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- [Narrator] How did I get myself into this?
Today was supposed to be the best day of my life,
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but it turned out to be the worst day ever.
Let's go back to the beginning.
(hip hop beat)
♪ Yeah, nobody say, ooh ♪
♪ Got one in my head, ♪
♪ I show em my waist, yeah ♪
♪ Ooh, better not trust your bitch ♪
♪ These hoes are fake, fool. ♪
♪ All these demons I'm fighting ♪
♪ I need a name, true. ♪
♪ But ooh. ♪
♪ Nobody's safe ♪
♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ Coulda got one in my head ♪ ♪ I show my waist ♪
♪ Ooh ♪ ♪ Better not trust your bitch, ♪
♪ These hoes are fake ♪
♪ Fool ♪ ♪ All these demons I'm fightin' ♪
♪ I need a name ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ True ♪ ♪ I said, streets be deep ♪
♪ You might just drown ♪ ♪ That shit got a body count ♪
♪ Better watch you around ♪
♪ It's likely that you just a clown ♪
♪ Ain't no loyal, that shit ain't found ♪
♪ To much guns so to test a round ♪
♪ Stay in that storm, get caught off bounds ♪
♪ Ain't no one proper in the ground ♪
♪ Bodies fallin' every day ♪
♪ Like I said nobody safe ♪
♪ It's a war zone, in this place ♪
♪ Can't let nobody ♪
- (singing) You know what today is?
It's my anniversary.
♪ Ooh, that's crazy ♪
♪ This a genocide, I specify ♪
♪ Who's safe? ♪
- Today is gonna be a Gucci day.
♪Tryna scare me, you can't. ♪
♪ This like do or die, ♪
♪ You won't survive ♪
- Today's going to be a blessed day.
No stress. No problem.
(phone rings)
(song fades)
What the fuck, Jacqueline?
- Jaq What's up?
- [Jaq] Hey man, I was calling to see
if you had any more investments for me.
- Yeah, yeah, I got a couple more people.
I'm gonna bring it in when I get into work.
- [Jaq] Okay, all right, I'll see you when you get to work.
- All right, say no more.
All right.
(phone beeping)
(mumbling indistinctly)
♪ Got no options ♪ ♪ Raised in the trenches ♪
♪ This shit common ♪
♪ My city full of killers and robbers ♪
♪ Shit get bad ♪ ♪ If you don't cautious ♪
Everything is going to go as planned.
♪ And burning you get nauseous ♪
♪ Next thing you know you full and honest ♪
♪ Ain't no love here ♪
♪ That shit is done ♪
♪ No one give a fuck here ♪
♪ You get left in the dust ♪
♪ Better watch your back man ♪
♪ Now them kids robbin' ♪
♪ Gotta make it happen ♪
♪ When you got nothin' ♪
♪ Ain't bro grab the wheel ♪
♪ High off of like noddin' pills ♪
♪ For real ♪
♪ Once you see reality ♪
♪ That shit might just give you chills ♪
♪ Don't know why you mad at me ♪
♪ I don't ♪
♪ Probably cause I keep it real ♪ ♪ Violence and brutality ♪
♪ Don't know when you getting killed ♪
♪ Nobody safe, ooh ♪
♪ Could've got one in my head ♪
- (music fades) - [Robyn] How you doing babe?
Don't be all day at work, it's our first year anniversary.
- Babe, you think I'm gonna forget
our first year anniversary?
Come on.
Nothing can keep me away from you.
- [Robyn] I'll see you later.
Damn babe, no kiss?
- [Lance] My fault baby. My fault, my fault.
- Geeze.
- Happy anniversary.
- Happy anniversary, and don't be late.
Okay?
- I won't, I won't, love you.
- I love you too.
(hip hop music)
(dog barking)
- [Lance] Hey, Ms. Cookie.
- Hey, Lance.
How you doing?
- I'm good. I'm good.
You know it's me and the wife's one-year anniversary today.
- One year already?
- I know, I know.
- Congratulations. - Well, thank you. Thank you.
- I wanted to say thank you
for bringing in my trash cans the other day.
- Oh you know, it's never no problem.
- Thank you.
- Never no problem.
- All right, now listen, you have a good day.
- All right, you do the same. (dogs barking)
- Bye-bye.
- Bye.
(dogs barking loudly)
Ah, please.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
(hip hop music)
(phone ringing)
(hip hop music)
(phone ringing)
- Yo, babe?
- [Robyn] Don't forget, I made reservations today.
- Don't worry, I'm gonna be there,
I'm just finishing up some work real quick.
- [Robyn] Don't be late.
- I'm not going to be late.
I got you.
All right.
All right, love you.
- [Robyn] I love you too.
(keyboard keys clicking)
- How much you think we gonna make?
- We should make millions.
- Millions?
I like the sound of that.
(phone ringing)
- Oh my God, they keep calling my fucking phone.
(phone ringing)
- [Connor] This is the skies the limit.
Okay? This is whatever you want it to be.
- Jack.
- You talking billions?
- Whatever you want.
Yeah, I am.
This is real, okay?
You can't fuck this up.
All right?
Jack, trust me.
You continue to do this right
you'll be a multimillionaire before you know it.
- I like the sound of that. - Good.
You won't be working for me.
I'll be working for you.
- Connor.
Yo, I got some girls coming over this weekend.
They ready to have some fun.
I don't know if I can handle them by myself.
You down?
- You can count me in. - My man.
- [Lance] Jack. Jack.
Jack. Jack.
- What's up?
- Yo, what'd you do with that money I gave you?
- I invested it.
- Invested in what?
- Don't, listen, it's invested.
Don't worry about all that.
- Invested where? Like I don't know what to tell them.
What should I tell them?
- Listen, tell them be patient.
- Be patient?
It was six months ago.
- Listen, calm down and tell them be patient.
I invested the money.
Everything gonna be okay.
- They not trying to hear that, though.
They want to hear something right now, Jack.
Right now.
- I don't got nothing for them right now. (phone ringing)
- Yo, you gotta have something right now to him.
Its been six months.
- Calm down.
I got some girls coming to the condo this weekend, man.
You need to come over and have some fun, loosen up.
- I'm not trying to have fun.
I got a wife at home.
I just want to get these people they money
so they get off my ass.
- La, la, Lance, when you tired of being grown up,
come on over and have some fun, man.
(phone ringing)
- [Lance] Oh my God.
- You need to answer that.
(phone ringing)
- Jack, you're killing me, man.
You're killing me.
These ain't the people to be playing with.
- I know them guys, you be all right.
(car lock beeping)
(phone ringing)
- [Woman] Hello?
- We got another one.
The money should clear in 24 hours.
(car beeping sounds)
- These niggas keep calling, fuck.
I need to call my wife real quick.
(phone ringing)
Babe.
- [Robyn] Lance, where you at? - I'm on my way home now.
- Don't be late, okay?
- All right, all right.
Shit.
- Hey.
You got the money?
- Yeah.
- My man.
- Yo, you sure you know what you're doing?
Cause this is, these real street dudes
I'm getting this money from.
- [Jaq] (laughs) Street dudes.
Would you get in my car if you ain't trust me?
Would you give me all this money if you didn't trust me?
- I trust you, but I need an insurance.
Like.
- Listen, tell them be patient, give me six months,
And it's gonna return lucratively.
- All right.
