02x06 - Homecoming

[bunniefuu]

[upbeat music plays]

Yo, what the f*ck, Meech?
I need that sh--

[Meech] Get your f*cking head
in the game, n*gga,

and stop worrying
about school so much.

♪ ♪

To me, it sound like a n*gga
want back in BMF.

[chuckles] I never left.
I just took a step back.

[Bryant]
Kato's in one of these.

You's a daddy.

The f*ck do you want from me?

Tell Meech you got a hookup
to a new plug.

You get Meech
to agree to the meet.

Then I'll do the rest.

Just treat yourself
to something you wanna do.

♪ ♪

[both moaning]

I'm sorry I've been
so out of sorts lately.

I just want us
to get our groove back.

Hey, what up?

The man who k*lled Darius
is here.

You need to come here now.

♪ ♪

[Run-D.M.C.] ♪ One and only
Incredible Jam Master ♪

♪ Yo, back up off the ropes ♪
Punk ♪

♪ Beats to the rhyme
Of the rhyme I just made ♪

- [phone ringing]
- ♪ Party at the jammie... ♪

[Older Terry] g*ns were never
really our thing,

but we were back at the crib

and needed
to draw blood first,

so that meant we needed
to get the strap.

[Run-D.M.C.] ♪ Rhyme get mine
On the T-O-P ♪

♪ Can another MC
Ever ♪ with me ♪

♪ Hell no... ♪

[Older Terry]
The game challenges every rule

you set for yourself.

Sooner or later, you're gonna
have to break one of them.

[Run-D.M.C.] ♪ I'm D.M.C.
So it hit, Run... ♪

Obviously Lamar got his head
and tail tucked in.

Don't trip.

We gonna set a trap
for his dusty ass

and knock him right off.

[Run-D.M.C.]
♪ 1, 2, 3, 4, hit it ♪

♪ Let's dance to the rhythm
The rhyme, the cold flow ♪

♪ Chance that I gave... ♪

God. g*dd*mn.

[sighs]

n*gga, how many times
I gotta tell you

to keep a g*dd*mn window open
up in here, man?

Man, I'm burping the bag
like you told me, man.

Do the sh*t I taught you
outside, n*gga.

You stink!

Man, ignore all that sh*t, man.

- We family.
- [Alvin] Speaking of family,

the Flenory boys
is out on the streets

with them gats, and they
sending a clear message.

Good.

I can get with clear.

[Terry] How the f*ck
Lamar get to Mama

when n*gg*s supposed to be
watching the crib?

[Roland] It don't matter.
We gonna get that m*therf*cker.

- [Terry] How?
- [Roland] The crew splintered,

and Lamar got his ashy-ass foot
on the whole hood.

Nobody's seen Dink neither?

[Roland] Dink? Nah.

Heard he doing his own thing.

- What about B-Mick?
- [Roland] MIA too.

They say he got a new plug
and he been holding strong.

What?
Why the f*ck he ain't tell us?

[Roland] Hell if I know.
That's your boy.

- What up, doe?
- What up, doe?

- [Meech] What up, doe?
- What's up?

I got some sh*t that's about

to help us change the game

and double up
our weight and profits.

- Ooh?
- How the f*ck we gonna do that?

What kind of magicians
would we be

if we showed you our tricks?

Just know we about to bring
a rabbit out the hat

and give a better
piece of the action

to whoever down with us.

That's not even a question.

I'm with that sh*t too.

Y'all let me know
when y'all ready.

I gotta drop my son off
at practice.

Why? That n*gga can't hoop,
just like his pops.

I know you ain't talking.

Your ass can't even ride
a bike straight, n*gga.

[grunts]

I gotta piss
like a m*therf*cker.

Mm.

[zipper scratches,
urine trickling]

[sighs]

- [Lamar] Peekaboo.
- [Sockie] Oh, sh*t!

[g*n cocking]

- [g*nsh*t]
- [Sockie grunts]

- [g*n cocking]
- [Sockie groans]

You whole-ass m*therf*cker.

[Lamar] You right.

[tense music plays]

[g*nsh*t]

♪ ♪

Oh, sh*t!

Yo! Yo, over here!

[person] What the f*ck?

Oh, sh*t, man.

Yo, call an ambulance.

♪ ♪

[Hoop inhales sharply]

Swear to God, bro, we f*cking
murk this m*therf*cker.

On my mama, n*gga!

[Charlie] ♪ I got everything
On the line ♪

♪ Out here
I'm on the grind ♪

♪ Trying to get mine ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ A n*gga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s 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 n*gg*s fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

[50 Cent]
♪ The D's ain't that good ♪

♪ These n*gg*s is ratting ♪

♪ They tell them
What's going on ♪

♪ That's how they know
What's happening ♪

♪ I'm riding
With the top down ♪

♪ Trunk full of yola ♪

♪ Ghetto pharmaceutical ♪

♪ I move that Coca-Cola ♪

♪ Thousand grams of pure ♪

♪ Though I f*ck
With the weirdos ♪

♪ They snort away the pain ♪

♪ Bang their dope
In their vein ♪

♪ Shorty crying
Christmas ain't coming ♪

♪ Her pop's locked up ♪

♪ When it hurts the worst ♪

♪ Your ace find out
She knocked up ♪

♪ Welfare ain't an option ♪

♪ When the Feds
Come knocking ♪

♪ It's all f*cked up
So wish me luck ♪

[Charlie] ♪ At least
You could wish me luck ♪

♪ A n*gga move the weight ♪

♪ Trying to get the cake ♪

♪ I'm in and out of state ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s 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 n*gg*s fake ♪

♪ It's hard to tell a snake ♪

♪ One more flip
And I'm straight ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ At least you could
Wish me luck ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, wish me luck ♪

♪ Wish me luck ♪

♪ All you got to do
Is wish me luck, yeah ♪

How the f*ck we gonna rebuild

with this crazy m*therf*cker
running around doing this?

