okay, baby?
- Okay. - Shug.
Feel that.
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
When you tryin' to get this money For the rent
With the--
Can I say "for"?
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
Will cause a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
Will have a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
Push that shit out.
Come on.
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
Will cause a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
Will have a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
That's it right there. That's the money take.
- You got that? - Hold on, we gonna see in a minute.
Hey, D, I wanna do one. I wanna put one down.
No. Hush up, Nola.
- You got that, or don't you? - Hold on, hold on, hold on.
We got something. We need to work. Y'all need to leave the studio right now.
- Did I fuck up? - You didn't fuck up. Just go.
Hey, Shelby, close the door. We need to work.
This is my motherfucking house, man.
Ain't that some shit?
Come on, fuck all that, man.
You're on, dog.
I
All right, D. We about to lay you down now, man.
That means we got a fixed length, right?
So that means don't say no more than what you got on that pad.
- I got you, man. - Nola, kill the fan.
Hold on, hold on.
Shelby, you hear that?
Yeah. What is that?
- One of y'all leave the TV on? - No.
Goddamn.
This day is really starting to fuck with my mode, man.
Hey, man, R.L. over here?
R.L., look, man, I'm sorry to disturb you and all.
And I know you and me,
we done had words in the past and some of them weren't too friendly.
But right now, man, I got some shit taking place in my crib
that just requires a little bit of silence. You know what I mean?
Now, I'd never demand of you, I can only request...
...with a gesture of neighborly friendliness, you know what I mean,
that you please, please consider the mute button just for a spell, man.
All right, man.
- Stand by, everybody. - Standing by.
I'm standing by.
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
Will cause a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
Will have a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
With my eyes, I done seen Some crazy things in the street
Got a couple ho's working On the changes for me
But I gotta keep my game tight Like Kobe on game night
Like taking from a ho don't know No better, I know that ain't right
Done seen people killed Done seen people deal
Done seen people live in poverty With no meals
It's fucked up where I live But this is how it is
It might be new to you But it's been like this for years
It's blood, sweat and tears When it come down to this shit
I'm trying to get rich 'fore I leave up out this bitch
I'm trying to have things But it's hard for a pimp
But I'm prayin' and I'm hopin' To God I don't slip, yeah
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
You ain't know, nigga
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
You ain't know, nigga
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
You ain't know, nigga
Will cause a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
You ain't know, nigga
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
You ain't know, nigga
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
You ain't know, nigga
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
You ain't know, nigga
Will have a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
You ain't know, nigga
Man, it seems like I'm duckin' Dodgin' bullets every day
Niggas hatin' on me 'Cause I got ho's on the tray
But I gotta stay paid Gotta stay above water
Couldn't keep up with my ho's That's when shit got harder
North Memphis, where I'm from I'm Seventh Street bound
Where niggas all the time End up lost and never found
Man, these girls take me Through things
Leave a big headache
I'm hoping every night They don't end up being dead weight
I got a snow bunny And a black girl too
You pay the right price And they'll both do you
That's the way the game goes Gotta keep it strictly pimpin'
Gotta have my hustle tight Makin' change off these women, yeah
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
You ain't know, nigga
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
You ain't know, nigga
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
You ain't know, nigga
Will cause a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
You ain't know, nigga
You know it's hard out here For a pimp
You ain't know, nigga
When he tryin' to get this money For the rent
You ain't know, nigga
For the Cadillacs And gas money spent
You ain't know, nigga
Will have a whole lot of bitches Jumpin' ship
- Cut it. Cut it. - What?
Wait, man. I got another verse, man!
Djay, we need to talk, man.
Look, I just want it to be perfect. And this mike,
it ain't shit.
What the fuck wrong with it? That shit record, don't it?
Djay, the mikes we using, they got a wider pattern, D. They go flat.
So when you start screaming, man, they just distort and pop out.
Man, nigga, I don't know shit about none of that shit!
All I know is that shit in there was live, man!
And every time I get my motherfucking mode up,
- you come and fuck with it! - It ain't me.
That shit, it ain't gonna be live like that again.
I don't give a fuck what mike I'm on!
Djay, that shit was live in there,
but it was also distorted, man.
God!
I just don't understand why I gotta pay so much more money
for that microphone right there
when the one right next to it look just like it but cost half, man.
Let's do it this way, man.
If I buy two of them, say you give them to me both for $90.