All right, I'll trust you,
but I'm trusting you with my life right now.
- Lance listen, it's in good hands.
You'll be all right.
(Jaq chuckling)
(hip hop beat)
- [Lance] What's up, I know you?
- Hey, you've had my money long enough, man.
What the fuck is going on?
- [Lance] Listen, it's just going to take
a little bit longer.
- Man, shut the fuck up.
Swing your ass over here, bro.
Shut the fuck up.
- [Lance] Yo.
- What's up with my fucking money, bro?
- I don't got y'all money.
I gave it to my boss.
- To my boss?
Sound like a lie, nigga.
Sound like a lie, bro.
- I ain't lying.
- Who the fuck is your boss? - [Lance] Jaq.
Oh my God, Yo.
Listen, y'all got the wrong person.
Like, I would never steal from nobody.
(loud gut punch)
(Lance grunting in pain)
- [Lunatic] Let me shoot this nigga. Bro, fuck that.
I think this nigga lying, bro.
Wasting my time, bro.
What's up?
Ain't this shit right here?
He not giving you the money.
He not giving you shit, bro.
You might as well smoke this right here, bro.
Smoke this nigga.
- [Lance] Ah, shit dog.
- Where the fuck is my money at?
I gave it to my boss, man.
- My mans, you fucking with us?
- [Lance] Ah, shit.
(Lance groaning in pain)
- Put this nigga in the trunk.
Take this shit off.
Take this shit off, bro.
Take this shit off.
Oh, shit.
Lunatic, let him go.
(ominous music)
- [Lunatic] Got a play dog?
- No he dead.
Got you motherfucker.
(ominous music)
Come on.
Lets get the fuck out of here.
(keys jingling)
- [Lunatic] Man, I want to kill somebody to night, bro.
Fuck that.
I don't like running, bro.
This nigga just made me run.
All this shit.
All this shit bro.
Nah, fuck that.
I'm a catch this nigga bro.
(ominous music)
- Ah, shit.
(Lance breathing heavy)
Fuck.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Juicy?
- Yeah?
- [Blacky Knuckles] I need you to put out a red alert.
- I got you, baby.
Don't worry about it, I got you.
- [Blacky Knuckles] $100,000 bounty.
- I'm a do it right now.
- [Blacky Knuckles] For Lance Wilson.
- [Juicy] Okay.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Tell them I got an extra bonus
for whoever brings me his head.
- Hey Philly underground,
This is your girl Juicy J
and we got another runner on the loose.
So to all my gangster, goons, hustlers, and divas,
be on the look-out for a tall, light-skinned, slim brother.
He has a hundred stacks on his head,
and Blacky Knuckles is paying in cash dead or alive.
For more info it will be posted
on my official black underground website.
Let's get on it Philly.
Let's make this easy paper.
♪ Oh, trouble ♪
♪ Dirty trouble ♪
♪ Play tricks on your mind mind mind ♪
♪ Oh, trouble ♪
♪ Grind me trouble ♪
♪ Aint no friend of yours ♪
♪ Or mines ♪
♪ Oh trouble ♪
♪ Wicked trouble ♪
♪ Will fineness you to lie, cheat, spend creeping sin ♪
♪ Oh, trouble ♪
♪ Wicked trouble ♪
♪ Will cause you to hurt ♪
♪ Kill or be killed ♪
♪ And when troubles knocking at your door ♪
♪ Don't answer turn away and ignore ♪
♪ Ignore ♪
♪ Oh, Oo answer ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Dirty trouble ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah. ♪
♪ Grind me trouble ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah. ♪
♪ Low down trouble ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah. ♪
- Yeah, I just left the crib just now.
I'm on my way.
Give me like...
- T!
- 15 minutes.
- T-Bone!
- Oh, hell no. Boy, let me call you right back.
- T-Bone? Why you acting like you don't hear me, man?
- [T-Bone] Come on, bro.
- T, yo. - I'm not fucking wit it man.
- Yo, what's up wit you?
- I'm not fucking wit it.
- Yo.
- I'm not fucking wit it.
- Yo, we family. - I'm not even looking at you.
I don't hear nothing.
I don't see nothing, dog.
Come on man.
- What about me, man?
Help me.
- [T-Bone] Let me think about it.
Nah.
Who told you to fuck wit a nigga named
Blacky Knuckles in the first place, man?
- Yo, we family.
- I ain't got nothing for bro.
Nah, you should have thought about all that before
you started fucking wit somebody named Blacky Knuckles.
- But we supposed to be family, man.
- I said I'm out of here.
(bleak piano)
- Hello?
Have you seen Lance?
Have you talked to him?
No, he was supposed to be back home.
I made reservations, we're running late.
Okay.
♪I'm so tired ♪
♪ So tired of the same shit. ♪
Lance, where you at?
♪ Tired of the ♪
We already 20 minutes late.
Call me back.
♪ Tired of excuses ♪
♪ I'm so tired ♪
♪ So tired ♪
♪ Funny how you stay chasing ♪
♪ Three weeks later then you racing ♪
♪ Feeling like your busy ♪
♪ Aint gonna lie you don't really miss me ♪
♪ Tell me what's the purpose baby ♪
♪ Do you get a rush from my face ♪
♪ I can tell lately ♪
♪ You don't really care babe ♪
♪ Somebody help me understand ♪
♪ Why all the fuckery from my man ♪
♪ When I all I want and need is love ♪
♪ Someone I honestly can trust ♪
- Man, I'm fresh out, Cuz.
Shorty's titties was big as shit, dog.
- I know my nigga.
Listen, I've been taken you out kindle, my nigga.
We gonna turn up, and all the bitches is all you.
I'm a meet the plug, you gonna meet the bitches,
and we gonna turn up.
You gotta read through it just by old times.
- Lets go get it, baby.
- Bet.
- Come on man, you know what I mean?
- I'm about to go through this guys message.
Man, cut this up for me, man.
You see this shit?
Look at this shit.
- Who the fuck is that?
- This nigga a bank listing.
Invested 25 racks in this, right.
- That's a $100,000 on this nigga here,
right here right now?
What the fuck is you so calm for, my nigga. (horn honking)
- I've got money invested in this nigga.
We got to find this nigga.
- All right nigga.
So, then why the fuck is we sitting right here, cuz?
- Listen, city not that big, my nigga.
We gonna find this nigga.
Dog, I'm fresh out.
What's up, man?
I want this nigga head right here right now.
What's up with the night, nigga?
- We gonna find this nigga man.
- Fuck is we sitting right here for, cuz?
- We gonna get that money and
we gonna find this nigga, but relax.
We got this.
- What you talking about relax?
What the fuck is you so relaxed for?
- I'm a holler at Blacky,
cause we gonna find this nigga, bro.
Just count the money,
and we got plans to collar this shit.
We bout to go slide.
We gonna find this nigga.
We gonna go for a ride.
- So, what is this?
Is this me?
- Yeah, that's you, nigga.
Its got college.
- Oo, shit nigga.
Oh, say less nigga.
We on this top though.
- Yeah, yeah, you got that shit on you?
- You already fucking know, nigga.
I don't leave the crib without it.
- All right, (mumbling)
- I don't trust none of these motherfuckers, man.
- You up?
- Let's go.
- All right.
♪ We dangerous ♪
- That's a lot of money too.
- This fucking guy.
(keys jingling)
Fuck.
