01x02 - Street Matrix

[bunniefuu]

[a*tillery] Hey, blood,
run that sh*t back.

[♪ Music plays]

Man. This f*cking good.

You've been saying DG needs producers.
You think you could get this to him?

n*gro...

[g*nsh*t]

[James]
You're not Wanda, n*gga.

You ain't got no g*dd*mn
business in the rap game.

-You wanna try it, huh?
-Get in there.

He just dropped that song about the
cop who got k*lled a few weeks ago.

Bring me a*tillery with a new song,
then we can talk about a production deal.

[Leon] You're gonna walk Lamar
straight into that same buzz saw.

And when he get hurt,
what's that gonna do to you?

This is about you. We gotta
bring a*tillery some real player sh*t.

[music starts]

♪ These are life and times of a
rider Life and times of a rider ♪

♪ Survival is vital ♪

♪ These are life
and times of a rider ♪

♪ And motherfuck the
other siders ♪ -♪ Yeah ♪

♪ These are life and times
of a rider ♪ -[distant clamoring]

♪ Life and times of a rider
Survival is vital ♪

[clamoring intensifies] -♪ These
are life and times -of a rider ♪

♪ And motherfuck the other
siders ♪ -[indistinct shouting]

[g*nsh*t echoes]

-[whistling]
-[distant clamoring]

[partygoer] Hey, blood,
back in the party here.

[James] How'd I let you
talk me into this sh*t, cuz?

[Lamar] Wait. Hold on. Relax.
We gotta enjoy what we do.

[James] Shut the f*ck up. Walk.

♪ As I look up at the sky ♪

♪ My mind starts tripping
A tear drops my eye ♪

♪ My body temperature falls ♪

♪ I'm shaking, and they
breaking Tryna save the Dogg ♪

♪ Pumping on my chest
and I'm screaming ♪

♪ I stop breathing
Damn, I see demons ♪

♪ Dear God,
I wonder can you save me? ♪

♪ I can't die My boo boo's
'bout to have my baby... ♪

[chuckles] That was amazing.
That was amazing.

[James] Lamar, do you know how
serious that sh*t was back there?

Yeah, it was...
it was intense. [chuckles]

That's what a*tillery was
rapping about. That was the song.

Were you even paying attention
when we was in the house?

Huh?

Did you see anybody that was
gonna be a problem for us in there?

Did you check to see
if there was a back door?

[Lamar] I get it.

[James scoffs]

Streets are dangerous.
I'm just a freak.

-I can't do nothing without you.
-[Wanda] Nobody said all that.

But, Lamar,
if we really gonna do this,

and we just proved we can,
then you need to listen.

-Really?
-[James sighs]

[Lamar]
Did you not just see that sh*t?

I resurrected him, n*gga!

[laughing]

a*tillery came out holding his
wounds and bleeding and sh*t, n*gga.

Oh, my God! [laughs]

Wanda, you know you're not
making my job any easier, right?

I guess the n*gga can rap.

I'll give him that.

I guess y'all
little song was kinda hard.

-[Lamar chuckles]
-[James sighs]

Stop me by the store 'fore
you drive me to the studio.

Please?

[sighs] DG gotta know.

We back on.

[♪ "No More Lies" playing]

You know they recorded
this song right f*cking here?

[chuckles]

Seeing them mix that sh*t
down and put it out...

n*gga, that's the reason
why I bought this place.

Figured I could bring
the music biz to me, you know?

[chuckling]

Man, what the f*ck is
wrong with Black people?

These n*gg*s got light
stacks every time they pay up.

Tell J June I ain't
fronting him sh*t no more.

-You hear me?
-They're testing you.

The more
you hand off your business,

the more you're gonna
get paid in light stacks.

You's a gangster
or a lawyer, Vance?

With a bulletproof vest.

-[laughs]
-[Leonard sighs]

I keep forgetting.

As long as the juries don't.

[laughing]

[Leonard] But seriously, my
client can help with all of this.

If you're really serious
about focusing on music.

Tell him I appreciate it.

But for now...

[clears throat]

let's keep
that wolf in the woods.

-Okay.
-[banging on door]

The f*ck?

This b*tch got
the nerve to show her face.

[turns off music]

b*tch better have knee
pads. [laughs] -[buzzer sounds]

-You got something you wanna say to me?
-[Wanda chuckles]

I should throw that pie
in your f*cking face.

-I wish you would.
-Yeah.

-You want an apology or money?
-[chuckles]

Darryl...

I did it.

