- [CROWD MURMURING]
Sho' nuff ♪
I keep my hand on my gun
'cause they got me on the run ♪
Now I'm back in the courtroom
waitin' on the outcome ♪
Free 2Pac is all
that's on a nigga's mind ♪
But at the same time, it
seem they tryin' to take mine ♪
So I'ma get smart and
get defensive and shit ♪
And put together a Million
March for some gangsta shit ♪
So now they got us laced ♪
Two multimillionaire
motherfuckers catchin' cases ♪
Bitches, get ready
for the throw-down ♪
The shit's about to go down, uh ♪
Me and Snoop about to clown ♪
- I'm losing my religion ♪
- Yeah! Yeah!
You might be deep in this game
but you got the rules missin' ♪
Niggas be actin'
like they savage ♪
They out to get the cabbage ♪
I got nothin' but love
for my niggas livin' lavish ♪
I got a pit named
Petey, she Nigerino ♪
That was the Bloods.
Yeah. Thanks for the
fuckin' backup, Tee.
Hey, yo, no disrespect,
but I'm not fighting
other people's battles.
- Nigga, Mau is family.
- He fight, we fight. Period!
Nigga, you Oh, shit, bro.
Your fuckin' chain is broke.
- Man, what the fuck?!
- Man, they slimy.
That dude Big Shot whose
tooth you knocked out
was tryin' to rob you.
Don't worry. We gon' slide
on 'em with the homies.
Nah, we finna handle this shit my way.
Let me know where he be at.
Slauson Swap Meet.
Pretty neutral ground.
Everyone there, and the homies
be there to have your back, too.
- A'ight. Bet.
- No. No. No fuckin' bet, Meech.
I'm not goin' home in a body bag.
Tee, you finally get your
soft, tender-dick ass out the D,
yet I still got to do everything
by my fuckin' self, huh?
Fine. As long as it's
on neutral grounds.
♪♪♪
[CHILDREN SHOUTING, LAUGHING]
[SHUTTER CLICKS]
'Cause Malik already
outgrowin' his 3T clothes,
and I just bought 'em.
- That boy only 2.
- I know how that goes.
Mm-hmm. And just 'cause they
smaller don't mean it's cheaper.
Mnh-mnh. Oh, I'm
struggling with that too.
- Yeah.
- As soon as I buy something,
they just they just
keep getting bigger.
Outgrows them so fast.
♪♪♪
[BOTH LAUGH]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
Vee?
Vee?
♪♪♪
Vee?
[CHILDREN SHOUTING, LAUGHING]
Where are you, baby?!
♪♪♪
Vee!
Yeah, live from the
West Coast, nigga ♪
Yeah, yeah ♪
Yeah ♪
Live from the coast, nigga ♪
Uh-huh ♪
Pardon me if I come across rude ♪
I'm just a gangsta
with a major attitude ♪
Major attitude ♪
I'm just a gangsta
with a major attitude ♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
♪♪♪
Yo. My man.
Fuck you doin' here?
Well, when it comes to gangbangin',
y'all Cali niggas'
reputation is worldwide.
Just like hustlin'
for us Detroit niggas.
- I'm Big Meech.
- I'm Tee.
- We BMF.
- Shit, I ain't never heard of you.
Alright. Well, shit.
Maybe we should just start
talkin' to some real players,
'cause y'all streets is about to
be flooded with our shit, so
In other words, we could
put you on, big dog.
Y'all hear this shit?
This nigga must've got his
screws knocked loose last night,
bangin' with them Crips.
Man, I swung back
'cause y'all swung first.
But I'm here on neutral
ground. I don't gangbang.
Now, to keep it real with
you, I'm the only Black man
that's tryin' to actually bring
crews together to make money.
Shit, in L.A., we don't
fuck with no outsiders.
Stop wastin' my time, homie.
I already know y'all
niggas run by colors.
But the only color we see is green.
Now, collaboration is
better than competition.
So let's come together and get you paid.
Get the fuck out of here, nigga.
We already gettin' money, nigga.
Oh, yeah. I bet.
But BMF, we got them pure white girls.
And ain't no downtime.
Work comin' in faster
than we can move them.
You talk a good game.
I done heard all that shit before.
I'll believe it when I see it, homie.
A'ight. Well, you about to see
a lot of motherfuckers get
rich right in front of you.
Now look, it don't matter
what you believe in.
Men lie, women lie, but numbers don't.
