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Blood & Ice (2026)

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Blood & Ice (2026)

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(film reel whirring)

(car engine revving)

(dramatic music)

Them other flyers

(suspenseful hip hop music)

(display beeping)

You know, I was really

starting to admire y'all n*gg*s,

how you don't rat on your homies.

I get it.

I wouldn't rat on mine either.

But you know,

that soul is still gonna burn.

I'm not heartless though, so

since you're gonna die and all,

might as well have your last shot, right?

One for the road.

(suspenseful music continues)

Psyche n*gga, I would never.

(liquid splashes)

Matter of fact,

I got a little surprise for you.

Keep that same energy, n*gg*s.

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)

(car roaring)

(car door clicks)

(car door slams)

(car beeping)

Yo, what the f*ck?

What the f*ck?

Get the f*ck f*ck out. (Grunts)

Bye, n*gg*s.

Honestly, n*gg*s.

(dramatic music)

(g*n clicks)

What is it?

Tell him where. Tell

him where we have g*ns.

Tell him where the g*ns are! Tell him!

This is how you raise your soldiers?

This is how y'all n*gg*s doing it?

(scoffs) Pathetic, man.

What then?

Tell him. Tell him where the g*ns are.

Tell him.

I fear for life, homie.

(g*nsh*t blasts)

(soft music)

(singer vocalizing)

And just like that,

another m*therf*cker smoked.

Six years.

Six long years.

The city's been drowning

in a sea of b*ll*ts.

FCF against JDN.

Blow for blow.

Body for body.

Every move, another get back.

Another mother crying.

All for the power to rule the streets.

Yeah, yeah, yeah

What the f*ck do you think

Leading n*gg*s into the fire

(singer vocalizing)

(dramatic solemn music)

Hell, man.

Who the f*ck are these crackers?

We needed more g*ns,

right? This will be quick.

Just have my back.

Man, what the f*ck you got me into, man?

Take my other piece.

Word?

Alright, man.

I know these white

m*therf*ckers. Let's get busy.

Alright.

(display beeping)

Mr. Tyrone,

it's a pleasure.

Hey, what's up, baby?

Still beautiful as ever.

You people are always late.

Shut up, Asha.

Man, why are you people always white?

And the blood is always red, huh?

What the f*ck you say?

You heard him.

Calm that sh*t the f*ck down, yo.

We came here to discuss business,

not talk sh*t to each other.

Indeed.

These people are not professional.

We should leave.

(both speaking in foreign language)

I did not come all this way for nothing.

Control your f*cking poodles,

because all this barking

ain't good for business.

Ha ha, we've been

waiting and we are hungry.

[Group] Starving.

Starving.

Yo, ten kilos.

FCF's finest.

They will be judge of that.

(Taiena speaks in foreign language)

Woof.

(suspenseful music)

(bag unzips)

Yo, I expect these shits to be powerful.

Oh, please.

Boys and their toys.

Ciao.

(suspenseful music)

I'll be up for a toy.

But yo, what's up, n*gga?

I thought you said you ain't

had no more coke, n*gga.

Yeah, I got coke,

but not for you, n*gga.

This was important.

This sh*t is sh*t, man.

This sh*t feel heavy and good.

- Mm-hmm.

- Right?

I don't have to borrow yours anymore.

n*gga, you still gonna borrow my sh*t.

(dramatic music)

(smooth hip hop music)

Better go work that

sh*t, I talk that sh*t

So drop that stuff in the bag

I want that sh*t, I talk that sh*t

I smoke too, bliss to the bank

- What's up, G?

- Good morning, man.

Morning, my man.

Better go work that

sh*t, I talk that sh*t

I stuff that brick in the bag

Better go work that

sh*t, I talk that sh*t

I stuff that brick in the bag

Better go work that

sh*t, I talk that sh*t

I stuff that brick in the bag

Better go work that

sh*t, I talk that sh*t

I stuff that brick in the bag

Better go work that

sh*t, I talk that sh*t

I stuff that brick in the bag

Morning, babe.

Good morning, baby.

Come here.

How did you sleep?

Same sh*t, I didn't.

Yeah, well, this money

been hittin' like a waterfall

and I want to keep it that way.

I'm gonna need you to re-up for us today.

Bet.

Gabrielle, bring the breach.

I'm gonna add it to my error list.

(light hip hop music)

What y'all gonna do until I get back?

We'll figure it out.

Yeah, there's always something to do.

(light hip hop music)

- Get me something to drink?

- Mm-hmm.

(dramatic music)

Hey yo, check this out though, man.

I want to double up, alright?

Two keys.

Naomi told me triple.

I made a special order for him.

n*gga, you talking to

my shorty about business?

She said it was for you, n*gga.

Her? You?

Y'all running together, right?

Alright, whatever, n*gga.

Just make sure you get my sh*t.

Look, I ain't trying

to break up a happy home.

But if I give you three bricks,

will you sh**t my head off?

Two bricks, n*gga.

That's it.

Why you out here doing

all this extra sh*t, man?

Well, n*gga here, take the sh*t.

Whatever you do, just leave

the sh*t in the car, man.

Remember, just make sure

too, like the f*ck I said.

Hey, yo.

What the f*ck is going on?

It's time for some get back, my n*gga.

(dramatic music)

(person muttering)

(g*nsh*t blasts)

(suspenseful music)

(camera shutter clicking)

Are we even now?

f*ck JDN and f*ck the treaty.

Can't forget that.

Damn, man.

Oh, yo.

You sliding or not, n*gga?

n*gga, I asked you a

question down there, n*gga.

Yo, calm down, n*gga.

I am calm, n*gga.

What you doing down there?

Huh?

- What?

Are you coming to the spot with us?

No, you sliding?

n*gga, are you f*cking dumb?

What's in the bag?

Why would I do a f*cking drill

with coke in the bag, n*gga?

You trying to get n*gg*s locked up?

Man, you know better than that.

All right, n*gga.

Go at him, n*gga.

Go at Brand.

Hold on.

Time out. Time out.

Wait a second.

Wait a second, n*gga.

This straight, man.

What do you think is this?

Don't you got the figure?

Are you trying to get

locked up out here, n*gga?

Why you got that sh*t

hanging out like that?

- Oh this?

- Oh this?

(g*n c*ck)

I bring this to the

family teacher conference.

I be leaning away and sh*t.

Let me guess.

Let me take a lucky guess.

You got one too, right?

Always got my sh*t on me.

Dumb and dumber, n*gga.

What's wrong with y'all n*gg*s, man?

They k*lled this n*gga

right in front of me, n*gga.

(dramatic music)

(car engine revving)

What the f*ck you gonna do?

