[PATRICE] Previously
on P-Valley, sinners...
[BEULAH] It's time, Mama.
Come rest and have yourself a drank.
No, baby. Not now...
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] You got
a lot of secrets, LaMarques.
And I ain't finna be one of 'em.
Yeah, I'm the son of a f*ckin' m*rder*r!
Yeah, put that on a f*ckin' T-shirt!
[GEORGIE] Five million
is my last and final offer.
[AUTUMN] Right now, Hailey
can't give you what you want.
- [ANDRE] Mm-hmm.
- [AUTUMN] But LaKiesha Savage
can give you what you need.
I'm gone need you
to drop out the race, Woodbine.
Take that as you pray on it.
[DIAMOND] Then I wouldn't
touch that if I was you.
- [BIG BONE] What is it?
- [SCREAMING]
[g*nshots]
- It's protection.
- [BIG BONE CHUCKLES]
[MERCEDES] If you think Whisper
and Roulette gone headline,
- you got another thing coming!
- [AUTUMN] Whisper and Roulette
are not the ones that you
need to be worried about.
Hey... y'all.
[COACH] Y'all been cheatin' on me?
- What are you talking about?
- Your sponsorship done expired
like a muthafucka!
[AUTUMN] Three passports
coming right up.
Take those babies,
and you never look back.
[PICO] You f*ck with my set,
you gone get your wig split!
No cap, niggah! The f*ck
is y'all talkin' about!?!
[OG HUSTLER] Somebody need
to teach that little niggah
that you can't spit
on another man grave.
I got another baby on the way.
I'll let him know his daddy love him.
[g*nf*re ECHOES]
[LIL' MURDA'S "MISSISSIPPI PRIDE" PLAYS]
[CHORUS] ♪ M-I-crooked
letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Humpback, humpback-I ♪
♪ Mississippi pride, pride ♪
♪ M-I-crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Humpback, humpback-I ♪
♪ Mississippi pride, pride... ♪
Andre Watkins sho'll know
how to make it rain, child...
His support of casinos... [LAUGH]
gone bring fresh cash to this town!
Scrilla for roads, new schools, and new
ho-ho-hospitals...
And that new levee we been
needing for, like, decades.
[CHEEKS CLAPPING]
[LAUGHING]
This Chucalissa boy knows what you need.
Mmmmhmm. Good mayors are rarer than snow
in Mississippi.
But with Andre Watkins,
it's gone be a blizzard
up in this bitch!
♪ I'm bringing my straps in ♪
♪ Gone get me a lap dance ♪
♪ Booty sound like she clap hands ♪
♪ We right by the boot ♪
♪ Better know we tapped in, uh-huh ♪
♪ M-I-crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Crooked letter, crooked letter-I... ♪
This message has been approved
by Skrippahs from the Pank!
♪ M-I-crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
♪ Humpback, humpback-I ♪
- ♪ Mississippi pride, pride ♪
- [WOMEN SHOUTING HAPPILY]
♪ M-I-crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
Andre Watkins, he got next!
♪ Mississippi pride, pride ♪
♪ M-I-crooked letter, crooked letter-I ♪
- Ow!
- What is your problem?
♪ Humpback, humpback-I ♪
♪ Mississippi pride, pride ♪
[WOMEN SQUEALING]
[NEWSCASTER] Andre Watkins
has accomplished
an amazing feat this past week.
Since the last election poll,
the godson of now deceased
Mayor Tydell Ruffin
has gained ground on current
Interim Mayor Wayne Kyle
for the crown
of Chucalissa's next Mayor.
How do you feel about
this recent turn of events?
Well, it ain't over 'til
the results roll in tonight,
but it would be this Chucalissa
boy's dream come true
to be a public servant.
Blame my rise in the polls
on the passion I have for my hometown...
Or perhaps that stripper magic?
[PYNK VETS, CHANTING]
Andre Watkins, he got next!
Andre Watkins, he got next!
I'm thankful to all my supporters.
Tonight will Andre Watkins, Esquire,
make history and become
the second black mayor
of Chucalissa?
[PEANUT BUTTER] Ooh!
Look at that comin' up on the horizon...
[LECRAE & K PHEW'S "ONE CALL" PLAYING]
♪ ♪
[ K PHEW] ♪ Straight from overseas ♪
♪ On the islands with the missis ♪
♪ Had to flood her finger ♪
♪ Diamonds sleepin' with the fish ♪
♪ She thought I was playin',
head to end it with no kizzy ♪
- [AUDIENCE COMMOTION]
- ♪ Can't go to the past ♪
♪ If I do it might get dizzy ♪
♪ Snakin' in the grass, you say ♪
♪ I say Mississippi... ♪
Ooh, Mercedes must get it from her mama.
♪ Backseat of the car
and I was with 'em ♪
♪ Lord forgive me, he was actin' goofy ♪
♪ In that room he turned to Mickey ♪
♪ He turned to Mickey Mouse ♪
[CROWD CHEERS]
♪ Switch it ♪
- [CHEERING]
- ♪ Whip it ♪
[APPLAUSE]
Voting day is nigh,
and I hope y'all know who truly is
God's Gift to Chucalissa.
One of my competitors
thinks he can twerk his way
into your hearts.
Don't let him fool you,
- ♪ Use you ♪
- [AUDIENCE COMMOTION]
♪ Only let Him ♪
♪ The Great One above, use you! ♪
They say...
- the race is not given...
- [AUDIENCE COMMOTION]
to the swift or to the strong...
- [MOCKING]
- Not today, Devil.
[PATRICE] ...but to the one
who endureth to the end.
They didn't want to see me make it
to the end of this race.
'Fact, they bribed me
with all these Benjies so I'd drop out.
I coulda told 'em where to stuff it.
But God gave me grace,
and I found a better place...
[CROWD COMMOTION]
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
[WOODBINE] Suck it, b*tches!
Woodbine for mayor!
Woodbine for mayor!
[ANDRE] Thought you said
this bitch was droppin' out.
[CHUCKLES] Guess she decided to
drop Corbin's dollars instead.
As long as she keep on them panties.
- Don't nobody wanna see that.
- [GIGGLING]
It's getting dirty
down in the Valley, y'all...