And that's why BMF
gon' keep runnin' laps
around y'all niggas.
Now, you want to keep gettin' lapped,
or you want to join the race?
[MEN MURMURING]
And what was your daughter wearing?
[EXHALES SHARPLY] Galoshes.
- Uh, overalls.
- What color?
Blue with-with a a
pink tutu over the top.
Is there anywhere she'd try to go?
Maybe a friend's, relative's?
No, she was right there.
I-I'm telling you. Someone took her.
♪♪♪
I know it. She wouldn't just run off.
Did you happen to see
anyone who looked suspicious?
♪♪♪
[LAMAR] Like I said, I'm
a friend of your daddy's.
And he knows I'm comin' to get you,
so there's no need to be scared, okay?
[VEE] Okay.
I got a surprise for you.
This is Blackie.
♪♪♪
I used to have a dog just like him.
He cute, ain't he?
What a doggy say?
- Woof, woof!
- That's right.
That's right. Pet him.
♪♪♪
Yeah. He likes to be pet.
♪♪♪
You know, I, uh, I have
a daughter called Zoe.
And, uh, I used to
play Monopoly with her,
but she's not talking to me anymore
ever since her mom went to heaven.
♪♪♪
I miss her.
I miss both of them.
Woof, woof!
Yeah.
Hey, what's up, girl, get down ♪
You better ride with a G ♪
You know I run this town ♪
And that's on game ♪
Let a real nigga hit and
put you up on game, yeah ♪
Still above ground. Must've
gone good with Big Shot.
- Shit, you can say that.
- Damn.
You must be one hell of a salesman
to get that set locked in,
especially after you
knocked his damn tooth out.
Hey, but they tricky, though.
Ain't gon' keep it solid with you.
Man, look.
We good until otherwise.
[TERRY] Damn, Meech.
I ain't never seen no titties
sit up like that on a girl.
[GIRL] Ooh. Hey.
Boy, them shits look
like water balloons.
What the fuck?
Hey, Cali the titty
capital of the world.
- For real.
- They got that ass in the South,
but here, all they care about
is them double D's, baby.
Squeeze them, they might burst.
I see.
Hey, everybody fit and fine as
fuck 'round this motherfucker.
Sunshine and tan lines all day.
Hey, that's why we the best coast.
Yeah. I see why y'all on
some real "Baywatch" shit.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, look. Let's go get in this water.
And then we can go hit
Manuel's after that.
Now, Mau, he been pushing
this purple Cali kush.
But I'm trying to get him
to convert into them birds.
You feel me?
Shit, I can't let the Bloods
be makin' all the money.
I'm in.
♪♪♪
[TRAIN HORN BLOWING IN DISTANCE]
Man, that's the exact same car
Laz got into right
outside of Platinum Palace.
And it's right where that black
and white said it would be.
Hey.
Let's say we, uh, we got a statement
from a bystander that
say they saw the suspect
enter that motel room right there.
What you say?
We sure did.
[DOOR BREAKS OPEN]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
Clear!
♪♪♪
They ain't been gone for too long.
♪♪♪
Anything?
Yeah, nothin' right here, man.
In this bag either.
[RATTLING]
What?
[BRYANT] There's something
rattling in there.
♪♪♪
[HARDY] Ha ha!
[WHISTLES]
♪♪♪
[BRYANT] Oh, you gonna
be a hit in prison.
Or that gun could get misplaced
on its way back to evidence.
♪♪♪
[HARDY] Bryant.
What do you want to do?
♪♪♪
[BOTTLES CLANKING]
♪♪♪
[VEHICLES PASSING IN DISTANCE]
♪♪♪
[BRYANT] We good. We
gotta get out of here.
Fuck.
♪♪♪
[DIAL TONE, TELEPHONE DIALING]
[LINE RINGING]
[GASPS]
Who are you?
What are you doing in my apartment?
I just need you to tell
me where Vee daddy is.
Where's my daughter?
- You son of a bitch.
- You ain't answer my question.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
Where is B-Mickie?
♪♪♪
You a down-ass bitch.
I can respect that.
I had me one of those once.
But she broke my heart,
and she betrayed me.
Now, B-Mickie, he's a lucky boy.
But he's runnin' out of luck.
See, me and him, we had a
deal to ambush Meech and Terry.
- But your boy ambushed me.
- Lamar?
So I'ma ask you one last fuckin' time.
♪♪♪
Where he at?
♪♪♪
I don't know. Please.
