Yeah, never seen him before.
All right, y'all, settle down.
Listen up and pay attention.
My respect has been taken from me.
Who authorized the Colombian hit?
All right.
Without getting too biblical and shit, violence only begets more violence.
It does not beget more money...
which is the reason I thought we were all here in the first fucking place.
Now, I'm going away for a short period of time...
to pay a political debt to our illustrious police department.
And while I'm away, I don't want no fucking drama...
on our streets...
about anything...
by anyone that's going to draw heat...
or attention to us in any way...
unless you have my fucking permission.
Is there any nigga here in Pelham Hall...
that is unclear about what the fuck I just said?
Good.
So now, for all you hearing-impaired motherfuckers...
while Levar's down...
I'm number one.
So now, if you have any problems...
come see me.
Marcus. Come here.
Well, then...
my brothers.
Now, next time you have a problem, you come see me.
See, now you gonna have to take the fall for this bullshit.
- Cops, man, they planted that shit. - No, they didn't.
We know who's doing what.
See, now be careful who you let in your house.
'Cause someone close to you is using.
Soap up.
Being real cheap on the soap.
And y'all can turn the water up a little bit in here.
Yo, man! Guard!
Fight! We got a fight over here!
You saved my life.
Let's go.
Hmm-hmm.
This way. Keep going.
Why?
I don't know. Looked like you needed saving.
What's your name?
Marcus.
Bama. Nice to meet you.
- Bama. You from Alabama? - No, North Carolina.
North Carolina? So why they call you Bama?
I didn't want folks calling me Lina.
Somebody wanted me to kill myself.
Thought about it.
Thought about my mother.
I was in a tomb, just like her...
and I had to find a way out.
I went forward...
made my mark.
It was either express myself or die.
I know I did a lot of bad things in my life...
but from that moment on...
I decided to tell the truth.
And I wasn't gonna back down.
Levar was not expecting things to change.
Deal with it, okay?
But after the shooting, he wasn't gonna pay a little political debt.
He was gonna pay with his life.
Majestic set him up...
and blamed it all on Odell.
This nigga been working for the Colombians.
Betrayed Levar. Cost us money.
Now, how he gonna pay?
Let's pay him in diamonds and gold.
You right, motherfucker. Them shiny-ass motherfucking teeth.
I can't trust you?
Are you working with the Colombians?
Nigga, you the one set up Levar, nigga!
That was you who set up Levar, nigga!
Come on, man! That was you that set up Levar!
Oh, shit.
Everybody relax. We're all friends here.
Levar fucked your bitch!
You got a lot of mouth on you, Odell.
Levar fucked your bitch, nigga!
- Yeah, babe? - Levar fucked Katrina.
Majestic began his rise to the top...
and Dangerous crowned it all with a song.
People got shot.
People disappeared.
And Majestic felt like nobody could touch him.
Yeah, turn my music up.
Turn it up in my headphones a little bit, son.
Yeah, we're gonna have to see.
What up? Yo, Majestic! You! What up, baby?
Yeah. Yeah. It's like this. Come on.
Niggas that pull their heat And get shook, die on the streets
You can't look weak Niggas'll lay you down six feet
And when you lay down You keep an eye open when you sleep
We took the food out your belly, nigga How you gonna eat?
You want me You can find me on the block
See you in the morning.
And I will squeeze off rounds and watch them slugs split your hairpiece
We run these streets Where murderers and gangstas meet
Black skull, nigga
We pull the ice and gold Straight out your teeth up in the NYC
Now you listen, gangster. Listen.
- Where's Majestic? - No, man, no, man!
Tell Majestic we called.
You know, I ain't never trusted folks.
See, where I grew up...
there was a whole bunch...
of jealous cats.
They used to be mad 'cause I was light-skinned, you know?
They used to grab me after school when I was in first grade and be like:
"Smack him and watch him turn red."