Could have been me, n*gga.

f*ck all that.

What if it was me, hey?

What if it was me, hey?

What if it was me?

Family, right?

Family come first.

That's what you told me.

The f*ck are we gonna do?

You ain't gonna bust your g*n for me?

The f*ck going on, bro?

I'll tell you what else, Tone.

Never point a g*n at me, my n*gga,

unless you're gonna take me out.

That's number one.

Now, come here, man.

Bring it in.

Bring that sh*t in, man.

Calm the f*ck down.

This sh*t about to get heavy.

I promise y'all, we're gonna dredge.

But, y'all n*gg*s

can't make a move without me, understood?

Understood, n*gga?

Ah. (Chuckles)

- Huh?

- Understood.

Hey, yo, get back here.

Get back here, n*gga.

We're about to toast up

for my n*gga, Reet, man.

FCF, n*gga.

Family come first.

Always, n*gg*s.

- FCF.

- Die on that.

Understood?

- FCF.

- FCF, my n*gga.

(dramatic hip hop music)

Yo, what the f*ck are you doing?

Yo, what the f*ck?

- Hey, man.

- Don't come at me like that.

Yo, real quick, get out the kitchen.

What the f*ck are you doing?

What the f*ck?

Why are you grabbing me like that?

Why I'm grabbing you like that?

Why you got them in

here dancing like that?

This ain't no f*cking club.

They've been working hard all week.

What the f*ck?

They can have fun once in a while.

They can have fun once

in a while out of here.

Where's my, where's my sh*t?

Hold on, man.

Ice, what the f*ck?

There was more than

enough for three in here.

Was it? Huh?

Or was it up your f*cking nose?

Don't touch me.

Yo.

Did you tell Tyrone

I went to see Dezmyn?

I didn't tell him anything.

He asked if you were here.

I said you were out.

Hmm.

Well, he told me you said that.

Well, he must have bumped

his f*cking head on the rocks.

I ain't say sh*t.

Hmm.

Tyrone always trying to mind f*ck n*gg*s.

Well, that's your boy.

You're a n*gga.

Anyway, that yayo in there is extra sh*t.

Me and the girls, we about

to party our asses off.

So, the least you could have done

was bring in some pizza

instead of complaining.

Pizza?

(laughs) You think b*tches

doing yayo want pizza?

Man, they want hard d*ck and Hennessy.

Listen.

Come here, man.

The reason I ain't get that extra brick

is because the street's

hot right now, alright?

So, we gotta figure out.

For real, extra attention mean cops, man?

We ain't trying to do all that.

What you gonna have to do

is find a way to distribute it faster

and then we can get it rolling like that.

The streets is always hot.

What's new?

You wanna get some money or what?

'Cause this small thinking sh*t ain't it.

Oh, man.

Look, alright. I got you.

Y'all wanna party, right?

Yeah! Huh?

f*ck outta here, man.

I'll get you your bottle

of Henny, alright?

But you get your own f*cking pizza.

(dramatic music)

(cellphone buzzing)

Yo, what's good?

Yeah, I'll get it done.

Bet.

(engine roaring)

(tires screech)

(cellphone buzzing)

What's up, chica?

How's the superstar?

Yeah, I'm settling in.

How's the Mecca?

It's been good so far.

Okay, that's what's up.

It's so beautiful.

It still ain't Atlanta though.

It's a lot faster.

More rambunctious.

I hear that, baby girl.

But the men are fine as f*ck.

Ha ha, 10 points.

Yeah, bonus.

Don't get caught up

being in the crib too much.

Yeah, I think I'm gonna

go out later and work.

That's what's up.

Yeah, I'll definitely keep you updated.

I gotta run.

You know Ace wants my a*s back on set.

I'm gonna call you tomorrow.

Thanks for calling and

checking on me, baby girl.

Of course, baby girl.

Okay, love you.

- Love you too.

- Bye.

Bye.

(dramatic music)

(display beeping)

What's up, Stevie?

What's up, Rihanna?

How's it going out there?

Pretty good.

They really like the hot honey pizza.

Oh my gosh, same story every day.

They love it.

(suspenseful music)

I don't want no problem.

I don't want no problem.

I don't want no problem.

What the f*ck?

Come on, look.

We gotta get out of here, man.

They 'bout to spray b*ll*ts in here.

What?

I don't got time to explain to you.

We gotta go. You understand?

- No!

- What the f*ck you mean no?

Huh?

You wanna die or do you wanna go home?

Ha ha! Yeah!

(g*ns c*ck)

I swear, you're making this

sh*t too easy for me, n*gga.

(group shouting)

(g*nshots blasting)

Let's go!

(suspenseful music)

(g*nshots blasting)

(suspenseful music)

Damn.

Man, I smell p*ssy. (Spits)

(smooth hip hop music)

Look, sorry, I'm sorry

I'm doing the most

That's it, baby

I know what I know

Me, you, and some of your friends

That's all that I know

I'm gonna take it, talk too much

You finna die, homie

(dramatic music)

(smooth R&B music)

(display beeping)

Hello?

Hello?

(door creaks)

Hi.

Hey, I'm Rihanna.

Are you guys accepting resumes?

No.

(dramatic music)

- Hello.

- Hi.

I brought my resume.

So, I'm from Atlanta and

have a lot of experience.

Yeah, aight.

Okay.

(dramatic music)

(smooth hip hop music)

Yeah

She don't believe the receipts

She had a n*gga locked out of the crib

You think she's sweet

Where your friends at

Where your friends at

Where your friends at

Where your friends at

Where your friends at

No, no

(dramatic music)

(engine roaring)

Thank you again.

See you then.

See you later.

Life is crazy, man.

What the?

What the? Yo!

(light hip hop music)

I'll give it to you tomorrow, man.

f*ck.

(dramatic hip hop music)

Running this sh*t like Emmet

Give it real g*ng, no scrimmage

Keep a few short so I spend it

Tell 'em everything but the business

Running up in the pandemic

She like the vibes that I'm sending

She like the vibes that I'm sending

Pending, bust like anything bend it

Treat her like curve and up in it

Then I gotta jet like bend it

n*gg*s can't f*ck with me, hell nah

I picked them boys

up and they fell off

Stock went down like a sell-off

(engine rumbles)

(display beeps)

You okay?

Not the best day.

sh*t, bro.

Speak for yourself, n*gga.

The money we made today?

Take the good with the bad.

How much?

Calculating the excess loss,

paid for the workers and Rio,

about 15% since last week.

Business picks up in the fall.

Yeah, well.

Could be the new girl's not still in.

With the pace of the

new schedule I set up,

we'll be up before we even go dry.

That's what I like to hear.

Yeah, I've been

stepping on the extra too.