♪♪♪
[TELEPHONE BEEPS]
[DIALING]
[WOMAN] Peachtree Motel.
How may I help you?
Hi. I'm, uh, I'm just trying
to send a package to a friend.
- Can I get your address?
- [PEN CLICKS]
[WOMAN] It's 10985 Euclid Avenue,
Atlanta, Georgia, 30307.
Oh, thank you, ma'am.
Y-You have a wonderful day.
[TELEPHONE BEEPS, CLATTERS]
♪♪♪
What's your boy B-Mickie
doin' in Atlanta?
♪♪♪
Brian's there looking for Meech and Tee,
to finish what you two started.
All three of them down here?
Yeah.
Now, I gave you what you wanted.
Please tell me you didn't hurt her.
♪♪♪
[BABY COOING]
[BREEZE] Hey, buddy.
So handsome, boy, just like Daddy.
[BOTH LAUGH]
As many times as we've been
here for unhappy things,
I am so grateful to have
at least one happy memory
in this hospital.
Hey. Come here.
- Hey, sweetheart.
- Hey.
Meet my little Demetrius.
[LUCILLE] Meechie is
gonna be so touched.
He looks just like
his daddy, doesn't he?
Yeah. He-He's a handsome boy.
Of course he does.
You two gonna make great parents.
Thank you, Mr. Flenory.
When we get everything set up,
y'all got to be the first to come by.
Come by?
Me and Breeze are moving out.
We gettin' our own place.
But you gonna need help with the baby,
especially since you
just had a C-section.
Our family needs a place of our own.
♪♪♪
[BABY COOING]
♪♪♪
[LOCO] No, no, no, no. Those
pendejos can suck my dick!
¿Entiendes?
[BIRDS CRYING]
[CELLPHONE RINGS]
- Dime.
- [MEECH] What up, Loco?
Did you handle your business
with the other cartel?
No, no, no. There's still
some work to be done.
¿Qué pasa, Demetri?
[MEECH] Things goin' good in L.A.
I got the locals to move to the tune.
I expected nothing less.
I'm very proud of you, hermano. ¿Sabes?
[MEECH] Gracias, Loco.
You gon' be out here soon?
Sí. Mañana.
- [MEECH] You already know.
- [LAUGHS]
[MAN SINGING IN SPANISH]
♪♪♪
- [ENGINE CRANKING]
- [EXPLOSION]
[BIRDS CRYING]
[MARKISHA] Thanks so
much for inviting me.
You have no idea how
much I needed to get out.
Well, it is my treat. I just-
I really appreciate you giving
me that cash for college.
- Of course. How's school going?
- It's so good.
- I'm studying hard.
- Good for you!
See? I knew you'd get after it.
Thank you. Well, what about you?
Well, I did just land
a new business partner
- I'm excited about.
- Mm!
Help me grow the business.
I'm so glad to hear things are
going good with you and Boom.
Yeah.
Actually, it's not with Boom.
Southwest Tee?
Girl, you know these streets be talkin'.
Woman to woman, you know how Boom is.
Any little thing will set him off.
Look, when I was young and
he was out there hustlin',
ready to smack anybody
for lookin' at him wrong-
I ain't gonna lie, it was hot.
But I've grown up a lot since then.
Now, Tee might be young,
but Boom is still young
in all the wrong ways.
[SIGHS] I feel you.
We both just fell for the wrong men.
I'm just glad to see you doing good
and finally getting what's yours.
Oh, don't worry.
- I am.
- [MARKISHA] Cheers to that.
Cheers.
♪♪♪
[TERRY] Thank you.
Wow.
I ain't never seen no shit like this.
Man, we got to level up, Tee.
Just like that old dude in Mexico said,
you gon' have a house on the hill.
Man, you still on this
false-prophet shit?
Hell, yeah. You already know.
Shit, I'm about to be
the Black Pablo Escobar.
Never ♪
I never met a girl
like you in my life ♪
[MEECH] God damn. I seen
people roll they own blunts,
but I ain't never seen nobody
roll they own cigar before.
In my experience, the best at anything
leave nothing to chance.
No detail overlooked.
♪♪♪
Are you two the best, as you claim?
[MEECH] Yeah.
I got a guy, Mau.
He gon' be runnin' point out here,
catchin' the loads for the Crips.
Mau has equipped trucks
that we personally
checked out ourselves.
And his routes, they're A1, man.
[MEECH] Now, it wasn't easy, Manuel,
but we cut a deal with a set
of Bloods to do the same thing.