So I got me a screwdriver and started carrying that with me to school.
They ain't smack me no more.
- What's wrong with you, man? - I just wanna kill somebody.
- Who? - Anybody.
There's a whole lot of anybodies in the world, man.
You know, I had this image in my head...
of Rick James killing my mama.
I mean that. I know Rick James ain't kill my mama.
He just favored this dude named Slim, you know.
Well, what you got in your head now?
All kinds of images.
It usually goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood When it rains it pours
This is real
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow-tips and Talons When it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers Just because
Niggas ain't playin' When it rains it pours
The Colombians hit back at Majestic by cutting off his supply of drugs.
Eventually, just like Levar...
Majestic had to go shake hands with Delgato.
But neither were happy about it.
One shot, one kill, what's the deal? Yo, what's the deal?
Listen, lil' homie When it rains it pours
Hollow-tips and Talons When it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers Just because
Niggas ain't playin' When it rains it pours
Niggas get set up 'Cause when it rains it pours
End up wet up 'Cause when it rains it pours
What's up?
- You need a manager. - A manager?
In my hood, when it rains it pours
Ain't nothin' changed Niggas doin' the same old shit
Them new hollow-tips And them same old clips
These folks feeling you, man.
- Come on, let me get in my house. - Let me be your manager.
Man, let me in my house. Stop playing and shit.
I'm telling you, this shit hot, man.
You're looking good.
Thank you. I did it for you.
- Did you miss me? - Yeah, I missed you.
Yeah?
How about you? How you doing?
I'm cool. Been staying to myself.
You know. I ain't been doing much talking.
You always have so much to say in your music.
How come you're quiet now?
It's a different part of the brain.
The part you never let anyone see?
I let you see.
- Do you love me? - You know I love you.
- Are you still in love with me, though? - Yes.
I'm pregnant.
- You sure? - Yeah.
You gonna keep it?
Do you want me to?
Yeah.
But, you know, I was just thinking, what about your career?
I just know you love dancing. You won't be able to dance.
I could always dance for you.
- Yo, Marcus! I'm out, man. - You out?
Yeah. If you ever in Cleveland, you look me up, all right?
Take care, man.
Turns out I didn't have to go to Cleveland to meet with Bama.
Yo!
My nigga out?
- What's up, man? - What's up?
I want you to be my number two, man.
I'm out the game, man.
- What out? - I'm out.
- You out of your mind, you know that? - I'm gonna rap.
Justice, tell your boy, man. He talking about he wants to be a rapper.
A rapper?
Yeah, I was writing music while I was in there.
Bama.
So, they let the big old black buzzard out, huh?
Yeah.
They don't know what they did. Shake up the world.
- Who this nigga? - He's my manager.
First of all, I ain't nobody's nigga. I'm his manager, okay?
- Marcus. - Chill, relax, yo.
- Get in the car, man. - Shut the fuck up, nigga.
- Who the fuck you talking to? - Just relax, man.
- You don't know me. - Relax.
- You all right, man? - Yeah, it's cool.
I see you got that little Napoleon thing going on.
I'm gonna be in the car if you need me for anything.
- You all right? - Yeah.
I just wanna, you know, just do my thing.
You know, when you get out that chair...
Junebug gonna sit in it.
You know that, don't you?
I need to watch my back?
You know, you're like family to me, yo.
What's up?
He's rolling with Levar.
- Why don't you let me deal with that? - Shut the fuck up.
Whatever we do, we gotta be sensible about it.
Yo, man, now that we out of the game, how we gonna eat?
We gonna eat. Don't worry about that.
- Management gonna handle all of that. - Management?
Yeah.
- What you doing back there? - What?
What you back there fidgeting for?
It's your car, B, I'll be still.
You're moving again.
What?
There you go. You still at it, man. You still fidgeting.
I don't like people moving behind me, sitting behind me and shit.
You gonna sit back there, you gotta sit the fuck still.