I saved the deal. I got
Lamar and a*tillery together.

a*tillery?
That n*gga still lives?

Indeed. And you should have
seen him less than an hour ago.

That sh*t was magic!

We were in a*tillery's house,
full of Bloods.

Lamar's music came on.
a*tillery came out rapping.

[laughs]

[stomps foot]

It was everything
I thought it was gonna be.

[Leonard scoffs] Okay.

You should have seen it.

And...

I picked the sample.

[stomping feet]

-[inhales deeply] Whoo!
-[chuckles]

You telling the truth, ain't you?

I wouldn't lie to you, baby.

Darryl,

I saw money falling from the sky.

[♪ Theme music playing]

[♪ Music ends]

[♪ Blues harmonica,
beat boxing tune playing]

[♪ Continues playing blues
harmonica, beat boxing tune]

[hushed] Psst! Yo!
Come on! Come on, man!

[♪ Tune ends]

[♪ Music playing]

♪ Red Chucks, burgundy fleece
Baggies with a crease ♪

♪ Loaded GL*CK always in reach
Even when I'm asleep ♪

♪ Suckers creep
But got this beat ♪

♪ Till they in the sheet
Bittersweet ♪

♪ It's him or me
May he rest in... ♪

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

W-Why did you stop?

That was great, man.

[a*tillery]
The next one's gonna pop off.

Let me run it back.

[♪ Music playing]

♪ Red Chucks, burgundy fleece
Baggies with a crease ♪

♪ Loaded GL*CK always in reach
Even when I'm asleep ♪

♪ Suckers creep
But got this beat ♪

♪ Till they in the sheet
Bittersweet ♪

♪ It's him or me
May he rest in peace ♪

-[Lamar] That was really good.
-[chuckles]

-Yeah.
-Oh, my God.

This sh*t finna put
the hood on notice, blood!

[grunts]

Damn, that sh*t hard.

f*ck!

-You good?
-Yeah.

Damn. You ain't got no, like,
Vaseline, tape or nothing?

Ooh.

-n*gga, stop staring.
-sh*t, sorry.

I'm cool. This sh*t
just itch like a m*therf*cker.

That sh*t look
infected like a m*therf*cker.

-Wanna smell it, n*gga?
-Nah, I'm good.

[a*tillery laughs]

[Lamar] Oh, no. No, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

No, no, no, no, no, no.

My grandmother does not allow
alcohol in this house, okay?

She probably don't allow Bloods
either, n*gga. Yet here I am.

Point. Besides, she ain't even
here, and Big Daddy out back.

Doesn't matter. She's gonna
walk in, she's gonna smell it.

-She's uncanny, bro.
-[a*tillery] "Uncanny"?

[laughs]

Yo, I knew your sweater-wearing
a*s was into comics.

[Andy] All right.
So what we laying down next?

Hey, let's do
some sh*t for the eses.

f*ck it. Might as
well go full LA with it.

Yeah. Yeah, I like that.

And maybe we sample doo-wop?

-Yeah.
-Let me see what we got.

Man, f*ck the hood. We finna put
the whole city on notice with this.

-[♪ "Rydah" plays]
-♪ Oh, yeah ♪

[rapping along] ♪ Muthafuck the
police You gon' respect my get down ♪

♪ Sawed-off 12-gauge Make
the biggest n*gg*s sit down ♪

-Boom!
-♪ Demons lurking ♪

♪ Dyin' to put in work
They never clock out ♪

♪ f*ck! I just heard the feds
hit my uncle's rock house ♪

♪ Pushin' up central
Head on a swivel... ♪

[song stops]

Yo, what the f*ck are
you doing in my house, cuz?

-James! Stop, stop, stop.
-What's up with this n*gga?

-Move out the way, Mar.
-Stop. Relax. Relax!

-Sup? Move, Mar.
-James, calm down.

-Get the f*ck out the way, Mar.
-Chill, please.

Can we agree not to squabble
up in the n*gga granny house, fool?

[Lamar] Please.

Man, n*gga, just bounce.

You don't...
You don't have to go.

[a*tillery] I'll bounce.

Don't try to sneak me
when I walk by either.

Yeah, I-I-I'ma vamp too.

What the f*ck?

What's wrong with you, cuz?

Why the f*ck would you blow
my session like that?

-Don't put your m*therf*cking hands on me!
-Or what?

What, you f*cking crazy?
Playin' with me, cuz?

I'll f*ck...

[breathes heavily]

f*ck, Mar!

What the f*ck
was your plan, n*gga?