[Bryant]
I heard y'all was back in town,

giving us cases already.

Well, if it ain't
Beauty and the Beast.

I don't suppose any
of you guys saw anything.

I know that n*gga
ain't see sh*t.

Yeah man, f*ck you,
Scatman Crothers.

You know, I love
when people think

they outsmart a m*therf*cker,
then get bitten in the ass.

Well, in the case of your boy,
he took a three-piece.

m*therf*cker,
how about you find the n*gga

who did this and bust his ass?

Don't you worry, Demetrius.

We gonna find that out
and a lot more, n*gga.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[laughs]

[Calix] Hoop.

Hey, hey, Hoop.

You told me to holla.

Uh, n-now's not a good time,
Calix, all right?

But I got you.
Just give me a minute.

[indistinct chatter]

[birds chirping]

[dog barking and growling]

[barking]

Hey, bite me,
and I'ma bite you back.

[barking]

Somebody hurt you, huh?

No more.

I promise.

I'ma call you Blackie

'cause you black and beautiful,

just like me.

[person] Hey!

That's my f*cking dog!

Well, obviously you not
taking good care of him.

[person] Boy, it's not
your f*cking business.

Bitch, give me
my f*cking dog back,

or else.

[Lamar] Or else what?

[both grunting]

[person] f*ck you.

[dog barking]

[Lamar grunting]

[person]
Get the f*ck off of me!

[grunting and choking]

Get off--get off me!

[screams]

Get the f*ck off!

[screams] My ear!

[screams]

[Terry] Yo, after that Sockie
sh*t, at this point,

we just gotta assume everyone
got a target on their backs.

[Meech] You know what?

I'm thinking
about upping the ante

and bringing on the PAs.

Them PA m*therf*ckers
crazy as sh*t.

Good, they can enforce

and move a bag
through they own network.

That's what we really need.

Yeah, but how the f*ck
we gonna get

n*gg*s we don't even know
to be down?

Soul Night's tonight, Tee.

Everybody and they mama
gonna be there.

So I'ma make my play.

Didn't that sh*t
get sh*t up last month?

n*gga, this the D.

Every f*cking party we go to
get sh*t up.

[sighs, chuckles]

Ain't no sense
in telling you not to go,

'cause you just gonna do
what you want.

Yo, just stay out of trouble
and be cool, all right?

Always.

[Jin]
Hey, have you seen Bryant?

[officer] Yeah,
he's in evidence with Smitty.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[inaudible dialogue]

♪ ♪

[birds chirping]

[B-Mickie]
Good morning, baby Mickie.

[person yawns]

Good morning, Kato. [gasps]

[g*nsh*t]

[knock at door]

[Meech] Yo, B, you in there?

[knock at door]

You good?

[B-Mickie] What up, man?

[B-Mickie] When y'all get back?

[Meech] Last night.

I heard you're holding.
What's up?

Um...

the medical grade
m*therf*cker came back,

but I-I wasn't f*cking with it.

Damn. What happened?

Everything straight?

It's about Kato?

B, I told you already,

you gotta forget
about that rat bitch.

That rat bitch
happened to be my baby mama.

Kato was carrying
my seed, n*gga.

sh*t.

I'm sorry about that, B,
but I really came over here

to tell you that we locked in
with Ty Washington in Atlanta,

so ain't gonna be
no more drought.

"We" as in you and me
or that n*gga Tee?

Oh, you still
finna harp on that sh*t?

m*therf*cker, I was trying
to hold sh*t down for us

while y'all was gone.

No call.

No message.

B, I had to get us
out of dodge ASAP.

And n*gga, you know
I don't use no phones.

Ever since Sockie got hit,
sh*t been going left.

n*gga, I told you already,
I'ma handle this sh*t.

[scoffs]

- [dog barking]
- [knock at door]

[Lawanda] Tee, you up?

Hey, what's going on?

So, what, you back in the game
with Meech?

Oh, my God.

Look, Wanda...

...I know how hurtful this is,

especially after everything
we've been through.

[Terry sighs]

And I understand if you wanna
leave me, but...

just know that I'm here

to take care of you
and Junior still.

No, listen, Terry,
while you were gone,

I had plenty of time to think, and...

I don't want our family
to be apart ever again.

I love you, okay, and--

and I'ma be here
no matter what.

You sure?

Yes. Yes, I'm sure.

And, you know, I was thinking

maybe we could take
a family photo

to mark the occasion.

If that's what you
wanna do, babe.

[indistinct
police radio chatter]

[Bryant] Ah.

You should know direct
is the best way to communicate.

What the f*ck are you
arguing with Smitty for?

None of your damn business.

Are you dirty
like they say you are?

[Bryant] Like who says I am?

You are hiding something
from me again,

and I don't like it.

If we're gonna be partners,
it has to be 100%,

or one of us might not be there

when the other one
needs us the most.

[Bryant] A'ight, I'm gonna
be real with you.

