When I get downstairs,
and walk in that back room,
and see that bike...
it's just, like,
"You my girlfriend."
Like, I'm
talking to her, like...
"Yeah, we're gonna tear
the streets up today."
This your boy, Stro,
right here with it,
you feel me?
You know what's up with me, yo.
That's that bike life, yo.
M.N.C. f*cking with it.
I start that bike up,
it's like a nervous feeling.
My legs start to shake.
Maybe police chasin',
maybe get hurt.
I think about everything.
But once I pull off,
all that feeling just goes out
the window.
And it's just me, the world,
the bike and the streets.
You already know anybody
want it, we can bet it.
Like I said, nobody f*ckin'
with my young n*gga, Stro.
M.N.C. boys, you already
know we in the building.
Midnight, it's your boy, Blax.
Let's get it.
Yo, Mouse, what's goin'
on, Mouse?
Come on, hop on.
You got it. You got it.
Ain't you supposed to be home...
- taking care of Mama?
- That's my brother!
- What you doin', Mouse? Oh, okay.
- That's my brother!
You wanna be with the big boys?
I wanna be just like you
when I grow up.
What you mean you wanna
be like me, Mouse?
You're gonna
be better than me, Mouse.
You're gonna be better.
If I see that sun, I know...
it's gonna be a good day.
Hey, yo,
we pass Winston already?
Ah! Shit.
Hey, yo, stop the bus.
♪ Uh, put them hands up,
Yeah put them hands up ♪
♪ Amazing, amazing, amazing,
So damn amazing ♪
♪ To my brothas and sistas,
Mom, Pops and my daughter ♪
♪ Nieces and nephews,
Salute all y'all And those I can't get to ♪
♪ To my dogs on lock down,
Block hustlers From all around ♪
♪ I pray you make it ♪
You late.
Is that it?
Yeah, that's it.
Seventy, take it
or leave it, yo.
Can you start it?
It works.
So start it.
This n*gga here.
Hey, yo, how you
getting it home?
I'm ridin' it.
Them knockers thick over
this way.
Let 'em try and catch me.
You got five minutes.
He doesn't show up,
I'm takin' you in.
Yeah, that's Rivers'
little protege over there.
That Baltimore Buddy Program's
a little more responsibility
than he thought.
Glad I didn't do that shit.
Thanks for callin', man.
Said you're his mentor,
so I took a flyer.
So, what happened here?
Caught him on his quad.
Public street. Detained him.
Last thing I need
is this headache
right before a shift change.
You wanna take him
off our hands?
God bless.
Just drop me 'round this corner.
Why?
Mama can't see me gettin' outta
no cop car with a dirt bike.
Gotta stash it.
You know you can sit up front.
Snitches ride shotgun.
Look, I don't mind
helping you out.
Always have been.
But I ain't no damn
get-out-of-jail-free card.
What you good for, then?
I don't know.
Stuff you can't take
to your mama.
Things you might want a man
to hear you out on.
I'm pretty good at advice.
Shit like that.
Like a big brother?
Hey, your brother's
death was tragic.
It breaks my heart that he
never got a second chance.
I just want you to know
that I'm here for you
and that I got your back.
Just not for police stuff.
Can we listen to something else?
- Oh, what? You don't like this?
- No.
I can't hear you, man.
You've got to speak up.
- What'd you say?
- I don't like this.
- Huh?
- I said I don't like it.
Oh, you said you wanna hear
what I got.
No, that ain't what I said, bro.
♪ Super-
califragilisticexpialidocious ♪
♪ You come any closer to this ♪
♪ I'mma get ferocious ♪
♪ Hey ya ♪
♪ We rock the mic, hey ya! ♪
Now you can get up
out of my car.
Thank you.
Take that bike, too.
Hey, don't slam my door neither.
♪ Tap the bottle
and twist the cap ♪
♪ And pass it around the crew
Because the crew be all that ♪
♪ I'm peelin' off the caps like
The hicks in Alabama ♪
♪ Check the grammar and the
stamina I'm tootin' on my horn ♪
♪ Timberland boot stompin',
Forty drinkin' born ♪
♪ Malt liquor chug a filter
Let me rip it then I kick it ♪
♪ Tap it once for my brothers
Sip it then I sip it ♪
♪ So xerox the zip code,
I'm in the mode, perfecto ♪
♪ Hallelujah here I go,
Watch me flow and let go ♪
♪ Trouble sh**t smoke The
buddah Rule like a dictator ♪
Oh, look who the f*ck
decided to show up.
You know what time
I gotta be to work.
Hello, I am talkin' to you.
I'm talking to you.
Do you hear me?
Where you been?
Around.
You finna make me late.
I'm here now.
Boy, don't get smart with me.
What she look like?
Li'l n*gga, don't you
throw shit in my house.
Make sure
Shay eats that spaghetti
that's in the refrigerator,
please.
All that f*cking grunting.
Until you raise some
money up in here,
I don't wanna hear shit.
Gettin' on my damn nerves.
What you worried
about them bikes for?
I done told your ass,
you can look at 'em all
the f*ck you want...
you ain't gettin' on 'em.
I'm sick of telling you.
I'mma be home late,
I got school tonight.
Make sure Shay
is in bed by 8:00.
Don't let her punk your ass.
Yo, Mouse!
n*gga, I know you in there.
Open up.
Yo! Mouse!
Why you looking through
the blinds? It's me.
I know you in there, my n*gga.
Come on, open up.
What?
Hey, there's a new shorty
down the street.
She kinda bad, bro.
Where Sweartagawd at?
- Look at this slow-ass n*gga.
- You tell him?
Hell yeah, I told him.
Swear to God.
Dime piece.
Swear to God.
All right.
Let me get my shoes.
Why you always leaving me?
Don't touch me again, fat boy.
Don't touch me again.
You fat as hell.
n*gga, you know
I can't go as fast as you.
All right, relax.
Don't try to eat my ass.
You're supposed
to be watchin' me.
Gonna be right back.
I'm just gonna call Mom
and let her know that
I'm home alone.
But it's okay,
since you'll be right back.
Damn.
Turn around, yo. No peeking.
I already know
it's under the bed.
Okay.
This ain't enough.
You better not tell Mama either.
Mouse! I'm tellin'.
She better be,
that's all I'm sayin'.
You wanna bet who gonna get her?
Me, n*gga.
- Wanna bet?
- Bet you.
Whoever get
the first word out...
- But she don't...
- Fifty bucks.
Fifty.
Hey, come on, n*gga, fat boy.
Always makin' fun of me.
Yo, but n*gga, you ugly. So...
f*ck you talkin' about, n*gga?
I'm sexy. I'm pretty.
Y'all n*gg*s know I got asthma.
What's up, girl?
- Hi.
- What's up?
How you doin'? My name...
Heard there was
someone new in the hood.
We just wanted
to make ourselves acquainted.
What's your name?
Nicki.
You can call me Mouse.
I'm Lamont.
I stay, maybe,
just right down there.
And I'm Sweartagawd.
I'm an organ donor.
It just means
I can give you my heart.
- Oh, okay, anyway.
- n*gga, shut the f*ck up.
You can hop on if you want to.
I'm down to show you around
if you want.
Not allowed to leave the porch.
- What?
- Wait.
Mouse, Sweartagawd.
What kinda names are those?
You know, that's just what
the streets gave us.
You know. You know.
So, are you guys, like,
a welcoming committee?
Or, like, the world's saddest
little bike g*ng?
Wow.
We just
got called a sad bike g*ng.
You got dope jokes, huh?
Here. Stand together.
Right here.
Relax.
Hey,
what kind of camera is that?
Ain't even got no screen on it.
Lot of the good cameras
don't have screens on them.
How do you know what the picture look like?
Okay.
Three... two... one.
Hey, you like takin' pictures
of n*gg*s on bikes...
you should come down
to the Ride.
What is he doing?
- The Ride?
- Yeah.
The Ride.
Every Sunday in the summer?
Midnight Clique?
Where are you from?
Oakland, California.
They don't have YouTube
in Oakland, California?
Let me break it down.
- Here we go.
- The Ride is the shit.
Every Sunday in the summer,
everybody with a bike show out.
You know, havin' fun,
doin' tricks...
- But you ain't got what it takes.
- ...hittin' 12.
Twelve?
You don't know nothin', do you?
Pull the bike back,
a wheelie,
but, like, straight up...
so it looks like the hands of
a clock when it hit midnight.
Twelve o'clock.
You new to Baltimore.
You gotta go to the Ride.
There's bikes as far
as you can see.
You know, it's loud,
but it's like, um...
I don't know, it's calm, too.
It's like the ocean.
- Did you just say ocean?
- Crazier it gets,
- the more calm it be.
- You gay!
Bro, the ocean?
Bro, you sound like
you in a Febreze commercial.
- Shut up.
- The ocean?