(stomping and heavy sighing)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- Have you talked to Lance?
- No, haven't seen him.
- He was supposed to been here an hour ago.
- Oh you know my brother, he's never on time for anything.
- [Robyn] Okay, can you let me know if you hear from him?
- Okay.
- [Robyn] Thank you.
(knocking)
- [Robyn] Fuck.
(ominous music)
Fucking first anniversary and this fucking nigga is late.
(hip hop beat)
- I don't know if we should air this nigga
or grab this nigga?
- I'm a air this nigga, dog.
- Say no more.
- Where he at?
- Ah, man see this nigga?
- Yo, yo, yo.
- [Man In Car] Yo, yo, yo, I got him too.
- We on that.
(car tires screeching)
(gun clicking)
(gun shots)
- Oh, shit.
(gun fire)
- For real, you gonna hit him or not?
- Fuck that, I got him.
- There's only like 13 in that joint.
- Ah, fuck this nigga.
(gunshots)
- You done messed it all up.
- This nigga running, cuz.
- You better give me that check back.
You staying in Philly.
You can't come tho Cali shooting like this.
You missed every motherfucking shot, bro.
God damn.
- Fuck, man.
I ain't even do this shit.
Ah, shit.
Oh, fuck.
- This fucking money I put out on this nigga.
This nigga still fucking breathing.
- You running away on some furs don't ya?
Trust me, listen, when I catch this nigga
I'm gonna chop his fucking legs off from the bottom, bro.
Put it on top of his fucking shoulders,
man what's happening?
(man groaning)
- Man, what the fuck you keep doing all this
stupid ass twitching for man.
What you got Tourette or something?
- Nah, bro.
When was the last time I did something crazy, bro?
Nigga, every fucking day.
- Its that time, man.
- Man, just calm your ass down and stay on go.
When I say move, you move.
- This nigga's gonna keep running bro.
This niggas gonna keep running.
- All this fucking money I put out on this nigga,
and these niggas can't even...
(man grumbling)
Fucking phone drying up.
- We gonna get him.
Trust me.
Watch.
- Yo, tell me something I want to hear man.
He got away?
Now how is you all keep letting this nigga get away, man?
What this nigga got a fucking horseshoe up his ass.
I gave you niggas simple instructions.
Get the nigga, bring him to me.
- Man, hang that shit up we out bro.
Fuck that, we out bro.
Fuck that.
- Get this motherfucker and bring him to me.
Nigga, I don't want to hear that shit.
Bring that motherfucker to me.
(gun cocking)
- We got it bro.
Fuck it.
Fuck all that. We got to go get this nigga, bro.
We got to go get this nigga.
They not bringing shit bro,
and I'm itching bro.
Fuck that.
I need to do something, bro.
Fuck that, we not wasting...
- Man, shut the fuck up man.
- I'm just saying, dog.
(keys jingling)
(Blacky chuckling sinisterly)
- Got this nigga keys.
- Dropped them.
- Yeah.
We gonna catch him bro,
just got to sit back and do the work real quick.
Let me go crazy, bro.
Please, bro.
(ominous music)
♪ I can't let them get me ♪
♪ I won't be come a victim of the streets ♪
♪ Mama you'd be proud of me ♪
♪ Those swerve, duck, and dodging ♪
♪ Hiding from these sirens ♪
♪ I'm a be who I got to be ♪
♪ Cause you only live once ♪
♪ Got to go for the stuff that you want ♪
♪ Cause you only live once, no ♪
♪ It can go as fast as it comes ♪
♪ Got to go for the stuff that you want ♪
♪ Cause you only live once ♪
- So, you want bubble bath and toys?
- Yeah, yes.
- [Mom] How many toys?
- [Kid] Three.
- [Mom] Three toys?
- [Kid] Yeah.
- [Mom] I don't think I can get three toys.
- Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am, ma'am.
Please can I use your phone?
- [Mom] No.
- Please, please.
- [Mom] Back the fuck up.
- Please ma'am, please.
- [Mom] Back the fuck up.
- Please can I use your phone, please?
(peeper spray spraying)
(Lance screaming)
- [Lance] Damn.
♪ Every side that you don't know ♪
♪ I'm on a ride ♪
(man groaning) ♪ Trying to get a roll ♪
Aww shit.
♪ Dipping and dodging on these hoes ♪
♪ Acting like they don't know ♪
- [Juicy] So far our runner is still going strong,
and right now he could be anywhere in the city.
West, North, South, Southwest, or uptown.
I could think about 20 things I could do
with a 100 stacks right now, can't you?
Hit up Juicy J on all my social media platforms.
(hip hop beat)
- [Trouble] Damn boy, what you doing out here?
- [Lance] Younging, what the hell is you doing out here?
You see how late it is?
- What you mean how late it is? I'm out here all night.
- Yo, you're gonna get yourself in trouble.
You need to go in the house. What's your name?
- Trouble.
- [Lance] What did your mom name you?
- Trouble.
- You ain't got curfew or nothing?
- Nah man, no curfew.
I'm out here all night.
- [Lance] That's not a good thing, man.
- Man, you tripping.
- Don't it look like...
- I think somebody looking.
Oo, look at you.
- Come one man. This aint the shit to be playing with, man.
- Dang man, you really is scared.
- I've got some people looking for me,
and I didn't even do what they said that...
- So, look who it is, man.
- I'm a get out of here.
- [Trouble] Wherever you go I'm going. (hip hop music)
- Younging man, come on.
Leave me alone.
This aint the time.
- [Trouble] I aint going nowhere.
- Younging, go home.
- I'm going wit you.
(hip hop beat)
- These niggas act like I ain't the reason
the funeral home is still open, man.
- [Lunatic] Definitely is the reason.
You just killed, what, what?
Three niggas, put three niggas in the dirt.
There's room for one more, right?
♪ You can fun but you can't hide ♪ This one mine, fuck that. ♪
♪ You can run but you can't hide ♪
- God damn near half a million dollars out
in these motherfucking streets on these niggas,
and these niggas can't...
- [Lunatic] They can't catch him, bro.
So we got to go catch him. Fuck that.
No but listen, I'm on go right now. What you doing?
- Let that nigga call my phone
and see if this nigga got away.
♪ Don't ever think its funny ♪
♪ Owe them real niggas money ♪
♪ If you hoard you're running ♪
♪ All them ghosts will keep coming ♪
♪ I got that appetite for destruction ♪
♪ Been broken my men ♪
♪ That's why I'm on a nigga ass ♪
♪ For my Benz is luckily ♪
♪ I'm too paper up ♪
♪ So really I can't get into niggas ♪
♪ But the amount of money we talking ♪
♪ Be sending them killers ♪
♪ Supposed to been all love when it came to the business ♪
♪ But you ran up from the hood buying fluid from bitches ♪
♪ And you a hoe for that and never left ♪
- This is giving me that that fucking feeling,
you know what I'm saying?
Giving me that feeling, bro.
This nigga got to be loco nigga.
He fucking with Blacky Knuckles, nigga.
Like, that's crazy, bro.
♪ You can run but you can't hide ♪
- I'm a get you a shot. Believe that.
♪ You can run but you can't hide ♪
- The thing is, we just gonna let niggas
do that shit is the crazy part, bro.
Like, its not gonna be no fucking instant reaction,
no consequences, nothing, bro.
Like, that's the part that get me, man.