This is studio quality. It costs $250.
Now, why would I sell you two of them for $90 apiece?
Just because of that statement, man,
"The customer's always right," ain't you heard?
Not in this case, sir, no.
If you want quality, you have to pay for it.
Look, man, can't you cut me some type of break on this stuff here?
What was that?
- What? - I mean, what you looking at, man?
- Nothing. - Don't worry, Sparky, man.
I ain't gonna pop or nothing like that.
Look here, man.
The thing is, that gal over there, right?
I got it in real good with her.
I mean, she's my gal and all,
but she don't necessarily belong to me.
You see, a gal like that, man,
she the type of girl that wanna shut them doors, lock them,
see what type of specials you got going on in the back.
And me, I'm the kind of man that
just walk out of here and leave a girl like that behind
because, like I say, she with me and all, but she don't belong to me.
Not necessarily.
And maybe when she leaves...
...she can take something that don't necessarily belong to her neither.
It's like you say, man, you want quality, you got to pay for that.
Hey, gal.
I need that microphone.
Okay.
I need you to go back there and be friendly with him
and bring that microphone out with you, okay?
No. No way.
Nola, I need that microphone.
Get it.
Y'all be good, now.
Hey.
I
Hey.
- Don't ever do that to me again, D. - What? I ain't--
No, I ain't some fucking cash machine, where you can get shit for free.
Ain't like you was in there sweating bullets.
- I gotta have a say in what I do! - You was in there for a minute.
- I gotta have a say in what I do! - Look, man, I was gonna give--
I'm not gonna suck dick every time you come up short!
You got something for me.
- Do you got something for me?! - Fuck you, D.
- Here, take it! You earned it! - What the fuck's wrong with you?
This is expensive motherfucking-- Hey, Nola, bring your ass--
- I'm fucking out of here. I don't care. - Nola! Don't you do this shit right now!
Nola! Bring your ass here, man!
Don't you ever walk away from me!
We do what the fuck we gotta do, man! By any means!
Ain't that right? We take care of our shit.
You think I like this shit?
You think I wanna spend the rest of my life
pimping your pimpled country ass?
Well, not me! I fucking hate you.
I hate this shit!
D!
Do you know what I do in the back of them cars?
Do you?
Everybody's got something to do!
Everybody's got something important going on in their life but me, D!
And I want something!
- What do you want? - I don't really know, but I want some--
- What do you want? - I don't know.
- Tell me what the fuck you wanna do! - Not this, D!
You know what, man? I just got you dressed all wrong.
You know, bitch like you, man, you need to have on
one of them suits.
Get you a mobile phone and shit. Get an ear jack.
Man, you gonna feel different.
I'm gonna put you in some new shoes tomorrow, man.
And you gonna feel
- like you are in charge. - D!
I know when you're messing with my head.
Because I let you.
Because sometimes my head needs to be messed with.
But right now, just don't.
Okay?
Okay.
Hey, Shelby, I need some high-hat, man.
Give me some high-hat up top, all right?
Okay, man. This takes a little time.
Look, it should come in right after the kick. Right there.
Yeah, that's it.
- Try that bit. - Keep hustlin'
- Keep flowin' - How that sound?
Tell her to put some more dick in it!
- Most gracious and heavenly Father, - Okay.
we ask that you bless this food...
...and our home.
- Hi. - Hey.
My name is Yevette.
I'm Clyde's-- I mean, Key's wife.
Oh, yeah. He in the back with the rest of the fellas.
They fitting to cut something.
Cut?
Well, I like that first one, but you don't.
Well, I think you should throw out your best ball.
And to me, that's the second one.
Okay. We gonna gab, or we gonna do the damn thing? Which one?
- Hey, let's beat that bitch, then, man. - Hey, everybody.
This here's Yevette, Key's wife.
And look, she brought everybody sandwiches.
Yeah, yeah. There's...
There's some dill sauce there in the middle if y'all wanna dip.
If you want.
Hey, you know...
...Key worked really hard on this last one there,
so you might wanna just take a little listen to it.
Oh, no. I don't wanna interrupt. I...
- It's just dinnertime. I thought y'all-- - But I think we'd like for you to stay.
Right, Key?
Yeah.
Okay.
Look, this track here, man, this--
This is my heart, man, so...
Before I do my thing,
put my mouth to this mike,
I wanna bless it with a kiss from my primary investor, all right?