"It smells like the ocean."
I'm tryin' to...
Oh, you mad-mad.
Just sayin' the shit's lit.
Bet you could get
a lot of good pictures.
Yeah. Maybe I'll check it out.
- Ronique?
- Ronique?
Swear to God,
that sound like some shit
you catch on your feet.
Hey, bro. Shut up.
I gotta go.
- Aw, come on.
- So soon?
What are you doin'?
- n*gga, what are you doing?
- What are you doing?
What the hell
do y'all think y'all doing?
Get off my lawn.
Foolish children, come back
and get the bikes
and take 'em with you.
Lord, have mercy.
Hey, wait. Wait, wait, wait.
- Boy!
- Wait for me.
I'm sorry.
- You know what?
- Please don't call the cops.
Yeah, yeah.
Mouse, though, for real.
How you gonna ask
that girl to the Ride, yo?
What you talkin' about?
n*gga, I'm talkin' about
your corny ass
ain't going to a Ride.
Says who?
n*gga, says history.
Every year, you like,
"the Ride this," "the Ride that..."
Then summer
come around and your ass
ain't nowhere to be found.
Me, I've been to every Ride.
Shit, I was at Blax's last ride
before he got sent up, yeah.
n*gga, stop lying.
n*gga, I'm not.
Swear to God, yo.
Blax be hittin' all
of them tricks.
Crowd be goin' nuts,
goin' crazy.
Hey, Mouse,
maybe by the time you 30,
you can check one out.
- Oh!
- Why you always gotta be a d*ck?
You know his mama be trippin'
about them bikes.
Oh, no, no, no, it's all good.
It's all good.
'Cause guess what?
The joke's on you anyway,
fat boy.
Why's that? Why's that?
Why's that? 'Cause guess what?
This year, my mom's
takin' night classes.
Work weekends now.
So, guess what?
I'm gonna be
at every single Ride
this summer. Just like this...
Hands like that...
Look, look, oh, yeah,
yeah, yeah.
Give me a pack of Magnums, yo.
n*gga, what you gonna
do with it?
You gonna wear it
on your head, stupid?
Wear it as a do-rag.
Oh, yeah, there's one
for Miss Teri, yeah.
- Gonna be hittin' it. Hittin' it.
- Hey, hey, hey.
What'd I tell you
about talking about my mother?
I done told you about that.
I done told you
about doin' that, bro.
But joke's on me, right?
- I can't lie, though, she do got that ass...
- Shit, bro!
- What is wrong with y'all?
- She got a booty, yo.
What is wrong with y'all?
♪ Teri got a big ol' butt ♪
So y'all think
that's real funny?
Y'all think that's real funny?
Y'all want some more?
'Cause I done told y'all leave my mama...
I got him. I got him. I got him.
Come on, come on,
give me one more.
One more. One more
Come on, come on. One more push,
Mama, one more push.
Is that her head?
There it is!
- Oh, that's nasty. That's nasty.
- There he is!
There he is!
He in the world now.
- He in the world now.
- Check it.
How do you know it's a "he"?
I know a "he" when I see one.
'Cause he's smart, Shay.
My baby gonna be a veterinarian.
You did that, boo.
Oh, ooh.
- Put you back down there.
- Aw.
There you go. Yeah.
- Be gentle with him.
- That's nasty.
Ew.
That was a lot.
- Yeah.
- You want a hug, Ma?
You ain't stupid.
No, but I want a hug!
Mouse, if you bring
your ass up...
- Don't you dare.
- But I want a hug.
Mouse, I will lay your ass
on the f*cking floor!
Stop it!
Get off.
What's goin' on?
What's goin' on?
Leroy.
I didn't bring you shit.
What's up?
Stand still, man.
This would go a lot faster
for the both of us.
I'll throw this milk
right across the room.
You got it.
Ain't you supposed to be home
taking care of mama?
What you doin', Mouse?
Oh, okay, you wanna be
with the big boys?
Grow up.
What you mean,
you wanna be like me, Mouse?
You gonna be better
than me, Mouse.
You gonna be better.
Mouse! Mouse, get out here.
Damn.
Mouse! Get out here.
...Grandma's house? There
was a rat under her refrigerator...
Get over here, boy.
What, you think I forgot
what today is?
What's today?
Oh, what you think, I'm dumb?
It's the first f*ckin' Sunday
of the summer. The Ride.
Just 'cause I'm at work,
ain't nothing changed.
Your ass better not
leave this house.
You understand?
Well, I don't hear you.
Yes. Yes, ma'am.
Shay. His ass leave this house,
you better tell me.
Ma. Ma!
- If his ass touch that door...
- Ma!
- ...call me.
- Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma!
Hey, yo, shut up, yo. Shut up!
Don't tell me to shut up!
- All that yellin' in my house.
- Ma!
Better be right this time.
♪ Like a breath of fresh air ♪
♪ Uh, fast forward ♪
♪ I just took some molly,
Now I'm rollin' ♪
♪ I'm drivin' round that Honda
Like it's stolen ♪
♪ On my way to Norman G
f*ck the bag,
I just blow it ♪
♪ Don't think
I can make it back?
Let me show ya ♪
♪ Let me show ya ♪
Shay. I'm gonna leave.
Where's my money?
Right here. Move, you in my way.
Clean them Barbies up.
It better be double next time.
I ain't payin' you shit
next time.
Be in bed by 8:00.
Spaghetti's in the fridge.
Don't put it in the microwave
for over a minute.
Burn the whole house down.
- Where you goin'?
- Don't worry about it.
What do you mean,
don't worry about it?
I mean, don't worry about it.
I don't want...
I don't want spaghetti.
I don't care.
- Mouse!
- What?
- Bring me a chicken box.
- Man, please,
I just gave you money.
I don't care.
I want salt, pepper, ketchup.
You tellin' me your order
ain't gonna do shit
'cause I ain't gettin' it.
- Mouse!
- Eat that spaghetti.
Oh, shit!
Hey!
Sweartagawd!
Hey! Watch my shit for me.
What up, Kisha? How you doin'?
Hey!
Hey!
My n*gga actually showed.
Come on, I told y'all.
- Hey, where your bike at?
- Behind the dumpster.
That's where it's supposed
to be at, n*gga.
I swear to God, yo,
I'mma get me one of them quads.
Just like I'm gonna
get a unicorn that shit hundos.
Swear to God,
you always trolling, eh?
You guys, well,
I believe in you.
We gonna get there one day,
you feel me?
Yo.
Right here.
Look at this n*gga.
Hey, n*gga,
I bet you can't do that shit.
- Yeah, Mouse.
- Hell, yeah!
Go drop that baby Honda quad
on the boys, eh?
- I dare you.
- Yeah!
f*ck y'all, n*gga.
I'm about to stunt. Watch this.
Hey.
- Mouse! Mouse, no!
- Yo, it was a joke!
- Yo. Stop.
- We was playin'.
- Get off the bike.
- Mouse, what are you doin'?
n*gga, what are you...
What are you doing?
- What the f*ck? Get off!
- n*gga, stop. Get off.
- Chill!
- Yo!
- n*gga, it was a joke!
- Mouse!
That n*gga gonna die.
That n*gga gonna die!
His mom is going to k*ll us,
because he's dead, eh?
Hey, man, shut the f*ck up!
Shut up! Shut up, bro.
- It wasn't that serious, yo!
- It was a joke!
f*ck!
Yo, get up, Mouse!
Warned your stupid ass.
Get up, n*gga.
I bet
you don't think the Ride's
so beautiful after that.
f*cking dickhead.
Yo, one with the...
Yo, get your little ass up.
Damn, n*gga.
You see me?
Yeah, I saw you.
You okay?
Yeah, I'll be a'ight.
I see you came down
to the Ride after all, huh?
Yeah. I told my Grandma
I was too sick for church.
She'll freak out
when she gets home
and sees I'm not there, but...
A'ight.
You were right.
I mean, this is crazy.
I already got some good sh*ts.
That's dope.
You got me on it,
though, right?
I don't know.
Maybe if I had a screen.
Yeah.
That's right.
You ain't got no screen
on that bougie-ass camera.
- Shut up.
- Look at you
with your little camera.
Who's that?
That's Jamal
and his right hand, Queen,
right there.
The old Midnight Clique legends.
You see all these people
out here on these dirt bikes?
Those are just everyday riders.
But Midnight Clique...
they mad different.
They got the best bikes,
the best tricks,
the best riders.
They just the best.
So, that's who you wanna
be down with, then?
The Midnight Clique?
I didn't say that.
You don't have
to say it out loud.
You say it with your eyes.
That's Blax.
I thought
he was locked up, though.
Who's Blax?
You know Michael Jordan?
Duh.
Well, in West Baltimore,
Blax is that n*gga.
What's up, y'all?
- Welcome back, n*gga.
- What's up?
Come on. Come with me.