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[JUCEE FROOT] ♪ Down in the valley ♪
♪ Where the girls get naked ♪
♪ If you throwin' bands ♪
♪ Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
♪ One, two, break 'em ♪
♪ Three, four, rake 'em ♪
♪ These n*gg*s grind hard ♪
♪ But these b*tches grind harder ♪
♪ Climbing up the pole
just to get out the bottom ♪
♪ The crowd below ♪
♪ Stay ready for the show ♪
♪ The pimps, the dough ♪
♪ Don't let it take your soul ♪
♪ We make fallin' on the sky look easy ♪
♪ Look at my b*tches ♪
♪ Gangsta walking on the ceiling ♪
♪ Green on the flo' ♪
♪ Money talk, can you hear me? ♪
♪ This world is so addicting ♪
♪ But dreams is expensive,
keep spending ♪
♪ Work hard for the top,
can't fall now ♪
♪ But whatever goes up must fall down ♪
♪ What you do when the power out? ♪
♪ Kids hungry, can't do nuthi'
but scream and shout ♪
♪ We all choose to live
but it's different routes ♪
♪ Take the sh*t with shine,
gotta make it count ♪
♪ When you live and die
by the paper route ♪
♪ You spend a dime
just to make it out, yeah ♪
♪ Down in the valley ♪
♪ Where the girls get naked ♪
♪ If you throwin' bands ♪
♪ Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
♪ One, two, break 'em ♪
[UPBEAT NEWS THEME PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[ANCHOR] Mayoral candidate
Pastor Patrice Woodbine
made it rain down dollars
on Main Street today in
- an attention-getting stunt...
- [NURSE LAUGHS]
...that's got all of Chucalissa talkin'.
More on this after the break.
- Let's go over to Chantal...
- [CROWD CHEERING]
Come on, mama, time to drink.
[WHIMPERING]
[EERIE HUMMING]
[ECHOING] Mama, drink some water.
- [ECHOING] Drink some water.
- [GASPS]
No!
[ECHOING] Mama, stop fighting the water!
I ain't thirsty. A bitch ain't thirsty!
Get away from me!
- [NURSE] Help! I need help!
- I see you!
I see you!
- I see you! Leave me alone!
- [EERIE HUMMING STOPS]
Get out my face!
[NURSE] I don't know what happened.
I was just trying to give her
something to drink!
- [GROANING] Get off of me!
- [MACHINE BEEPING INCESSANTLY]
[FUTURE'S "THOUGHT IT WAS A DROUGHT"]
[GLASS SHATTERING]
[FUTURE] ♪ I just f*cked yo' bitch ♪
♪ In some Gucci flip-flops ♪
♪ I just had some b*tches
and I made 'em lip-lock ♪
♪ I just took a piss, and
I seen codeine coming out ♪
♪ We got purple Actavis,
I thought it was a drought ♪
♪ Bitch, I'ma choose
the dirty over you... ♪
Hoooh! No-no-no-no-no-no,
not the lace-front,
- not the lace-front.
- [PANTING]
[PHONE RINGS]
[LIL' MURDA] Damn, lemme get my
d*ck... Ah-f*ck!
- Ah...
- Whoo!
[RINGING]
f*ckity f*ck! Hello, hello, hello
- is this the hospital?
- [PERSON] No, this is
Charles & Company Skunk Smell Removal
calling you with a very special offer...
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Ain't nobody
been sprayed with no damn skunk!
These folks try to sell you
any damn thing!
- [SIZZLING]
- [LAUGHS]
I should not be having sex
when my Granmuva's
in the damn hospital dying.
[QUIETLY] f*ck.
Ernestine would want you
to have some sausage for breakfast.
[CHUCKLING]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mmm.
Okay.
How you cook yo' grits?
[LIL' MURDA] With butter and sugar.
Well, good, cause if you
hadda said cheddar,
I was gone kick you
out my mu'f*ckin' house.
I done worn out my welcome, huh?
Hmm. It's better I kick you out
'fo you leave.
[OBJECTS CLATTER]
Mm.
It's nice playing house.
But I know it's finna end.
[SIGHS]
You gone go on tour with Tina?
Still thinkin' about it.
What is there to think about? Hmm?
Child, I can't even step one
foot outside the grocery store
'fo I hear ♪ "Dance like some niggahs ♪"
♪ Got some money in this hoe" ♪
[LAUGHS]
How it feel to be more
than hood famous now?
[LIL' MURDA] Scary, actually.
People be acting like they know
you, but they don't really...
know you.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD]
Well, they don't need to.
Uncle Clifford rule , ...
"Don't try to be everybody's
- cup of tea.
- Mm.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] 'Cause then you ain't
gone have none to sip on for yoself."
That's the case, maybe it's time for me
to move on for real.
But then, I don't wanna
leave you here with...
Don't worry about me.
I am grown enough to know
that this wasn't forever.
Fact, I think I should get
used to being alone...
[INHALES DEEPLY] ...since I'll
be all on my lonesome
in this house soon enough.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
Cliff, man...
I just wanna be there
to hold her hand...
...but they won't even let me do that.
Can you imagine not being
there at the end
for somebody that you love
with all yo' heart?
Hmm?
Naw...
naw, I can't.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Flame or flood ain't been able
to take Miss Ernestine out.
I doubt some Rona will.
She gone push through.
Well, if she don't...
...I want you to rap at the funeral.
- [CHUCKLES]
- What?
Girl, you a fool. [LAUGHS]
Child, there's a lots goin' on
in Chucalissa today.
Elections...
Grand re-re-
re-re openings!
♪ ♪
- Mm.
- Uh-huh.
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mm-hmm.
- [CHUCKLING]
♪ ♪
[KEYSHAWN] Bitch, you been livin' here?
[AUTUMN] Ha. How does
a rich bitch stay rich?
- How?
- She doesn't pay rent.
[BOTH LAUGH]
So... got the passports.
- Bought the tickets in cash.
- Good.
Everything's packed.
The kids stayin' another night
at my sister's.
Derrick got that new job
he interviewed for,
so he workin' tonight,
and I'm gone be home so late.
Great coverup.
I'ma pick 'em up first thing.
[AUTUMN] After tonight,
you'll have everything you need
to get those babies out of here
and build a new home.
[KEYSHAWN] How'd you know
Chucalissa could be that for you?
Home?
It's not.
As soon as I know where
this casino referendum lands,
I'm gone too.
Tomorrow I'll either be
a very rich woman
or a very dumb bitch.
Hmm.
So you really gone sell the Pynk?
I wonder where Uncle Clifford gone work.
Don't be worried 'bout Uncle Clifford.
- Be worried 'bout you.
- Can't help it.
This place been more a home
than home been sometimes.
[AUTUMN SIGHS]
Well, soon it's gone be a casino.