So I'm setting up
another sting with my CI,

and I took two bricks
out of evidence

to bust Meech with.

[dramatic music plays]

[Jin sighs] Okay.

I'm sick of Beckwith
busting our balls

over all these bodies
that are dropping.

If this is what you say
it is, then I'm all in.

Let's get a win.

If not, I'm f*cking you up.

In that case, I'll keep you
posted when and where.

[Bryant laughs]

["Future" playing]

♪ ♪

[Model 500]
♪ Techno revolution ♪

♪ Advanced technology... ♪

[DJ Kutz] This is DJ Kutz

welcoming you
to another Soul Night.

We gonna have a good time,
like we always do

in the m*therf*cking D.

Let's get D!

[singer] ♪ Brand-new ideas ♪

♪ Changes all around us ♪

♪ The future is here ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Calculators and TV sets ♪

♪ Remote control
And microcassettes... ♪

What up, dog? I didn't know
you were still here.

- Y'all still playing?
- [Tariq] Nah.

We had a couple days off.

You know I had to jet
to the crib for this.

No doubt.
What you drinking, though?

Don't trip. I got you.

[Meech] Man, you gotta hit
your manager and agent

'fore you get your cash.

Me, I carry liquid.

I don't gotta jump through
no hoops to get to my sh*t.

sh*t, I can grab two mil now
and be right back.

I see why you treating. Okay.

Hey, we all proud of you,

how you repping the D
and Southwest, for real.

- Thank you, fam.
- Appreciate you.

Appreciate you
putting on for me.

- Hey, yo, my man.
- [bartender] What's up?

Let me get a double sh*t
of Rémy VSOP.

- Okay.
- Get my boys over there

whatever they want as well.

Good looking, dog,

but we good.

I seen you over at K-9's.

I was just trying
to say what up.

And who the f*ck is you?

[Sterling] Chill, Shane.

I got this.

Damn.

Boy wrapped up
a little tight, huh?

Southwest all day.

[Sterling]
He's just down for his homeys.

[Shane] I know you bitch-ass
n*gg*s don't want no static!

[person]
Only bitch I see in here

is the one I'm looking at.

[Sterling] PA down!

What the f*ck you b*tches
looking at?

[person] p*ssy ass.

[laughter]

[grunts]

[people clamoring]

♪ ♪

[bouncer] Hey, come here.

[bouncer] Come here, man.
Get up.

[Sterling] Get the f*ck off me.

[Meech] Get your m*therf*cking
hands off me, man.

I ain't going nowhere
till I get my g*dd*mn mink.

Man, why they throw us out
and not them?

Ho-ass bouncers!

[Model 500]
♪ The future is here... ♪

♪ ♪

[Meech] You straight?

[Sterling] Yeah.

What you say
your name was again?

Meech.

- I'm from Southwest.
- Word.

I'm Sterl.

But let's do this
meet and greet somewhere else,

in case them 6 Mile n*gg*s
try to come light sh*t up.

[Meech] Let's get it.

♪ ♪

[electric razor buzzing]

[Lucille] I better not see
one speck of hair on my floor,

or I'm getting a broom--
and not to sweep.

You know doggone well
y'all should be upstairs

- in the bathroom.
- Don't worry, baby.

Terry's gonna sweep up
when he's done.

- [Terry] Me?
- [Charles] Did I stutter?

How was Atlanta?

[Terry] Um, Atlanta was cool.

It was a lot
of Black professionals, um...

- [knock at door]
- [Terry] ...a lot of colleges.

[Lucille] Oh, I'll get it.

- [Ryan] Mrs. Flenory?
- [Lucille] Hey.

I'm dropping by to schedule
a time to get Terry

caught up on his
missing schoolwork.

[Lucille] It's nice
to see you, Mr. Ryan.

Come on in.

- Hi, Terry.
- Hey.

[Ryan] You've gotten behind
with some of your classes,

and I'd like to tutor you
in the afternoon.

Um, yeah, that-that
won't be necessary.

- I'm not going back.
- [Lucille] What?

You know how important
graduating is to me.

Getting a high school diploma
don't guarantee

you're gonna be successful.

Look at John Travolta,
Michael J. Fox, Al Pacino.

They're all white.

Ella Fitzgerald, Prince,
Aretha Franklin--same thing.

Boy, you can't hold a note
or tell a joke.

Point your mother
is trying to make is,

life is hard enough as is,

especially if you a Black man
in this country,

and it's even harder
when you uneducated like me.

I don't want you to have to go
through the same struggle

I had to endure.

With all due respect,
I've been thinking about this

for a while now, and there's
nothing anybody can say here

that's gonna change my mind.

Okay.

You know where to find me
if you've got second thoughts.

[Lucille] So, what,
you gonna follow in your--

in your brother's footsteps
and become a drug dealer?

Meech and I are businessmen.

We're businessmen
running a corporation

that's gonna be legit one day.

And you both gonna end up
dead or in jail.

We already told you
that that disturbed man

came by here looking for y'all.

Your mother and I are trying
to save your life.

Pops, that's your plan.
That's not mine.

- Terry, please.
- Look, Ma, no.

I tried y'all way already.
I tried it.

That's not for me.

The school route
is not fast enough.

It's not--
it's not exciting anymore.

It's not good enough.
It's just not me anymore.

Look, I just don't want you
to look back on your life

and regret it.

We are trying to help you here!

Okay, then do Meech and I
both a big favor.

Just wish us luck.