Come on, come on.
Aw, shit.
Hey. Hey, come on. I got you.
The first Sunday
of the summer, folks.
Y'all know the drill.
Shut it down.
Hold on tight.
Listenin' to me
is the only thing that's
keeping y'all from lockup.
Move!
Yo, what up? You good?
Man, f*ck that chopper.
This my favorite part.
Queen!
Move, move, move, move.
Now, now, now.
Stand down, Officer.
I repeat, stand down.
There's a no-chase policy
in effect.
He smashed a brick
through my g*dd*mn window!
This is not your call, Officer.
Now, stand the f*ck down!
That is a direct f*cking order!
Stand down!
f*ck! f*ck! g*dd*mn it!
You don't mean that
you're thinkin' of testifyin'
against some people
that we might know?
I don't know, Charley.
There's more to this
than I thought...
Yo, Ray-Ray, G,
all of them got down
with the Clique
by just going up
and confronting it.
They did it. We can do it, too.
You trippin', Mouse.
Why I gotta be trippin', 'Mont?
'Cause you know damn well
the Clique ain't gettin' down
with no seventh graders, n*gga.
Eighth. We finna be in eighth
What kids you know our age
is down with the Clique?
- Stro wasn't that much older
when he got down.
- Oh, come on.
I'm serious.
That n*gga always watching
the same old-ass movie.
He won't move
one inch till it's over.
Y'all know, if y'all fixed
these damn cameras,
y'all will have a better time
spyin' on us, right?
Did she just call us n*gg*s?
Hey, would y'all stay focused
for two seconds, please?
How we even supposed
to go about doing this shit?
You know I'm down.
But what's the plan?
Hey, we can just go
into that garage on Griffith
they always be at.
See what's up.
A'ight,
so I'mma roll up
on a pedal bike.
f*ck that shit gonna look like?
So, we pull up, Mouse,
and then what?
Hey, look.
Y'all can do what you wanna do.
But this summer,
I'mma f*ck this summer up, bro.
Last year, I was just Mouse.
This year, I'm finna be
M.N.C. Mouse, you feel me?
One way or another,
I'm finna be with the Clique,
and nobody gonna stop me.
You feel me?
f*ck, yeah.
That's the shit I wanna be on, huh?
You feel me? You feel me?
Man, this that big talk,
expensive talk,
championship talk. You dig?
What's it gonna be? You down?
Ah!
Yeah, let's go.
Let's run this shit.
That's what I'm talkin' about!
Yo, Queen. Check it out.
- Ooh!
- Oh, g*dd*mn.
Man, these some f*ckin' kids.
- What they want?
- They probably lost.
Can I f*ckin' help y'all?
Nah. Nah, we good.
Well, y'all can't
f*ckin' play here, so dip.
We ain't playin'.
Well, what exactly
is y'all doing, then?
Shit, we chillin'.
Just like y'all.
Oh, I see.
Y'all tryin' to chill
with the Midnight Clique, huh?
Well, how about this?
Y'all go get some real bikes,
and come back with some hair
on y'all nuts,
then maybe y'all
can chill with the Clique.
I told y'all this is
a dumb idea. Yo, let's go.
- n*gga, no, you didn't.
- Yo, I f*ckin' said dip!
Well, f*ck y'all, then.
What the f*ck
did you just say, yo?
Yo, Queen, chill.
They small-ass kids.
What, y'all got no respect?
Y'all know this a girl?
Nah, we couldn't tell.
Let me see you twerk
that m*therf*cker.
Let me see you
hit 12, li'l n*gga.
Got a hundred for you.
Scared money
don't make no money.
Man, you got it, Mouse.
Shut up, n*gga.
Come on, Mouse.
- Can't even get
the f*ckin' bike started.
-Come on, Mouse.
-Come on, you got that shit.
You got that.
Dumbass little kids.
Yo.
Don't be right here
when we get back.
It's good. It's good. You good.
All you gotta do,
you gotta pull that back.
When you pull it back,
and all the liquid and stuff
just makes it going...
Shut up.
- So, you need a ride?
- Nah, I'm good.
-I got room, n*gga.
Come on...
-Hey, yo!
I said I'm good, a'ight?
Sure. All right, n*gga.
Shit. Don't gotta be
no bitch about it.
I'll hit you up later, Mouse.
Come on, n*gga.
Work!
Shit.
It needs a spark plug.
And you should change
your valves, too.
You work here?
Yeah, you surprised?
Nah, it's just you...
You're M.N.C. Blax. I just...
Even M.N.C. Blax get a job
when your P.O. on your ass.
'Cause I ain't goin' back
to jail.
So, a n*gga
gotta get it how he live.
Let's see what you
got here, li'l man.
Well, this shit done.
Ain't even worth my time.
Mouse, right?
- Stro little brother?
- Yeah.
Stro was a real n*gga, man.
He always used to talk about you,
telling that you future M.N.C.
Not after today, I'm not.
You see that look right there?
Don't ever let a man
see you like that,
'cause you give 'em
the power over you.
If you gotta take a "L,"
you take it with your head up,
chest out.
Like a man.
Come on. Show you somethin'.
Come on.
See, nobody in the Clique
ain't gonna respect you
till you pull up
on something like that.
Aw. g*dd*mn.
You got a CRF 250 up
in here?
- Yeah, a little something.
- Ah.
KX 450F.
Yeah, I'd say anybody'd take me
pretty serious
if I pull it up on that shit.
I see somebody know they bikes.
Yeah. I know enough to know
I ain't got no eight stacks
for a 450.
Well, if you know all that,
then you know you don't need
no new bike, right?
Oh.
Shit. What's this? 125?
Yeah. You can get this
if you want it.
You just gonna let me have it?
I ain't gonna let you have it,
but, shit, you could rebuild it
if you wanna earn it.
For real?
Yeah, for real.
We ain't giving away shit
for free.
This ain't a charity,
but you know
if you work hard for it,
you could leave with somethin'.
- What about my friends, though?
- What about 'em?
I mean, I'm supposed
to just get a new 125
and not put 'em on to the deal?
That shit don't seem right.
What deal? We never made
a deal with your friends.
I don't think you understand.
This shit on me
and your brother relationship.
Don't got nothin' to do
with your boys.
A'ight, so, why that mean
they can't get in on it, too?
You a loyal m*therf*cker, man.
There's probably
enough junk over there
for your friends to build
their little bikes, man.
Just make sure you be here
at 6:30. Don't be late.
Ay! What the f*ck
were y'all doin', bro?
You almost made us late.
Oh, my God, n*gga,
we here. Damn.
Swear to God, I ain't never
been up this early in my life.
Ay, look.
Y'all can't mess this up.
It's a big opportunity.
For all of us.
Okay, Mom. Damn. We get it.
Come on.
What the f*ck?
Ay, look,
I'mma tell y'all one time.
The first step is make sure
y'all keep every part clean
on your bike.
♪ 'Cause you hang
With ghetto angels ♪
Spotless.
Very spotless.
What's up, woof?
n*gga, I am working.
Your ass walking around.
♪ Good morning, wake up, wake ♪
Yo.
♪ Wake up, wake up,
Wish I could hear you
Right now ♪
♪ Somebody come
And tell this lady cool down ♪
♪ Wake up and get yourself
To church ♪
Sophie! Stop! Stop, please!
♪ Papa said to be a man
Best keep your word
until the final days ♪
Swear to God,
I'm done with this shit.
♪ He said I'll drop my anchor
In the storm until your tears
Leave the waves ♪
♪ Don't walk these streets
looking for beef ♪
♪ 'Cause Hell's an oven
With a cold flame ♪
♪ She says,
"Good morning,
Wake up, wake" ♪
♪ Good morning, wake up, wake ♪
♪ Wake up
And get yourself to church ♪
Nicki.
Nicki!
Hey. I got something for you.
Hi!
Be gentle with him now.
There you go.
You like him?
Does this usually work for you?
What?
Bringing newborn animals
around to impress girls.
- So, you impressed?
- I didn't say that.
They are hella cute, though.
Is he cute enough for me
to get that number?
You could get my number...
if I had a phone.
You ain't got no phone?
Girl, what year is this, bro?
My grandma took it
when I came out here.
Damn. She that strict, huh?
She's just worried
I'm gonna turn into my mom.
Which, definitely not.
Your mom, is she why
you moved out here?
I didn't technically
move out here. Um...
Visiting, if you could
even call it that.
A'ight, well, we just gonna
have to make the most
of your time
while you here then, huh?
Uh, and since you ain't got
no phone and shit,
we just gonna have
to keep it old school.
A'ight, well, like,
when I'm coming down the block,
right, I'mma hit this joint.
A'ight, now listen again.
That mean Mouse comin'.
What's your real name?
Myron.
Then why they call you "Mouse"?
- That's a long story, bro.
- Just tell me.
- Come on, just tell me.