And with the benefits it'll bring,
I think that it might be better
for everybody in Chucalissa.
[KEYSHAWN] So...
...Autumn,
where you goin'?
Wouldn't you like to know?
[KEYSHAWN] Mm!
Just checking to see
if you follow yo' own rules.
[PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[SIZZLING]
I ain't know you was gone be back here.
Uh, ditto.
You need me to fill up
that water bottle for you?
If you don't mind.
[WATER POURING]
[MOODY MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[CHUCKLES]
You know... it does work.
Only that the Big Bad Wolf
swallowed the key to the tower.
No matter. My hair's long enough now.
- [BELL DINGS]
- [BIG BONE] Diamond.
Them wings done yet?
'Cause she might be thirsty,
but I'm hungry.
[DIAMOND BREATHES SHAKILY]
[DAVID BANNER'S "PLAY" PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[DAVID] ♪ Cum, girl, I'm tryna
get your p*ssy wet ♪
♪ Work that, lemme see you drip sweat ♪
♪ Cum, girl, I'm tryna
get your p*ssy wet ♪
♪ Work that, lemme see you drip sweat ♪
♪ Gon' play with it, gon' play with it ♪
♪ Gon' play with it, gon' play with it ♪
♪ Gon' play with it ♪
♪ Work that clit ♪
♪ Cum, girl ♪
♪ Finger-f*ck your p*ssy
like you want some, girl ♪
- ♪ Work it like a niggah ♪
- [EXHALES FORCEFULLY]
♪ Straight licking on your pearl ♪
♪ I wanna see you cum in the
middle of the dance floor ♪
- [EXHALES FORCEFULLY]
- ♪ A niggah can't f*ck ♪
♪ What you think a friend of me for? ♪
♪ Ah, I'ma b*at that p*ssy up ♪
♪ You get it wet enough,
I might lick it up ♪
♪ Lickey, lickey, lickey
like a peppermint swirl ♪
- [MERCEDES GRUNTING]
- ♪ Lick that clit ♪
- ♪ Cum girl, uhh ♪
- [MERCEDES GROANING]
♪ I wanna see your legs shake
take you to the crib ♪
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
♪ We can f*ck till the bed break ♪
♪ Uh, f*ck you till your p*ssy ache ♪
♪ Think about the type
right now, girl, mastur ♪
- [HEAVY BREATHING]
- ♪ Uhh, uhh, hey lil' girl ♪
- [POLE SQUEAKING]
- ♪ Work that clit, cum, girl.. ♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Ooh hoo hoo!
♪ I'm tryna get your p*ssy wet ♪
♪ Work that, lemme see you drip sweat ♪
♪ Cum, girl, I'm tryna
get your p*ssy wet ♪
♪ Work that, lemme see you drip sweat ♪
♪ Gon' play with it, gon' play with it ♪
♪ Gon' play with it, gon' play with it ♪
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
♪ Gon' play with it ♪
♪ Work that clit, cum, girl ♪
♪ Cum when you're feeling
good, lick it all off ♪
♪ Catch it in your mouth,
like your last name Moss ♪
♪ Play with the nitty girl,
stick it on in ♪
♪ I'm feeling real freaky,
girl, bring yo' friends ♪
♪ I can make 'em bounce
like one, two, three ♪
♪ It ain't nothin' to a pimp,
girl, play with the G-spot ♪
Hmm. Hmm. [SMALL LAUGH]
♪ Make it hot, gon' on,
get your girl Sheryl ♪
♪ Bring your clique ♪
♪ Cum, girl... ♪
- [GRUNTS]
- Uh-oh.
- [MERCEDES] sh*t.
- [POLE SQUEAKS]
- [POLE SQUEAKS]
- sh*t.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Uh-oh.
[POLE SQUEAKING]
Ah, f*ck.
♪ Move it to the right... ♪
That's why a bitch always
gone forever be fallin'.
You shoulda been step back on that pole
soon as that sh*t happen... You spooked.
- Bitch, what?
- You just betta stay
up off of mine, 'cause a bitch
ain't finna
be merked in the club by some big booty
- fallin' out the sky.
- Bitch, you ain't worthy
to be up on the same pole as me!
[ROULETTE] You got life
f*cked up if you think
I wanna be up on yo' old gray
hairy-p*ssy-havin' ass pole!
- Bitch, I'll f*ck you up!
- I'd like to see you
try to play a game of Roulette wit' me.
Oh, folks 'round here know
I loves to play
- Russian Roulette.
- [AUTUMN] Guys, guys.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mercedes,
Roulette, y'all... Ho...
We do need to think about safety
and utilizing each other's strength.
Mercedes, if you can't hold
that move at that point,
can I suggest
that you base for Keyshawn?
I ain't basin' for not
na'an one of these b*tches!
Clearly, you can't hold it very long.
And whose f*ckin' fault is that?!
Aye, aye! Big L, Big L!
Whose fault is that, huh, bitch?!
- [AUTUMN] Real mature, Mercedes.
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Diamond! Diamond!
[MERCEDES] Naw! No bitch! Naw!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] C'mon,
'Cedes! Listen, come on.
Aren't you tired of the blame game?
If you want to fly, pick up those wings
the sun melted off your back.
It ain't anybody's fault but yours.
Quit blaming me!
Only thing I blame myself for
is when I went in that room.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mercedes!
Put seven pounds of
pressure on the trigger
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mercedes!
- and put the wrong person in paradise.
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Aye, Mercedes!
- Is that how you really feel?
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Aye-aye-aye! Now, look.
All y'all ain't gots to be
f*ckin' friends,
but y'all gots to be sisters right now.
Y'all gone have to trust
each other tonight
whether y'all like it or not,
otherwise, Roulette is right.
One of y'all b*tches gone get hurt.
[WHISPER] Somebody always
gets hurt on nights like this.
I just know it betta not
be a bitch pockets,
'cause you got four
hitters up in this hoe,
and on a door at % capacity,
sh*t, we gone make more
on the floor than the door.
Percentage of the pot is based on pull.
There's only one hitter who
pullin' enough to triple the door
of a club that can only do % capacity.
So let me guess.
Keyshawn the hitter you talkin' 'bout?
[KEYSHAWN SIGHS]
Autumn, maybe we can
adjust the door,
split the pot four ways.
[QUIETLY] No. You need this.
[MERCEDES SCOFFS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
Oh, she a hitter aight.
Too bad she ain't got good aim.
Y'all wanna try and re-open this bitch?
Gone head and try and do it without me.
♪ ♪
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Oh!