Its cool though.
Its my time bro.
I keep telling you its time for me to do something, nigga.
Its time.
- Its gotta be this spot.
(windshield wipers)
Listen, when we get in there,
whoever in there, you hold them down.
I got it from there.
- [Lunatic] All right, say less.
I aint gonna shoot nobody, but let me know when its time.
(gun cocks)
- Oh shit, Younging do you have a phone?
- Yeah man.
- Nigga, this shit dead.
- You aint ask me if it work.
You just asked if I had a phone.
- Come on, man.
Hey, you know a nigga named Blacky Knuckles?
- Do I?
Everybody know Blacky Knuckles.
Hope you not in trouble by him bro.
- [Lance] That's who looking for me.
- You in big trouble, my man.
Big big trouble.
- [Lance] Oh my God.
- Ya, you got like five bodies man.
- [Lance] He a killer?
- [Trouble] Is he?
- [Lance] Oh my gosh.
- [Trouble] I aint know what you got going on wit you
and him, but you gotta fix that cause he don't play games.
He aint playing no God damn games.
Man owe him money, boy I'd be the last.
- Yo, do me a favor real quick.
Can you go to the corner and
see if its the nigga in the black truck?
Real quick, yo, can you do this for me?
Your phone dead, like you can't help me.
Can you you just go to the corner.
- All right man, I got you man. I got you.
Yo Lance, I thought you was my friend, man.
(somber piano)
- All right, Bonnie, Mina, give us a few minutes, okay?
- [Girls] Okay.
(girls chatting quietly)
- [Connor] Life can be like this all the time Jaq.
This is just the beginning.
You keep showing that money off the street,
I'll make sure both of us are taking care of for life.
- So, so, what about Lance?
- He was a perfect mark.
Anything comes back, it's all coming back on him.
He was the one that took the money.
They don't even know our names or what we look like.
- Right.
Nigga come on, lets get back to these beautiful women.
- Definitely.
Was that too long for you guys?
- [Girls] No.
- [Connor] You miss us?
- [Girls] Yes.
(hip hop music)
♪ Okay ♪
♪ Dream life is for a d boy ♪
♪ A scenic route is for a decoy ♪
♪ Hood nigga that'd be hard body ♪
♪ Hard head stuntin' nobody ♪
♪ You go legal when you're feeling trapped ♪
♪ Go beanie sequel if you need a gat ♪
♪ Love life better ball out ♪
♪ Bad look when you see your homies fall out ♪
♪ Make moves if you get stuck ♪
♪ Take a tube so you're not fucked ♪
♪ Everybody wanted be wit you ♪
♪ Everybody know a hood snitch ♪
♪ My niggas brawl but they shoot first ♪
♪ Some niggas crawl when they get worse ♪
♪ I can see life through a good verse ♪
♪ I can see God in the good church ♪
♪ Bumb your hip but stay prayed up ♪
♪ Only way to live is being straight up ♪
♪ Go ape til you weigh up ♪
♪ No sleep no hate homies stay young ♪
♪ You only live once to get that cheddar ♪
♪ You got to go hard to make shit better ♪
♪ Oo la la aa ♪
♪ Hood life will show your hood worth ♪
♪ Hood fights will make it one turf ♪
♪ New greed bringing more loot ♪
♪ But it might get you closer to that new coupe ♪
♪ I got a homie in a cell box ♪
♪ So you better think twice when you sell rocks ♪
♪ Slow money beat no money ♪
♪ That's why you can't show your face when you old money ♪
♪ New tat bringing new heat ♪
♪ Better look him in his eyes show him that its not sweet ♪
♪ Make a way for your newborn ♪
♪ Be a dad don't leave that boy hood torn ♪
♪ Baby mamas still hood scorn ♪
♪ Baby drama while they not born ♪
♪ Live life for your new seas ♪
♪ Better watch them feds in them new leads ♪
♪ You better watch them dreads and them black beads ♪
♪ They put a curse on a nigga going full speed ♪
♪ Young homie better take heed ♪
♪ Young niggas need to go read ♪
♪ You only live once to get that cheddar ♪
♪ You got to go hard make shit better ♪
♪ La da da Oo Oo ♪ ♪ La da da Oo Oo ♪
♪ You only live once ♪
- Fuck man.
I ain't even do nothing to deserve this.
God, come one man.
Please, I'm a good person.
I'm a kill that nigga Jaq, man.
Bitch ass nigga.
Oh my, oh shit.
Oh my God, my wife gonna kill me.
God, I got to find a phone.
I got to find a phone.
I know she tripping.
I gotta get home to my baby.
(hip hop beat)
♪ Baby I apologize ♪
♪ I know that you've been traumatized ♪
♪ By him ♪
♪ Oh no ♪
♪ He's gonna pay the ultimate price ♪
♪ And I put that on my life ♪
♪ I swear, yeah ♪
♪ You see I'm feeling quilt and shame ♪
♪ Because of me you're in this pain ♪
♪ Oh yeah, baby ♪
♪ You know I'm coming with the flames ♪
♪ And I aint play no games ♪
- Where the fuck am I going?
♪ when I get there ♪
♪ I'm coming to rescue you ♪
♪ Coming to rescue you baby ♪
♪ I'm coming to rescue you ♪
♪ Coming to rescue you baby ♪
♪ I'm coming to rescue you ♪
- The train leave yet?
- Yeah, its already gone.
- Fuck.
When the next one coming?
- Like maybe five to six minutes bro.
- Shit I aint even got.
- You all right?
- [Lance] Yeah, I'm good.
- You sure?
- [Lance] Yeah.
- No problem.
(quiet piano)
- [Train Announcer] Train making all stops.
(soft piano)
- [Zues] You see, I can't have it no other way, man.
We need our money.
We gotta make moves.
We got shit set up that we trying to do.
We can't consolidate everything and keep things small.
- Hey Zues, you know what I mean?
What we need to start doing out here is collecting
that money that these cats owe us, man.
I mean niggas think that they
aint got to go ahead and pay us.
- [Zues] Quincy man, whatever he do is not only mine.
Lets get on they ass, bro.
We ain't take no shorts and we ain't taking a loss.
- Nah, We ain't taking none of that, man.
Let's see what I think is what we need to go do,
we need to just start going and setting some examples.
That means some heads got to start rolling.
- [Zues] Absolutely.
I'm all for setting the tone.
- You know what I mean?
- [Zues] We got to make this happen quick,
and it's going to happen fast.
We ain't got time to wait.
We got shit we trying to do.
- Because if not, we can't accomplish what we trying to
go ahead and accomplish.
- [Zues] Absolutely. Absolutely.
We always set our own tone anyway.
- [Quincy] Wait a minute.
What's this here?
- [Zues] The fuck?
- [Quincy] Hey, that's that boy Lance right there, man.
- [Zues] You damn right that's Lance.
- [Quincy] $100,000.
- [Zues] And he owe me and you?
- [Quincy] $50,000 ae piece.
Oh, we need that, man.
- [Zues] Every last bit of it.
A bird done fell from heaven.
- [Quincy] Say what?
- This motherfucker.
That's that nigga fucking Lance right the fuck there.
(tires screeching)
Don't fucking move.
Stay right the fuck there, nigga.
Bitch ass nigga, you think you can take money.
(Lance groaning)
- Ah, shit.
- [Zues] You taking my motherfucking money?