So we can take as much work up
that 405 cocaine highway as you got.
Rival gangs. Very impressive.
Is there anything else I need to know?
Listen, Loco is our family.
And me and my brother,
we're a reflection of him.
So we want to be straight up with you.
We got a lot of heat in A-town,
so we got to start
restructuring some shit.
[TERRY] So look,
wh-what my brother is
basically saying is that we've-
we've encountered a
couple roadblocks before,
but we always rise
above our circumstances.
I know about what happened in Atlanta.
And you still want to fuck with us?
In our business, trust is everything.
So I really appreciate your honesty.
♪♪♪
You passed the test.
Yeah, I mean, look,
if you can't trust the
people you work with, then
you're always gonna be lookin'
over your shoulders, right?
And look, since me and
Meech are uh, a great team,
we have great communication.
With that being said,
I need to be in the loop
with everything that's going on, Manuel.
I will supply you here.
However, until you can sort
out your "problem" in Atlanta,
I'm going to be shutting
down that pipeline.
[MEECH] Hold on. Hold on.
You don't got to do that, Manuel.
Now, we always rise to the occasion.
Loco can vouch for us.
Unfortunately Loco is dead.
♪♪♪
What happened?
[MANUEL] Car bomb. Rival cartel.
[TERRY] W-Wait.
So, uh, you think this is
gonna hurt our business or
[MANUEL] No, no, no, no. That
was between them and Loco.
Now that he's paid
with his life for it
that beef is over.
That motherfucker taught us everything.
♪♪♪
Everything.
[VEHICLES PASSING IN DISTANCE]
♪♪♪
[TIRES SCREECHING]
- [SCREAMS]
- [METAL SCRAPES, GLASS SHATTERS]
♪♪♪
That's right. Look at you now, bitch.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
How you like it, bitch?!
- Huh?
- [GASPS, SOBS]
You fuckin' dumbass!
Didn't you tell me that
that meeting was for us?
Huh? It was for the family.
Right? Instead you out here.
You puttin' money into Tee's pockets
instead of your fucking husband's?!
- That's not true. [SCREAMS]
- Don't you
Hey, don't you fuckin'
don't you fuckin' lie to me.
Kiki told me everything.
[SOBBING] Boom, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!
I have been kickin'
it with Kiki for weeks.
And you know what? She's loyal.
- Unlike your disloyal ass.
- Boom, please help me!
[SOBS] Boom, please call the ambulance.
[WHIMPERS, SOBS]
[BOOM] Hey. Hey.
- I love you.
- [MARKISHA] I know. I know.
- You know I-I love you.
- [MARKISHA] I love you too.
So why do you make me
do crazy shit like this?
Why do you make me do things like this?
[WEAKLY] I love you, please help me.
Please.
Call the ambulance.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
♪♪♪
Yo. You okay?
[MEECH] Loco was family, Tee.
That was my family, man.
Yeah.
And that shit you told Manuel,
about needing to know everything?
Man, that's bullshit.
Demetrius, we started this
business together, right?
So I need to know everything
that's going on, period.
Man, shut the fuck up!
I don't got time to deal
with this shit right now.
I'm calling Pops, man.
[CELLPHONE DIALING]
[BABY COOING, CELLPHONE RINGING]
Hello?
[MEECH] Pops, I seen
the note about Nikki.
How's she doin'?
She had a healthy baby boy.
Demetrius.
Your moms is helping her with
her bandages in the bathroom,
so she can't come to the phone.
But, uh, we're all hoping
you come home and
hug your new nephew yourself.
[MEECH] No doubt. No doubt.
I-I'll see y'all soon, alright?
You know, I tried calling you
when Brian came to your house,
- but, uh
- What?
[CHARLES]
I didn't have your new number.
- In Atlanta?
- [CHARLES] Yeah.
You know, Meech, I'm
a little disappointed
you pulled him back into the streets.
Pops, I'll talk to you later, a'ight?
- I'll see you soon.
- [CELLPHONE BEEPS]
♪♪♪
Hey, Pops just said that B-Mick
came to the house in Atlanta.
♪♪♪
Did you know about this already?
Don't fuckin' lie to me, Tee.
Alright, look.
A little while back,
yes, I let B-Mick back in.
Now, tell me why the fuck
would you do that shit.
Yeah, because his daughter
was sick and he needed money.
Besides, he proved his fuckin' loyalty
when he capped Lamar and
he ain't have to, alright?