[dramatic music plays]

[knock at door]

[Monique]
What the f*ck is this for?

For the kids

and for helping me
with that Denise thing.

Any sign of Lamar yet?

That n*gga all f*cked up.

Got a sh*t bag,

can't f*ck no more.

How the hell you know?

f*ck you, Meech.

[Meech] Yeah, well, I'm about
to serve that m*therf*cker

once and for all.

Listen, Lamar was born
and breed that street sh*t.

And?

That don't mean sh*t to me.

Meaning if you gonna
get a street n*gga,

you can't use street logic.

You gonna have to come at him
a angle he not gonna expect.

[Meech sighs]

Hey, look, I know it hurts.

I know it hurts, but pain
is but an instant, okay?

- [dog whining]
- I'ma look after you, buddy.

[Alvin] The f*ck is this?

Alvin, meet my new dog, Blackie.

[dog whines]

Please tell me you did not eat

both my g*dd*mn
Hungry Man meals.

No. No, I had one, and, uh,
he had the other.

Why would you give human food
to a m*therf*cking mutt?

Hey, watch your mouth, man.
He can hear you.

I don't give a f*ck about
this ugly-ass g*dd*mn dog.

n*gga, f*ck you.

- Apologize.
- I wish the f*ck--

n*gga, apologize to Blackie
right here, right now,

or I swear to God, man,
I'll b*at your ass

and feed you to him.

[dog panting]

I'm sorry, Blackie.

[singers] ♪ He is my friend ♪

♪ Yeah, oh, yeah... ♪

[gospel music playing
over speakers]

[Charles] It'll be okay, baby.

We'll handle this the same way
we do everything else.

Together.

I guess it's no use
crying over spilled milk.

They have made their decision.

[Charles] Lucille...

...I want you to put on
your best dress,

'cause I'm taking you out.

No.
I don't feel like it, Charles.

[Charles] Don't matter,

'cause I'm about
to shine up my shoes,

put on my glad rags,

and I want my woman
to look just as nice

when we hit the town.

Well, if you put it like that--

[Charles] Mm.

[Lucille giggles]

[Terry] Aw, hell.

What kind of drama
you got yourself into now?

This ain't sh*t.
I had to help the PAs.

Good news is, they agreed
to help us dead Lamar

and help us move the bag.

Well, that's what's up.
You holla at B-Mick?

Talked to that
scaredy-ass n*gga, man.

He's still crying
about his mom,

being emotional and sh*t,

but he did tell me we supposed

to be getting
that medical-grade sh*t

from the plug real soon,
so we could check that out.

That mean we back on top.

- Go on.
- Yo, yo, yo. Chill.

You know Nikki
got a job now, right?

A job? The f*ck she need
a job for, n*gga?

Her brothers got money.

She wanted her own,
so while we was gone,

she started sweeping
at the salon on Jefferson.

The beauty salon?

[upbeat music playing]

[singer] ♪ Whoo, ooh
I wanna rock your body... ♪

♪ ♪

Look at my baby sister.

Getting a good job
and being responsible.

Thanks. Now get out.

Can't believe I'm sitting
in a beauty shop

watching you get
your nails buffed.

Man, Hoop, this sh*t
feel good as f*ck.

Not to mention, man,
chicks love when a dude

take care of his appearance.

- A'ight.
- [Meech] Yeah.

Everything good
over here, fellas?

Yes, it is now.

How long have you
owned this place?

About a year now.

Oh, yeah?

[singer] ♪ If you give me ♪

[Meech]
Let me holla at you a second.

[singer] ♪ Just one night... ♪

What would you say

if I had an opportunity for you

to increase your revenue
in the next few weeks?

Doing what?

Just handling
some business for me.

[singer] ♪ And let your body
Move to the music... ♪

[Meech] Hold this, and I'll
explain the rest later.

[Nicole sucks teeth]

[Meech] Hoop, we out.

See you later, little sis.

- Bye.
- [Meech] Love you.

["The Rain" playing]

[thunder booming]

♪ ♪

[Oran "Juice" Jones]
♪ I saw you ♪

♪ And him, and him ♪

♪ Walking in the rain ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You were holding hands ♪

♪ And I'll never be the same ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Tossing and turning ♪

♪ Another sleepless night... ♪

Dude just ran a stop sign.

You wanna give a civie
a speeding ticket,

that's on you.

You're getting ass
out in the rain to do it.

[Oran "Juice" Jones]
♪ Jumped into my car... ♪

[Bryant] No, I think
that's Terry Flenory.

[Oran "Juice" Jones]
♪ That moment I knew ♪

♪ I would never be the same ♪

♪ 'Cause I saw you ♪

♪ And him, and him ♪

♪ Walking in the rain... ♪

[Markisha sighs]

Okay, guys, um,

I just want you to meet
your driver, Terry.

[Terry]
Hey, how you guys doing?

- Come on, let's get in the car.
- [child] Hey, what's up?

- [Terry] Watch your step.
- [child] Thanks for the ride.

[Markisha] Hurry, hurry.
[sighs]

[Terry] f*ck happened?
You good?

Hell no.

This m*therf*cker put me
and my kids out in the rain.

[Terry] Damn, that's f*cked up.

[Markisha]
Can we please go to your place

so we can get out
of these wet clothes?

♪ ♪

Uh, I-I think a hotel
would be much better.

♪ ♪

So what happened?
Boom put you out?

And he accused me
of spending his money,

which is bullshit,
'cause I go to work every day.