Now, hold on now, girl.
- Mercedes!
- f*ck.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Girl, don't you be...
[MERCEDES] f*ck this club!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Don't you let
no bitch run you out yo' house!
Mercedes! Mercedes!
I can't buss it like I used to!
I'm way past retirement!
I shoulda been out this hoe
five f*cking years ago!
Just...
[MERCEDES] God damn it!
Aye.
. , heiffa.
f*ck yo rules, Uncle Clifford!
[SOFTLY] I need to hear the truth.
Keyshawn better than me, ain't she?
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Mercedes,
ever since I was a youngin'
I thought I'd find me a castle
with a tall tower...
and I'd lock myself up in it
and throw away the key.
This place has been that castle for me.
But even castles crumble,
especially if they made
out of sand. Hmm?
Sometimes you just gone have to learn
how to dream new dreams.
Seem like you talkin' to yo'self.
Hmm.
[SIGHS]
[PHONE VIBRATES, CHIMES]
♪ ♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
♪ ♪
- [KEYSHAWN] Oh, excuse me.
- Damn!
Watch where the f*ck you goin'.
I ain't see you. [SCOFFS]
[BIG BONE] I don't see why not.
[KEYSHAWN] We haven't met each other
- properly.
- Hmph. We might not of
met each other... proper,
but I know enough 'bout you.
These walls... been whisperin'.
[KEYSHAWN] Have they?
Be careful 'bout them whispers.
They ain't always
well acquainted with the truth.
[WHISPERS] Good you leavin' tomorrow.
What make you think that?
[BIG BONE CHUCKLES]
These walls got ears, mouths too.
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[BACKGROUND CHATTER ECHOES]
[PERSON ] She's so amazing!
[PERSON ] She's powerful and
so beautiful all at the same time.
♪ ♪
[PERSON ] She's so strong.
[PERSON ] Look at the lines
she's creating with her body.
[PERSON ] I-I've just never
seen anything like this before.
My gosh, look at those arms.
I would be so dizzy.
I got so dizzy, I almost vomited.
[PERSON CHUCKLES] She's so strong.
#Gawdess.
[PERSON ] I could never hold
my own weight like that.
♪ ♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
You like it?
[MERCEDES] I don't know what
to think about it. [CHUCKLES]
That's what good art does, I think.
Discombobulates you.
Shakes you, questions you.
Makes you understand there is a God.
That creation
is this beautifully imperfect
perfect venture.
I don't know if I'm doin' all that, now.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
I almost ain't come to Memphis.
Didn't feel like the hour drive, huh?
Didn't know if I wanted to see
you again after that night.
I didn't want that night
to end the way it did.
And yet, I was...
grateful.
I'm filing for divorce from Cedric.
You divorcing all that money?
Happiness is more important.
- Says a rich bitch.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
So this that dream
you was yappin' 'bout.
Yeah.
I never thought I'd be able
to do this again,
make photographs,
but seeing you that day... [CHUCKLES]
...backlit against that setting sun
made this all possible again.
I never thought
I'd be on a wall, like...
I look like gravity don't exist.
Not for you.
There was a time I ain't think
I'd get back on a pole.
[FARRAH] Why?
My right shoulder was so f*cked up.
You see how I transferred all
my weight to my left side?
- I had to use my weak side.
- If that's your weak side,
I'd hate to get into a fight with you.
I don't think I'd fight you.
Would you... f*ck me again?
No.
That was business,
not pleasure.
Well...
maybe a little bit of pleasure.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
Well, I wish we all
could turn our weakness
into strength.
Enjoy the rest of the exhibit, Mercedes.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[OBJECTS RATTLING]
♪ ♪
Nineveh, thisthe floss you
selling to the girls tonight?
This older than DJ Neva Scared.
Who that is?
You got an hour
to hustle on down to Rainbow,
buy some new options.
Hmm. You ain't said nothin' but a word.
[SCOFFS]
- [DOOR SLAMS]
- [VOMITING]
[COUGHS, SPITS]
[GROANS]
[TOILET FLUSHES]
Oh, God...
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
So...
you ready for some twins?
[CRIMINAL MANNE'S "TRYNA f*ck SUMTHIN"]
♪ ♪
[BACKGROUND CHATTER]
♪ I'm tryna f*ck sumthin',
f*ck sumthin' ♪
♪ Tryna f*ck sumthin', f*ck sumthin' ♪
♪ Tryna f*ck sumthin', f*ck sumthin' ♪
♪ Tryna f*ck sumthin', f*ck sumthin' ♪
♪ Bend it over, bend it over ♪
♪ Bend it over, bend it over ♪
♪ Bend it over, bend it over ♪
♪ Bend it over, bend it over ♪
♪ I'm tryna f*ck sumthin',
f*ck sumthin'... ♪
Okay. You lookin' good up in this hoe.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] If this is the end,
I'ma be the flyest bitch in hell.
[LUST] Mm, Mercedes' juicy ass
lookin' good on that poster too.
[BIG L] People gone get
on us for floggin'.
Mercedes ass ain't gone be
nowhere up on that stage tonight.
Well, hopefully by midnight,
these niggahs'll be so drunk,
they won't know the difference
between the strippers or they auntie.
[SELLER] Aye, I got that new
Dave Chappelle for one penny.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Child, who buyin' DVDs?
- Masks... $ .
- Come on, now. Shoppin'!
The door already !
A niggah gotta drop more than a Benjie
to roll up in this piece?
I'm finna go home, man.
[LAUREN] Well, you might
just need to do that,
cause this club is already
over-capacity!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Oh, brrri-ki-ki-ki!
Look, y'all gone have to wait
'til some of these niggahs
come out or get kicked out.
- [CROWD BOOING]
- Why the hell you booing?
You see?
I'll let you in for free
if you let us go up to % capacity...
Listen, I ain't...
I know you wanna burn
that stimmy, Lauren Hawkins.
Hell, I'll throw Big L in on the deal.
Man, since when I become a hoe?
God damn, you are big.
Okay, I'll let you go
up to % capacity.
But everybody betta wear
they f*ckin' masks!
Let's open this mu'fucka up now.
You, too, wit' your fine ass.
[BIG L] Keep on f*ckin' wit me.
Let 'em on in.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, y'all
rolling deep tonight, ain't it?
Mm-hmm.
Just know you act a fool up in there,
- there gone be hell to pay.
- [CHIEF-FI-CHIEFS g*ng CALLS]
[SPITS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Ooh! Alright, b*tches,
baby wipe them coochies!