- It's corny.
A'ight.
Uh, when I was about
four or five or somethin',
you know, we had got a mouse
in our kitchen.
Uh, and, you know,
my mom was going crazy
tryin' to find that thing.
She would set traps and shit.
You know, goin' crazy, and...
What she didn't know was
that I had caught it,
put it in a shoebox,
and put it in my closet.
I've been Mouse ever since.
What?
I don't know. What?
sh**t. My grandma's comin'.
Ronique?
- Hey.
- What?
See you, Myron.
Okay.
See ya.
Oh, this shit, Sophie.
I finna to be flexin'
when I pull up on this shit.
All the b*tches
gonna be jockin'.
Watch. I'm tellin' you.
I'm tellin' you.
You ain't gonna be flexin' shit,
you don't be paying attention
while you doin' this.
- What?
- I've been seeing n*gg*s
flex their way
right in the hospital.
For not paying attention while
they tighten their bike up.
That shit ain't
happenin' on my watch.
This shit ain't
all about flexin'
and doin' it for the look.
What you little n*gg*s
think it's about.
What, then?
It's about freedom.
When I couldn't get out the hood
and I was stuck on a corner
and caught up in the mix,
shit saved me right here.
Make sure
you respect that, a'ight?
Yo!
What's up?
About to go
to the spot. You goin'?
Give me a second, Mouse.
What's up?
I know you're in here
runnin' your after-school
program and shit...
but it's a bag out here to get.
Let's get it.
I'm good, man.
Come on, bro.
We want you to get some payment.
Shit waitin' for you.
I'm telling you,
I'm straight. Been good.
Come on, bro.
Stop acting like
you don't need no money.
It's your cut.
Take it.
That's my motherfuckin'
jam right there!
Yeah, as good as new.
That's my motherfuckin' jam.
Ugh.
Nobody wanna hear
that old shit. God.
Y'all are b*tches, look.
Y'all need to get
a m*therf*cking life.
Shit, I'm feelin' that one.
- Don't know why this shit.
- Coco!
- I'm tryin' to study, bitch.
- Hey, Teri.
Ladies.
Hey, Mr. Handsome!
I was looking for Mouse.
Somebody dropped off some
Ravens gear at the station.
I thought he might want
a hat or somethin'.
He ain't here.
You know where I might be
able to find him, then?
Um... He down at the vet.
He pickin' up all kind of
extra hours down there.
Hm.
I don't know why
I didn't think of that.
Mm-hmm.
Maybe I'll run over there
and see if I can catch him.
- A'ight.
- A'ight, y'all be cool.
Hey, hey, hey! Hold it!
You came up here
and you k*lled my vibe.
Could you let me get
my vibe back, please, baby?
- A'ight. Yeah, yeah, okay.
- Dance with me. Ooh.
There we go!
Don't hurt him, girl,
don't hurt him!
Watch the spin. Watch the spin.
- Yes.
- Okay. Watch it.
Okay. yeah, yeah.
- A'ight, y'all be cool.
- All right, all right.
- A'ight. I'll see you.
- Okay, see you, baby!
See you later, boo.
- Sit your ass down.
- What?
You all up on
that man like this.
Y'all need
to start having some
motherfuckin' fun, yo.
I'm tryin' to get some d*ck.
That's what I'm tryin' to get.
What's this?
It's for hip dysplasia.
Hip-what?
Hip dysplasia.
This little limp in her step?
- Yeah
- Happens to a lot of old dugs.
Bones get all outta whack.
Should be a'ight
if you treat it.
And how you know that?
I work at the animal hospital
sometimes.
Picked up a few things.
I guess we gotta do
my baby right, huh?
See, Mouse...
if there's one thing I learned
while I was locked up...
if you down bad, you really
find out who in your corner.
See, everybody talk
that loyal shit.
When it's time to be loyal,
everybody disappear.
You see n*gg*s like that?
You need to be more wise about
who you're making friends.
Somethin' your brother
should've been
a whole lot better at.
What are you doin'?
Yo, I'm a samurai.
n*gga, you a sumo wrestler.
Shut up. You ruinin'
my Zen, dude.
Ay!
Don't start this bullshit.
Ay!
What's going on, yo?
What the f*ck it look like,
n*gga? We chillin'.
So I guess y'all ain't comin'
to the shop no more, huh?
Y'all n*gg*s some whores, yo!
For real. How y'all gonna
leave me hangin'?
n*gga, look!
I'm not working for free
in no hot-ass auto shop!
Swear to God,
that shit be hot as f*ck.
It ain't for free.
You gonna get a bike
at the end of it.
n*gga, it's the summer!
We supposed to be havin' fun!
Swear to God, that n*gga Blax
like a mean-ass principal.
Real mean.
Like a crooked-ass soccer coach.
You letting him
Mr. Miyagi you, my n*gga.
Oh, really?
Wash that. Paint this.
f*ck all that shit!
Mr. Miyagi?
Mr. Miyagi? Daniel-san,
Karate Kid?
- Do you not know anything?
- I don't know!
It's a old movie about
this Chinese dude
that made this white boy
his sl*ve.
That ain't what it's about!
He was training him to win.
He did. We could win, too!
Come on!
While he was doing
all that fuckboy shit, too?
n*gga, not me.
I'm tryin' to be like
them Cobra Kai n*gg*s.
They were swipin'
n*gga legs off, RIP!
Yeah, I like the Cobra Kai.
Y'all missin' the whole point.
We ain't gonna get another
chance like this to get a bike!
No, no, no.
You missin' the point.
That ain't even
how you go about gettin'
your own bike
in Baltimore City, yo.
How you do it, then? Huh?
Like that.
Here come Mr. Miyagi number two.
Damn.
Just that easy.
Yeah.
Came over here yelling.
For real.
- Yo, poor Mouse, yo.
- Damn it!
He real-life confused.
He don't know
how he like his eggs.
He don't know
what sock to put on first.
Smartest people ruin your life.
n*gga thinks he's so fine.
Man, f*ck the police.
Yeah, f*ck the police.
Mouse, come sit up front.
I told you, I ain't no snitch.
I'm not asking, I'm telling you.
Come sit up front.
You know Tupac grew up
in Baltimore, right?
How can I not know that?
That's all you old folks
ever talk about.
"Tupac from Baltimore."
Who cares?
n*gga died, like,
a million years ago.
I saw you at the Ride.
I thought we talked about
keeping that quad
- off the main streets.
- No.
- You talked about that.
- Where you been at today, yo?
Minding my business.
Well, your mama think
you at the animal hospital.
And the animal hospital think
you out sick.
And I find you with the homies
lookin' pretty damn healthy.
Can't jerk around your job, yo.
Job.
Pretty sure a job gotta pay.
Oh, they pay you.
When I hooked you up over there,
I made sure of that.
Uh, barely.
Not even minimum wage.
That's because they can't.
You're not old enough yet.
They give you what they can,
when they can, off the books.
What you want me
to do with that?
You know exactly
what to do with that.
Go to work.
Keep your nose clean
and don't let me see
you on them damn bikes again.
I'm not playin', Mouse.
Do not get me twisted.
I will lock your little ass up.
♪ All day all day ♪
♪ I've been working all day ♪
Oh, shit!
- God damn!
- You like that?
♪ All day all day... ♪
Look at that torque, bro! God!
This that CRF.
What you gonna do with it?
I rebuilt it for
one of my customers
down there on King and Ferry.
I gotta get it back to him.
You know where that's at?
Yeah.
We gonna need you
to take it there.
Me?
Yeah, you.
You been working
your ass off all week.
Everybody, even Mouse,
get his time to shine.
A helmet?
What I look like?
You look like
somebody that'd crash
if there's time
to get into a chase.
That's what you look like.
Well, come on.
Okay.
This bike clean.
Clean title, everything, man.
- So make sure
you can handle it.
Go ahead, start it up.
- Yeah.
- Hey, look.
Take the bike straight there
and take the bus back.
Don't try all that extra shit,
all that stuntin'.
Take it straight there.
I got it. I got it.
The hell is you doin', Mouse?
I got it, I got it.
♪ This n*gga eatin' some chips
He couldn't afford no dip ♪
♪ He need to stack up
On a grip, yo ♪
♪ I get some
Lobster and shrimp ♪
♪ Or maybe f*ck a bad bitch
Stop beatin' his d*ck, what ♪
♪ I get...
I stop beatin' his d*ck ♪
♪ Yeah, uh, yeah, I said... ♪
n*gga, shut up. Damn.
God, you suck...
Yeah, when these raps
get me on yachts...
eating caviar with fine b*tches
we gonna see who laughing then.
n*gga, yeah, me.
Hey, yo.
Hi. What's this?
This?
This is what happens
when you listen to Blax.
Hey, what's with Stro's helmet?
None of your business.
Hey, I, uh... I'll hit y'all up.