Selling it for half price.

Genius.

I know.

Keep doing what you need to do though.

Run the streets.

Keep your n*gg*s safe.

(gentle music)

And take care of me.

You know I got you.

Me and you?

We gonna get this money.

Together.

I wanted you any way

And I still wait on you any day

Why do I want you anyway

But I still want you any way

Any way, yeah

Ooh

(romantic music)

I wanted you any way

And I still wait on you any day

Why do I want you anyway

But I still want you any way

Anyway

I didn't know exactly what to do

And I know my future

doesn't start with you

Tell me why you're acting such a fool

But I want you, girl, I want you

I didn't know exactly what to do

And I know my future

doesn't start with you

Tell me why you're acting such a fool

(footsteps thudding)

Now I'm gonna f*ck this up.

Yo, Ice!

Who else do these belong to, Ice?

Yo?

sh*t, I don't know. It could be anyone's.

Anyone's?

What?

Wake the f*ck up!

Ice!

Why the f*ck am I finding b*tches' shoes

in our m*therf*cking car?

Wake up!

Hello?

Ice?

Are you dead a*s?

Ice!

Man.

Don't tell me.

It's not what you think, honey.

So, whose is it?

It could be anyone's, man.

You the one who got

Zeus' network out there.

It could be anyone of them.

Are you dumb?

You left home last night.

My girls don't go nowhere.

I walk to the car and find

a b*tch's shoes in there?

Yeah, and I f*cked you last night.

- Whose is it, Ice?

- Was I lacking any nut?

Yo, you full of sh*t.

Get the f*ck off me.

What's wrong with you?

Huh?

- Get outta my-

- You trippin' right now.

- Trippin'?

- Yeah.

What's up with all this emotion?

Emotion?

Yeah, I don't recognize you right now.

- Yo, recognize?

- What's going on with you?

You on your period?

f*ck you!

This sh*t with Dezmyn

better not be over no b*tch!

You're risking our whole

operation being messy!

Yeah, I heard. I heard.

You didn't pull up when

your n*gg*s needed you to.

Yeah, left 'em hanging.

Pick a side and clean your sh*t up.

Pick a side?

Pick a side? Ha!

Tyrone running his

f*cking mouth again, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Listen to me, okay?

Tell that n*gga don't

be calling my girl again

or I'm gonna break his f*cking jaw.

Empty threats, right?

This isn't a joke, Ice.

What the f*ck is this about, huh?

What is it about?

Is it about Dezmyn?

Is it about Rihanna?

Or is it about the f*cking coke?

Rihanna?

I thought this was just a ride.

You tell me what my problem is.

I just wanted some f*cking rest.

Well, I guess that sh*t's a done.

Get the f*ck out of here, yo.

There no way of sleeping

through that sh*t.

(smooth Latin music)

(vocalist singing in Spanish)

(suspenseful music)

Wakey, wakey.

You, go to the grocery store.

You're on baking.

Yes sir.

Arm yourselves too.

Dezmyn, what are you doing here?

What?

Can't I check on my new employee?

What kind of boss would I

be if I didn't care about,

if I didn't care about your welfare?

Are you saying that you think I'm a

harebrained boss?

Dezmyn, I know you didn't miss calls.

Hey, I like to do all

my conversations in person

because on the phone here,

on the phone so much is lost!

You just, you can't...

(Dezmyn shouts)

(suspenseful music)

Sit down, girl.

Oh, you just woke up.

Not even coffee.

On the phone you didn't...

Damn, just you trippin'.

(suspenseful music)

You

didn't

come to work

last night.

I...

I, I, I did.

I, I, I!

I heard the g*nshots

and I was afraid, Dezmyn.

I ran for my life.

I didn't know what else to do.

(Dezmyn laughs)

You didn't...

You didn't call the police, my cherie?

(Dezmyn shouts)

No, no.

f*ck the police.

(laughs) You see, 'cause

I locked the backdoor,

but it could not have been you, no.

You just

got here.

Right?

Maybe.

Maybe a little bad timing!

Or you are

the f*cking

enemy.

I would never.

One hell of a first day though!

One hell of a first day!

You are.

You gotta make a choice,

either the family over here

or you're a witness.

And threaten my success.

I am not a witness.

I would never undermine you

or your business, or...

Look, I don't know what you

have going on in your life,

but I can assure you I'm

not gonna get in your way.

Yes!

Yes!

You are certainly convincing.

Round of applause! (Claps)

But a good actress is also a perfect liar.

And the Oscar,

the Oscar

goes to

her!

Found her resume, see?

Do you remember?

Do you remember, Roman?

Had the superhero actress in it was right!

You're so good!

Yes!

It has your address,

your emergency contact information

and it also had your

mother's phone number.

Hold this, please, Buzzy.

Buzzy, you are the f*cking man.

It had your mother's phone number.

Right?

And we're gonna go visit her.

No, that's, that's,

that's too impersonal!

Not for my

exemplar employee.

So, Buzzy, where?

Up here.

Where are we going?

Come tell her, Buzzy. Come tell her.

Where are we going on vacation?

Mama's in Northeast Atlanta.

Longer Heights, right?

That's an expensive neighborhood.

It's very expensive.

I think it's on, uh,

cottage on, uh,

Dale drive.

A cottage!

Who doesn't like s'mores?

Okay.

- Dezmyn.

- Hmm?

I swear on my life, I had

nothing to do with this.

Okay.

Well,

well, welcome

welcome, excuse me.

I lost my attention.

Welcome to the family.

But you are an artiste,

an actress,

and a damn good one, a creator!

Why don't you

go create some breakfast

over there, b*tch?

'Cause we hungrier than

a m*therf*cker, though.

Yeah, I like mine's over easy.

(suspenseful music)

Yo, eat sh*t.

Punk his a*s, kick his a*s.

Yo, lose anyone?

What the f*ck? No.

No, they're Flaco's n*gg*s.

What the f*ck you talking 'bout?

Some sh*t just came up, n*gga.

What? Oh yeah, some sh*t just came up?

Yo, you got this bro?

Yeah, of course.

(engine roaring)

Yo, why you always

telling her g*ng sh*t?

Because you don't ever f*cking

answer your phone, n*gga.

Yo, of course I'm gonna call your shorty

to see where you at.

(engine roaring)

(g*nshots blasting)

(suspenseful music)

Yo, Dez.

Buzzy?

Be always practicing.

Me and you should take

that n*gga out ourselves.

You know, get the cleats dirty.

Yeah. (Laughs)

Like, like in the days

of old, in the beginning.

I like it, Buzzy, but I

think he's expecting that.

Plus I still can't figure

out who that g*n connect is.