Damn.

- I'm sorry.
- [Markisha sighs]

I just wanna...

get a house, right?

[soft music plays]

With a big yard for the kids.

[Terry chuckles] That's all?

And a clothing
and traveling budget.

Oh, yeah?

Where you wanna travel to?

Places where dreams come true.

Like?

Miami,

Tamarindo,

Aguas Buenas.

Ah, tu hablas espanol, sí?

[chuckles]

My dad's Black,
and my mom's Puerto Rican.

Spanish is my first language.

Well, I took Spanish
in escuela, so, um...

and I hope I can make
all your dreams come true.

You're not leaving, are you?

No, I'm just gonna
grab a few things, but...

I'm coming right back,

en uno momento.

Okay.

♪ ♪

[Charles] Now, I understand
that we ain't been here

- in a while, but...
- [laughter]

Lifeline. Lifeline.

I'm so glad we're doing this.

Me too.

I'm finally taking you out,
like I promised.

[Lucille] Yeah.

[lounge music playing]

♪ ♪

I need to tell you something.

Hmm?

I thought that you were having
an affair

with Sister Riley,

and so I--

I confronted her
after the revival.

Where-where'd you get
an idea like that?

I don't know. Those--

Those dirty magazines
just had my head going crazy.

- That is crazy.
- [Lucille laughs] I know.

I know. Look.

The point is,

I know that you are a-a good

and faithful husband...

...who only wants the best
for his family.

And I'm--

I'm proud of you,

as the strong and dedicated

wife and mother you are.

♪ ♪

And I'm sorry I haven't
been able to give you

everything your heart desires.

[Lucille] I've only had
a few sips of wine,

and it's gone to my head.

[Charles] That's 'cause
you know we don't drink, baby.

I think I'm getting a migraine.

[Lucille groans softly]

Well, I got something fo' that
if the aspirin don't work.

[laughter]

Ouch.

Well, maybe when it gets off,

you can get on.

Check, please.

[laughs]

Um...

...baby, I want you to know
I'm not cheating on you

with Sister Riley.

I'm dedicated to you.

[door clicks open]

[Markisha]
Dang, Terry. What's all this?

Where's the kids?

They're in the bath.

[Terry] Well, I brought pizza,
Sega Genesis, and pop.

You really are something else.
You know that?

Yeah, I hope
that's a good thing.

It's a great thing.

Come here.

[giggles]

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

[singer]
♪ Got me lookin' at the time ♪

♪ I can't wait to get to you ♪

♪ You been on my mind ♪

♪ And I hope you're ready
'Cause I'm about to pull up ♪

♪ About to pull up... ♪

[Bryant] Starting
to get hot over there.

[singer] ♪ On you... ♪

You look like you know
how to handle a big one.

It's not the size that counts.

It's how you handle it.

[Bryant laughs] Okay.

[singer] ♪ Can't wait
Till we go there ♪

♪ Anticipation rising... ♪

[Jin]
I thought her kids are there.

[Bryant] That's why they got
locks on bedroom doors.

[Jin] Is that right?

Nothing like
a little palate cleanser

to get it started.

[laughter]

Come check it out.

[Bryant sighs]

Oh. Oh, damn.

Somebody's hungry.

I know I am.

[singer] ♪ You could take it
Fast or slow... ♪

[Bryant] Been a while, huh?

Feels like forever.

- Yeah, well...
- [camera shutter clicking]

...ever need me
to handle that...

♪ ♪

What makes you think
you can handle it?

Well, the fun's
in trying to find out.

[singer] ♪ You know that I can
Take it when you flex ♪

♪ Flex, flex, flex... ♪

- Ah, come on, come on, come on.
- [Markisha] All right, boys.

It's that time.

[Terry] Aw.

- Time to go to bed, kids.
- Good night, Mom.

[Markisha] You guys go sleep
in my room tonight, okay?

[child] Good night.

[Terry]
What's going on? You good?

Do you have someone
staying with you?

[dramatic music plays]

Is that why we couldn't
come to your place?

Um... [sighs]

...my ex and my baby boy.

How old?

A year and two months now.

Do you love this someone?

[Terry] I don't know.
You love Boom?

Like, we're-we're
pretty much done now.

At this point, I'm just
providing for my child.

♪ ♪

I think you should go.

[Terry] Markisha.

Having strange men around
is never easy to explain.

♪ ♪

All right. Okay.

I got you.

[Markisha] Yeah.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

[instructor]
Great workout, y'all.

- See you tomorrow.
- [person] See you sweating.

[tense music plays]

What do you want?

I just wanted to show you
my new boy.

Jealous?

Why he all scratched up?

[Lamar] 'Cause his owner
had him fighting in a pit...

- [dog whines]
- ...but I saved him.

He a underdog, just like me.

What's his name?

- Blackie.
- [barking]

- [Lamar] Come on.
- That's not a f*cking pet.

- That's a monster.
- Nah, he's cool.

[Monique] No, he is not.

He look like he been
trained to k*ll

and don't know nothing
but v*olence.

[Lamar] It ain't his fault.

When I was in foster care...

...they moved me around
to keep me

from developing attachments.

I'ma get him back on his feet.

I'ma teach this old dog
some new tricks.

Look, Lamar, I understand
what happened to you,

but caring for a beaten dog
is not gonna change the past.

Right.

I know that.

I just wanted you to see him,
that's all.

Come on.

Come on, Blackie.