Yo!
What the f*ck.
Bro, did you see
the shocks on that shit?
It was all right.
Like I was sayin'
I'm not playin'...
Come on.
New bike?
It's a loaner.
Looks fast.
Whatever you think,
it's faster than that.
Trust me.
Where your grandmama?
Work.
Get on.
- You got it?
- Yeah.
Hm.
It's a special helmet.
- Tell you about it later.
- Okay.
- You ready?
- Yeah.
Hold on tight.
Is this your brother's helmet?
Yeah.
When Stro died,
my mom just throwed out
a bunch of his stuff.
Got rid of it. I told her
to let me keep the helmet...
because I know he would've
wanted me to have it.
What was he like?
Stro was such a good dude.
Real good dude.
I mean, everybody loved him.
Everybody.
He was my mama's firstborn
and she loved Stro.
I mean, she loved-loved him.
I know she loved him
more than she loved me.
Don't say that.
I miss him.
You know, he used
to always talk about
how he was gonna
take me to the ocean.
Always used to be goin' on,
and on, and on
about how much I'd love it.
You never been?
To the ocean.
No.
What about
"The Ride's like the ocean"?
Stop trippin', bro.
That's what he used
to always say.
You're talking about a dude
that ain't ever been outside
West Baltimore before.
I know I haven't either.
And I know he probably
wanted the best for me,
but it's like...
Hey, Mouse.
Ah, man, what you do that for?
Candid. No posing.
- The real you.
- Aw, man, bump all of that.
How do you even work this joint?
A'ight, let me show you.
Let me show you.
Focus.
Crank. Okay, you did that...
and then take the picture.
Focus.
Crank it.
Take the picture.
You got it.
We'll go one day.
Where?
The ocean.
When are you leaving?
About a month from now.
Will you wait for me?
Mm-hmm.
Not yet.
Yo, Mouse.
You Mouse, right?
- Yeah.
- I'm D.
I used to hang
with your brother, Stro.
Yeah, Derrick, right?
I remember you.
What's up, bro?
Yeah, man, let me get
a ride on that thing.
Ah, nah, man,
it's not even mine.
- I'm just holdin' it.
- Come on, man.
Just let me get a ride, man.
I'm not goin' nowhere.
I'm just gonna be right here.
To the corner and back.
Uh...
What, you scared?
Don't be scared, bro.
I'm not goin' nowhere.
They're waitin'.
I ain't even say I was scared.
I'm just...
Well, let me get
a ride on the bike.
No.
You just goin' up the block
and comin' right back?
To the corner
and right back, bro.
A'ight.
- To the corner and right back.
- To the corner and back.
Got no space back here, man.
I'm takin' it around the block.
Shit!
What the actual f*ck
were you thinking?
Why would you even let
somebody ride that bike?
Swear to God,
I wouldn't let no one touch
Blax's shit.
I know. I f*cked up.
I know. A'ight.
I wanna know why Blax
lettin' you just walk around
like shit cool.
You ain't tell him.
You ain't tell...
What are you waiting for?
I mean, it ain't like you
any less dead
when that n*gga find out.
I know the n*gga who took it.
What's his name, yo?
Derrick.
- Damn.
- Derrick, Derrick?
- Live around the way, Derrick?
- Yeah, that Derrick.
Yo, that boy stay
choppin' up bikes, Mouse.
That shit's gone. Forever.
Man, I don't even know
why I be talkin' to y'all,
see...
Okay, okay, okay, look.
What you wanna do, then?
I mean,
'cause I could find out
where that n*gga stay at.
Stomp his ass into
a pavement right quick.
How's that gonna help? Huh?
Who knows? Maybe it won't.
I mean, but if you got
a Derrick pancake
stuck on the bottom
of your shoe...
At least Blax'll know
you ain't no punk.
I'd be still thinking
he a little punk.
You did let his bike get took.
n*gga, I'd rather be
half a punk who
got his ass beat
than a whole punk
who didn't do nothin'.
We with you.
What you wanna do?
Let's go.
So, you got
Blax's bike stolen,
and you ain't get a kiss?
So, what now?
You gonna call her?
Yeah, and look thirsty?
Nah, bro.
So you dud her.
Can we talk about
somethin' else, please?
I'm gonna keep it
G-real with you.
I don't like the light in here.
It like a f*ckin'
horror story, yeah?
Yeah, this it.
Shit look like
a old meat locker.
Probably 'cause it is.
I bet you that n*gga in there.
Okay, so we can go in there
and be, like, "Excuse me, sir,
"do you mind stepping out
your humble abode
so we could beat
the ever-lovin' shit out you?"
- Hey, yo, Derrick!
- Ay!
- Yo, Derrick!
- Shut up.
Stop.
- God damn it. f*ck.
- f*ck you doin' here, Mouse?
Bike's gone.
Wasn't mine.
It was M.N.C. Blax's bike.
You don't know
no f*ckin' M.N.C. Blax.
Why the f*ck would you
do me like that, huh?
This shit happen all the time.
You know this.
Nah, it's different.
We go way back, bro.
It's messed up.
Yeah, well, you live
and you learn.
We all gotta eat.
Go home, Mouse.
Let's just go.
f*ck that.
- Let's just go.
- f*ck that.
Y'all ain't hear
what the f*ck I just said?
Get the f*ck out of here
before I f*ck y'all up.
Who you think
you're f*ckin' up, yo?
All of y'all, don't push me!
n*gga, I'm pushing. What's up?
- Ay, Lamont. Let's just go.
- Yo, yo, f*cking chill, Lamont.
You ain't gonna do shit.
- You heard
what the f*ck I said!
- Whoa! Whoa!
Yo! Yo! f*ckin' chill, yo.
- Get the f*ck away from him.
- Put that g*n down.
- Lamont, ay!
- Talk that tough shit now!
Lamont! Let's go!
That's what
the f*ck I thought.
Didn't I say dip?
Roll out!
- Let's go!
- Let's go!
Derrick, right?
We already know.
Don't too many people
get away with stealin'
no bikes
and we don't know about it.
I see you got your little strap.
I used to play with them, too.
Until I got on parole.
I ain't got it,
but y'all got it?
Is a fat baby heavy?
Shit. Don't get done up
by no girl, n*gga.
You know who I am, right?
- M.N.C. Blax.
- Shut the f*ck up, n*gga.
That was a rhetorical question.
Man, I can start
to pay you now, man.
- We can figure somethin' out.
- It's already figured out.
- Hey, look,
I'mma tell you one time.
- f*ck wrong with you?
We catch you touchin'
one of our f*ckin' bikes
and I'm gonna blow
your f*ckin' brains out, n*gga.
You understand me?
Yo. Yo.
That's what you do
to a n*gga that took
your bike? Talk?
It got out he took our shit
without repercussions,
that's on us.
- You M.N.C. Blax.
- It's already over with, man.
This n*gga need the shit
beat out of him, for real.
I said we out.
Yo, we out, yo.
Thanks, man.
Thanks, Blax, man...
Oh, shit.
- Yo, chill.
- Lamont.
Oh.
Lamont.
Oh, shit.
Now who talkin' that tough shit?
- Come on, boy, n*gga...
- Yo, chill!
Lamont! Yo, get off of him.
Lamont, get off of him.
He needed that. He needed that.
Yo. Yo! Yo! Chill.
Young boy, young boy, chill.
Chill, chill.
Don't need you catching
no body just yet.
Learned your lesson, right?
Bitch-ass n*gga.
Talk.
I-I stopped by the park
real quick.
And then this dude
just f*ckin' jacked me.
So he put a g*n to you?
So, how he jack you?
Well, he, uh, I let him ride it
for, like, two seconds,
and he just, he took off
and he just left and I was...
What did I tell you
about that, man?
Didn't I tell you don't never
let another man
make you feel like this?
Not even if it's me.
You come in here stuttering,
with your head down.
Men don't act like that.
You sure you even ready
for this shit?
I ain't got time to keep
twisting your arm around.
I got shit to do.
- You hear me?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
You on clean-up duty
from now on, man.
If you don't get
this shit right,
we ain't gettin' back
to what we're supposed to.
You do what you gotta do,
then maybe we could
get back to what we was doin'.
Maybe.
- Cheap ass.
- What you doin' after this?
Me? Finna get
two girls this year.
One in seventh, one in eighth.
Play it right, they won't even
know about each other, yo.
f*ck you talkin' about?
You already got two.
Leftquisha and Rightina.
Shut your ass up, yo.
You always gangin' up on me.
I only use my right.
Yo.
Not your fat ass.
- What's up?
- What they call you?
Lamont.
You went hard
on that bitch-ass n*gga
that took your bike.
Yeah, that shit had me
trippin', for real.
Yeah? I thought
you was gonna k*ll him.
You stopped me.
Bluffin'-ass li'l n*gga.
You trying to get some money?