Now we start spending real money,

jumped all in.

Call a meeting with the Fed.

Still,

gimme a chance,

I'll still put one between his eyes.

(suspenseful music)

What up, ladies?

- Hey baby.

- What up, bro?

So, you Gucci?

Yeah, I'm just glad to be home, yo.

I'm f*cking tired.

- You been drinking?

So have you.

Waiting on that third key

gonna put us behind schedule.

We were in the best shape we've ever been.

Now we gotta wait on big orders.

Come on, man.

Can we talk about it in the morning?

We ain't gotta deal with that right now.

You never wanna talk about business.

This is important, Ice.

Come on, man.

Listen, we not getting no more drugs, yo.

We not doing that.

We not about to ruin our operation.

You always trying to play it safe.

You sound like a p*ssy.

Yo, you better watch your f*cking mouth.

Oh, Ice cooling down, right?

Sometimes I wonder if

you even have the ba*ls

to take us to the next level.

Man, look around.

sh*t, I think I'm doing just fine.

Oh yeah, compared to who?

There's n*gg*s out

there making real money.

Well, go find them n*gg*s out there.

Oh, I will, and hopefully

he's p*ssy better than acting like one

Keep talking sh*t, man.

Y'all gotta sit the f*ck down

or I'll blow you m*therf*ckers up.

That's what you wanted, right?

- Yeah, see?

- Do it.

This is how you act.

We'll be f*cked in a minute.

Then f*ck me.

Get your, get your drunk a*s outta here.

f*ck y'all looking at?

There he go, always running away.

Don't forget your g*ns.

This b*tch, man.

Stupid as f*ck, man.

This dumb a*s.

(engine rumbling)

What the f*ck?

(tires screeching)

Yeah!

Girl, you deserve so much better.

- It's the ops, yo.

- What the f*ck?

Come on, get the up. It's the ops, man.

- Wait, what the f*ck?

- Yo, get the f*ck up, yo!

The ops out there! What the f*ck?

Ready to run from me, oh

Ooh

(dramatic music)

(g*ns c*ck)

Who's out there?

I don't know.

It's probably one of them punk a*s n*gg*s

you was talking about.

That's who, man.

And you know what? I thought about it.

Don't you ever put your f*ck hands on me.

Shut the f*ck up, babe.

n*gga, where's the clip at?

Where'd the clip go?

- It's upstairs!

Go check upstairs!

You dumb a*s.

- I should f*ck you up.

Would you die for me

(dramatic music)

(g*ns c*ck)

Yo, I don't see anybody.

f*ck.

Yo, Gina, I need you to go upstairs

and get the m*therf*cker.

(dramatic music)

Would you slide for me

Slide for me, slide for me

p*stol on my side

And you right there

ready to ride for me

For me, for me

So close, so close

Would you slide for me

Would you ride for me

Would you die for me

Would you ride for me

I don't see anyone!

p*stol on my side

And you right there

ready to ride for me

They got me f*cked up.

(g*n c*ck)

(dramatic music)

(g*nshots blasting)

Yo gangster, where the f*ck you at?

(engine roaring)

(g*nshots blasting)

Would you ride for me

f*ck!

(dramatic music)

(display beeping)

- Hey you.

- What up, babe?

Where'd you go?

Just driving around, cleared my mind.

Okay, well Gabby's cousin stopped by

and picked up a couple ounces

so we should be fully out by tomorrow.

Who's Gabby?

One of your little

bimbo chicks, you know?

Yeah.

(laughs) You good at this sh*t.

- What?

- Being a trap queen.

I sold the extra two so we

have enough to put up a hand.

A hand? Five kilos?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, f*ck it.

Run it up then, sh*t.

You got a change of heart?

Nah man, I just don't feel like arguing.

Fair enough. I'll put in the order.

It's get money season, baby.

Hey, get money season.

Sneak in there. Get money season.

Yo, have you ever thought of

like stacking up our money,

getting our sh*t together

and getting outta here?

Like, buying a big a*s house and you know,

have some kids or some

sh*t running around?

Leave all this dumb

a*s street sh*t behind.

Get the f*ck outta here.

You been watching too much Disney.

Smart a*s mouth, yo.

Dang.

- Yeah.

But n*gg*s is tired, yo. For real.

Hey.

Serve my family, we'll rise.

FCF.

Hey, g*ng.

Till I die.

We in this for life.

We made the best of it.

Me and you, king and queen.

(haunting music)

Yesterday he was at

Disney World in the parade.

Fellas.

Rollercoasters, having

a good time as we should.

Before we get started,

let's get one thing straight.

It's really lonely out on the streets.

From what I've been hearing by rumor,

you guys have been

getting your asses kicked.

You see the treaty's over.

Paradise is gone.

This is a new era

and if you wanna get paid

you're gonna have to do some work.

You guys owe me some money.

We did some cop work for nothing.

Get a witness to testify.

I'll file a RICO charge.

We'll get a raid warrant

on Tyrone and FCF.

f*ck all that.

These n*gg*s gotta die.

You over here talking about raid warrants

and it needs to have a professional touch.

You and your friends, your boys.

How many?

I got 10 guys.

Professionals.

(g*ns c*ck)

But the tax is going to be heavy

just in case there's

any collateral damage.

I can lie with the best of 'em.

But to tell these families

that their f*cking hero died

f*cking around with some

f*cking ghetto g*ng bangers?

I'm gonna need to put

something in their mailbox.

You feel me, player?

You wanna play this game?

You gotta take what comes along with it.

You feel me, player?

With that S on your chest

See how tough it get

banging on my door

Come and get your head split

With that S on your chest

See how tough it get

Banging on my door

With that S on your chest

Ain't your best

Get your head split

Big split, big split

Pull up with the baddest b*tch

Watch her sh**t 100 clips

She a sh**ter

100, 100, 100

What's up? Is Naomi here?

Who the f*ck are you?

The m*therf*cker that is paying you.

(suspenseful music)

So what you picking up or dropping off?

Well, it depends.

Are you offering?

(door creaks)

Come in.

Thank you.

Alright, alright.

(door clicks shut)

You can have a seat.

Still got that attitude, huh?

Okay, okay.

sh**t.

(dramatic hip hop music)

(haunting vocal music)

So there you go.

Hold it. Hold it like that.

Two hands, not that one sh*t, alright?

This ain't the movies.

Alright? You will get k*lled.

Hold it up.

Hold it straight. Yeah, there you go.

You want to aim, look here.

Put your finger on the trigger.

Make sure you breathing right.

k*ll that n*gga.

(both laughing)

Oh my God. You are a bad influence.

Who?

(laughs) You.

Is it working?

Am I turning you into a bad girl?