Come on, baby.
Go on, girl.
Hey, just like our primary investor, that mike is hot.
So kill them fans.
Look, this is my life
And it's a battle within I gotta survive
Even if I'm sinnin' to win
And if I show no remorse I'll reap the devil's reward
He said he'd give me riches But I'm lookin' for more
When I was young Witnessed my dad standin' for right
Black pride in him Even though he passin' for white
Took years from my life Now I'm missin' the man
Mom's on some other shit And now I'm missin' the plan
So I'm stuck In this fuck-the-world mold
All the lessons To a young teen nigga was cold
Then my pimpin' ass uncle Put me up on the game
It really ain't no love It's 'bout this paper, man
Put me in a position Got me out on a mission
Collectin' from the ho's Turned me on about pimpin'
A nigga from Memphis Dealin' with life as a struggle
This is the gift I was given So I just live by my hustle
Keep hustlin'
It ain't over for me No, it ain't over for me
Keep flowin' Flowin'
I'ma step my game up And get what's coming to me
Keep hustlin'
It ain't over for me No, it ain't over for me
Keep flowin' Keep on flowin'
I'ma step my game up And get what's coming to me
We got to get this shit done by the Fourth of July, man,
because I got some people I gotta slip this to.
I
- Who do you know? - You remember Skinny Black.
I think I see a hater right there. Hold up.
Hey, there go Skinny Black, man!
- "Skinny Black" Skinny Black? - Yeah, I know who Skinny Black is.
I've got all of his early stuff, back when he was still good.
Now, do you really know him, or just know of him?
I mean, he may not know me, because we went to different schools and all.
We went to different schools and all, but, yeah, I know Skinny.
But I'm here to let you know you ain't taking shit,
because I'm running this goddamn thing!
You wanna make a dollar? Best get your ass up here with that good shit.
Those boys don't want dirt weed.
Me and him gonna be kicking it over at Arnel's club on the Fourth of July.
If I can pimp $20 ho's out the back of this fucked-up Chevy,
I can pimp Skinny.
Now I'm just gettin' by And it's fuckin' with me
See others doin' big things They was nothin' to me
I'm seeing what I used to be And it's lookin' legit
Got my hands on some music Started fuckin' with it
Put it down hard Then I started pumpin' to this
I let some others get a dose And they was nuttin' to this
Let me check my connections 'Cause we go back in the day
Say they was lookin' for 'dro Heard I was hustlin' hay
Got me connin' my niggas Spittin' game to my ho's
This my opportunity I feel like anything goes
I was never supposed to see The new millennium, man
And I refuse To let my dad die in vain
So I give it my all You feel my struggle and pain
If you ain't feelin' what I'm spittin' Trick, you lame to the game
But the closest ones to me Know I'm holdin' it down
You gonna feel me one day We gonna be hurtin' the town
Keep hustlin'
It ain't over for me No, it ain't over for me
Keep flowin'
I'ma step my game up And get what's coming to me
Keep hustlin' Keep on hustlin'
It ain't over for me No, it ain't over for me
Keep flowin' Keep on flowin'
I'ma step my game up And get what's coming to me
Thank you.
Ain't you gonna be hot in your coat?
No, this is good leather, man.
The kind that keep you at the temperature you wanna be at,
know what I mean?
See this thing right here?
This was my daddy's watch.
He used to work for the school district and all...
...fixing them buses all over town.
Yeah.
Every now and then, when I see them buses go by today,
I get all excited because I say,
"My daddy used to work on that," you know?
But, you know, after he'd been there maybe about ten years or so,
gave him this and...
Kind of thought about burying him with it, but then again I said,
"Maybe not, maybe I should keep it as an heirloom," know what I mean?
- I got you something. - What?
Well, it's like, you know, I been watching them videos and all.
And it be like all them rappers, they got some chain.
So...
Oh, shit.
Yeah.
You always talking about your name being right and everything,
so I thought people could see how you like it spelled out.
You know, with the J-A-Y.
Damn.
- This shit is perfect, man. - Let me put it on.
- I wanna see it. - Okay.
- D. - What?
I can't believe-- I get like this
because I'm pregnant and everything...
...but, you know, letting me sing on the...
On the demo and everything like you do...
...well, it just... It made me feel real...
Real special.
And...
I mean, I know y'all gonna be moving on and moving up...