I'ma need y'all on that floor quickfast.
- [COUGHING]
- Ooh! Who's coughin' up in here
- during a pandemic?!
- I was just clearin' my throat.
- That's it.
- Toy, you got seconds
to get yo' ass up out my establishment.
- Wait, are you f*ring me?
- Uh, bitch!
You should be ashamed to even
show yo' face up in here
after you almost k*lled my Granmuva!
- How she doin', by the way?
- Uh, funny you should ask.
She dyin'!
[DANCER] Oh! Sweet baby Jesus and Mary.
But-but how you know I'm the
one that gave it to her?
How I know it's yo' sneezing
bubble guts ass?!
Who else it's gone be?!
Get out. Get out, and I don't
wanna see yo' ass
ever up in here again!
- It wasn't me!
- Gimme her sh*t.
Hunh, sickly bitch!
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[PERSON COUGHS]
Who was that?
Who was that?!
My-my spit just went down the wrong way.
Cough again, hmph? Cough again...
And you see what's gone happen to you!
Y'all get out
and put that hand sanitizer on.
I don't care if it f*ck up yo' acrylics!
b*tches get... ooh!
Y'all got my pressure up!
Y'all got my pressure up!
- Y'all got my pressure up!
- You might need to smoke one
after I show you this.
- What?
- [LIL' MURDA] What up tho?
It's yo' boy, Lil' Murda.
I want you to meet me tonight
at the hottest strip club
in all of Mississippi.
'Cause the Tina Snow
"Hoes Up, G's Down" Tour
start tonight at the PANK, bih!
[NINEVEH] Look at him.
- [ALL WHOOPING]
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Unh-uh.
The f*ck?!
[NINEVEH] You see this?
What is all this?
[MEGAN THEE STALLION'S
"TINA MONTANA PLAYS]"
♪ None of these hoes
flow sick like me, no ♪
♪ Heard how I rap, wanna spit like me ♪
♪ Now all of these hoes
wanna pimp like me, ah ♪
♪ None of these hoes,
none of these hoes ♪
♪ None of these hoes, not not
na'an one of these hoes ♪
♪ Even come close 'cause they gross ♪
♪ Like I brought it from my chest ♪
♪ From the back of my throat, huh ♪
♪ Sayin' that you 'bout it
when you ain't, huh ♪
♪ Put you in a field you a faint, ah ♪
♪ Grab your pie ass bitch,
Easy-Bake ah ♪
♪ I bet you raw
doggin' with a lame, huh ♪
♪ f*ck what you heard,
what you know, bitch ♪
♪ I never been scared of a hoe, huh ♪
♪ I'm lookin' for you, bitch, lay low ♪
♪ Oh, hoes wanna go toe to toe? ♪
♪ Bitch puh-pretty please,
I want you to ♪
♪ Come say something to me ♪
♪ I really been itchin'
to go the f*ck off ♪
♪ I put this Giuseppe heel
in yo' mouth ♪
♪ Bitch, bitch, it's Tina Montana... ♪
[JEALOUSY] Niggah neck
'bout to catch the flu.
That ice cold as hell, man.
Ain't it, though?
[CROWD CHANTING] Tina! Tina!
[JERICHO] He ain't claim it.
[MANE] That don't mean he ain't do it.
♪ ♪
[LAUGHS] Ha ha! Oh, sh*t, okay!
Damn! So this is the Pynk!
Yeah, this it right here.
- Hey!
- Come on!
[TINA] I like this!
Over here. Let me talk to you a second.
[CHUCKLES]
Now, who the f*ck you thank you is
trying to tell me how to run my club?
Damn, shawty, why you lookin'
a gift horse in the mouth?
[SOFTLY] You betta get away from
me fo' I suck yo' d*ck
- right here, right now.
- Not before you get yo's.
Gone ahead, bwoy, if you
don't want nobody to see.
I donm't want another repeat
of Murda Night, now.
I ain't never gone be able
to live that down, am I?
Murda! Where you at?
Yuh. Oh, there she go.
We need to rehearse this sh*t.
[GASPS] Is this the pimp
that run this place?
I am not a pimp.
Though I do likes to rock a durag
and a track suit every now and again.
Well, sh*t, bitch, that's what
word on the street is.
Aww, so the legend of Uncle Clifford
done hit the ears of niggahs
over in Texas, huh?
Mm-hmm. And the legend of Lil' Murda...
- or should I say BigMurda?
- [LIL' MURDA] Aww, Tina.
[TINA] Mm. I can't wait
for you to come hit the stage
down in Houston 'cause you know
everythang gets bigger down in Texas.
- Is that right?
- Mm-hmm.
- Ready to get on this boat?
- That's what we doin'?
[TINA] Mm-hmm. Open up. Yeah.
- Mm.
- Uh-huh.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING] It's so nice of you
to drive yo' boat
down to the valley, Tina.
- [TINA] Okay.
- I just hope you enjoy
- what we gots to offer.
- Ooh, ooh, ooh...
You got some bad b*tches in yo' stable!
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] You know it!
Some real muthafuckin' hotties
in that locker room,
- almost as stout as mine.
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD CHUCKLES]
[LIL' MURDA] That's why
niggahs stay slidin' through.
The Pynk got some
of the stoutest b*tches around.
- Mm-hmm.
- [LIL' MURDA] Yuh.
Well, I'ma let y'all, you know,
work on y'all... performance.
- Thank you.
- Break legs.
Uncle Clifford, customer waiting for you
in the Paradise Room.
[TINA] Oh, bitch, it's about to
snow in Chucalissa!
Wait a minute... since when you
start gettin' customers?
Well, Paradise Room sho'll got
a way of turnin' niggahs out.
Uh, you ready?
- Yeah.
- Let's go f*ck this sh*t up!
Let's do that.
- Oh, sh*t, come on!
- [LAUGHING]
[SU-K Y'S "THE VAULT" PLAYS]
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Look at my drip, my sauce ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh ♪
♪ VVS's on me cost ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ I look like I hit me a vault ♪
- [BUZZER]
- ♪ Yeah, I look like ♪
- ♪ I hit me a vault ♪
- [BUZZER]
[TOY CRYING]
♪ I look like I hit me a vault ♪
What the hell wrong wit' her?
Uncle Clifford
won't let her work tonight.
Kicked her off the floor
and out the door.
- Aww.
- [CRYING]
You ain't do nothin' but
almost k*ll her Granmuva.
I ain't the one gave
Ernestine that sh*t.
Yeah, you did.
That's what the wind said.