What are you lookin' back for?
That's what I'm trying
to figure out.
Yeah.
I don't really be f*cking
with kids,
but I'mma holler at you.
Ma.
- Ma.
- Uh-huh.
- You all right?
- Mm-hmm.
- Don't you got class?
- Uh...
I'm gonna take
a little break from school.
Pick up some extra hours.
Dr. Parish called.
Said she ain't seen you
in a month of Sundays.
You quit on her?
That's what she think.
You love animals, baby.
You been saying
how you was gonna be a vet
since your little ass
could talk.
What's going on?
Um...
A'ight.
I ain't gonna nag you
about it now.
If you wanna quit a job, quit.
Lord knows how many I have.
But don't give up
on your dreams, Mouse.
'Cause they don't get
no easier to hold on to.
You hear me?
Promise me.
I promise.
I gotta get ready to go to work.
I'll see you tonight.
What's up, Mouse? You ready
to get back to your bike?
I see you been workin' hard.
Feel like you learned
your lesson by now.
What?
What's the matter?
I thought you wanted this.
I do.
I need more than a bike, man.
I quit my job to work here,
and that's money I don't have.
It's money my family could use.
I don't know what
you talkin' about.
I got bikes for you, Mouse.
Put me on.
Put you on what?
You see me workin' here?
It look like they hirin'?
But Jamal is.
Don't act like
you ain't gettin' money
with him. I seen it.
Put me on, man, I'm asking
for your help.
f*ck, no.
No?
No.
Then what the f*ck
am I doin' here?
What am I doin' here? Huh?
You better watch
who the f*ck you talkin' to.
You forgot
who you talkin' to, man?
I know exactly
who I'm talkin' to.
I know exactly
who I'm talkin' to.
I'm talkin' to
an ex-con mechanic
who think he still run shit.
Man, f*ck this place!
I mean,
f*ck this half-built bike
and f*ck you, too, Blax!
I thought you was down for me.
I am.
Then prove it.
Put me on.
No.
Hey, yo, Mouse.
My n*gga.
What up?
These are my n*gg*s.
Blax let you off the leash, huh?
Meet me at 6:00.
f*ck out of here.
♪ All my life
I've been trying
to get it right ♪
- ♪ Trappin' day and night ♪
- ♪ Mm-hmm ♪
♪ Toeing that pipe lately ♪
♪ Checking my life ♪
♪ Trying to make it right
So I'm puttin' up a fight ♪
♪ Trying to make you my wife,
Tell me what you like, baby ♪
♪ Ain't no catching
No flights, baby ♪
♪ Do whatever you like, yeah ♪
♪ I'll give you the key
To my heart
As long as you won't break it ♪
♪ I've been a player, baby girl
But I ain't trying to play ya ♪
Who's that?
Li'l Tight Pants?
Big Mush Mouth?
Young Drug Overdose?
You wouldn't know it.
It came out this century.
You headed to the clinic?
I can run you over there
real quick.
Nah, I'm not.
You not going
to see Blax, are you?
- No, I'm not.
- Well, that's good.
Well, don't leave me
in suspense, man.
Where you goin'?
Why you think that's any
of your damn business, huh?
- Mouse.
- Nah. Nah, for real.
Why you think you can
just roll up on me
any time of the f*ckin' day
and just ask me
all these questions?
And I gotta tell you everything
that's goin' on in my life.
Hmm?
I mean, you came
into my school
a few months back
when I was, like, what, 10?
Hmm?
That wasn't supposed to be
no lifelong commitment.
Move on.
- Oh, it's like that?
- It's been like that.
- It's like that, Mouse?
- It's been like that.
You just can't take a hint.
That's your problem.
Hey. Mouse.
Hey, look, you ain't
gotta like it, but oh, well.
I'm gonna keep
being here for you
and one day you gonna look back
and you gonna think about me
and you gonna be glad that
somebody had...
- What is it with you, bro?
- What you mean?
Is you gay?
You like touching
on little kids or somethin'?
Or is it that you feelin' guilty
about all the little n*gg*s
you done locked up
and put in a cage?
Whatever your f*cking
problem is,
I ain't the solution.
I promise you I'm not.
And for your information,
I don't need you.
I don't need anybody, but me.
Step!
You don't need me?
Okay, big man.
A'ight.
♪ I see your graves
Gettin' dug ♪
♪ If you fucks with my cut
What? Yeah, I said ♪
Ay!
Shut the f*ck up, bro.
For two seconds, be serious.
- You think they got ice cream?
- n*gga, shut up.
Or, like, candy or...
Y'all little n*gg*s ready
to get down with the Clique?
Still f*cking around
with these kids.
Y'all download what I told
y'all to download?
Yeah, but what I'mma do
with a datin' app, man?
I do be gettin'
hella girls, though.
Man, shut the f*ck up
and listen.
Take out y'all phones.
Find me.
Swipe right.
Y'all think these dumbass police
gonna be lookin'
for a conspiracy
in a datin' app?
Really?
Keep your phone on you
at all times.
Don't put that shit
on silent, ever.
I'mma hit you on there.
Tell you where to meet at.
You got 20 minutes to get there.
It ain't never gonna be
the same place twice.
You gonna be gettin'
a specific order that day.
You pick up the bag
from my man inside.
Listen, don't open that bag.
Just put it in this bag.
Don't even f*ckin' look in it.
Take it to the second spot.
Just give them the bag.
They gonna hit me
and let me know they got it.
They gonna give you another bag.
Don't open that one, neither.
- Where they asses?
- Just bring it back to me.
Do exactly what I say,
then you gonna get paid.
Shit, you might f*ck around
and get rich.
This light work y'all are doing.
Y'all little n*gg*s can't ride
with the Clique.
You ain't shit but cheap labor.
Man, it take more
than that to be M.N.C.
Until I say otherwise,
anything I give you,
I could take the f*ck back.
Mouse.
Don't mention shit to nobody.
What?
Ain't you forgettin' somethin'?
Can't f*ckin' do that
right now, Shay.
You get hemmed up,
you on your own.
Got any questions, ask now
'cause I ain't sayin'
shit twice.
Speak the f*ck up.
Um...
When we gonna get our bikes?
Hey, I could put you on my own.
Look at this,
he think he smooth.
This n*gga always think
you got the sauce, man.
Baby-ass bike.
What y'all goofy-ass n*gg*s
talkin' about, bro?
My bike is the best one
out of all of us, bro.
- Out of all of us.
- This that big stuff.
- I got that muscle right here.
- Come on, n*gga.
Bro, I picked my shit first,
how about that?
Ay! Ay, Nicki.
Hey, guys.
- 'Sup, Nicki?
- What's up?
You okay? Haven't been
answering my calls.
Nice camera.
I'm good.
I been busy.
Yeah, well, I printed
a few pictures of you.
Thought you might like this one.
Thanks.
My grandma's gonna be
gone all day.
Had to visit a cousin in D.C.
or somethin'.
We could go catch a movie.
Shit. But you know, actually,
like I was sayin',
we kinda busy.
So, it's...
You're busy?
Yeah, busy.
Who are these people?
These are my friends
from school.
And they live here year-round.
You know what? I was actually
finna get going anyway.
Mouse.
You'll wait for me,
though, right?
Let's go, Mouse.
Look, I know that was messed up,
but if you wanna go
to the movies,
- I can take you.
- Shut up.
Where you get all of this?
What is this?
Why are you going
through my stuff?
I ain't gonna ask you again.
It's money.
Little boy, don't play with me.
Where you get all of this?
Huh?
Vet don't pay that much,
and hell, you ain't been
going there no way.
I earned it.
- How?
- Working.
Workin' for who?
Some dudes.
What f*ckin' dudes, Myron?
Some dudes I been
ridin' bikes with.
I done lost one of my sons
to these f*ckin' streets
and if you think
I'm finna lose another one
it ain't gonna be while you up
under this f*ckin' roof!
You know what?
Get the f*ck out.
Get the f*ck out my house.
Get the f*ck out, Myron.
Where the f*ck
you want me to go?
Where the f*ck
you think you gonna go?
You a grown-ass man now, right?
You a grown-ass
f*ckin' man now, right?
What the f*ck
I look like takin' care
of a grown-ass f*ckin' man?
You gettin' money,
get the f*ck out
and figure it out!
Figure this shit out, Myron!
I ain't f*ckin'
playin' with you!
Myron!
All the shit
I've done for you, boy.
This the shit you gonna do.
All the f*ckin' shit
I have done for you.
You know what it took me to...
f*ckin' shit!
Shit!
Yo, Sophie.
M.N.C. Blax.
Detective Rivers.
I just came through
to check you out.
It's not a official visit.
Your P.O. didn't send me.
It don't matter,
'cause I ain't dirty anyway.
That's good, brother,
that's good.
Finally gettin'
yourself together
after all this time, huh?