...and y'all are gonna get real good people to sing,
you know, backup for you and everything...
...but I just...
D, I need you to know it meant the world to me.
Come here.
Thank you so much, D.
Djay, come on, man, you gotta be there at 9:00, right?
Calm your ass down, man. He gonna be there all night.
I ain't scared.
I know.
- Come on, man. - Wow, check it out.
Okay, look here. Djay, I put some extra demos in the car, all right, man?
In case they have some label folk there.
Hey, if they want CDs, they just gonna have to hit us back on that.
Man, I like that. I need to get one of those.
D.
- You all right, man? - You got your mode on, D?
Hold up for a second.
I
Came to party tonight.
What's happening with you, man? Where your boy at?
Over at the big table.
- I don't see him, man. - I'll take you over. You ready?
Hey, let's get a drink first, man.
All right, what the hell.
- Hey, I see you packing tonight, huh? - Do a bear shit in the woods?
Hey, who the fuck is that? Hey, who the fuck is that, man?
Oh, man, I can't believe what my goddamn eyes are seeing right now!
I'm gonna have to get a Seeing Eye nigga
just to tell me what the fuck I'm looking at, man!
Is it? Could it be?
The one, the goddamn only--
Skinny!
- Is that you? - Slobs!
- Boy, you fat, black and nasty, - My nigga.
- greasy ham-hock, chicken-eating, - You Ethiopian poster boy.
- can't-see-your-own-dick, - Middle Eastern stepchild.
ass-crack-longer-than-the- M-l-S-S-l-S-S-l-P-P-l,
fat, black, nasty bastard!
- What's going on? - Come here, nigga!
- How's my nigga? - Back in the day, nigga.
- Yeah, that was it. - Back in the day.
Back in the motherfucking day.
Bring your ass over here, man. Let me get you a drink.
A drink in your hand and some pussy in your lap.
Hey, I need that!
You ready to go over?
Hold-- Hold up, man.
Hey, man.
Skinny, I think you know my man Djay.
- Man, I don't know this nigga, man. - Hey, baby, it's been a long time.
No, it's cool, man. It's nice to see you home again.
Got all these folks telling me I been gone too long.
Like I'm coming back or something. Like there's a back to get back to.
I say, fuck! Best place to keep Memphis
is in my rear-view, you know what I'm saying?
You know what I'm saying, whoever the fuck you is?
You know what I'm saying?
Hey, man, what's up with your boy, man?
- Skinny. - I don't need this shit.
This is the man I was telling you about.
- Oh, this here the man? - This here Djay.
- You and me, we went to different-- - Djay like short-for-something DJ,
or you mean like...that type of DJ?
- No, man. It's just... It's just Djay. - Man, every time I come to Memphis,
my folks hooking me up with this old dirt-ass weed out here, man.
Like they grow it out the ass of some redneck or something.
But my boy Arnel here say you slinging that killer.
Is that real, or what?
Baby, you be the judge for that.
How much I owe you for this, man?
Here now, seeing how friendly you are to me
and the fact we go back in the day,
it's on me, okay?
Well, go on ahead and have a seat, my blood brother.
Hell, yeah. Check this out here. Smell that. Damn, boy.
Boy, he wasn't playing around with this here! I think I'm in love.
You remember way back in the day
when you used to be hustling your tapes over at the drive-in, man?
- What? - Look at that ass, boy!
God bless America in this motherfucker! What's going on, baby?
It's lndependence Day! It is lndependence Day, right?
You know, I got that up from--
There's this little dude brought that up from New Orleans, man.
Me first! Me first!
Hey, Skinny!
What the fuck happened to you, man?
What the fuck did you just say?
I don't mean no disrespect and all.
I just remember when your first underground crunk
hit the motherfucking streets, man,
that shit flew through Memphis like a motherfucking typhoon.
Y'all was there, man.
Nigga couldn't even walk halfway down the block without the pavement
crumbling underneath his feet because some cat was bumping
your shit out the back of his Caddy, man.
We just miss you, Skinny, that's all.
Miss me? Get up, bitch. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.
- Miss me? Nigga, I don't even-- - Fuck this nigga, man.
So wait, wait, wait, wait.
You trying to say I can't cut it no more?
Like I ain't the shit? That's what you trying to tell me?
- I ain't saying nothing like that. - Then what the fuck is you saying?
What is you saying, then?
Dig this right here, man.