You was gonna walk him to the
bus stop in a Crip neighborhood?

Told him you'd give him a ride.

[scoffs]

I'll give him a f*cking ride.

This whole
f*cking family is wack.

Look, Mar...

Mar, just, uh, make sure you go
tell Gerty with your grown a*s.

Just leave me
the f*ck out the middle of it.

[plays note]

[♪ "Everybody Wants
To Rule The World" playing]

♪ Welcome to your life... ♪

[Jenny] I wish I could explain
what it felt like to grow up here.

When my father bought this house,

Laurel Canyon was
ground zero for rock and roll.

I'm talking about an expl*si*n of
talent in music that was undeniable.

Everyone knew history
was happening, you know?

It was truly
an artists' community.

They all wrote here, loved
here, f*cked here, drugged here.

Some even died here.

But that's what
built my dad's label.

That's what it means
to be signed to Macroscope.

[Wanda] I wanna do that.

-Do what?
-What y'all did here.

I wanna do that in
Inglewood, Compton, Watts.

You mean with rap?

Yeah.

[laughs]

Rap ain't rock and roll.

But we can make some money
trying to find out, right?

Mm-hmm.

[sniffs]

[sniffs]

Do you want a treat?

[chuckles] What, is this,
like, a Black thing? [sniffs]

No partying?

[laughs]

Uh, so, your pops used to
be the plug, and now he ain't.

Pressure always
hits the middleman first.

I mean, now you gotta
find a new jug, and...

-I'm it.
-Stop scaring our white lady, please.

It's fine.

She's not wrong.

I mean, as soon as my contract's
up, my dad's gonna push me out,

so the trades can
call my replacement,

"Breathing new life
back into the label,"

even though they're the ones
that drove it into the ground.

But we want to do a deal
with Black Banner.

I figured we'd start
with a single with your artist.

Why not push in
all the chips with us?

Give us more than a single.

A single is all my chips.

Look, DG played me the new
track. I can work with it.

First thing you need to do:

sign the talent.

I know you think
it'll be a breeze,

but until
the artists are on paper,

everything
that can go wrong, will.

[stammers] The first thing is,
tell Wanda how she fits in this.

I just think you're amazing.

And yeah, Darryl
should take care of you.

I suggest head of A&R.

Hell yeah.

f*ck no.

Jenny, stop playing.

I mean, let's be serious.

The whole reason
this all came together

is because this pretty young
thing walked into your life.

Why not just pay her?

[sighs]

Fine.

A&R.

Thank you, Darryl.

♪ Everybody wants
to rule the world... ♪

Let's go before
they fire this white woman.

I'll get Lamar to sign.

a*tillery shouldn't be a problem.
He's ready to do anything.

You think I'm going to a*tillery?

After that n*gga
called me a vulture.

[scoffs]
Ballers be so emotional.

You're not the star in
this situation, Darryl. He is.

So go.

Make your star feel good.

You been rich that long, huh?

You forgot what
moments like this mean.

This contract is power.

When you hand this to a*tillery,
you'll be delivering his dreams, Darryl.

-Pull up in your fancy car.
-[chuckles]

-Be charming.
-[laughs]

Treat him like...

a n*gga who can
move a hundred keys.

He'll love you.

You know, you got
a cold mouthpiece, girl. Jesus.

We got a real chance to
do something here, you know?

[exhales deeply]

[Wanda] I told you.

[line rings]

[Wanda, on phone]
Lamar, guess what?

[♪ "I Get Lifted" playing]

[laughs]

It-It's real now.

It's... It's real.

After all these years,
I finally get a chance to be...

[sighs]

The music...

The music, it passed
down from Big Daddy to Mom

to James and then to me,

and you just want me to waste it?

What are we supposed to do?
Do nothing?

[Gerty sighs]

What is the point of you even
buying me that music equipment then?

You're really trying to trust
Wanda with your future, huh?

Why shouldn't I?

Because when you were 12,

you let Wanda talk you out
your Christmas presents,

and she sold them for crack.

That's why.

That's not Wanda anymore.

-That's not...
-I don't want it back in my life, Lamar.

It cost too much.

I just... I don't.

Lamar...

[lawyer] Running a legal clinic
was never going to be easy.

Yeah, but how we keep
losing on every single case?

It only gets worse.

The country's had it.

Yeah, well, the country did it.

We got donations
drying up with every drive-by.

These churches got no
love for these gangbangers.

-I mean, I understand though.
-[laughs]

You're a good man.

And I owe you the truth.