Bitch ass, get your ass in the car.
- Listen Lance,
the investors are half, play no games.
We can't have no mistakes with this money, man.
- Quincy, this is what me and my boss, this what we do.
- I'm taking your word on this situation.
- All right, I got you.
- Word is everything.
If you ain't got no word, man, you ain't got nothing.
- All right, I feel you.
I feel you on that.
But listen, this is what we do.
You going to get your money back in six months?
Double, might even be triple.
We got you.
- Yeah I like, I like, how you talking?
I need that money though.
- I got you. I got you.
Ah, shit.
- Where's my motherfucking money?
- You bitch ass mother fucker.
Fuck this mother fucker up.
♪ You can run ♪
♪ You can duck ♪
♪ You can hide all you want ♪
♪ But trust me nigga ♪
♪ Nigga you gonna pay ♪
- [Lance] Ah, it wasn't me, man.
♪ Got the moves got the killers ♪
♪ Got the hits coming for you ♪
♪ You can pray but you aint getting away ♪
- [Zues] I'm a cap this motherfuckers ass
♪ I'm on your ass nigga yes I am ♪
- Put this motherfucker in the car
♪ I'm on your ass nigga yes I am ♪
You little bastard.
- Man, leave my man alone.
GO pick on somebody your own size, man.
- [Zues] I'm a kick your ass. - Man, fuck you, all right.
♪ I'm coming for my money nigga ♪
♪ Yes I am ♪
♪ I'm coming for my nigga ♪
♪ Yes I am ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ I'm coming of my money nigga ♪
(hip hop beat)
(woman moaning)
- [Woman] Yes.
(man and woman moaning)
(banging)
(moaning)
(banging)
♪ Let me let me love you ♪
(banging)
♪ Let me ♪
- [Man] Laquita put on some clothes
and see who knocking on the damn door.
- What the fuck does that mother fucking man want?
Trying to get some fucking dick.
Motherfuckers ruining my day.
(door slamming)
Hell nah.
Why the fuck is this nigga at my door?
What I look like?
My wig all right?
He still want me.
What the fuck do you want Lance?
- Laquita, laquita please let me use your phone.
Please.
- What the fuck is important?
- Yo seriously, I can't tell you,
but please let me use your phone real quick, Laquita.
- Ah, Lance you want to use my phone?
- [Lance] Yeah, please Laquita, please.
- Fuck out of here dickhead.
- [Lance] This important, this why I never fucked wit you.
- You aint shit.
Walk to that bitch house and use her fucking phone.
- That's who I'm trying to call, my wife.
- [Laquita] Your wife?
And you gonna come here and put that in my face?
- No, Laquita please, just let me use your phone.
- [Laquita] Oh, so you still need me huh?
You still want this pussy?
I knew it. I knew it.
- Laquita, just give me the phone, please.
- [Laquita] You know what?
I'm a Christian, I've been baptized.
- Thank you. Thank you.
- So here, cause God would want me to do the right thing.
Sike.
- [Lance] Yo, you corny ass shit.
- [Tyrone] Laquita, who that at the damn door?
Who you talking to?
- [Laquita] Nobody Tyrone.
- My cousin Tyrone?
- [Laquita] Yep.
- [Lance] Yo, you aint shit.
Yo, oh my God.
- That's why the fuck you back.
That's why the fuck you here.
- [Lance] Never wanted your little dirty ass.
- Yeah, what the fuck ever Lance. Where you going?
Please come back.
- [Lance] Fuck you, Laquita.
- Damn his dick good.
Shit, fuck.
Bye Lance, I love you.
(door slams shut)
- She's here with a brick.
Its gonna probably be you.
Its going to flood every fucking thing.
- Nah, we aint gonna wait at all, man.
Lets do this shit.
- Hold the fuck up.
Is that that nigga Lance, yo?
- [Nice] Yeah, that's that bitch ass nigga right there.
- I got a text about this fucking bounty, yo.
- Blacky Knuckles set a bag on this nigga head.
- How big is that bag?
- Its a big bag, nigga.
- Is it enough?
(Nice mumbling indistinctly)
- Hey yo, fam?
Let me holler at you real fast.
(gunshots)
- Get that nigga, man.
♪ Can I get a witness right now. ♪
- Man.
(gunshots)
Pussy.
- Damn, bitch ass nigga getting away.
Come on get in the car.
♪ Keeping my head above water ♪
♪ Getting at that all mighty dollar ♪
♪ pounding up those streets scuffing up my junk ♪
♪ Something in the air is telling me it go down ♪
♪ Got to keep my hand on my toolie ♪
♪ Watch my back while I stand my ground ♪
♪ Hey hey hey ♪
♪ Gotta make it back home ♪
♪ Back home back home back home back home ♪
♪ I gotta make it back home back home back home back home ♪
- I'm coming home, baby.
I just want to come home.
♪got to make it back home ♪
♪ Back home back home back home ♪
♪ Back home yeah ♪
- [Juicy] We are getting a flood of calls and text messages,
y'all from West Philly over by the bottom and 42nd street.
Just got work that our runner was spotted
in North Philly near Broad and Erie.
Remember, whatever get this done.
There's 100 stacks waiting for you.
♪ Fighting for my life ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Trying to make it right ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Trying to take my life ♪
♪ Sin in the night ♪
♪ Sinner in my life ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Fighting for my life ♪
- What's good?
What's up?
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Trying to make it right ♪ ♪ Trying to take my life ♪
Bitch ass nigga
♪ Having all this dirty money make a nigga crazy ♪
♪ But I know killers on the rise when the violence hating ♪
♪ Body on my head better get it right ♪
♪ Shadows in the night hope I see the light ♪
♪ You know how I feel gotta drill just to pay the bills ♪
♪ You know how we feel ♪
♪ just gotta drill just to pay the bills ♪
♪ Hey I don't know a nigga 'cause he getting bit ♪
♪ Like to pray hollow head for a stick kid ♪
♪ You know what it is ♪
♪ Champagne for the chance to numb the pain ♪
♪ Send the night ♪
♪ Demons in my life ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Fighting for my life ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Trying to make it right ♪
♪ Just trying to make it right ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Trying to take my life ♪
♪ Demons in the night ♪
♪ Demons in my life ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Fighting for my life ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
♪ Trying to make it right ♪
♪ Shadows in the night ♪
- Hey Yo, Blacky?
- [Blacky Knuckles] Yo, tell me
something I want to hear, man.
- This nigga got away, man.
- [Blacky Knuckles] He got away?
The fuck has he got a horseshoe up his ass?
- Nigga I'm a get him.
I'm a get him.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Bring him to me.
- Nigga, I'm a get him.
♪ I know some niggas down to play ♪
♪ I sent some soldiers out the drop yeah ♪
♪ Might send some niggas out to watch yeah ♪
♪ I might send some nigga out to get ya. ♪
(ominous music)
(Madam chanting)
(hip hop beat)
- Excuse me ma'am, would y'all happen to have a telephone?
All right, thank you.
(funky music)
- [Madam] Hello, Lance.
I've been expecting you.
- Where am I?
Who are you?
- My name is Madam Imani.
- Do you have a phone I could use, Ma'am?
Madam?
Who, like ma'am?
- There are no electronic devices in here.
Now please, be seated.
- Ma'am, Madam Imari, I'm in a whole lot of trouble.