[rapper] ♪ Unh, yeah ♪

♪ I get hype from the rage ♪

♪ Hell in a cage... ♪

[Terry] Good doing business
with you, man.

[Sterling] You already know.

[rapper] ♪ I was down bad
But I'm better today ♪

♪ Since I touched half a mil
It was never the same ♪

♪ Just got paid ♪

♪ I chopped my fade ♪

♪ The horses in the engine
Make the streets obey ♪

[Sterling] Damn, dog.
Hurting them out here.

[Meech] Hell yeah, we all about
to be out here doing the same.

[Terry] Yo, how you go
and cop a new whip,

when we supposed
to still pay Boom back?

n*gga, that's a you problem.

You started f*cking
with the n*gga

after I told you not to.

Now you wanna bone his wife?

n*gga, you gotta deal
with the consequences.

- [tires squealing]
- Hey, we got

a big f*cking problem.

Yo.

I want my money back
on them bogus-ass birds

you sold me, n*gga.

What?
n*gga, I ain't sell you sh*t.

Oh, what,
you too big for grunt work?

You had Hoop give me
this bullshit?

[Terry]
The f*ck is he talking about?

First, the weight was right
when we measured them b*tches.

Then they was short
when they dried up.

And I got customers talking
about the buzz was slow.

The high was low.

All types of bullshit.

n*gga, that's the cost
of doing business.

Get the f*ck out my face.

Not when you
the m*therf*cking brand, n*gga.

Look, just give me
my money back, n*gga.

Or what?

- Oh, bitch-ass n*gga.
- [both grunting]

[Hoop] Meech, do something.
Break that sh*t up.

Break it up.

Stop that sh*t. Come on, man.

[person] Come on, man.

[rapper] ♪ Let's go... ♪

[Terry]
f*ck you think you doing?

[person] Come on.

[Sterling] You might wanna
slow your roll, homey.

Man, break that sh*t up.
We family, n*gga!

[Terry] He turned his back
on family. f*ck him!

Man, come on, man!

[Terry] Don't you ever
step to us like that again.

[knock at door]

- [door creaks]
- [Charles clears throat]

I-I'm, uh--

[door clicks shut]

I-I'm--

[sighs]

I'm-I'm sorry I came over.

We can't do this no more...

'cause I wanna make
my marriage work.

Okay.

If that's what you really want.

You should do
what makes you happy.

Yeah.

I gotta go.

[Mabel] You can't even
look at me and say goodbye?

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[Charles] Uh--[clears throat]

[moans]

♪ ♪

[smooth R music plays]

[singer] ♪ The time has come ♪

♪ For me and you ♪

♪ To go our ♪

♪ Separate ways ♪

♪ Don't be sad ♪

♪ Don't shed a tear ♪

♪ 'Cause we got a lot
Of memories ♪

♪ Take the good with the bad ♪

♪ ♪

[R music playing
over speakers]

[singer] ♪ Just hold me
Just hold me, babe ♪

♪ Get love, get love... ♪

[Meech] Damn.

What's up, little sis?

You know I love you.
Stop playing.

[singer] ♪ I feel it flowing
Through my veins ♪

♪ Tell me you love ♪

♪ You whispered in my ear... ♪

[Nicole]
What was that money for?

Your brother paid
for his service.

What kind of service we got
here require a bag of money?

Yo, why you tripping?

We all grown.

All y'all the same.

[singer] ♪ I need you, ooh... ♪

Little sis got a job?

She better than me.
I quit my job the first day.

[Hoop chuckles]
Man, y'all both the same:

stubborn and sweet
all rolled into one.

That's 'cause we got
the same birthday.

[laughs]
Blood's a m*therf*cker, man.

Man. Hey, speaking of which...

we ain't gonna have no issue
on that Dink sh*t?

Look, BMF supposed to be
a family.

You know, Sockie gone.

We got sh*t with Dink.

It feel like it's all
falling apart, Meech.

Hoop, listen to me, man.

Dink folded
at the first sign of trouble.

Do you think a n*gga like that
loves us?

You think that's family?

- Nah. Nah, man.
- So I tell you what.

Stay with me, and, n*gga,
I ain't never led you wrong.

Roll with the punches.

You know I'm down like the set
on this new Lex, dog.

So drive it. It's yours.

- Stop playing.
- What's mine is yours.

sh*t! [laughs] Yeah.

[Meech]
Drive it like Miss Daisy.

[Hoop] Oh, man. sh*t.
I'm gonna whip this.

[slow R music plays]

[singer]
♪ You should come and get ♪

♪ Some of this loving, baby ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You should come and get
Some of this ♪

♪ Some of this, some of this
Some of this ♪

♪ ♪

♪ There ain't no need... ♪

[Markisha] Tee, I'm grateful
for your help.

But you're in no position
to provide for us

when you have obligations
of your own.

Boom may be bad, but I need
to be financially secure.

Truly, Markisha.

[singer] ♪ I'm jonesing
To have your body... ♪

[Jin] Looks like lover boy's
got problems.

[Bryant] Maybe.

If Terry is stepping out
on his lady,

maybe we can use that
to manipulate the situation.

- Ah.
- [pager buzzing and beeping]

I knew I liked you.

Hey, I gotta go.

- [Jin] Where?
- I-it's Kevin.

[Jin] Okay. Just, uh, drop me
off at home on your way.

[Bryant] A'ight. Let's roll.