You can't win paying
for appeals on bad cases.

You know how this goes.

[door closes]

-[Wanda] Lee!
-[banging on door]

Lee! [chuckles]

-This girl crazy.
-[papers thud]

You are looking at the new head
of A&R at Black Banner Music.

-And what does that mean?
-It means I won't be broke no more.

You know, I should've known your
crazy a*s was gonna prove me wrong.

I actually need some help.

I gotta take this
contract over to Lamar's.

So I was wondering if you could have
one of these lawyers take a look at it.

-They don't do that kind of work.
-sh*t.

I wanna sound like
I know what I'm talking about

when I get in front of Big Daddy.

Well, Mama, she the one
you need to worry about.

Well, I gotta
block that out of my head.

Anyway...

Thank you, Lee.

Oh. I know I'm supposed to
get the boxes out your house,

but as you can see,
I been grinding.

Bye, Lee.

I'll see you later.

[door closes]

[Darryl] Unbelievable.

You keep waiting around
on a*tillery like I don't rap.

My sh*t way harder than blood's.

n*gga got you out here waiting
like you ain't who you is.

It's crazy.

Dude disrespectful.

So you rap, huh?

Do I.

[♪ Hip-hop playing
over speakers]

[hydraulics whirring]

[music stops]

g*dd*mn.

n*gga, you took so long, I was
about to sign this sh*t for you, blood.

-Whatever, n*gga.
-Sup, fool?

Got this man waiting.

Told you I had the deal lined up.

-Yeah, aight.
-Let's go.

[sighs] All right,
sign on the dotted line.

Hey, hold on. Hold on, blood.

Yeah, let's wait on Dara.

n*gga, since when
does the money wait?

It's cool. She right behind us.

None of you ballers smoke?

That's why we rich.

[chuckles]

You okay?

[car door closes]

Hey, Big Daddy.

[Big Daddy]
What's got you smiling so big?

Life.

Where's the lady of the house?

She off terrorizing somebody
in the neighborhood.

Hey, Mr. Preston told me
you got let go.

I was gonna tell you,
but I was scared.

You the only one ain't
never been scared of me.

sh*t, except for
when you grab that belt.

And don't whoop me for cursing.
I'm grown now.

[laughing]

[sucks teeth, sighs]

Lamar!

Who's your favorite cousin?

Since you was a kid,
you wanted to be Quincy Jones.

What's wrong?

Can I take this contract then,
or do you have other options?

n*gga, there's
always other options.

Who are you exactly?

I'm the one
that fed him and protected him

and paid for those little rap songs that
made you decide to come take him away.

[Darryl] Hmm.

There it is.

The ghetto blade,
right in the back. [laughs]

How much?



That's how much
he's worth to you?

Okay.

Cool.

That contract though,

I'ma need that now.

You know what?



[Darryl chuckles]

[Darryl] Okay.



Thirty sends you back to sh**ting
at n*gg*s across the street, right?

[whistling]

Unbelievable.

The best move you can make
right now is letting this go.

I promise you that.

Dirty lowlife m*therf*ckers.

Don't move, m*therf*cker.

-[all clamoring]
-[Darryl grunting]

[gangster]
That's my m*therf*cking watch.

Hey, look, strip this n*gga.

Bring me the m*therf*cking chain!

[Darryl grunting]

[♪ Tense music playing]

[Wanda]
n*gga, you put hands on Lamar?

Hey, give me back my shoe.

Hey, calm
your tough a*s down, cuz.

That little n*gga ain't had no
business running to no female anyway.

You saw it.
You saw what it could be.

[sighs]

f*ck you.

[pager beeping, vibrating]

Hating on me will not make Big Daddy
forget what you did in them streets.

So, we really want to
start bringing up past, Wanda?

[scoffs]

Touché.

-[sighs]
-[shoe thuds]

You know while
you was asleep at the wheel,

this little n*gga brought
a*tillery to this house?

All y'all fall for that sh*t when
he hit you with them Bambi eyes.

But, Wanda, listen to me,

the little n*gga arrogant,

and he don't know sh*t, and all you
doing is feeding the monster, cuz.

That's why he needs you. n*gga,
you the other half of this sh*t.

-[pager beeping, vibrating]
-g*dd*mn.

sh*t.

DG never beeps 911.

[rotary dial whirring]

-Darryl.
-b*tch,

-get your a*s over here right now!
-Wait, DG. What happened?

If you don't find me
before I f*cking find you,

it's the end for
your punk a*s, b*tch!

sh*t.