[TOY] What I'm gone do?
My ass 'bout to get evicted.
Repo man say he comin'
for my car end of the week.
Lights finna get turned off.
I'm...
- I'm so f*cked.
- You sho'll is.
You 'bouts to be homeless, sis.
[WHISPER] Unless...
[TOY CRYING]
[EERIE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
I'll pay you back. [SNIFFLES]
I promise.
This ain't a loan.
That yo' pay.
This for what I think it's for?
Don't worry. Roulette took care of me.
She can take care of you.
♪ ♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
So you the customer
that's been lookin' for me?
Paradise Room sho'll
ain't what it used to be.
Well, you miss a lot
when you been banished.
Well, I hope you'll forgive
my trespassing.
I just wanted to thank you for your...
advice the other day.
You coulda just sent a text.
Everybody done got used
to texting nowadays.
But I wanted to give you this...
♪ ♪
...face-to-face.
What in the Pandora
could this be, I wonder.
[CORBIN] Open it, find out.
♪ ♪
Bwoy!
Ain't nobody got time to whip
yo' ass today!
- I been missin' it.
- Well, it ain't my fault
you tried to steal all my sh*t!
Remember, that's why
you ain't set yo' ass
up inside the Paradise Room. Tuh!
[SCOFFS] Not no pandemmy.
I did try to take it.
Somebody b*at me on that.
But if you let me pay
for this experience
I been missin'...
nice re-design, by the way...
we all might be able to get back
to the way things used to be.
How much did Autumn
put down at the auction?
♪ ♪
Two hundred and fifty K.
Well, that's exactly how much
I'm willin' to pay
to get what I need and desire.
♪ ♪
[CORBIN BREATHING EAGERLY]
[UNCLE CLIFFORD'S NAILS CLICKING]
You sho'll got money
to burn, Corbin Kyle.
Naw, I'd say I got money to make.
And thanks to you,
it don't matter who wins
or loses tonight.
♪ ♪
[UNCLE CLIFFORD'S NAILS STROKING SKIN]
[BOX OPENS]
[CORBIN BREATHING]
♪ ♪
For old times sake?
Ain't nobody hit it quite like you.
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[WHIP WHOOSHING]
- [WHIP CRACKING]
- [CORBIN] Aah!
- [WHIP CRACKING]
- [CORBIN] Aah!
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Another round of sh*ts?
- [BOTH] Yes!
- Whoo!
Naw, that'll be on the house.
Fancy meeting you here.
[AUTUMN] Sorry I'm just
making my way to y'all.
- It's a packed night.
- That it is.
Why don't you have a drink with us
before we head on over
to the headquarters,
- hear the results.
- [CHUCKLES]
Sure.
[CORBIN] Ooh, slow down, now.
♪ ♪
[INTERN] To Mayor Andre Watkins!
To the casino!
- [CHUCKLES]
- Yeah.
♪ ♪
- [CORBIN] Whoo!
- [CHUCKLES]
I need to stay sober
so I can remember every detail
about the night that Andre Watkins
became the Mayor of Chucalissa.
[BIG BONE] Alright, y'all,
we got a lot of guests
in the house tonight!
[DJ NEVA SCARED'S "WAZOO" PLAYING]
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
Y'all, this the livest
this club done ever been!
We got a hot performance
from the coldest duo out there.
But before that,
let's welcome to the stage
Candidate Andre
Muthafuckin' Watkins!
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
[ANDRE] How y'all doing tonight?
[CHUCKLES] I said,
"How y'all doing tonight?"
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
Y'all up to no good.
Just tryin' to be like you.
[BOTH LAUGH]
So that's what you bought
with yo' bussdown?
Fiery bitch like me gotsa keep
some water 'round her neck.
I dropped you off all that money.
You ain't even call me back.
I'm feeling a little bit used.
Please don't talk to me
about feeling u...
- Hey... whoa!
- You got another thing comin',
you think you can hem me up like that!
Whoa-whoa-whoa... Roulette,
put yo' fire away for a minute, aight?
sh*t.
Just been thinkin' 'bout you.
That's all.
[SCOFFS] I gots to get back to work.
You so in the business of pleasure,
who pleases you?
[GUM POPS]
White niggah... what?
I said...
who... pleases...
...you?
Gone head you think you bad.
[MOANING SOFTLY]
[ROULETTE GASPS]
[ANDRE] A special thanks to
the Pynk Vets for helping me
spread my message.
- You welcome! Ha!
- [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
We might all be from different corners,
different hoods, different families,
but what unites us all
is our love for Chucalissa...
[CROWD CHEERING]
...and the things that make
Chucalissa great,
like this beloved Pynk,
or should I say...
[ALL] The Pank!
[ALL CHEERING]
Come on, church!
Come on, church!
Now, y'all enjoy this grand re-opening.
sh*ts on me!
[CROWD CHEERING]
Andre Watkins, he got next!
[HITKIDD'S "FREAK JUNT" PLAYING]
♪ ♪
- [AUTUMN LAUGHING]
- That twerk wasn't as good
as Woodbine's, was it?
[AUTUMN] No. But your heart
was in it... that's what counts.
My heart is in it!
You're gonna wake up
with a crown on your head.
You ready for that?
No.
Crowns land on the heads
that's ready to wear 'em...
my king.
♪ ♪
Hmm.
This is all because of you.
- Oh, stop it.
- No, it's true.
I owe you.
You ever thought about leasing...
instead of selling?
Well, leasing would mean
I would have to stay.
You ever thought about that too?
Burying that bag of bones?
[AUTUMN GIGGLES]
The Mayor of Chucalissa
can't be seen kissing his mistress.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
Let's get out of here.
I gotta tell you something.
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] Pynk Posse,
I know y'all been missin' my b*tches.
But y'all finna get that work
from Whisper,
and Miss M-I crooked letter,
crooked letter-I,
crooked letter, crooked letter-I,
humpback, humpback-I,
and Roulette!
My b*tches finna tear this house down.
It's the grand re-re-re-re-re-opening!
[CROWD CHEERING]
But tonight we also have
another special guest.
Y'all know her as the biggest G
in the game,
Give it up for Miss Tina Snow!