No, but I might have

to start pretending.

Well, you better really start pretending

to hold this sh*t up.

(both laughing)

Cherry. Hi.

Woo-hoo!

Your hands, they're,

they're shaking.

What's the matter, Riri?

What?

Because these glasses say

they're 15 cents apiece.

(Dezmyn shouting)

I'm good. I'm focused.

See, I'm an animal when it comes to this.

Finesse queen. (Speaks

in foreign language)

Yes.

But I recall

that you just better behave.

Lost all your cool.

Right there.

Babe, smile. No.

You're the face of this whole place.

Hey.

And no one likes a sour. (Shouts)

Baby.

Pretty.

Yes.

Yes. Good girl.

Riri!

Smile better.

(energetic music)

(group chattering in Spanish)

Welcome to the Alley Pizza Lounge.

What can I get for you?

(guest speaking in Spanish)

I don't think we have it. Anything else?

Tequila.

(guest speaks in Spanish)

And what can I get for you?

Amigo, why don't we

take this conversation,

take it

to the back?

(Dezmyn laughs)

(g*n c*ck)

You be practicing.

Where's Ice?

(dramatic music)

- It's him, that was him.

- No.

If this n*gga finds out

that I talked to him,

Ice is gonna k*ll me himself.

I don't give a f*ck

what Ice thinks, n*gga.

I'll k*ll you right now.

I'll tell Ice I was

selling this sh*t to you

before the treaty.

f*ck that treaty, n*gga.

(suspenseful music)

Get the f*ck up outta here, man.

Well, look who came

out the f*cking fridge.

This n*gga Ice.

What you doing here, p*ssy?

- So you're not gonna say it?

- Take your shirt off.

(haunting suspenseful music)

(footsteps tapping)

Mm, these are good.

No, I'll let you know

when we need three more.

Hey Terry.

Let's talk moolah.

sh*t, for now.

If it wasn't for that f*cking treaty,

I would've been blowing

your f*cking face off.

You know that?

You ask me to play this.

Y'all think y'all rushing on

(g*ns c*ck)

In reality.

- I don't f*ck with that.

- In reality what?

f*ck you FCF n*gg*s, man.

(group chattering)

Say something else.

(g*ns c*ck)

- You hear that?

- Huh?

That warehouse on the east side.

Tattoo parlor.

Tattoo shop.

Barrow Heights.

And then my apartment in Harlem.

See, we have to mix some things up,

but sometimes that's

just how the rhythm flow.

We heard you dealing with some trouble.

I hope this doesn't

interfere with our business.

Your consistency started

to become an asset for us.

Don't be making sh*t

outta sh*t that ain't sh*t

'cause yo, who gives a sh*t?

We do.

You promised us a smooth distribution.

Where there's w*r, there's bodies.

Where there's bodies,

there's a cop right behind

taking a statement.

(solemn music)

(g*nsh*t blasts)

And I

have it under control, right?

(solemn music)

(footsteps tapping)

Cheers.

Tattoo parlor.

- Hey.

Barrow Heights and

my apartment in Harlem.

What'd you think?

See, you have to make

some things up, buddy.

What is this?

So these two fine a*s Dominican men

came into the bar, right?

And Dezmyn took them to the back.

So I figured they must be important.

So I recorded their conversation.

How the f*ck did you do that?

Like I said, I'm a spy.

And wait, this, this, their location

with they drops and all that information?

I listened to it, like, 10 times.

You're a f*cking genius!

Oh my God. This is everything.

So I say that we go to the locations,

take all their f*cking

money, say f*ck Dezmyn,

and go to like, LA, or Miami.

- When did you record this?

Like, an hour ago.

- At the, at the bar?

- Yeah.

(eerie hip hop music)

(dramatic music)

(both speaking in Spanish)

A little booze and concha,

he start acting like me.

The horny wolf. (Howls)

Tanya! What the f*ck?

Tanya, stop acting like a f*cking child.

I'm f*cking hungry. (Speaks in Spanish)

I'm gonna bring you to the motherland.

Selling me the chain. (Laughs)

(dramatic music)

Ah!

[Automated Voice] Voicemail

mailbox is full. Goodbye.

Like, why is this n*gga not answering?

(g*nshots blasting)

What the f*ck?

I'm calling and calling and calling.

f*ck is this about?

Ungrateful a*s n*gga, that's what he is.

(solemn music)

You still getting the voicemail?

f*ck him.

Nah, nah. Don't trip.

He always comes back.

Man, we were a toxic mix.

Ambitions tearing us apart.

Our relationship shattered

and I did nothing to help.

Oh nah, don't beat yourself up.

Our ambitions need to grow

just like seeds in the soil.

And don't let no one dim your light.

That was cute.

Nah, for real. I'm serious.

Do you know you deserve better?

You need a man who will put you first.

Someone who thinks big

and wants the world,

like you.

We will be the king and queen of snowfall

for this whole city.

Tone, I mean

Listen, I think about this every day.

Now I want you to think about it for once.

We'll talk about it later.

Right now let's forget about Ice

and do what's right in front of us.

(gentle sensual music)

(distant siren wailing)

(man speaking in Spanish)

Hey you good?

What's up?

(man speaking in Spanish)

Come on, n*gga.

f*ck!

(g*nsh*t blasts)

(sirens wailing)

- Rihanna!

- No!

Rihanna, get in the car!

Let's go! Let's go!

Get in the car, yo!

First flight tomorrow please.

Yeah, I know.

I'm still pretty shaken up.

I told you the city is trouble.

Yeah, the city is not what it seems.

Thank God he was there to save you.

It could have been worse.

So what's the wait now?

I'm gonna be on the first

flight tomorrow morning.

Good.

And hey look, I'll pay

you back as soon as I can.

You know I will.

Don't worry about it, babe.

Okay, thank you Sammy.

Thank me when you get back.

Yeah, I will.

- Bye, babe.

- Okay.

- Mwah.

- Mwah.

Bye.

- Yeah.

- Okay babe.

(gentle music)

(car horn honks)

Hey, better him than you.

They were good guys, honestly.

No one in this business is a good guy.

You need to get that out your head.

Including you?

I'm not pretending.

So you tell yourself the

same thing, same excuses?

And I'll go to the closest store,

grab the strongest sh*t

and I'll drink it

just hoping, um,

hoping I could black out

enough to where.

I don't pull that trigger.

(solemn guitar music)

I guess I am pretending.

I ain't never said that

out loud to anyone.

You get me?

You got me feeling weird, man.

th*gs don't got feelings like that.

Brycen, life is fragile.

You're better than this.

All it takes is for you

to just move far away.

A new start, like,

with the people who actually

care about you and love you.