One day, this whole motherfucking place is gonna be gone.
This club, this city, man.
This whole U.S. of A., man, is just gonna turn to dust, right?
And a whole new civilization is gonna rise from this one.
And they gonna start digging, you know.
They gonna dig up the pyramids over in Egypt.
They gonna dig up the Eiffel Tower,
Statue of Liberty and the Empire State.
But if a nigga wanna know about me?
Wanna know about Memphis?
All they gotta do is find your first underground tape, nigga.
North Third Thugs. Motherfuck it, man. That was the shit.
You know, I cut that shit in my own mama's laundry room, man.
Boy, it was raw as hell,
but I put everything I had into that shit, man.
Yeah, but see, to me that was a sign of your genius, you know?
See, because it's not enough for a man to climb Mount Everest.
You know, he gotta do that shit with the least amount of tools.
- It's about the man. One man. - One man and his skills.
Like the samurai say, "The sword is only as powerful as its master."
And it ain't the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size
- of the fight in the dog, nigga. - Of the fight in the dog.
- My nigga. - My nigga. Shit.
You know, and I know a nigga like you, man,
a man gotta do what a man gotta do, right?
You know, sometimes a nigga gotta surround himself
with a whole bunch of motherfuckers
that think they got a say in who the fuck Skinny Black is.
Yeah, they pimping me. I ain't gonna lie about that.
Gotta break bread with all these
number-crunching motherfuckers, man. It ain't like it used to be.
Hey, baby, you ain't gotta explain a damn thing to me, man.
Because I'm always gonna be here for you.
Same way we was here for you way back in the day.
- Oh, man. - He got a cassette tape.
- Remember that? - This nigga tripping, man.
Man, look at this shit!
Tigga, Slobs, you see what this nigga got, man? My underground, man.
Where the fuck you get this from? I ain't even got no more of these left!
Skinny, you got thousands of those left in you.
All you gotta do is just come back home, man. Because we miss you.
Come home, man.
I
You stand behind your product, nigga?
Is a pig's pussy pork?
I had this Mustang, right?
Motherfucking tight-ass ride! You hear me?
Hood snout.
- What the fuck is a hood snout? - Maple dash.
It's the goddamn hood come up, like that from the sides,
- like a fucking nose. - Okay.
- Hood snout, maple dash. - Shit.
You know what I mean? Two-tone metallic monster
- motherfucker, you know? - I hear you.
So I go to my lady's crib over there in The Courts, right?
- You had one in The Courts? - I had one in The Courts.
- You had one in The Courts? - I had a few of them in The Courts.
So, look, man, I go up in there, right? I get my ugly on real quick,
come out, my ride is gone! You hear me?
- Gone in 60 seconds? - Gone in 60--
And I nut pretty damn fast,
so them niggas must've took my ride like that! You hear me?
So I call up my crew. I call my crew up, I'm like, "Come pick me up."
Because I know there's only one place them niggas going riding in my car.
That's motherfucking Millbranch, man.
Millbranch. Millbranch, right?
So we go down to Millbranch, and we wait.
And sure enough, just like I said, not even an hour go by,
and these niggas coming in my ride, right?
So we roll up in front. We box them in.
Next thing you know, 20 motherfuckers
come rushing at these niggas, pulling them out of my car.
I'm just screaming like a little bitch, like,
"Don't touch my car! Don't touch my car!"
Tripping, man. I can sit back and laugh about it now,
but goddamn it, it wasn't funny then. You hear me? At all.
You know, I'm sitting here listening to you, man.
And you ain't bragging and shit, man, you just telling me how it is
being on the side of the moon that you see from.
And I realize a nigga like me ain't...
I ain't but a slice of cheese off your motherfucking cracker, man.
- Right. - You know...
...but I got this thing right here.
My motherfucking heart beats in this thing, man.
Fuck I'm gonna do with a cassette tape, man?
See, that's my blood pumped in this shit, man.
Dog, do you know it's a new millennium, nigga?
I can't do nothing with no cassette tape.
I don't even have a cassette-tape player.
- What the fuck is this shit here? - I ain't trying to play you.
I appreciate the fact you talking to me man-to-man like this and shit.
Hell, treating me like an equal, man.
And the only reason I give you that right there is because...
...you know, you and me, we come from the same place,
- you know what I mean? - Right. That's the truth, man.
- Hell, we old friends, man. - Definitely. Definitely old friends, man.