[upbeat music plays]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

- My n*gga.
- What up, doe?

Ain't sh*t. How you doing?

Man, you know I'm good,
my n*gga.

- Talk to me.
- So check it.

My homey got a bead on Lamar.

That's what's up.

Just let me know
the haps on the claps.

- [speaking indistinctly]
- Big dog.

[K-9] Hot potato
back up in the building.

Big dog.
Man, I'm ready to go crazy.

You hear me? Run this sh*t
up to the ceiling.

Cop up front. Re-up.

Whatever we gotta do.

[K-9] sh*t, you speaking
my language now.

- [Meech laughs]
- [Rayzin] Yo, K.

Huh?

Please go easy.

Tell Sina ungrateful ass
I ain't paying 'em sh*t.

They want that money,
they can come get it in blood.

Yo, K, I don't think
that's wise.

Nobody gives a f*ck
what you think.

Tell 'em what I said, m*therf*cker.

[person] Hey, yo, K-9,
check this out.

[Rayzin] Yo, Sina, he don't
wanna talk to you right now.

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

Everything good, Big Ray?

K-9 owes his Colombian connect


and refuses to pay.

Man, shut the f*ck up.

Man, what's wrong
with that n*gga, man?

Hell if I know,
but it's f*ckin' su1c1de.

- What's up, big dog?
- Something came up.

I'm gonna have to chill
on that re-up right now,

but it shouldn't be long.

It's all good.
Whatever it takes.

Handle your business.

Love.

[Bryant]
Look, it's too late for you

to be backtracking now.

Uh, Meech and I got history,

but I'm done
living in the past, a'ight?

It's time to start looking
ahead to what's next.

[knock at door]

[Bryant]
Yo, you expecting somebody?

f*ck no.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

This doesn't look
like Kevin to me.

Detective Jin,
meet my CI Brian Mickie.

I don't know what the f*ck
you got going on,

but you can't keep having
randos popping up unannounced.

[Bryant] B-Mickie was getting
ready for the big meet.

I was.

I don't know what the f*ck
I'm doing now.

Look, I'm not trying to blow up
your spot or anything.

I just wanna make sure
that you are

as comfortable as possible.

[scoffs]
I'll make sure I remember that.

Look, you make sure you keep

that sarcasm out your voice,
hear?

We your only lifeline, n*gga.

[Jin] Look, I know
that this is unnerving

to just meet me like this
for the first time.

Here.

♪ ♪

Just keep your phone
and your pager on.

[hip-hop music plays]

♪ ♪

[Meech] Man, this is
a golden opportunity

to raise our f*cking level, man.

[Terry] And it's
a golden opportunity

to get us both f*cking k*lled.

Tee, we got an opportunity
to lock down

a plug for ourselves.

That's what we need.

We keep getting
dicked around, n*gga.

- We need to expand.
- I hear you.

I-I do. I-I hear you,
but that sh*t's just too risky.

K-9 don't want
that plug no more, Tee.

He's not f*cking
with the Colombians.

Yeah, but how do we know
his ass don't see it that way?

Huh?

What about B-Mick?

♪ ♪

He reached out to me
last night.

Okay.

[Meech] Told me he'd give us
a few keys to check it out,

but it might hold us over
till K-9 taps back on.

Yo, that's good!
That's way better

than going behind old boy
and stealing his plug.

Man, that's good.

Whatever, n*gga.

Where the f*ck you about to go?

[Terry] Uh, none ya.

Can't stay away from that girl
for two seconds?

[Terry] f*ck you, Meech.

You don't know
what you talking about.

[baby cooing]

I'm looking for my other belt.

Babe, you don't need it
for pictures.

Oh, why, I'ma have
my pants sagging?

sh*t's a waste of time.

Our family photos
are not a waste of time, Tee.

I'm trying to be cordial.

I don't got time to be playing
some dress-up game.

Cordial?

What, like I'm forcing you
to go or something?

Come on, don't start
that bullshit right now.

Terry, I want you to go
because you wanna go,

because you're actually
proud of your family.

I-I am. Come on.

[baby babbles]

[bell chimes]

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[bell chimes]

[person]
Let's get this m*therf*cker.

[dog barking]

- [g*nshots]
- [grunts] f*ck!

[barking continues]

[person]
Shut the f*ck up, mutt.

- [g*nsh*t]
- Aah!

Meech bitch ass sent you,
didn't he?

Man, f*ck you.

Yeah, I thought as much.

[g*nsh*t]

[door clicks open]

[Terry sighs]
Oh, hey, Ms. Désirée.

- How you doing?
- Hey, I'm fine, baby.

How did the photo sh**t go?

Oh, it was--it was nice.

It was very nice.
Um, hey, babe, I gotta jet.

- Um, I'ma call you later.
- Okay.

Little man. Thank you.

You guys have a good one.

Trouble in paradise?

No, he just
in a little funky mood.

Mm, Terry's always
in a funky mood

whenever he comes around.

I didn't raise no fool.

You sure he wants
to be with you?

Yeah, sometimes.

But what does your heart
tell you?

[Lawanda] Mama, I don't know.

I really don't.

Then you know
what you need to do.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

[soft dramatic music plays]

[Lawanda] All right.

I got his brush, his socks,
and his belt.

[Désirée] Is that all of it?

[Lawanda] I have his jacket
and his chain.

I think we got
everything we need.

[Désirée] All right, then.

Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

That's what I'm talking about.