See your full potential.

See, I feel good when I'm with you, man.

Because you all, you all pure and sweet.

But.

I'm f*cking bad and everybody

I want you to feel good.

I want you to feel loved and appreciated.

I want you inside me.

(light guitar music)

I say that we go to the locations,

take all their f*cking money.

Say f*ck Dezmyn.

I did say Dezmyn.

f*ck Dezmyn. I'm in the spot.

What's up?

It's so cold I can't

breathe without you

(smooth R&B music)

Um, actually,

I'm gonna run to the

ladies' room really quick.

Um, well, just wait here for me, okay?

Alright, bet.

Make sure you hurry that sexy a*s up.

Mm-hmm.

We will k*ll anyone

Anyone, anyone

Anyone, anyone

Pull up in a black jeep

sil*ncer in my lap

If you love me, show me

that it's more than that

Would you sh**t for me

Let's ride the moon

and sell it back to who

How what you gonna do

(solemn R&B music)

So call back my p*stol,

stay stuck to me

(solemn R&B music)

(cellphone buzzing)

Oh, it's Dezmyn.

Ugh.

- Oh my god.

- I gotta take this.

- What you doing?

I'm sorry.

I'll be, I'll be right back.

(cellphone buzzing)

(light R&B music)

(bell dinging)

(telephone ringing)

Talk to me.

You dead a*s? When?

Everything?

God, how the f*ck?

These n*gg*s, they

gotta, okay, call Buzzy.

Call Buzzy. Call Buzzy.

We going, we going, we going.

I said call Buzzy!

(suspenseful music)

What's happening?

What's happening? What's happening?

Amigos.

(Dezmyn singing)

The wheels on the bus

go round and round

Round and round

Round and round

Right, mami?

(engine roaring)

(energetic music)

- Successful day.

- Yes girl.

Gimme my money

Dezmyn?

Hi, b*tch.

(g*nsh*t blasts)

Sit down! Sit down!

See you in there,

(Dezmyn laughs)

Happy n*gga laughing, b*tch.

You've been making a

lot of trouble for me,

you feckless little b*tch.

I haven't even done anything.

What the f*ck are you talking about?

You f*cking out breed! Where is he?

Ice isn't here. He has a new b*tch.

Stop that! Look at me.

Dezmyn, Ice is not here.

Get the f*ck out!

Open your f*cking mouth!

Hold the g*n.

I want to break your f*cking teeth.

What is his new shorty's name?

Dezmyn, you know me better than that.

Snitching?

This show used to

turn, it was yours then.

Man, what the f*ck

are you talking about?

Are they yours?

Yo, I don't f*cking belong to Ice.

Yes, queen.

Go wash your face.

Dezmyn, get the f*ck out!

Get up! Get up!

Open the door!

Back up off your pocket, baby.

(suspenseful music)

n*gga, is this my controller?

Oh sh*t.

I was supposed to give that

back to you, man, long ago.

n*gga, how you rich and

always borrowing sh*t, man?

And then I gotta ask

to borrow my sh*t back.

I'm rich because I don't

have to spend my money.

Know what I mean?

I see it.

Hey, before I forget,

yo, where my g*ns at?

Yeah, right down there.

You'll see 'em.

- Oh hell no, n*gga.

Man, yo, what the f*ck is this?

Oh snap.

Yo, I gotta tell you,

I had a shorty come over last night.

Oh, this n*gga.

She's a pediatrician.

Yo, I had to hide them last minute

because if she would've saw that,

she would've bugged the f*ck out.

n*gga, I'm about to bug the f*ck out.

Why you using my g*ns to

balance a f*cking table, n*gga?

Well, I would've cleaned 'em

before I gave 'em back to you.

Man whatever, n*gga.

Hell look, man, I need to pick up.

Mm-hmm.

(birds chirping)

We found the Dominicans.

They were splat by the time we got there.

Someone clipped them coming out the bar.

Someone's been running their mouths

a little too f*cking much.

I'm about to put belt

to a*s on these streets.

And show them no mercy.

Just like they've done to us.

Hell yeah.

It's green light on all FCF members.

It's time to up the score.

(door clicks shut)

(footsteps thudding)

Nothing, huh?

You done handed your

five keys to tax free.

You want some? Okay.

We'll send this as a gift.

A gift?

Hey look now, man, we had a nice run.

But it's over.

Over? No, no.

You're not about to just

walk out that scene with me.

Why are you treating me like this?

Everything I do for you, I'm your girl.

Why are you doing me like this?

No.

Look man, you think

this toxic sh*t is real?

Look around, man.

This sh*t ain't, is this all you want?

You selling drugs and

running a bunch of hoes.

No, I don't. Is this about Rihanna?

Oh, damn.

Is she better than me? Huh?

Is she? Where'd you meet her at?

Where? In one of the strip clubs?

One of Tyrone's spots?

- Come on, man.

- Huh?

You're such a f*cking hypocrite.

What is your obsession with change, huh?

What's the? You can't accept change?

Look man, you think you

can't do this without me?

You can and you will because I'm done.

No, no, no, no, no.

And how do you think she's

gonna react when she find out

that you get drunk every night

trying to k*ll yourself, huh?

- You.

- Huh?

What?

You think you think she can

handle that type of baggage?

You m*therf*cking understand why

because you surround yourself

around broken people, right?

To make yourself feel

more powerful, right?

But I see through that f*cking mask.

I do, right?

You out here acting

like you changing lives.

You're not, you destroying 'em.

16 years, yo. 16 f*cking years.

And what about FCF? Huh?

- Come on.

- What about our family, huh?

Listen man, I lost so many

people to this sh*t, man.

That sh*t hurt.

Listen, I made sure, check this out.

They will beat JDN and I made sure of it.

You sound like a b*tch.

Selfish Ice, like always.

- Right, right, right.

- Like always.

Predictable.

Yo, where'd you get

the yayo from, huh? Huh?

You not gonna tell me that.

(suspenseful music)

No. No.

Where you going? No.

Look, get over here.

Come on man.

- No.

- Check this out.

- You know what?

Check this. Look, look.

- Get out.

- Yo. Relax, relax.

- No!

- Listen to me.

- No!

- You're gonna be fine.

No, no I can't do this.

Ice, you don't want me? f*ck you then.

You ain't never gonna be sh*t

but a ghetto a*s drug dealer

with a stripper for mama and no daddy.

So go ahead. Walk out on me.

Walk out on me like you always did.

f*ck you!

(door slams shut)

(solemn music)

(ominous music)

If I'd known the

depth of your influence,

we would have crossed

paths far more often.

Glad you're here

because we're running a special right now.

Something for only those with an eye.