And I'm gonna tell you something.
I miss you, Jay.
- Man, it's Djay, man! - Djay.
- Djay, man! - Djay, my bad, nigga.
- My bad. Djay, Djay. - Djay.
You know, in real life, man,
you know, if you give me a shot...
...you know, just...
Just give me a chance to get my voice heard, man,
you know, I wouldn't...
I think I wouldn't even have words for that shit, man.
Let me tell you something, man. Look here.
- Got something I wanna tell you. - Shit, he getting up.
- Don't get up. - Listen to me, this is important.
Now, this is serious. Look at me.
Look at me, man.
- Okay, man. - You laughing, this shit ain't funny.
- I'm serious, now. - Okay, I'm with you.
Everybody gotta have a dream, boy.
Everybody got to have a dream. You hear me?
I hear you, man.
- You know what I'm talking about? - Don't make-- Don't fall, man!
I can't help you, man.
Where the bathroom at?
Nigga, over there, man. Go get it.
Hey.
Hey, hey, man. You better help your nigga, man.
Thank you.
- I didn't think it was going in. - How'd it go?
Played it like a pro, man.
My mode is just...
Just pounding in my head now.
I mean, and it's--
It's hard in my heart right now.
All that boy gotta do is just play the damn thing,
and it's gonna be undeniable, man. Undeniable, baby.
I think you gonna have to get your weed from some other hustler, man.
You're on your way. You're on your way.
Hey...
...I got something for you.
Thank you for everything, man.
Let me get my jacket, man.
I'm gonna take me a piss, and I'm gonna roll, baby.
You take care of yourself.
I will. Next time you see me, man, I'm gonna be 1 00 feet tall, man.
Talking all this...
Shit, I can't...
Nigga talking to me. I don't care about that shit, man.
Hey, Skinny, man.
You need to take a piss?
Hey, baby, let's try this shit standing up.
Come on, man. Come on.
- Now, don't try... - Come on. Big motherfucker.
Nigga talking to me about his bullshit.
Nigga, I'm talking to you, man.
I'm talking to you, dog. You need a little help, okay? Stay with me here.
I'm gonna pull your pants up, nigga. I ain't no faggot or nothing.
You know, shit, ain't too many men
pull a nigga's dick up for him. Shit.
You better show me some love for this one, man.
You know, one day...
One day, you and me gonna be on tour, man.
- I ain't gonna do this shit for you. - Tour?
- What tour you taking about? - Shit, man.
Man, you know, a fucked-up nigga
would do some wild shit to you right now.
Hey, hey, hey. Come on, man. Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, baby. Let's get the fuck up--
Hey, Skinny, man.
You tell me this shit just fell out your pocket, man.
Skinny?
Hey, bitch.
You tell me this shit fell out your pocket, man.
- Hey, hey, hey, man. - Hey, what, man?
You know what you could do?
What can I do, man? You tell me what I can do, man.
You can suck my dick, bitch.
Hey, bitch, why don't you suck on this shit? Motherfucker!
This what the fuck you want, man?
Oh, shit.
Oh, God.
Oh, Skinny, man. Hey. Hey, nigga.
Hey, Skinny! Hey, Skinny, wake the fuck up, man!
Skinny, come on, man! Come on, man. Come on, nigga.
Breathe, you motherfucker!
Hey, yo, Skin-- What the--?!
Shit!
Get the fuck up! Get your ass up!
Get your ass up, motherfucker!
- Oh, shit! - Hey, motherfuckers,
I'm coming out now!
If I see any gleam, motherfuckers,
I'm gonna shoot this motherfucker in his head!
- Shoot this nigga! - Get him!
- Shoot this nigga! - Fuck off, bitch!
Hey, niggas, back the fuck up!
- Not tonight, nigga! Not tonight! - Shoot him! Shoot him!
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There he is! There that motherfucker go!
- Right there! - Away from the door.
Hey, man, I ain't armed. It's in the glove.
- It's in the glove, man. - Djay! Djay!
Hey, wait, man! Hey, Shug, it's okay. Hey, wait!
- Hey, get off my foot, man. - Djay!
Hey lay off my foot, man!
- Fuck you, man! Hey, man! - Get down on the car!
- Hey, get them off my girl! - Hey, get your hands off her!
Hey, man!
- Fuck! - What the fuck's up now, nigga?