I gotta go.

[♪ Tense music playing]

Hey. sh*t. [panting]

-Get your f*cking a*s over here!
-Wait!

I'ma f*cking k*ll you! You f*cking
hear me? I will f*cking k*ll you!

-Have you lost your mind?
-I don't know what you're talking about!

-I promise, Darryl!
-I will f*cking k*ll you!

-I don't know what you're talking about!
-You sent me to a*tillery,

-knowing I don't f*ck with those peons.
-What?

f*cking g*ng-banging-a*s
garbage m*therf*ckers!

I didn't set you up!

Yes, you did, taking
my kindness for weakness.

I want the names of every
single one of them red rags.

I already know Dara, Keith, that
black-a*s n*gg*r with the perm.

-I want all of 'em. Every single soul!
-[breathing shakily]

I don't know
what happened. I don...

-Names, b*tch...
-[gasping]

or I start
with the f*cking hammer.

-You f*cking hear me?
-Darryl, Darryl. Hey, hey, hey. Hey.

[Wanda gasping, coughing]

You can't do this in front of me.

-Then bounce.
-All right. Just, just, just...

Hold on, hold on.

-Find your mind. Darryl, calm down.
-[breathing deeply]

Okay, this?

This is what you are trying to
transition away from to the music.

-Business. Both of us.
-Bounce!

You're upset. I get it.

So let me call someone
who can handle this,

and you stay clean.

-n*gga, f*ck this music deal.
-I understand.

-f*ck Dara and f*ck all them Bloods.
-Okay.

And f*ck you, n*gga!

f*ck you!

-Okay.
-[Wanda] Vance.

Vance. Vance!

[breathing shakily]

Darryl, Darryl, wait!

-Darryl. Darryl, wait.
-Leon is here.

[sighs, chuckles]

[Darryl sighs]

[♪ Tense music playing]

[Darryl] So after all that, you
see why I gotta do what I gotta do?

I see you think that.
Don't mean I agree with it.

I made some calls.
I know what happened.

You let your ego
get you in a cross.

You got ten levels on Dara,
but look at you.

My n*gga, me and you ain't
nothing like them g*ng members

any more than a pawn like a king.

You gotta be
bigger than that sh*t.

Who the f*ck are
you kidding, n*gga?

Do I need to remind
you of your street pedigree?

-Why you build all this then?
-'Cause I could.

And now that you have, you wanna
run back to the same street sh*t?

k*ll a few n*gg*s
that was going to die anyway?

What are you really doing
besides f*cking up this rap sh*t?

You gonna k*ll a*tillery too?

Then what?

I wish you wasn't
out the game, Lee.

We could've
really made some moves.

But you are.

And what about Wanda?

Either she's a queen or a pawn.

We'll see.

I'd k*ll you about her.

You at a dead end.

I've been there.

But ain't no more moves to make

outside the one you about
to burn down with Macroscope.

What you mean?

I know who on the other
side of that dope, homey.

Trust me,
you don't wanna meet them.

How about this?

You bring me
a situation I like...

maybe...

I hit pause.

This bullshit aside...

I wouldn't mind making
some money with a*tillery.

sh*t...

I wanna be famous
and f*ck h*s like Whitney.

I can't work miracles,
but I'll do what I can.

Let me be clear.

I ain't copping no pleas.

Not with them. Not with you.

Wanda's safe
because I believe her.

If you can smooth it out, and I
can make some money, I'll wait.

-Wait?
-It's the best you get.

But if a*tillery leaves my label

or Dara ever
talk to me sideways...

I'ma buy g*ns for their enemies
and enjoy the blood.

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[James] What's up?

You want a chip?

I always thought
we was gonna do this together.

I don't know why, man.

I was thinking about when we
used to play piano together at church,

and then we would come home and we
would listen to records together all day.

And you're telling me that you
saw me doing this by myself?

You... You couldn't have.

Because I can't
do it without you.

That's why you get so mad.

[sighs]

Did, um...

like, Mama G ever...

talk to you about the history
of, like, all this music stuff?

You know how country they are.

"Oh, your... your mama was a musician.
Your parents died in a hit-and-run.

I'm sad. Don't ask me sh*t
about it ever again in life."

-Oh, hell yeah.
-[both chuckle]

That sound like them.

So what's that,
the Macroscope deal?

This is it.

Well, let me see it, n*gga.

Looks official. [scoffs]

n*gga, you signed
this sh*t already?

Yeah. W...

[scoffs]

Yeah, all right.