- I don't like that shit. - This motherfucker's crazy, man.
Hey, I just wanna talk to him. I just wanna have a word with him.
- Talk to him, Marcus. - Relax.
Why is he moving around in my back seat?
It's like, man, a motherfucker fidgeting in your car, you shoot first...
- and you ask questions later. - Shoot?
You shoot first and you ask questions later.
You just met him.
He fidgeting, man, I'm right about him. I'm always right.
It's like, when I'm right, I'm right, and when I'm wrong, I could've been right...
so I'm still right 'cause I could've been wrong!
That make sense. Come on.
Say that again?
- Come on, get back in. - It's like, when I'm right, I'm right.
When I'm wrong, I could have been right...
so I'm still right 'cause I could've been wrong, you know.
And I'm sorry, 'cause I could be wrong right now.
I could be wrong right now. But I'm right.
- It's beautiful. - Yeah, it's nice.
I used to come here with my moms when I was young.
After the baby's born, we gonna get our own place?
- Promise? - Yeah.
- Can we get rid of him? - Yeah.
You sure?
Hi.
Thank you.
How is little Antwan?
He's doing pretty good over there.
You call him Antwan? After me?
Antwan.
Nah, nigga, I don't know I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'Cause you know how my squad do
Nowadays niggas snitchin' so much in the street
That you gotta talk to them like they the police
- And you say you got this from who? - Dangerous.
- Dangerous gave you this contract? - Yeah, I fucking told you that.
I don't know who hit the studio And popped your man
Well, this is some slave-ass contract.
The same contract he's under.
You sure you didn't get this from Majestic?
What the fuck you trying to say?
I think I'm saying it.
Nigga, you don't make no decisions. This is on Marcus.
I ain't signin' that motherfucking contract
I ain't a bitch like you I ain't going out like that
Me? I don't play them kind of motherfucking games
You got your answer, man.
- No. - Let's see if Dangerous can take a joke.
Dangerous in the booth But not in the streets
You a Jehovah Witness, nigga!
Your daddy a doctor in Riverdale, nigga, you ain't from the hood.
This can get me killed.
He is talented.
You talk that shit, you don't live that shit, boy.
We got to stop this from getting out there.
"We?"
Fuck you gonna do when I catch your ass without Majestic?
Up you come, beautiful. Up you come. There you go.
There you go, beautiful.
Life is precious.
Tell Marcus to apologize. It's best for everyone.
Motherfucker touched my kid.
Nobody touches my family.
I want security, 24/7.
Done.
Look, Marcus, man, I'm sorry, I don't know how he knew.
I'm gonna kill him.
No, not that way.
I'm gonna humiliate him. Bring him to me.
Let's see what he's got.
It's on now, nigga
Welcome to hell
My hood, there's no telling What they do to you
Across the street from Lucifer, he's only
Man, who's he talking about?
Nigga, turn around and push the button.
You'll be losing your brain
And your boss is a bitch He snitched on Levar
Junebug's a fucking flunky I don't trust him, either
Eeney meeney miney mo Catch a piggy by the toe
Click clack pow, officer down
- He ain't gonna like that. - You know what? Fuck Majestic.
This song is about you.
"Click clack pow, officer down."
He the fucking snitch.
From this day on, he ain't nothing to me.
Nothing.
End it. And get rid of the manager, too.
I don't wanna get anybody killed, man.
Let's go.
Since Majestic couldn't get to us...
he made sure we couldn't get a record deal.
It's Young Caesar.
Fuck, man. This shit is crazy, man. They trying to shut us down.
Fuck it. Why don't we just go back to doing what we do best?
- I can't do that. - I ain't talking about crack.
- I got something else in mind. - What you talking about?
And that's when I made the biggest mistake of my life.
I'm telling you, Colombians are like clockwork, right?
They got a nice little set-up...
to take care of their little paper problems.