- Bust his motherfucking head, man. - Nigga, come on, come on.
Djay, please, what did you do?
Hey, man! Come on, man! He turned himself in, man!
You ain't gotta dog-pile on him like that!
Hey, yo, she pregnant, man!
Don't forget, man, you knock this motherfucker out.
He's gonna have to come around here.
Djay, tell me what to do, please.
Please tell me what to do.
Baby, take my pad.
I want you to get that shit up on the radio.
You put it in the DJ's hand yourself, you hear me?
- Okay, I will. - Get him up.
I got a stack of demos right there in the car.
I want you to get Key and them-- Key, y'all put my shit on CD!
All right, man!
Nola, you in charge and shit, all right?
In two weeks, I wanna hear my shit in the yard at 2:01, you hear me?
- Get him! - Motherfucker!
- Bitch! - Don't hit him like that!
Get him! Bitch!
D!
I wanna hear my shit in the yard, you hear me.
You in charge. I wanna hear you say that.
- Say it! - I'm in charge.
- You my partner. - I know.
- Say, "I'm in charge!" - I'm in charge!
- All right, man. - Get in the car.
Watch your head.
I'm in charge.
Me. I promise.
Go get down in the yard.
I tried calling the house, you know...
-...but the phone's just... - They shut them off.
But me and Yevette, we...
We chipping in.
Thank you.
She precious, man.
Beautiful little girl.
- Named her Keisha. - Keisha.
That's a good handle, man.
I like that.
You know, with all I gotta do...
...all these people in my life, man...
...feels like an eternity in here.
Can't seem to find my mode now.
Don't hear a damn thing.
Djay...
...did you know Skinny Black before that night?
You know that little girl Keisha, right?
One day she gonna dream big,
the way kids do, you know.
And she gonna come to me and ask me
when she grow up, can she become president?
Now, I know that little girl got a ho for a mama and a trick for a daddy,
that nobody even know where he at.
But I tell you something.
I'm gonna look her right in the eye...
...and I'm gonna lie.
Because sometimes that's what you gotta do.
How you been doing, man?
Back to the same old shit.
About six months ago, my neighbor brought my mail.
It was mail that she'd gotten from her neighbor.
It was addressed to me.
The court depositions and the high school recitals.
Talk about eternity, man.
It's been on my mind too.
It's on all our minds.
We was just dead, Djay.
Locked up, just like you.
But ain't no sorrow gonna take away Shug's song.
Let me tell you that.
That woman, she got love for you.
So when you talk about eternity...
...you think about your woman.
- Hey, how's Nola, man? - Nola?
Let me tell you something, man.
That girl got a mode all her own.
She hit the bricks running.
For some reason, she got it stuck in her head that she was in charge.
We can't lay around licking our ass all day like a dog, you know?
I mean, we man.
I mean, I know I'm a girl and all, but we mankind.
Man, she hit every shake joint,
radio station in Memphis and then some.
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I don't know how she did it.
That girl got skills.
Power 107. 1. Number one for hip-hop.
This your man Boogaloo holding you down.
Man, I got a brand-new exclusive from my man Djay.
Straight from the north, north, north. Put your thumbs up out there, man.
And I hear my man Djay-- Djay, you gotta call me,
Iet me know if it's true. Did you slap Skinny Black?
Did you do it, man?
Holler at me, man. Power 1 07. 1.
Brand-new, right here.
Hey, man, this is me! I made this beat!
Whoop that trick Whoop that trick
Whoop that trick
So if you don't mind,
Nola and l, we got a few points
we'd like to talk about in regards to your agenda.
That's if you got a minute.
For you, Key...
...I got 1 1 months.
Hey, Al, hold up, hold up.
Ain't this the guy on the radio with that "Whoop That Trick" song?
- What you talking about? - Man, this the cat
who stomped on Skinny with that "Whoop That Trick" song.
You know that song.
- Whoop that trick, get 'em - Whoop that trick, get 'em
Whoop that trick Get 'em
- Yeah. - Yeah. Oh, shit, that's you?
Yeah, man.
Look, man.
- We in the rap game too. - Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
We got it going on both sides of the law, being from the streets
and being officers of the law.
You know what I'm saying? Our stage name, Five-0.
They call me Big Five-0.
Look, man,
when you get a chance in the rec room or something like that,
check out our demo and tell us what you think.
Well, you know what they say.
Everybody gotta have a dream.
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