James.

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[♪ Hip-hop tune plays]

Dara know she f*cked up.

She down to politic
the situation with DG though.

So what's the catch?

We gotta meet her and
her uncles on neutral ground.

So we picked Louis's.

-I can't stand Compton.
-[people whooping]

Spent one of my worst nights out
here with two soulless m*therf*ckers.

I'd rather drop you off at
Vons and handle this sh*t solo.

This ain't gonna be the story
of how little Wanda had

to run to Leon to save her deal.

sh*t, I know these streets
just like you.

But you don't know this gangster
sh*t like me, and that's what this is.

[♪ Tense music plays]

I'll circle the block.

[♪ "I Only Have
Eyes For You" playing]

[countertop bell dings]

n*gga, so tell me why the other
day, right, we up by the park,

driving by
the Liquor Barn with D,

we finally see this
b*tch-a*s n*gga at the light?

She was saying, D, like 20 years?

-Yep, like 20 years.
-Like 20 years, Bulky, right?

Finally see this b*tch-a*s
n*gga, so I bounce right up,

"b*tch-a*s n*gga,
what's up now?" You feel me?

Pop right up on him. He square
up like a female, n*gga.

Feel me? You know me,
I'm ready for him, though.

So we start getting down.

You know, I'm fresh
out the county, n*gga.

Got my motherfuckin' squabbles up.
You feel me? I'm ready for him, right?

So I'm laying my
m*therf*cking demo down, Bulky.

I'm boom, bop, bing,
bing, bing! You feel me?

Hit the n*gga with a cold one.

-He get to shaking and sh*t, feel me?
-[laughing]

Earthquake by the body. Don't
know what the f*ck goin' on, right?

So I kick the n*gga one more
time, I bends down and I tell him,

"Bo, when I was six,
your square a*s was like 13."

I was coming out
this same liquor store,

"and you took my honey
bun and called me a b*tch."

And I ran that n*gga pockets and
went and bought a honey bun with that!

-Honey bun!
-[all laughing]

-Don't ever f*ck with me.
-Gonna be f*cked up.

[Dara]
Damn, he came up here solo.

That's a confident
m*therf*cker right there.

[gangster]
Yeah, he a gangster fo sho.

Lee, you met my nephew Drop?

He the sh*t around here.

Wanda.

[countertop bell dings]

[♪ Doo-wop song plays faintly]

Y'all here on my watch.

Be cool.

What you asked for.

Why you do him like that?

Extortion a part of the game,
but humiliation?

That was personal.

I didn't like the way he made
me feel when he talked to me.

He do run his mouth.
You ain't wrong.

But why does that matter when
there's business to be done?

Money or w*r. Can't be both.

Well, I don't know sh*t
about money.

Then learn.

You don't wanna get
left behind, all right?

I ran your file, and you smart enough
to know that taking this is a short play.

What's the long?

Where's the contract?

I can tell you ain't
never been in the deep end.

-You scared.
-Of DG?

I've seen what happens
when someone like DG

pay a cute
little fine m*therf*cker

to roll up on one of
these n*gg*s you got up here.

She gonna bat her eyes,
f*ck 'em like crazy,

hand 'em, like, 10,000 and a clean
p*stol to put a b*llet in your back.

Or 20,000. Or 30.

It really don't matter.

You and I both saw it, Dara.

When that music came on and a*tillery
started rapping, a new world opened up.

-And we gotta grab onto that sh*t now.
-How?

[Wanda] Manager.

We'll put it on paper.

Make it official business.

If I agree...

you gonna put your name
behind this truce?

On everything I do.

All this for your
little girlfriend, huh?

[chuckles] He my ex.

Gangbangers, dope dealers,
hookers and hoboes.

sh*t finna be crazy.

[♪ Dramatic music playing]

[whistles]

Look.

I love you, and I'd do anything
for you, and I've proven it.

But don't you ever put me
in this position again.

[engine starts]

[gears shift]

[♪ "Whoop! Whoop!" playing]

♪ g*dd*mn, that n*gga Kam
back on the scene ♪

♪ With the brown and black
on the same team ♪

♪ The rap game
seem so f*cked-up ♪

♪ If a real n*gga ever got in
he probably lucked up... ♪

It's as simple as that.

We gotta get sh*t handled.

Here he is.

-[buzzer sounds]
-[door unlocks]

[door closes]

[client] I heard you got
some n*gg*s need handling.

That I do.

Well, point 'em out, n*gga.

Let's get it popping.

[♪ Song continues]