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
[TINA SNOW & LIL' MURDA'S
"GET IT ON THE FLOOR" BEGINS]
♪ ♪
♪ Real hot girl sh*t ♪
♪ Dance like it's niggahs
with some money in this hoe ♪
♪ Mean-mugging b*tches, we
ain't f*cking with them hoes ♪
♪ Dance like it's niggahs
with some money in this hoe ♪
♪ Throw it in the air,
watch 'em get it on the floor ♪
♪ Man, I'm outta here like p*ssy hair ♪
♪ Y'all hoes be rippin' me off ♪
♪ Bust that sh*t open for a big face ♪
♪ Molly and the Big Comfy Couch ♪
♪ If he ain't makin' me cum ♪
♪ I don't add that to my body count ♪
♪ You was cute before
you started talkin' ♪
♪ Put this p*ssy up in your mouth ♪
♪ Man, these young niggahs
ain't spending like that ♪
♪ Finna find me somethin' that's old ♪
♪ Wit' yo' granddaddy
sitting real pretty ♪
♪ At the retirement home ♪
♪ Man, I told that niggah
don't play with me ♪
♪ I am really not one of them ♪
♪ You be crying up in my texts ♪
♪ Don't get bold
in front of your friends ♪
♪ I ain't no magician
but I'm looking for a trick ♪
♪ Big p*ssy energy,
can't f*ck with little d*ck ♪
♪ Mouth too smart, need
to get a stupid bitch, aye ♪
♪ He ain't finna f*ck unless
I'm finna get rich, aye ♪
♪ One sh*t, two sh*t, three sh*t, four ♪
♪ Tell her open wide,
then I make her drive da boat ♪
♪ Niggah think he slick
tryna f*ck me and my friends ♪
♪ He ain't gettin' nothin'
'til we see them Benjamins ♪
♪ Dance like it's niggahs
with some money in this hoe ♪
♪ Mean-mugging b*tches, we
ain't f*cking with them hoes ♪
♪ Dance like it's niggahs
with some money in this hoe ♪
[KEYSHAWN EXHALES]
♪ Throw it in the air,
watch 'em get it on the floor ♪
g*dd*mn! This bitch
dancin' like this her last.
[MERCEDES] I think it is.
Why ain't you up there in yo' floss?
[TINA] ♪ Some money in this hoe ♪
♪ Throw it in the air... ♪
Sometimes a bitch just wanna sit back
and be blessed by some art.
[ENCHANTING MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
♪ Throw it in the air, watch
'em get it on the floor... ♪
Ok, forreal forreal! I know
y'all ain't think a bitch
was 'bout to get out here
and do this sh*t by herself?
I want y'all to give it up
for my partner in crown,
Lil' Murda!
♪ They say Lil' Murda
bring them hoes out ♪
♪ They love that gold mouth ♪
♪ Hit da Brinks
and bring them loads out ♪
♪ That boy done showed out ♪
♪ All that ice all on my neck
and wrist ♪
♪ That boy done froze now ♪
♪ Them Dirty Delta dimes' a dozen ♪
♪ Twerkin' on that pole now ♪
♪ Turn around and touch ya toes ♪
♪ Lil' Mama, you's a pro ♪
♪ If I hit you with that Murda d*ck ♪
♪ You ain't gone leave me 'lone ♪
♪ I can eat that cake like my birthday ♪
♪ If you ready, then let's go ♪
♪ Bitch, you know you mines,
we ain't doin' no hiding ♪
♪ I'ma f*ck you in the open ♪
- Ooh!
- ♪ Lil' Murda's the hottest ♪
♪ I'm poppin', I'm all
about makin' a profit ♪
♪ Who harder than me? Bitch, stop it ♪
♪ These niggahs ain't gangsta ♪
♪ They floggin', got Gucci
all over my body ♪
♪ Yo' bitch tryna give me that noggin ♪
♪ I'm fresh out the mud,
wit' mouth full of slugs ♪
♪ Them broke n*gg*s steady be watchin' ♪
♪ Miss Mississippi
keep shakin' that ass ♪
♪ I make it rain
when I get in my bag... ♪
Aye, aye, niggah, watch
where the f*ck you steppin'!
[MANE] Aye, aye, aye, chill bwoy!
[HV HUSTLA] What the f*ck you
talkin' 'bout, bwoy?
♪ Playin' with my name
gone get you a halo ♪
Y'all ain't hear what Lil' Murda sayin'?
"Keep on playin', gone earn you a halo."
Draco another one of y'all niggahs!
- Y'all steady be yappin'!
- f*ck you tryna do, Mane,
wit' yo' bitch ass?
- [MANE] p*ssy-ass niggah!
- [INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Aye, aye, aye, man!
What the f*ck y'all doing?!
[CHIEF-FI-CHIEF ] f*ck you, then!
[PATRON ] f*ck this sh*t,
niggah, come on!
[HV HUSTLA] You's a bitch-ass niggah!
[PATRON ] God damn, niggahs
always f*cking up sh*t, man!
[GLASS SHATTERING]
What the f*ck y'all doin', man?
[LIL' MURDA] Watch out, niggah!
[DANCERS SCREAMING]
That's what you trying to do?
[FEEDBACK ON MIC]
- Watch out!
- [KEYSHAWN SCREAMS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
- [CROWD FADES/RUSHING SOUNDS]
- [GASPING]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
[HVH] f*ck Chief-fi-Chiefs niggah!
[PATRON] Get yo' ass out the way!
[RUSHING SOUNDS]
♪ ♪
[DIAMOND] Come on.
♪ ♪
Come on!
There.
You good?
Everything good?
[KEYSHAWN'S HEART b*ating]
[DREAMY MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
Keyshawn...
Diamond... I-I just...
- Keyshawn...
- Diamond...
♪ ♪
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] I need you to breathe!
I told you I don't want
another f*ckin' Murda Night!
Calm the f*ck down!
Talent's all secure. Got Tina Snow 'nem
- back on the bus.
- Good. Just make sho'
that yo' squad got
this floor under control.
I don't want these folks
to shut my club down
- over no niggah sh*t.
- Copy that, boss.
They gone mop the floor.
I'ma go sweep the lot.
[BOTH] Aight.
[DOOR OPENS]
Now, what the hell
made this go left so fast?
Them Chief-fi-Chief niggahs
think 'cause they been around longer
they can clown us.
I shoulda let my chopper sang
on they monkey ass!
- Murda...
- Them niggahs wanna
declare w*r, we gone give 'em w*r!
Put all they asses in body bags!
Woddy gone be busy, I promise you that.
Just stop wit' all this nonsense.
Did you see the way them niggahs
tried to run up on me onstage?
Like I'm some f*ckin' deer in the cut!
I'll put another one of they
niggahs in the ground,
I promise you that,
they keep playin' with me.
Is that what I helped you
cover up that night?
- Hmm?