You've crafted yourself a

serious business, Mr. Tyrone.

Only the best for you, Taiena.

Anything less would be invalid.

Reluctant $2 million.

Mm, indeed.

Do we need to count it?

You were very punctual today.

Let's not misspend this

opportunity for your cynicism.

What? Yo speak, English.

Professionals.

But the tax is going to be heavy.

(dramatic music)

(g*nshots blasting)

(g*nshots blasting)

(suspenseful music)

(g*nshots blasting)

(telephone ringing)

Hey girl.

I'm almost done here.

Are you gonna be ready to go soon?

You know I'd pull you out of there

in a heartbeat if I could.

Are you okay?

Honestly, you've got me pacing around

like a worried mom over here.

You're crazy.

Just stay sharp and call

me if anything goes sideways.

I need you to promise me

you're staying safe. Okay?

I'm here if you need backup or

even just a quick sign check.

- Yeah?

- We'll get through this.

See you soon, baby girl.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Bye.

(suspenseful music)

You'd sh**t me? f*ck you!

Let's do it, let's do it.

But it was just a game

That I could never win

Like I designed to hypnotize

Until you caused my end

Your betrayal broke my heart

But gave me a shot

You betrayed me, you betrayed me

You betrayed me, you betrayed me

You betrayed me

(solemn piano music)

Are you f*cking kidding me?

Did you really try to set me up? Coward!

I didn't set you up, man.

(Taiena speaking in foreign language)

Do you honestly believe

I'd be that careless?

You know I'm better than that.

Then f*cking enlighten me.

What the f*ck was that?

Man, what the f*ck? Are you blind?

Did you not see, man?

That was JDN making a move.

No, we should end this.

(speaking in foreign language)

- He can wait.

- No he can't.

It's fine.

(both speaking in foreign language)

Enough, enough.

I still want my cocaine.

And I still want my money.

Fix this or don't

expect any more business.

You got it, girlfriend.

Keep up the bad work.

(solemn music)

We'll blow the top of

these, blow it the f*ck out.

Them JDN n*gg*s, man.

They getting nasty.

We gotta do something about this.

Nah, bro.

Bro, this sh*t was too

tactical for some g*ng sh*t.

Word up, man.

For a moment, I thought

this was the Russians beef.

Huh?

- Hold up.

- What up?

Why would Dezmyn hire

cops for a hit squad?

This ain't no street business anymore.

Damn sure ain't worth 95 keys.

A n*gga making his move.

Is there something

you're not telling me?

I k*lled his plugs.

The Dominicans?

Acevedo brothers, man.

I caught them n*gg*s lacking.

I swear yo, I trusted you

and you pulled this sh*t behind my back?

n*gga, I made a play.

I made a move and we did what we did.

What are you talking about?

Behind your back, n*gga.

You're not thinking, bro.

We're supposed to take their

connect, not k*ll them.

n*gga, what are you talking about?

n*gga, you not thinking.

We're already at w*r.

n*gga, no cocaine

means no f*cking money.

Mm.

So if I stop that, there's no money.

I stopped they a*s. Checkmate.

What are you talking about?

Yo, selfish Ice like always.

n*gga, it wasn't supposed to go down,

make enough bread to skate

up with your new joint.

Leave us behind in the cold.

Come on, man.

n*gga, what?

n*gga, what the f*ck is

you talking about, man?

Ain't nobody leaving you alone.

f*ck is you mean, man?

I made sure everybody is good

and they gonna be good without me.

- We good?

- Yeah.

Everybody going to eat off this.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

- You know what?

- What?

I seen this coming.

What?

I thought I'll be

happy to see a n*gga go,

get away from all this sh*t.

Clear your mind.

Work on your demons.

But honestly? I'm f*cking disappointed.

Naomi deserves better.

n*gga, what the f*ck you

making this about her for, huh?

Making this about this b*tch.

What's wrong with you, n*gga?

Yeah and I know you want to f*ck her too.

Yeah. Yeah.

Calling her on the low,

playing these little mind

games and sh*t like that.

I'm onto you, n*gga.

- You onto me?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

- Is that's what you think?

- That's exactly what I think.

And that's what I know.

- That's all you know?

- Yeah.

- That's all you know?

I ain't your f*cking b*tch no more.

n*gga, you ain't sh*t, man.

f*ck outta here.

You've been a f*cking

gangster all of your life.

And I'm still a gangster, you b*tch a*s.

You've been a f*cking

gangster all your f*cking life.

Yeah, yeah.

And all you want to do is cry over that.

Yeah.

Yo, it don't matter who it is,

as long as it's all about you, folding.

Folding, n*gga? I ain't never fold.

What the f*ck's wrong with you?

- n*gga, what?

- What are you talking 'bout?

n*gga, I built this sh*t.

- You didn't build sh*t.

- Yes I did, n*gga.

What is you talking 'bout? FCF?

What are you talking 'bout?

I stands on that sh*t, n*gga.

I built this family.

You didn't f*cking build sh*t.

And guess what, n*gga?

Guess what?

- What?

I did and I'm f*cking done, n*gga.

You f*cking done?

n*gga, you ain't f*cking done.

Yes I am.

n*gga, you ain't f*cking done.

The only way out of FCF

is a f*cking casket!

Well, then put me in one you b*tch a*s

(g*nsh*t blasts)

(both grunting)

f*ck is you talking 'bout?

b*tch a*s.

- Damn n*gga.

- What's wrong with you, man?

- Damn.

- What the f*ck?

b*tch a*s n*gga.

f*cking b*tch. f*ck.

Yo, n*gga.

- f*ck.

- Yo.

Gonna sh**t you, you broke my jaw, n*gga.

n*gga, you had that sh*t coming.

(telephone ringing)

f*ck outta here.

Man, who is this?

Oh, hello?

What's the price for a bartender?

- Oh.

- Two million in cash?

n*gga.

I got your little jawn, cuz.

Don't you put your

f*cking hands on her, n*gga.

Yeah?

Or I'm gonna f*cking k*ll you.

Same story, different episode.

Bring the cash to the crib, n*gga.

ASAP.

- What?

n*gga, I'm 'bout to f*cking k*ll you.

(dial tone beeps)

f*ck!

f*ck, n*gga.

Yo, what's going on?

Dezmyn, n*gga.

Dezmyn? What about Dezmyn?

He got Rihanna, Rihanna.

- Damn.

- He got Rihanna.

That n*gga a good chess player.

Nah man, this n*gga

not gonna win this, bro.

Not this time, bro.

I'm gonna get this n*gga.

Damn straight, n*gga.

He want you to want in there blazing.

Nah man, but it feels

like my fault, man.