But I didn't put him
up to that Laz shit.
Man, you stupid motherfucker!
Now I see.
It's been him the whole time.
♪♪♪
But it's your fuckin' fault.
My fault?
Meech, all these fuckin'
outsiders you let in,
and you treat them like
blood- Purdy, Pusha, Laz-
and all they ever done
was what? Fuck us over!
It ain't my fault them shooters
came and Pusha went off.
Wait. B-Mickie was
the shooter you sent?
Yeah. Well, if he'd done
the fuckin' job properly
[MEECH] Motherfucker, you
the worst goddamn thing
ever happened to me.
- You can't do shit right.
- Me? I can't?
Meech, you know where everyone
ends up who work for you?
Dead or in jail, nigga.
Shit. Well, at least I still got people.
I mean, you had to come
back and hire B-Mickie
because nobody else want
to work for your stupid ass.
That's why Nikki named
the baby after me.
♪♪♪
Alright.
Look.
Let's just figure out how
we gon' fix all this shit.
♪♪♪
Man, what if B-Mickie and Bryant
workin' together in Atlanta
to fuck us over?
Tee, we got to go back there right now,
and we got to find out exactly
what the fuck is going on
so we can start gettin'
this work from Manuel.
What if we're walkin' into a trap?
Nigga, our entire
organization is at risk.
Fuck a trap. You with me or you ain't.
♪♪♪
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Need to check that into evidence
for the Lazuli Williams murder.
Suspect-Brian Mickie, known
BMF associate and shooter.
Man, that nigga's fucked.
He has no idea.
♪♪♪
- [EXHALES SHARPLY]
- Mommy!
Hey, sweetie!
[LAMAR CHUCKLES]
See? I said I would
never hurt a little girl.
What you think I am?
♪♪♪
Show Mama your new toy.
What that doggy say?
- Woof, woof.
- That's right, you good girl.
We gonna find Daddy, right?
Okay.
♪♪♪
Mama, we can go with you or without you.
♪♪♪
[TIE ZIPPING]
Get in. Come on.
♪♪♪
[AISHA] Mommy's right here, baby.
♪♪♪
My mama used to sing me some songs
when we, uh, go on these drives.
♪♪♪
Little Jack Horner sat in the corner ♪
Eating his Christmas pie ♪
He put in his thumb
and he pulled out a plum ♪
And said, "What a good boy am I" ♪
♪♪♪
Mama used to tell me
that I-I was a good boy.
But everybody else said I was evil.
A bad seed. A beast.
♪♪♪
That kind of thing gets to a kid,
and at a certain point
you just become what they say you are.
♪♪♪
[OLDER TERRY] So me and bruh
had hit the point of no return.
The problem was, we had no idea
we were headed for a
motherfuckin' collision
course with all our enemies.
I put my lifetime in
between the paper's lines ♪
I'm the quiet storm
nigga who fight rhyme ♪
P, yeah, you heard of him,
but I ain't concerned with them ♪
Nigga, I pop more guns
than you holdin' them ♪
Make my route while the
sun's out and scold your men ♪
Unload ten in broad
daylight, get right ♪
Fuck your life; hop
on my '98 dirt bike ♪
You try to stop
mines from growin' ♪
I'll make your blood stop flowin' ♪
Take affirmative action
to any ass if he askin' ♪
Now here come the MAC-10 ♪
You's a dick blower, tryin'
to speak the Dunn language ♪
What the drilly with that though? ♪
It ain't bangin' ♪
You hooked on Mobb-phonics,
Infamous-bonics ♪
Lyin' to the Pop
Dog like you got it ♪
You ain't no wildin' out
for the Knife-Fist thrower ♪
Rusty-shank holder ♪
- We live this shit ♪
- 'Cause it's the real shit ♪
Shit to make 'em feel shit,
lump 'em in the club shit ♪
Have you wildin' out
when you bump this ♪
Drugs to your
eardrum, the raw uncut ♪
Have a nigga OD 'cause
it's never enough ♪
It's the real shit, shit
to make 'em feel shit ♪
Lump 'em in the club shit ♪
Have you wildin' out
when you bump this ♪
Drugs to your
eardrum, the raw uncut ♪
Have a nigga OD 'cause
it's never enough ♪
Yo, the P rock 40-inch
cables, drinkin' White Label ♪
My chain hang down to my dick ♪
My piece bang glass tables ♪
Diamonds and guns
before the fame, duke ♪