- [BREATHING HEAVILY]
Is it?
I wet they block up.
But not that night.
That ain't what happened that night.
That ain't what happened
at all that night.
Alright, well, look, you gone
need to borrow Diamond
when you go out on tour...
Never mind you can't have his
fine caramel-butterscotch-ass...
But you gone need somebody
that can handle all the hell
that's comin' yo' way.
Naw, I'm straight.
I'ma be my own mu'f*ckin'
security from here on out.
[SIGHS] Oh, God...
Oh...
♪ ♪
What the f...
Big L. [CLICKS TONGUE]
♪ ♪
[AUTUMN MOANING]
[BOTH MOANING]
♪ ♪
So this is your campaign manager?
[BIG L LAUGHING]
- [BIG L] Wake up!
- [LAUGHTER]
- Ah, yeah.
- [DOOR SLAMS]
I told you I don't want
no parts of this sh*t!
Can you excuse us, Duffy?
[LIGHTER CLICKS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
How long you and this cr*cker
been runnin' dr*gs through this club?
You know how much
- we done made holdin'?
- It don't matter!
I told you, I ain't
about that plug life.
Look, I done seen whole neighborhoods
get ran into the ground,
families get torn apart,
- b*tches OD...
- We just holdin'.
- Not nothin' else.
- That's what the plug
always say til' his daughter
come up missing in a lake
on account he come up late
on a payment to the big boss.
Now, that's how this sh*t go, Big L.
You don't want no parts of it,
and I don't neither!
You coulda been Quing, Clifford.
- [SCOFFS]
- Stead, you a bitch
- bein' run by another bitch.
- [SHARP BREATH]
Autumn gone sell, and a whole
empire gone slip thru yo' hands.
This coulda been a cornerstone
of something,
something that could last,
but you don't f*ckin' see it,
or you just too f*ckin' scared!
That's why other people
keep on takin' yo' power!
My daddy always said,
"Trust a snake to be a snake."
Yeah. And you is a snake.
Au contraire, mon frère.
I'm the last snake
you got in yo' garden.
Redbone gone be the end of you.
She finna sell, and yo' empire
gone be gone.
Look, we don't know
what's gone happen tomorrow.
Mm.
- [SNIFFS] We don't.
- Mm-hmm.
But I know one thing.
If she dead, she can't sell.
You fired, Big L.
You f*ring me?
After all I done done for you?
Really, Clifford?!
Huh?! Really?!
I told you I ain't about that plug life.
[SOFTLY] Well, f*ck it, then.
I quit.
- [UNCLE CLIFFORD] Big L...
- [PHONE VIBRATING, RINGING]
Hello? Hello?
Wait, wait, wait. I-I can't hear you.
[EERIE JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS]
[ECHOING] This she.
This about my Granmuva?
[LIL' MURDA'S VOICE PLAYING IN EARBUDS]
♪ ♪
[MERCEDES] Hey, what you
listenin' to, hmph?
♪ ♪
Something to ease my mind.
These niggahs got my nerves bad.
- Must be some slaw.
- No, it ain't no slaw.
It's just new, ain't ready
to be ate up yet.
Last time I saw you, you was just
a little perpetratin' ass
trapper rapper.
- Look at you now.
- Yeah...
Lot done happened since the
last time I was at the Pynk.
Hell, since the last time
I was in this room.
Me too.
How come you ain't dance
wit' the pack tonight?
Can't dance when you scared of fallin'.
One thing I done learnt
in this little life of mine
is that fallin'
can change a niggah life.
Don't I know it.
Ain't this funny?
I still get nervous around you.
[LAUGHS] Bwoy, bye.
[FOOT TAPPING]
Naw, I'm serious.
Got a niggah leg bouncin' harder
than the way yo' booty
be bouncin'. [CHUCKLES]
- Niggah, really?
- Naw, shawty.
That's a compliment.
You got that type of ass
that find the grace notes
in a niggah b*at.
It vibrate to that
like nobody business.
On top of that, the way
you find them drops, mmph.
Makes sense why anything
Mercedes dance to
gets the streets rockin'.
I thought that was yo' girl, Keyshawn.
Naw, bitch, you's a legend.
A niggah like me just trying to be.
If you don't mind,
I'd like a legend's opinion
on some sh*t.
[SCOFFS]
Niggah, I might hurt yo' feelings.
I can take a hit.
'Cause that's what legends do.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
[LIL' MURDA] ♪ ...is just a second ♪
♪ Ever think about ♪
♪ What it's gone take to k*ll a niggah ♪
♪ All you really need is seven
pounds of pressure ♪
[HV HUSTLA] Man, y'all really
thank y'all can come
for a niggah when he got his hitters?
- Bitch-ass niggah!
- [DIAMOND] Back the f*ck up!
Y'all niggahs wanna k*ll each other,
take it off the parking lot!
Aye, aye!
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
Don't worry. We gone handle
this sh*t, Cyntonia.
Did you hear the way
he was taunting us?!
Yappin' all that g*ng-g*ng sh*t?!
I heard him, but he might be floggin'.
They pulled rounds
out his chest, Mane!
I feel it in my gut
like I feel this baby.
- Come on. Come on, come on.
- I swear fo' God
- this niggah did that sh*t!
- Come on, Cyntonia!
That's the niggah that k*lled Pico!
Lil' Murda k*lled him, Mane!
No, no...
[CROWD YELLING]
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
♪ ♪
[UNCLE CLIFFORD] "I'll be
your sister for life"?
♪ ♪
This how you gone leave...
without even saying bye to me, heiffa?
I ain't think you wanted no parts of me.
I don't.
♪ ♪
[INHALES DEEPLY] Something I know...
...life is short.
But more than that...
it's unpredictable.
♪ ♪
So...
♪ ♪
[SNIFFLES] Mm, second chances
is rarer than snow in Mississippi.
So you go on and you fly now.
Fly on away from here, hmm?
And I don't ever wanna see
yo' beautiful face
around here again.
[FAIRYTALE MUSIC PLAYS]
Go on. [SNIFFLES]
♪ ♪
[DJ NEVA SCARED]
It's your bwoy DJ Neva Scared!
We ain't never scared, hoe!
Aye, y'all done finished wildin'?
Leave yo' g*ns
and all that ana at the door!
'Cause it's showtime in this biah-biah!
[DOOR CLOSES]
♪ ♪
We 'bout to get that new-new, b*tches!
Y'all ready?
I said, are you ready!?
Can't nothing shut the Pynk down
'cause we just getting started!
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