And after all of this time,
you still runnin' around here
acting like you better
than n*gg*s, huh?
Shit don't change, huh?
We closed, so what's up?
You know, they used
to have this program
called BPD Buddies.
It got cut a few years back.
Budget constraints.
But what it was, it allowed cops
to go inside of schools
and be a mentor.
Mine was Mouse.
I mean, this little boy, man.
This little boy blew me away.
I mean, anything that you
wanted to know about an animal,
whether it was
the life expectancy of a frog
or the diet of an arctic fox,
I mean, he could just recall it
from his memory just like that.
I probably learned more
from him than he learned
from me.
The more we got
to know each other,
the more I got to know
what he's been through.
How his brother died in that
police raid and all that.
That's tragic stuff, brother.
So, I started digging.
And guess whose name came up?
You.
Bryan Tarver.
And I said to myself, I said,
"Man, I know this guy.
Bryan, Bryan. Yeah!
Bryan from the West Side.
Grew up on the same block. Yeah.
Little big-head-ass Bryan,
used to follow
behind us and shit.
Yeah, I know him.
Turned out to be
one cold-hearted brother,
but yeah, I know him."
Man, n*gga, you don't
f*ckin' know me.
Maybe you right.
I thought I did.
But I had no idea how cold
- M.N.C. Blax really was.
- n*gga, you don't know shit.
I know when we found Stro,
he had, like, what?
800, 900 on him.
And what kid you know
from West Baltimore
got that kinda cash on him
unless he trappin'?
Stro don't trap.
I was lookin' out for Stro.
Well, you did a hell of a job.
No matter how
you cut it, Bryan...
this on you, ain't it?
Ain't none
of your f*cking business.
Now what else you want?
I wanna make sure
that the same thing
doesn't happen to Mouse.
I wanna make sure that
the same thing doesn't happen
to any of these
other young Black boys
followin' your ass
down the same road.
I know you ain't just said
what I think you said.
Black boys?
What about Black boys?
You don't give a f*ck
about Black boys.
Matter of fact, you ain't even
Black no more, n*gga. You blue.
Bitch-ass n*gga.
That's why Mouse
don't wanna be
around you now.
f*ckin' joke.
He know I'm the only n*gga
around here that care about him.
Only n*gga around here
that ain't on a payroll
to act like he care about him.
Ah. Okay.
You and I both know...
that the best thing
that could ever happen to Mouse
is for a n*gga like you
to be out of his life forever.
Let me ask you somethin', Blax.
Bryan.
Does Mouse know
what really happened to Stro?
Figures.
Oh, Mouse, if you
gonna be stayin' at my house,
don't be using
my toothbrush, a'ight?
That shit's nasty, yo.
Yeah, whatever, yo.
I'm tellin' you, n*gga,
these are O.G.
n*gga, these are better
than those, though.
- Here we go.
- I'm tellin' you, yo.
- This is the best shit ever.
- They're not even
made the same, yo.
Yes, they are.
- What're you talkin' about, yo?
- No, they not.
They way different textures.
No, they're not.
They're both gummy.
- They're literally both gummy.
- Those are Sour Patch Kids.
- These are gummy bears.
- But they're both gummies.
- Hey, yo. Jamal
was right about us.
- They're sour.
- f*ck you talkin' about?
- Here we go.
He was right about us, a'ight?
We doin' the same shit
we always used to do.
We just sittin' on
some borrowed bikes.
Hey, n*gga.
I love my borrowed bike.
Oh, yeah? What happens
if you wreck it?
What you think Jamal gonna say?
What you think Jamal gonna do?
Forgive and forget?
Take a couple
thousand dollar loss
and just move on?
I mean, seriously,
did y'all even think about
the deal we took
when we got these bikes?
- n*gga, did you?
- Yes. And I am now.
So what would you like us
to do, then, Mouse?
Make our own money.
Get our own bike.
That's the kinda shit
we need to be on, yo.
Ay, look, it's like this.
As long as we keep
holdin' our hands out,
we always gonna be seen
as some little kids.
And I don't know about y'all,
but I'm sick and tired
of grown folks runnin' my life.
Boys wait for other people.
Men go out and get it.
I'm tryin' to go get it.
How the f*ck
we supposed to do that, Mouse?
Huh?
We can just rob
that m*therf*cker right there.
- Is you high?
- Nah, think about it.
We'll get the props we need
for actually doin' something.
Something real.
And we can get the cash
to get all our bikes.
It's a win-win.
Yeah.
Yeah, it'd be easy.
Old man Kim ain't gonna
put up no fight.
We get in, we get out,
we get the cash,
we get our own bikes.
And we prove to Jamal
we down for whatever.
And we get to f*ck
with them r*cist ass.
Yeah.
Y'all do know this,
that's a real crime, right?
Jail time. Doin' our nickel.
Don't drop the soap, like...
The f*ck you think
we've been doin' for Jamal?
Delivering pizzas?
Let's go get it.
I don't know.
Y'all know
y'all still babies, right?
- We know we ready, Queen.
- What we tryin' to tell you
is we ain't
no f*ckin' babies, bro.
Yo, Jamal.
J! Come here, right fast.
Hold up, yo.
Yeah?
J, they tryin' to tool up.
Say what?
Say they need a strap.
Give 'em one.
One, though.
Yo, Queen.
Give it to that little n*gga.
You bet.
Man, come on.
Whoo... Pay up.
Yeah. Pay.
Yo!
Hey, yo.
Let me holler at you, yo.
Yo, what's up?
You makin' it hot out here.
What you doin'?
I see you
holdin' court out here.
Yeah, it's the shit
you taught me.
Keep the money
and the work separate.
What's the problem?
n*gga, I'm on parole.
You know if the cops
come up in here, I'm done.
All right. We gonna chill.
I'll let n*gg*s know
we can't be ridin' here.
Cool? What else?
- Fall back off Mouse.
- No.
That little n*gga a trapper.
Gotta keep him around, he good.
Just like Stro.
Fall back off Mouse, n*gga.
Yeah, whatever.
Tell that little n*gga
to bring my shit back
and go ahead about his business.
Oh, yeah,
and if you still tryin'
to save the youth and shit...
he came asking for a piece.
And you f*ckin' gave it to him.
Pretty sure
I was around the same age
when you gave me
my first strap, n*gga.
- I didn't contribute that.
- Yeah.
Oh, my bad.
- Well, what's up?
- -Well, that was messed up.
Don't even do that.
Hey, yo, I gotta go.
Ay, you hear me talkin' to you?
I gotta go. Blax texted me.
- A'ight.
- All right.
Yo, text me when you get back.
Yo.
I need to holler at you.
I'm here.
You know I know
what you been up to, right?
So?
- "So"? What the f*ck
you mean, "so"?
You not even built like that.
I don't even know why...
Mouse!
Ay.
Ay, what's wrong with Sophie?
I don't know
what's wrong with Sophie.
- What the f*ck is wrong
with you?
- Ay.
Listen to me,
something's wrong with her.
You got your car here?
What you mean,
there's something wrong
with Sophie?
- Right here.
- Well, come on, man.
Have you noticed any change
in behavior recently?
She been, like,
moving a little slow
and like not eating
as much as she usually eat
but she get like that sometimes.
You think it might be bloat?
What's that? What's bloat?
It's, uh, actually
called gastric dilatation...
Vol...
- Volvulus.
- Volvulus.
It's a gas build-up.
Blockage, it makes
the stomach twist up
on itself.
And that's
supposed to be serious?
So, what we supposed to do?
Well, surgery
is certainly an option.
But with a dog of this age...
Well, what you trying to say?
We gotta, like, put her down?
Well, that's 100% up to you.
We can operate
as early as tomorrow morning
if that's the route
you wanna go.
But, honestly...
that's a lot
for this little girl to take.
Mouse gonna do it.
Um...
I got you.
Okay.
I'm gonna
walk you through it,
all right?
All right, keep your hand
really steady, okay?
We're gonna find
the major artery
in the back of this front leg.
Just go ahead
and feel around for it.
Right there, do you feel that?
Just put the needle
directly into it, okay?
I'll leave you guys to it.
You remember I told you
your brother was,
like, no good at choosin'
who he hung around?
Yeah.
I was talkin'
about n*gg*s like me.
He should've
avoided n*gg*s like me.
Wait, what you talkin' about?
He called me...
and he kept tellin' me
how he needed money
and how the lights went out
for the second time.
So I sent him to do a run.
He ain't never make it back
from that run.
It's my fault your brother died.
I put him on.
And I only took you
under the wing
'cause I felt like...
this would be the only thing
I could do
to feel like I'm doin' right.
Mouse.
Yo, Mouse.
Got it?
What if
he fixed the cameras, ay?
You think he just so happened
to fix 'em
the night we rob him?
Besides,
all these engines, n*gga,
you ain't gonna hear
no sh**t'.
n*gga, there ain't gonna be
no sh**t'.