So we ain't gotta worry about no five-o or nothing like that, you know?
'Cause these cats ain't trying to draw no attention to themselves.
- See, just like clockwork, Delgato. - Are we doing this?
Yeah, we gonna do it. So, what you think, man?
This is a robbery.
We gonna go in there, we gonna do what we gotta do...
- and we ain't gonna hurt nobody. - For real, man.
- What the fuck is that, man? - It's Spanish.
You don't know no motherfucking Spanish.
What the fuck is qué será? What the fuck are you talking about?
Let that shit ride, man.
I thought I heard my mother call my name.
Turned out it was my grandma.
That's what saved my life.
Marcus!
I told you. Don't never betray me! Never!
Show no love.
Love will get you killed.
You have a gift.
You're a poet.
Don't let nobody take that from you.
Papa!
Eeney meeney miney mo.
Catch a nigga by the toe.
If I was your best friend I'd want you around all the time
Could I be your best friend?
If I was your best friend I'd want you around all the time
Marcus!
Marcus! Marcus!
Roy! God!
Marcus!
Call an ambulance!
- Where's the ambulance? - I called the ambulance. Don't worry.
Fuck the ambulance.
Fight this shit, Marcus! Fight this shit!
Roy, he's gone!
I died in the back of that truck.
What happened? What happened?
He's gone! He stopped breathing!
- What happened to him? - He's shot.
Check his pulse.
More towels! More towels!
Hold my hand.
- No pulse. - Joe, that goes in right there.
Push!
Okay, breathe now. Breathe. Breathe.
Clear.
- Push now, push! - I can't!
Clear.
- No. Nothing. - Okay.
Push!
All right, his eyes are open. All right.
He came. My baby came.
He's okay. He's fine.
He's fine.
Come on, Marcus. Be strong, man. Stay strong.
- Watch his head. - Be strong, man.
- Can I hold him? - Yeah, here he comes.
Look, they threw a party for your birthday, Marcus.
Four-year-old kid. Drive-by shooting. One bullet, he dies.
This guy, riddled with bullets, gonna live.
- Roll of the dice. Yeah, his wife... - Girlfriend.
Yeah, girlfriend, whatever...
she told me she doesn't want us to perform a tracheotomy.
- Why? - I guess he's a singer.
Rapper.
I can't find the bloody remote. Where's the remote?
- You need to eat something. - Just put on your shoes.
- Is it cold down there? - I can walk!
Don't you ever pull a gun on me. What are you doing in the slave ship?
What you got in the bag?
- Anything else on you? - No, man. That ain't for you.
Oh, shit.
Watch out, little nigga, watch out.
- Where'd you get this? - Robbery.
- Where's Marcus? - He's dead.
- He ain't dead. - What?
He ain't fucking dead.
I shot him, like, nine times.
You shot him nine times?
Yeah, Dangerous. Running these streets.
Still got it. Top 40 on the pop lists.
I had nine bullets in me, and Dangerous had a number-one hit.
I feel like I'm losing him.
He's given up.
Is this it?
This. This place? This life?
Is this it for us?
I'm lonely, Marcus.
I know you're in pain. You've always had pain.
And I understood.
'Cause when I used to look at you, it was like looking in the mirror.
Thought I knew you.
But when I look at you, all I see is a weak person.
I feel sorry for your son.
He's just another little black boy with nobody to look up to.
I don't want him to see you like this.
What are you doing?
What?
I can do without anything.
You can do without anything?
Can you do without me?
Can you do without little Antwan?
Talk to me.
Say something.
Charlene. Charlene.
I'm sorry.
No, baby. I'm so sorry.
Move it around some more.
- Feel. - Feel what?
Your tongue?
Is that the fragment?
I wanna feel your body.
Whip your head, boy With the back of the steel
I'll whip your head, boy Your cap could get peeled
I'll whip your head, boy Your ass could get killed
Two niggas in the front Two niggas in the back
That's four niggas ridin' strapped In Grandpa's Cadillac
Stop, stop.