- [Madam] Lance, please be quiet and do as I ask.
Your life depends on it.
- Madam, I'm in whole lot of trouble right now.
(Madam chanting)
(women whispering inaudibly)
- Thank you Kitari, you may go.
Now, pick a card on the table.
- I, I don't have a lot of time, lady.
Like, come on.
- It is the almighty queen of hearts.
I see that your trying to make it back home to your queen.
You don't have much time.
- Much time for what?
- Tonight will be your biggest test.
Follow your love.
Follow your heart.
Your time is running out.
Please, hurry.
(funky music)
(hip hop beat)
- This is the worst fucking day ever.
My wife aint gonna believe this shit, man.
I swear she not.
Somebody got a phone in here.
- Is that the guy Blacky's looking for?
Yo, that's him, lets go.
Yo, put your hands up.
Right where you are.
- Hands up.
- Get up against the wall, right now.
- What the fuck I do?
Yo, I aint do shit, man.
Yo.
- Don't you fucking move.
Put him on the ground.
Get him on the ground.
Get the fuck down, don't move.
- Shit man, ah.
(crowd talking indistinctly)
- I can't breathe, man.
- The fuck you can.
You're breathing just fine.
Get the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up.
- I'm a call Blacky.
- Stay the fuck down.
- [Lance] Fuck, man.
- Stay down there.
Stay down.
(crowd yelling in distress)
- [Detective] Shut the fuck up.
Back up.
(crowd agitatedly yelling)
- We think we don't know you have a bounty on your head.
Yeah, stay right there.
All right, stay right there.
- What the fuck, dude.
Get off of him.
- Y'all fucked up.
- We got you on camera.
- Absolutely crazy.
- We got you badge numbers and everything.
- [Detective] Shut the fuck up.
Don't move, back up.
- Back up, Black Lives Matter.
- He didn't do anything.
- [Detective] Get in the car.
I don't know man.
All those people recording us.
I don't want us to lose our job over some stupid shit.
- Bro, that's 100 grand.
- I don't know, man.
- Look at that.
That could change your life right there.
Enough of this undercover cop bullshit.
Getting paid nothing having to get donuts all the time.
♪ They got me running yeah yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I'm so tired running in the streets ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired getting the heat ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired of the stress ♪
♪ got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired watching over my back ♪
♪ Everyday struggle ♪
♪ Running from cops and adverb poverty ♪
♪ Jobless teens turn to murder and robbery ♪
♪ The ball park and legislation is a mockery ♪
♪ Cops caught squeezing even had to cop a plea ♪
♪ How you tell a kid another way but drug monopoly ♪
♪ Graduate top of his class stuck without college fee ♪
♪ They call us members of a nation of a dying breed ♪
♪ Lost in the streets to gang war robbery ♪
♪ Tossed out to sleep made the three that's a lot to see ♪
♪ Physiological damage in the land of democracy ♪
♪ Think young buck give a fuck about Socrates ♪
♪ No sock on his feet been shit in a pot to eat ♪
♪ So called leaders in the media the hypocrisy ♪
♪ Been seeing the same familiar faces of hypocrisy ♪
♪ Boy rocked to sleep same spot they dropped the heat ♪
♪ To shed tears is red place where they block the street ♪
♪ We're so tired running in the streets ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired running in the heat ♪
♪ Go me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired running out the stress ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired watching over my back ♪
♪ Been this for the night ♪
♪ King James Saint Patrick ♪
♪ Every since I hand my future to evade and capture ♪
♪ Iron bars and barbed wire ♪
♪ These niggas capping ♪
♪ Four pounds in my right pocket ♪
♪ Cock the gun watching ♪
♪ No time for bus rides or upstate bids ♪
♪ When its dead or alive on the slide like KeKe dead ♪
♪ Laws out of state interstate catch me if you can ♪
♪ The capping mean nothing bust them on the stand ♪
♪ Back against the wall I'm Micheal Jackson through traffic ♪
♪ No way the tip back bus don't want to catch the hoes ♪
♪ Move when it rains its dark outside ♪
♪ Niggas are valet at light speed parked outside ♪
♪ Kill or be killed now a fugative from justice ♪
♪ Go on my old feet over the mouth on some just shit ♪
♪ Price on my head they trying to collect the bounty ♪
♪ 2021 Suzuki ion bust out on a Audi ♪
♪ I'm so tired running in the streets ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired running with the heat ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired running out the ♪
- Man, what we gonna do like.
I want chains.
I want this, that, and the other.
- Look.
- We out to take what we want, man.
- Hold up, that's that $100,000 man right there.
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired running out the stress ♪
♪ Got me running ♪
♪ I'm so tired watching over my back ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I'm so tired running in the streets ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I'm so tired running with the heat ♪
♪ I'm so tired running out the straps ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I'm so tried watching over my back ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Run run run run ♪
- Our father who art in heaven, hollowed be thy name.
They kingdom come, thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us out trespasses.
As we forgive those who trespassed against us,
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
(Lance whispering)
- Hello?
- Hey, do you got a phone, sir?
I know this is awkward and
I know I'm just rolling up on you,
but do you have a phone I can use?
- A phone?
- Yeah.
- Sure.
Are you okay?
What's your name?
- Lance, Lance.
- I'm Pastor Dan.
- Oh Pastor, its great.
- Bless you.
- Oh my God.
- Nice to meet you.
- Bless you, thank you so much.
- A phone, of course I have a phone. Come, come.
Right here, come right this way.
- Thank you. Thank you.
- Of course.
- God, you like the first good person I've met all day.
Oh my God my wife gonna be hyped.
I aint picked up a phone all day.
So, I don't know how she really feel
about me right now, Father.
I feel like I'm confessing to you.
Father, I aint really like no church guy, but after this
I might need to start going.
Like, you are a blessing right now.
- Well, maybe you should come to my church.
- What church is that.
- 1st Corinthians Church of God.
- [Lance] Well, that sounds like a good one.
(Pastor Dan chuckling)
- This the phone.
- [Pastor Dan] Yes, here's the phone.
- Thank you, man. Thank you.
Oh my God, I got to call my wife.
I know she worried sick about me. Its our anniversary.
Remember, I told you outside.
So, you know.
- [Pastor Dan] Lance.
- Oh, hold on.
- [Pastor Dan] Lance!
Put the phone down, now.
Now, get in the basement.
Now move.
- Its been a long day.
- I said get in the basement, now.
Get in the basement, now.
- [Lance] I'm going.
I'm going.
- [Pastor Dan] Now.
- [Lance] Father, please, man.
I don't got nothing.
I don't even know you.
- [Pastor Dan] Go.
- [Lance] Just let me go.
Aint you a man of God?
- [Pastor Dan] Oh, I'm a man of God,
and a lover of men.
Now, sit down. Sit.
- [Lance] I'm sitting.
Listen, I'm just trying to get home to my wife.
- Take off your clothes.
- What?
- Shirt first, Lance.
Take it off.
- I aint into that freak shit.
(cocks gun)
- Well, I am.
Shirt first.
- Man, I got a wife.
No, I've got a wife.
- I don't have all night, Lance.
Yeah, I like those tats.
- Listen, I've been running all night, my ass dirty.
Like I know you don't...
- Cuffs.
- What cuffs?
- Behind you, cuffs.
Put them on.
Put the cuffs on.
- Its on.
- Other hand, Lance.