I'm just sayin' if shit go left.
No. We get in, we get out.
We get the money, we leave.
No sh**ting.
Lamont, I'm serious.
n*gga, I'm serious.
Stop being so damn scary.
f*ck.
Man, n*gga, you know what?
- f*ck that shit.
- f*ck are you doin'? 'Mont.
'Mont!
Let them have their fun.
Everyone sit tight.
Ready?
I wanna know
who k*lled my brother!
Hey, hey, hey...
Give me your money.
Get the money
right now. Right now!
Yo, I swear
to God, yo, I'mma
sh**t your ass.
Give me the money right now.
I'm calling the police.
Ay! Yo, yo, yo.
What is you doin'?
What are you doing?
No, no, no.
Let's go back. Come on.
Hey, yo. It's bad, bro.
We gotta go.
- Give me the money.
- Lamont, leave him.
Let's go.
We gotta go!
Let me go!
What the f*ck?
I said no sh**ting!
Shit, g*n!
What the f*ck?
We gotta go. We gotta go.
- Come on, we gotta go.
- Sweartagawd.
- We gotta go.
- Sweartagawd!
- Come on, we gotta go.
- Sweartagawd, get up!
sh*ts fired.
There's a store robbery
in progress.
Multiple suspects fleeing
from Clinton and Calhoun.
All right, I'm on it.
We gotta split up.
Lamont, no.
We should stay together.
Nah, too risky.
I'mma go find Jamal.
He'll know what to do.
Lamont!
Wait, 'Mont, come back.
Please. Lamont!
Miguel. You can take
a break, Miguel.
You don't f*ckin' hear me?
Take a break!
And lock the door
when you leavin'.
What happened to you?
Tell me what happened, Mouse.
He's dead.
Who dead?
Sweartagawd got shot
- and now he's dead.
- Oh, God.
How'd he get shot? By who?
Mr. Kim's wife.
We didn't know she had a g*n.
The f*ck? Was y'all tryin'
to rob the store, Mouse?
We had a plan.
Oh, my f*cking God.
No sh**ting.
But then they shot, and we shot.
Shut up and let me think, man.
I need you to listen
to me, Mouse.
You wanna know
what a second chance
feel like for people
like me and you?
n*gg*s like us don't get
no second chances, Mouse.
What are you talkin' about?
Just promise me
you gonna do right, Mouse.
Promise.
I promise.
Then take this hoodie off,
and then go put that shirt on.
And wash your hands.
Diesel, shut up.
I'm f*cked.
Blax.
Blax, what's next?
I'm not strapped.
I'm here to turn myself in.
Blax, what's goin' on?
Turn yourself in for what?
For that robbery that k*lled
that little boy earlier.
No, no, no, Blax.
Shut the f*ck up.
- No, no, no. But you can't.
- Shut the f*ck up.
He ain't got
shit to do with this.
He been here
fixin' his bike the whole time.
This is all me.
You know he a good kid,
right, Rivers?
The best thing you could do
is take me.
And keep me out
of his life forever.
Blax.
Don't do this. Don't.
Blax.
- Primary suspect in custody.
- Blax. Listen to me.
Listen to what I'm sayin',
Blax, please.
No sign of his accomplice.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say
can be held against you
in a court of law.
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one,
one will be provided for you.
Blax.
No, no, don't do that.
Blax!
Take him, take him, take him.
Oh, Blax!
Don't f*ckin' touch me.
Let's go.
- Come on, Mouse.
- No.
Let's go, come on.
Come on. Let's go.
I got you. I got you. I got you.
Mouse.
I'mma take care
of the police stuff.
But don't let this go to waste.
Store owner,
Sung-Min Kim thwarted
an attempted robbery...
k*lling one suspect
in the process.
Authorities have yet
to release the name
of the deceased would-be robber.
And we're told
that the assailant
was just 13 years old.
After a standoff
at a local auto garage,
authorities are claiming,
to have the prime suspect
in custody
and are calling
this case closed.
Well,
it's a sure sign that summer
is almost over...
Hey, baby.
Ma.
Yes, baby, I'm here.
I love you.
Excuse.
Yo.
Hey.
What's goin' on, 'Mont?
You just gettin' off work?
Yeah.
It's cool.
You know, I see Miss T and Shay
the other day.
That's cool.
You still ride?
Yeah, it's, uh...
It's just not the same.
Yeah.
Yeah, I miss him, too.
All right, well, I gotta roll.
A'ight.
You be safe out there, man.
Yeah. You, too, Mouse.
Look at my little veterinarian.
- Hey, baby.
- What's goin' on, Ma?
Nothin'.
Got somethin' for you.
- You got somethin' for me?
- I got somethin' for you.
- What you got?
- Here you go.
What you got me?
That's all you.
- What's goin' on here?
- -You bought groceries and shit, too?
Y'all hungry?
I am.
Well, get your ass
in here. Let's go.
All right.
- Shay, come on!
- One minute.
That way.
Yo. Baltimore's got
the hardest riders.
Watch this. Check this shit out.
Watch that bike.
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ That's how Ruff Ryders roll ♪
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
This is our release.
♪ That's how Ruff Ryders roll ♪
♪ n*gg*s wanna try
n*gg*s wanna lie ♪
♪ Then n*gg*s wonder why ♪
♪ n*gg*s wanna die
All I know is pain ♪
♪ All I feel is rain ♪
♪ How can I maintain
With mad shit on my brain? ♪
♪ I resort to v*olence
My n*gg*s move in silence ♪
♪ Like you don't know
What our style is ♪
♪ New York n*gg*s
The wildest... ♪
Whoo! Whoo!
♪ Took it, then we split it ♪
♪ You f*ckin' right we did it ♪
♪ What the f*ck you gonna do
When we run up on you? ♪
♪ f*ckin' wit' the wrong crew
Don't know
What we goin' through ♪
♪ I'm a have to show n*gg*s
How easily we blow n*gg*s ♪
♪ When you find out
There's some more n*gg*s ♪
♪ That's runnin'
With your n*gg*s ♪
♪ Nothin' we can't handle
Break it up and dismantle ♪
♪ Light it up like a candle ♪
♪ Just 'cause
I can't stand you ♪
♪ Put my shit on tapes
Like you bussin' grapes ♪
♪ Think you holdin' weight?
Then you haven't met the apes ♪
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ That's how Ruff Ryders roll ♪
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ That's how Ruff Ryders roll ♪
♪ Is y'all n*gg*s crazy?
I'll bust you and be swazy ♪
♪ Stop actin' like a baby
Mind your business, lady ♪
♪ Nosy people get it, too ♪
♪ When you see me spit at you
You know I'm tryin'
To get rid of you ♪
♪ Yeah, I know It's pitiful... ♪
Yeah! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Yeah.
♪ Just for talkin' shit, clown
Oh, you think it's funny ♪
♪ Then you don't know me, money
It's about to get ugly ♪
♪ f*ck it, dog, I'm hungry ♪
♪ I guess you know
What that mean ♪
♪ Come up off that green
Five n*gg*s or a fiend ♪
♪ Don't make it A m*rder scene ♪
♪ Give a dog a bone
Leave a dog alone ♪
♪ Let a dog roam
And he'll find his way home ♪
♪ Home of the brave
My home is a cage ♪
♪ And yo, I'm a sl*ve
Till my home is a grave ♪
♪ I'm a pull paper
It's all about the papers ♪
♪ b*tches caught the papers
Then how they wanna r*pe us ♪
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ That's how Ruff Ryders roll ♪
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
♪ Oh, no ♪
♪ That's how Ruff Ryders roll ♪
♪ Look what you done started
Asked for it, you got it ♪
♪ Had it, should have shot it
Now you're dearly departed ♪
♪ Get at me, dog
Did I rip shit? ♪
♪ With this one here
I flip shit ♪
♪ n*gg*s know When I kick shit ♪
♪ It's gonna be
Some slick shit ♪
♪ What was that look for
When I walked in the door? ♪
♪ Oh, you thought you was raw?
Boom! Not anymore ♪
♪ 'Cause now you on the floor
Wishin' you never saw ♪
♪ Me walk through that door
With that four-four ♪
♪ Now it's time for bed
Two more to the head ♪
♪ Got the floor red
Yeah, that n*gga's dead ♪
♪ Another unsolved mystery
Is goin' down in history ♪
♪ n*gg*s ain't never did
Shit to me ♪
♪ Bitch ass n*gg*s
Can't get to me ♪
♪ Gots to make the move
Got a point to prove ♪
♪ Gotta make 'em grove
Got 'em all like "ooo" ♪
♪ So the next time
You hear this n*gga rhyme ♪
♪ Try to keep your mind
On gettin' p*ssy and prime ♪
♪ Stop, drop, shut 'em down
Open up shop ♪
Charm City Kings (2020)
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