- I sound like I'm slurring? - Yeah, a little bit.
- It's the best one we got, though. - Play it back.
Two niggas in the front Two niggas in the back
That's four niggas ridin' strapped In Grandpa's Cadillac
All right, let's do it again.
I'm up early in the mornin' Tryin' to make a move
We coming in when your shorty Take your lil' one to school
Even though she causes the drama You love your baby mama
I hit her with the Llama To get this cake
Give us the coke, the cash The combo to the safe
Oh, she don't know it Damn, okay, we'll wait
'Cause you can pray for a miracle
What's wrong?
My voice don't sound the same.
It's better.
- It's got more pain in it. - For really.
Keep going, baby.
I'll whip your head, boy With the back of the steel
I'll whip your head, boy Your cap could get peeled
I'll whip your head, boy Your ass could get killed
I'm up early in the mornin' Tryin' to make a move
Comin' in when your shorty Take your lil' one to school
Even though she cause the drama You love your baby mama
I hit her with the Llama To get this cake
I'll whip your head, boy
Top feels so much better than the bottom.
So much better.
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the jewelry store Looking at shit you can't buy
Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the dealership Trying to get a test drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
Summertime White Porsche Carrera is milky
I'm on the grind Let my paper stack when I'm filthy
It's funny how niggas Get to screw-facing at me
Anyhow, they ain't got The heart to get at me
I'll get down Southside's the hood that I come from
So I don't cruise through nobody hood Without my gun
You know the kid Ain't goin' for all that bullshit
Try and stick me, I'm a let off a full clip
Everybody mad When their paper don't stack right
But when I come around Y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down You can hear the system thump
Nigga, when we rollin' rollin' rollin' Shut your block down
Who's your daddy, boy? Huh?
Nigga, when we rollin' rollin' rollin'
Who's your daddy?
I think I know why Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
You have to go back?
Yeah.
There's some things I need the answers to.
I'd rather die like a man than live like a coward.
Majestic really loved your mama.
One day he came to me and asked...
if there was anything between me and your mother...
and I lied to him.
I told him I was only trying to protect her.
It was far more than that.
Your mama didn't want to take my family life from me...
but she gave me everything...
and I took it all.
In the end, I didn't protect her.
Sometimes...
I feel like I killed her myself.
When I first saw you...
you was a little baby.
I couldn't even look you in the eye.
What you saying?
One night, after midnight...
I was sitting here. Word came through that you was gone.
You was dead.
For the first time in my fucking life, I fell to my knees...
and I prayed to God that nothing happened.
So I prayed to your mama.
I asked her to forgive me...
and to talk to God for me to bring you back.
I don't deserve you.
Rocks that I copped From proceeds from the spot
I got the energy to win I'm full of adrenaline
Play the curve and get nauseous Watchin' the spinner spin
I made plans to make it A prisoner of the state
Now I can invite your ass out to my estate
Them hollow-tips bent me up But I'm back in shape
Pour Cristal in the blender Make a protein shake
He's coming, y'all.
Our own Young Caesar is coming back to Pelham Hall...
July 4, 8:00 p.m. Be there.
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Nigga, you gettin' in my way When I'm tryin' to get mine
And I'll buck you
I don't care who you run with Or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
I don't know shit about gymnastics I somersault bricks
Black Talons start flyin' When a nigga flip
Yo, nigga, you gotta turn this shit the fuck off.
What you want me to do? I got this man in the back.
- Stop the crack! - We don't want no more!
- Stop the crack! - Give us back our street!
Papi, do you have any control over your neighborhood?
Don't fucking worry about nothing, all right?
- You gonna let him play this concert? - You worry too much, Mira.
Man, listen to this.
- Stop the crack! - Give us back our neighborhood!
Stop the crack! Stop the crack!
Does he have to do this?