Come on, other hand too.
(phone ringing)
Damn it.
Every time.
My wife calls at the worst possible time.
- [Lance] You got a wife and she know you do this?
- Be quiet.
(phone ringing)
I'm not done with you yet.
You stay right here.
- [Lance] It aint to to be this way.
(phone ringing)
- [Pastor Dan] Hi, honey.
Yes, how was your day?
Great.
Listen, dinners on the stove.
Its ready for you.
15 minutes?
Sure. Great. Great.
Oh yeah, Jeopardy was great.
Yeah, it was absolutely great.
Oh, Alex Trabeck is a master.
The guys got two episodes left.
That's right, very sad.
(door shutting)
(ominous music)
Where are you going?
Get back here.
- You sick, you need Jesus you freak.
- Damn, I lost another one.
- Oh my God.
Got fucking niggas shooting at me.
I got white men trying to fuck me.
What type of shit...
- [Juicy] Runner, runner, runner,
you can run but you can't hide.
Blacky Knuckles got every gangster and goon
in the city on your ass,
and if you knew Blacky he aint never giving up.
I see you pretty sick and crafty, but trust and believe
you will slip up sooner or later.
(hip hop beat)
- Shank!
Damn, where the fuck is Shank at?
Shank? Shank? Shank!?
- What?
I just robbed First National, man.
- Oh my fucking God, Shank.
- $40,000 dollars.
- Shank. Shank.
- Nah, dog.
What I want you to do is invest this in your new company.
Invest it for me, man.
Shank, you just making me an accomplice.
Man, I can't get into this.
- You already one now, bye.
- Shank.
Oh my God, I got to get some new fucking friends, man.
Shank. Shank. Shank.
- You supposed to have invested the money,
but you stole it from me.
- I thought that's what they was gonna do, man.
I gave it to my boss.
That's what he said he was gonna do with the money.
- Now, I'm about to cut you from your asshole
to your God damn tonsils.
- Shank, you know me man.
- [Shank] Do I know you?
- Shank, I aint got it.
- I thought I God damn knew you.
- [Lance] I did too.
- I'm gonna fuck you up.
- Shank! Shank, man!
(men grunting)
- Motherfucker.
I'm gonna kill your motherfucking ass.
You done took my God damn money.
I'm gonna kill you.
I'm gonna kill you, motherfucker.
I'm gonna kill your ass.
Give me my God damn money, motherfucker.
You got my God damn money.
- Get the fuck off, Shank.
(ominous music)
- I'm gonna kill your ass.
Ah, God damn it.
(Shank screaming)
You stabbed me you son of a bitch.
- Shank, I'm a get you your money, man.
I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry.
- Wait till I get ahold of your motherfucking ass.
I'm gonna get you.
(Shank maniacally laughing)
I'm gonna get you ass.
You gonna shank Shank, bitch?
(Shank sinisterly laughing)
Shank can't die, bitch.
I need a fucking damn hospital, right now.
(soft piano)
(hip hop beat)
♪ Oh ah ah ♪
♪ Oo Yeah ♪
♪ Listen. ♪
- Lance. Lance.
Its Cookie, your neighbor.
- Ms. Cookie?
- Yeah, you okay?
- No, can I hop in?
- Come on in.
♪ And she found a new lover ♪
- Oh, Ms. Cookie thank you.
- You okay?
- I'm having the worst day ever.
- And it just got worse motherfucker.
- Ms. Cookie, you too?
- I know you got a bounty on your head,
and Ms. Cookie needs that.
(gun jams)
Shit, dumb.
♪ I aint supposed to cry I'm loosing my mind ♪
♪ Loosing my mind loosing my mind ♪ ♪ I'm loosing my mind ♪
♪ Loosing my mind loosing my mind ♪
♪ I'm loosing my mind ♪
♪ Loosing my mind loosing my mind ♪
♪ I'm loosing my mind ♪
♪ Loosing my mind loosing my mind ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ I keep getting her voicemail ♪
♪ When I call her on her phone ♪
♪ Thought we were doing all right ♪
♪ Tell me where did it all go wrong ♪
♪ I pay all the bills ♪
♪ And I gave all my love ♪
♪ I bend over backwards for her ♪
♪ But I guess it just aint good enough ♪
♪ I'm loosing my mind ♪
♪ Loosing my mind loosing my mind ♪
♪ I'm loosing my mind ♪
- I know Pam tripping, man.
She aint even believe this shit.
Man, its my first year anniversary
and I'm fucking up like this,
and its not even my fault.
Oh my God, think, think, think, think, think.
Oh God.
(jazz saxophone)
She probably not even gonna believe me.
Oh my God.
I got to get back to my wife.
Nah, fuck that shit.
I got to go back to my baby.
(funk music)
♪ Listen ♪
♪ See I been through some crazy things ♪
♪ Some things I just can't explain ♪
♪ But I'm so glad to know that ♪
♪ That chapters over ♪
♪ Yeah yeah ♪
♪ I've lost from friends along the way ♪
♪ Can't wait to see them again one day ♪
♪ Truly missing them but I know that there in a better place ♪
♪ I'm going through it so ♪
♪ Pray for me ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Why don't you pray ♪
♪ Pray that I make it through another day ♪
♪ Oh oh oh oh oh ♪
♪ Pray for me ♪
♪ I need to pray ♪
♪ I pray that before its all over I find my place ♪
♪ Baby I'm on my way back home ♪
♪ To right all my wrongs ♪
♪ To right my wrongs ♪
♪ and hopefully when I get there you'll forgive me ♪
♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪
♪ I know that I hurt you so ♪
♪ Sorry I hurt you so ♪ ♪ And your mad at me yes I know ♪
- Babe?
Ah, fuck.
(wife groaning)
Babe?
♪ Pray for me ♪
♪ Why don't you ♪
- [Blacky Knuckles] Surprise motherfucker.
- [Lance] Ah, shit.
Shit, I aint do shit man.
It wasn't me.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Shut the fuck up.
- Yo babe, did they hurt you?
- [Blacky Knuckles] Shut the fuck up nigga.
You should be worried about what I'm gonna do.
Shut the fuck up.
- Yo man, my boss man.
He got that shit, man.
It wasn't me.
- I'm the only fucking boss around here.
- [Lunatic] Ah, shit.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Hey Forest Gump, drop something?
- Yo, just don't touch my wife, man.
- You put all my fucking money into that business.
You think you can just take
Blacky fucking Knuckles money, nigga?
- [Lance] It wasn't me, man.
- [Lunatic] Shoot that nigga.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Anniversary today, huh?
- Yeah.
Yo man, just leave me alone, man.
- You know what?
- Yo, I know exactly where your money at.
I know where they at.
- [Blacky Knuckles] You gonna take me there motherfucker.
Get the fuck up.
- God bro, let me fucking pop her, bro.
Let me pop her bro.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Hey Lunatic,
that bitch move blow her fucking wig off.
- Oh, trust me I'm gonna pop her
right in the fucking neck, bro.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Come one motherfucker.
- [Lance] Its gonna be good, babe.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Shut the fuck up.
Get, come on.
- Ah, shit.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Get the fuck up.
Get up nigga.
- [Lance] Ah, fuck.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Get the fuck up nigga.