Like, Rihanna in this

situation 'cause of me

and that sh*t's not

sitting well with me, bro.

It's not sitting well with me.

I should have protected her.

But then again and again,

she wouldn't have been safe here either.

She wouldn't have been safe here, man.

f*ck.

n*gga, listen.

Yo, are you gonna ask me or what?

What?

To slide, n*gga.

Nah man, I'm not, I'm not asking.

I've known you since first grade.

You don't ever bang by yourself.

Family come first.

You the only person I know

always eating cereal with no milk.

Is that judgment?

I'm not judging you.

I'm just saying I can grab you some milk.

Got some in the crib.

(dramatic hip hop music)

Hey yo, b*tch boy. Where's your boss?

He's not your b*tch.

How was the funeral?

Hey you tell me, man.

You been to more than me.

Been to a couple.

You been to a couple, huh?

- Yeah, a couple of 'em.

- Yeah.

Tell your homies, huh?

Hey, you could like a little n*gga, huh?

(light hip hop music)

Oh, my man.

What's good? Take a seat.

Got some alcohol, got some hoes.

n*gga, I don't wanna sit with you.

I don't wanna be with you, man.

Where the f*ck my girl at?

Oh, still cold-hearted, I see.

Yeah, n*gga.

You know, I could be cold-hearted too.

- Can you?

- Mm-hmm.

What you gonna do?

(cellphone buzzing)

Shut up.

Hey yo, yeah, where you at, man?

Because I'm tired of

talking to your b*tches.

(suspenseful music)

(Dezmyn shouting)

Your timing is horrible.

n*gga, calm down.

Look, here's the money.

Let us walk.

Oh?

Buzzy, did you check him for a g*n?

n*gga, I ain't got no g*n.

No? How much?

How much do you wanna bet on it?

How, how about two million?

He sold it.

He's ambitious. He's talented.

I'm thinking that maybe

you are on the wrong.

(Dezmyn shouting)

Not from where I'm standing.

That yayo is half of its street value.

I see what you are offering me

are t*tties with no mortgages.

Feisty.

n*gga, this is between me and you.

Let her go!

See, it was hard. It was hard.

I didn't wanna believe it at first.

You are, you are knee deep

with one of my employees.

That's, well, it's just disrespectful.

You stepped on our toes

and then we stepped on yours.

You k*lled some of ours.

We k*lled some of yours.

How many n*gg*s gotta die?

How many? No more gotta

die because guess what?

Take the money, right?

You take this money, let us go,

and you'll never see us again.

And guess what?

- Yeah, yeah.

Guess what? You win.

n*gga, checkmate.

- Checkmate.

- Checkmate, n*gga.

You win. Yeah.

You're right. You know what?

What the f*ck FCF? And I

can't keep you safe forever.

Okay, this is what we're gonna do.

You're gonna, you're gonna keep the money.

(Dezmyn shouts)

But I'm gonna k*ll

your b*tch.

We're not even right at the start!

(g*ns c*ck)

Let's rock and roll!

(g*nshots blasting)

(Dezmyn shouting)

(Dezmyn laughing)

(g*nshots blasting)

(Dezmyn shouting)

(g*nshots blasting)

(dramatic R&B music)

(g*nshots blasting)

Get the f*ck outta here.

(both grunting)

(g*nshots blasting)

(g*nshots blasting)

Gonna make you lose somebody

Gonna make you lose somebody

Gonna make you lose somebody

Gonna make you lose

Got your a*s now, Buzzy.

(speaks in foreign language)

That's my friend!

I don't care about that b*tch.

(g*nshots blasting)

(Dezmyn shouting)

You b*tch!

Hey Kirk Franklin.

I smell p*ssy.

Oh, you could smell yourself, n*gga?

You know, why don't we do this

like when we were kids?

- Huh.

Or would you like to

sh**t me in the back?

Oh no, n*gga.

I'm gonna beat your a*s like I always did.

(solemn music)

(Dezmyn shouting)

It's gonna be okay, alright?

I'm gonna apply pressure here, okay?

(Dezmyn shouting)

Let me sh**t you.

We will see. (Coughs)

Come on, man.

Come on, Tone, pull through.

Come on.

I ain't gonna make it.

Nah, n*gga, don't say that.

No, come on. Come on.

- Put pressure on it.

- Dawg.

No, no, no, no, no.

n*gga, no.

Tell Naomi.

Tell her I love her and

n*gga, I know, man.

I got you.

You a real one for that.

If you go to the house,

get the brain for you and

shorty and this sh*t. (Coughing)

Tone, Tone, Tone!

Tone!

(solemn music)

Hey, it's a new start.

A new beginning.

Don't think about it too much.

(solemn music)

Tyrone was my brother, man.

So he would want us to be happy.

(solemn music)

I can't go in there, man.

You think you can go in for me?

(solemn music)

Hey, keep this warm for me.

f*ck that b*tch.

This is no joke, girl.

You gotta get your a*s over here.

- Yeah.

- Don't waste no time.

Okay? Keep me updated.

As soon as I can find this

stuff, we can hit the road.

I told you the city's

not to be f*cked with.

- I know.

- Okay?

Oh yeah, of course.

I'm gonna hit you when we

hit the road. For sure.

Well, hurry your a*s up then, girl.

- Hold on, Sammy.

- Okay babe.

Hey.

You f*cking Tyrone too?

No. Who are you?

Who are you?

I'm Rihanna.

Rihanna.

(g*nsh*t blasts)

Rihanna? Rihanna?

Hello? Hello?

(dial tone beeps)

(g*nsh*t blasts)

You f*cked everything up.

(solemn music)

You a little bimbo chick though.

- Yeah, you good at this sh*t.

- What?

Being a trap queen.

Yo, you ever thought of

like, stacking up our money,

getting our sh*t together

and getting outta here?

Like, buying a big a*s house and you know,

having some kids or some

sh*t running around?

Leave all this dumb

a*s street sh*t behind.

(solemn music)

Get the f*ck outta here.

You've been watching too much Disney.

Smart a*s mouth, yo.

Yo, what the heck?

- Yeah.

But n*gg*s is tired, yo, for real.

Hey, serve my family more rise. FCF.

- Hey g*ng.

- Till I die.

We in this for life.

We made the best of it.

Me and you.

King and queen.

It's quiet now

Love is a weapon

Hold me like a ghost

And ice

Cold, cold, colder than dead

Cold, cold, colder than dead

(haunting R&B music)

(haunting music continues)

Is it worth it, is it worth it

Is it worth it, is it worth it

Is it worth it, is it worth it

(haunting music continues)

(dramatic music)

Close your eyes, close! (Grunting)

Hang on, hang on.

You left me alive!

(solemn music)