I think he does.
Antwan. Remember, you keep him covered, all right?
All right.
So what's happening, man?
Bye, Nana.
Last time I saw your mother, she was saying goodbye in that front room.
You leave enough protection here?
Yeah, y'all gonna be all right. Yeah.
This one is legally owned.
If it comes down to it, I got a knife in that drawer.
That's all I know. That's all any mother knows.
I'll be okay, Nana.
You can't take that from a person, being a protector.
That's all any man or woman is at the end of the day anyway...
is a protector.
Protector of a child who will one day die.
Marcus...
when I look in your eyes, I don't know what you thinking.
And you've been like that since you were 12...
since the day your mama died.
- I'll be okay. - No...
you will not be all right, Marcus.
I love you, Nana.
Yo, it's sold out! The concert is sold out!
- Hey, come on, man, where you going? - Chill, partner.
Easy. Easy. Easy.
No guns. No arms. We come in peace.
Everybody's friends here, right? Everybody just relax.
Can I have a word in private with you, man?
You really wanna go through with this?
You wanna go out there and diss me in my own hood?
In front of my own people?
You know I can't let you do that, Marcus.
Here's what I can do.
I'll let you come out there, take a picture with me.
- Show some respect. - No.
He said no.
You know I love you.
You're a stubborn motherfucker, just like me.
Rule number five: Show no love.
Love will get you killed.
You know, I really loved your mom.
Give me a hug, man.
But, you know, before she died...
I fucked her, and then I killed her.
This is how I killed your mama!
Beat him! Fuck him up, man!
Get your ass back, man! He's just fucking with you!
This guy's a fucking joke!
How you know that shit's true?
Shut the fuck up! I can't hear shit!
- Marcus, calm the fuck down! - I'll kill you, motherfucker!
Start the fucking show! Start the show!
- Get back, man. - I loved her, man.
I didn't mean to hurt her, man. I loved her.
Man...
I love you, man. I love you.
Let's do this.
I can't let you go out there, nigga! I can't fucking let you go out there!
You kill me, Marcus. Come on, man.
You do it.
Come on.
I been looking for my father all my life.
I realized I was looking for myself.
I felt like I was walking away from the old me...
and the new me was being born.
It's Young Caesar!
What's up?
America got a thing For this gangsta shit, they love me
Black Chukkas, black skullies Leather Pelle Pelle
I take spit over Raymo shit I'm a fan
Got the silver duct tape On my.38 handle
The women in my life Bring confusion and shit
So like Nino in New Jack I holler "cancel that bitch"
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggas around me so cold Man, my heart done froze
I build an empire on the low, the narcs don't know
I'm a weatherman, I take that coca leaf And make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dope Watch it go out the door
O after O, you know Homie, I'm just triple beam dreamin'
Niggas be schemin' I fiend to live the good life
The fiends are just fiendin'
Conceal my weapon nice and neat So you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out The question for me
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Nigga, you get in my way When I'm tryin' to get mine
And I'll buck you
I don't care who you run with Or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Its a hustler's ambition Close your eyes, listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumpin', shotgun dumpin' And drama means nothin'
It's part of the game Catch me in the coupe, switchin' lanes
Or in the jeweler's, switchin' chains
I upgrade from 30 BS to clean VS
Rocks that I copped From proceeds from the spot
I got the energy to win I'm full of adrenaline
Play the curve and get nauseous Watchin' the spinner spin
I made plans to make it A prisoner of the state
Now I can invite your ass out to my estate
Them hollow-tips bent me up But I'm back in shape
Pour Cristal in the blender And make a protein shake
I'm like the East Coast's number one playboy, B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you He ain't got shit on me
The Feds watching me Icy, they can't stop me
Racist pointing at me: "Look at Niggerace." Hello!
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Nigga, you get in my way When I'm tryin' to get mine
And I'll buck you
I don't care who you run with Or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
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