(Lance groaning)
♪ Sometimes I just need a peace of mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just want to get high ♪
♪ Sometimes I don't want to be alive ♪
♪ Sometimes murder just be on my mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just need a peace of mind ♪
♪ Yeah peace ♪
♪ Sometimes I need space cause I need to breathe ♪
♪ Cause negativity can find a way to be received ♪
♪ And when the pressure built up it got to be relieved ♪
♪ Sometimes you got to cut them off ♪
♪ if they don't meet your needs ♪ ♪ You ever try to ♪
- Please don't hurt my wife.
- Nigga, fuck you wife.
I don't get a fuck about you or your wife.
Now, you gonna take me to
these motherfuckers who got my money.
♪ Cause you looked like shredded paper ♪
♪ I kept it real with everybody ♪ ♪ I was never faking ♪
♪ But I can't expect that energy back ♪
♪ I kept it solid they evaporated ♪
♪ Riddle me that ♪
- [Lance] I aint no thief, man.
I aint no thief at all.
- Man, shut the fuck up and point this
motherfucking house out.
And you better hope my motherfucking money is in there.
- There is go right there.
There go his car.
Ah, shit.
Yo, I just want you to get your money
so this situation over with.
I aint no thief, man. ♪ I just want to get high ♪
♪ Sometimes I don't want to be alive ♪
♪ Sometimes murder just be on my mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just need a peace of mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just want to hear guns fire ♪
♪ Cause you know I'm a dark mind ♪
♪ And I'm running for more time ♪
♪ No respect for niggas who trying play both sides ♪
♪ Saggin when they riding wit you ♪
♪ But left you to ghost ride ♪
♪ Bitch ♪
♪ But devil never let my knees hit the floor ♪
♪ Never ♪
♪ My mother tell me that I'm meeting the Lord ♪
♪ That's what she said ♪
♪ True love and affection what I need in my core ♪
♪ I need love ♪
♪ No one was there when I was bleeding before ♪
♪ All the shit I been through I should probably be dead ♪
♪ Could have worked it out ♪
♪ Instead let the violence and stayed ♪
♪ Hear voices ♪
♪ I hear them bitches inside my head ♪
♪ I should probably see a doctor to prescribe me some meds ♪
♪ Because ♪
♪ Sometimes I just want to get high ♪
♪ Sometimes I don't want to be alive ♪
♪ Sometimes murder just be on my mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just need a peace of mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just want to get high ♪
♪ Sometimes I don't want to be alive ♪
♪ Sometimes murder just be on my mind ♪
- What this motherfucking doing?
♪ Sometimes I just need a peace of mind ♪
(Lance knocking)
♪ Sometimes I just want to get high ♪
(everyone talking quietly)
♪ Sometimes I don't want to be alive ♪
- What the fuck, its open.
♪ Murder just be on my mind ♪
♪ Sometimes I just need a peace of mind ♪
♪ I just want to get high ♪
♪ I don't want to be alive ♪
♪ I just need a peace of mind ♪
- [Lance] Ah, fuck.
- All of you ladies get the fuck out of here.
- [Woman] See you all.
- So, y'all the ones fucking up Blacky's money?
- No, that's a misunderstanding.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Misunderstanding?
- We invested it.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Get the fuck over there, both of y'all.
- The money's invested.
- [Blacky Knuckles] Shut the fuck up, motherfucker.
This what y'all do with my money, huh?
- [Connor] There's been a misunderstanding.
- Get on your motherfucking knees now.
You, get over here, now.
Get the fuck over here.
(Jaq groaning)
- Ah man, you got the wrong person.
- Fuck I got the wrong person.
My money all over this floor.
And these bitches ran out of here wit half of it.
(gunshots)
(gunshot)
These streets is fatal.
You motherfuckers like to take my money.
Shit, was better off without you
motherfuckers taken from me.
(Lance breathing heavy)
Happy anniversary, motherfucker.
(soft piano)
♪ Settle down safe and sound ♪
♪ Oh the fire is burning ♪
- [Juicy] This is your girl Juicy-J and we have red alert.
The 100 stack bounty has been called off.
Yes, you heard me.
Its been called off.
Seems like there was a big misunderstanding,
but congratulations to that runner
for surviving one hell of a night.
I'm hearing he escaped a few close calls.
Either God was on your side or you just one lucky ass nigga.
Until next time, is your girl Juicy-J
signing off from black underground network.
♪ The place where it all started ♪
♪ This is where I'm wanted ♪
♪ Home is where the heart is ♪
♪ Come and go ♪
♪ Always know home is here forever ♪
♪ Highs and lows the unknowns ♪
♪ We will stand together ♪
♪ You and I ♪
♪ Oh oh ♪
♪ When I am with you I am home ♪
♪ You are where I belong ♪
♪ The place where it all started ♪
♪ This is where I'm wanted ♪
♪ Home is where the heart is ♪
♪ Mm mm mm mm ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ♪
♪ When I'm with you I'm am home ♪
♪ You are where I belong ♪
♪ The place where it all started ♪
♪ This is where I'm wanted ♪
(Lance groaning)
- Babe.
(Robyn groaning)
- Babe, ah shit.
Babe, my fault, babe.
Ah, babe.
Oh my God babe.
I'm so sorry.
I swear, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry babe.
Babe, I'm sorry.
♪ You are the air that I breathe ♪
♪ You're the wind beneath my wings ♪
♪ Baby you are are are are ♪
- Don't you ever do no shit like that to me again.
- I know, I'm sorry, babe.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
♪ Baby you are are are are ♪
♪ My my my my ♪
- Happy anniversary.
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ You are the rainbow in my sky ♪
♪ The sparkle in my eye ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ Baby you are are are are are ♪
♪ My my my my ♪
♪ You are the string that flows through me ♪
♪ And the key that sets me free ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ Baby you are are are are are ♪
♪ My my my my ♪
♪ My everything ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ Baby you are my everything ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ You are my sunshine moonlight best friend soulmate doctor ♪
♪ Lover fixer baby you are ♪
♪ Are are are are are ♪
♪ My my my my ♪
♪ You are my happy heartbeat starlight ♪
♪ Sweet treat starlight melody poetry ♪
♪ Baby you are are are are are ♪
♪ My my my my my ♪
♪ My everything ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ Baby you are ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
(hip hop beat)
♪ We don't care we them hustlers ♪
♪ We them gangster we them Gs ♪
♪ We them ballers shot collars ♪
♪ Aint nobody seeing me ♪
♪ We them soldiers ♪
♪ We them players ♪
♪ We be popping those rubber bands ♪
♪ We them goons we them bosses ♪
♪ Aint nobody do it like we can ♪
♪ We them niggas ♪
(hip hop beat)
♪ We them kids we them hustlers ♪
♪ We them gangsters we them gs ♪
♪ We them ballers shot collars ♪
♪ Aint nobody seeing me ♪
♪ We them soldiers we them players ♪
♪ We be popping them ribber bands ♪
♪ We them goons we them bosses ♪
♪ Aint nobody do it like we can ♪
♪ We them niggas ♪
♪ Nobody can mess wit me ♪
♪ We them certified gs ♪
♪ We them niggas ♪
♪ Nobody can mess with us ♪
♪ We dangerous ♪
♪ We them niggas ♪
♪ Nobody can mess with me ♪
♪ We them certified Gs ♪
♪ We them niggas ♪
♪ Nobody can mess with us ♪
♪ We dangerous ♪
♪ We them niggas ♪