♪ ♪

[hip-hop music playing
over speakers]

[rapper] ♪ Back
To the cheddar chasing... ♪

- What up, doe?
- What's good? What's good?

♪ ♪

Man, get the f*ck--
you got a hat on, n*gga?

You don't wear no hats.

f*ck out of here, man.
I'm always wearing a hat.

Check this sh*t.

♪ ♪

Hang on.

Want you to check
something out first.

[rapper] ♪ We be sinking goals
For the meditation ♪

♪ Never stagnate... ♪

f*ck is this?

[rapper]
♪ Disrespect getting checked ♪

♪ With no hesitation ♪

♪ Always fine-tune... ♪

Meech, you bought burial plots?

It's a burial for Kato
and your moms, for whenever.

Look, if you want one,
you can get one too.

That way, y'all can
be together forever.

What type of morbid sh*t
is you on?

I'm just trying to show you
how much I appreciate you, B,

for everything.

Also, we just expanded again,

so now you get a chance
to run your own territory,

be your own boss.

I'm making you king now, B.

Yeah. I love you, dog.

I love you, n*gga, for real.

I love you for life.

I appreciate you for everything
you did for me and my brother.

You always been there,
since day one.

So it's only right
I make it right.

[rapper]
♪ This is my declaration ♪

♪ The hip-hop delegation says
Y'all need some regulation ♪

♪ And some education
Throw in some medication... ♪

[Meech] Man, come on, don't go

all Michael Jackson on me
and start crying

or no sh*t like that.

Nah, man. I'm just thinking--

Old Tito give me
a tissue-ass n*gga, man.

Nah.

I'm just thinking.

[rapper]
♪ After is the detonation... ♪

Remember old times?

How we used
to jump back and forth

into the swim mobile and sh*t?

Remember m*therf*ckers used to
check to see if you was clean?

They used to rub
they hands like this.

[laughs]

♪ ♪

♪ Now it's back
To the cheddar chasing ♪

♪ We be sinking goals
For the meditation ♪

♪ Never stagnate
Steady elevating ♪

♪ Disrespect getting checked
With no hesitation ♪

♪ Always fine-tune
Every presentation ♪

♪ Hella impatient
I'm never, ever waiting ♪

♪ Never fall off
This that forever greatness ♪

♪ Y'all with it
Raw with it... ♪

And the Jheri curl juice

used to float on the water.

[rapper]
♪ Bitch, it's a celebration ♪

[singing indistinctly]

♪ One word when I step to them
Desecration ♪

♪ For my opponent's
Self-esteem ♪

♪ I am degradation ♪

♪ Shift on these rappers
Like acceleration ♪

♪ Hiss on them
Split on them ♪

♪ Shift on the delegation ♪

♪ Separation of the wack ♪

♪ You don't like
Segregation... ♪

[Jin] All I'm hearing is music.

Yeah. Something ain't right.

[grunts]

[rapper] ♪ Destination
A simple explanation ♪

♪ This is my declaration ♪

♪ The hip-hop delegation says
Y'all need some regulation ♪

♪ And some education
Throw in some medication ♪

♪ Any speculation
Of any stress or hating ♪

♪ I swear to God, I'll end
Your world like Revelation ♪

♪ You feel my reputation
With no reservation ♪

I'm sorry, dog.
I ain't have no choice.

There's always a choice, n*gga.
f*ck you.

[breathing heavily]

They're gone!

And they took the dr*gs.

f*ck!

f*ck, f*ck!

[shouts]

[dramatic music plays]

[B-Mickie]
Mama, wake up. Wake up.

♪ ♪

It's me. I love you.

Okay, I gotta leave town,

but I left some money
with the nurse,

and I'm gonna see you
when I get back.

♪ ♪

[horn honks]

[Older Terry]
When you're in the game,

sometimes you gotta
break the heart

of the people who love you.

♪ ♪

[B-Mickie gasping]

Yo! Yo, help!

f*ck! Jesus, m*therf*ckers!

Get the f*ck off me!

f*ck!

[rapper] ♪ Live by the g*n ♪

♪ Die by the g*n ♪

♪ k*ll with a g*n
You gon' die by one ♪

♪ By one, by one
By one, by one ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Live by the g*n
Die by the g*n ♪

♪ k*ll with a g*n
You gon' die by one ♪

♪ By one, by one, by one ♪

♪ By one, by one
By one, by one ♪

♪ Playing my position
I'm knowing my part ♪

♪ I want half of every
Dime bag sold in the park ♪

♪ I pack a bulldog
And, bro, it'll bark ♪

♪ My product so bright
Like, sh*t glow in the dark ♪

♪ A red dot head sh*t
Will blow wigs apart ♪

♪ Aim at the bull's-eye
Like throwing a dart, n*gga ♪

♪ The reefer chiefer
I roll it and spark it ♪

♪ I will leave your body
Just as cold as my heart ♪

♪ The block back me up
And I back up the block ♪

♪ I see you turn around
And go back up the block ♪

♪ You pull straps, right in
The musk, we pull back ♪

♪ Full moon or not
I'm always where wolves at ♪

♪ Live by the g*n
Die by the g*n ♪

♪ k*ll with a g*n
You gon' die by one ♪

♪ Can't even go outside
And sh**t the sh*t ♪

♪ 'Cause n*gg*s might drive by
And start sh**ting sh*t ♪

♪ Live by the g*n
Die by the g*n ♪

♪ k*ll with a g*n
You gon' die by one ♪