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- This is De'Andre, say hi, baby,
Look at that smile,
I love my baby boy with all my heart and all my soul,
He wasn't brought into this world to be chased
by no white police, or to be shot and chased down
like no goddamned dog either,
He also wasn't made to be in nobody's prison,
I love my baby, don't fuck with mine,
(baby cooing)
You're so perfect,
- [Angel] Robert get over here,
- I'm really happy you came to De'Andre's birthday party,
- [Angel] I wouldn't have missed it for anything,
- I just hope they turn out to be best friends,
- Me too, I have a feeling that they will,
- Long as you don't go moving out the city on me,
- It's not in the plans, I'm in school right now
working hard on my nursing degree,
You know, something I can always make money doing,
- Long as you don't go moving to like,
Lancaster or Vegas,
- Girl, I'm not moving to no hot ass desert
or the South, that's out,
You see my baby right over there,
little Robert, he don't fit in into nobody's South,
- Soon Robert and De'Andre gon' be little men,
I just wanna be able to support him,
- People be moving to the hood for low-cost rent,
If it's too good to be true--
- I rather work two jobs and do what I gotta do
than to have my boy end up in that trap,
That endless trap that his daddy is going through,
- I know what you mean,
- It's like that man license being taking away
for child support, I ain't even tell on him,
With early convictions to get you into the system early
and lightning fast,
I wanna avoid all of that,
(grunts in acknowledgement)
- I be doing the same,
Working, not selling my pussy for a few lousy dollars,
(chuckling)
I can't do it,
- Hallelujah, 'cause we damn sure better than that,
- A lot better,
What's up with your girl?
I heard she a striper now
and can't keep that shit out her nose,
- She's all right, she is my friend,
- [Angel] Okay,
- I mean, you really think she wanna be doing
that stripping shit?
She hate it, she just feel like she gotta do
what she gotta do,
- She need to check in somebody school, you did,
- School is not for everybody, Angel,
- Hoes need to pick up a book
and get they reading levels up,
- What's wrong Ebony?
- Nothing much,
I have goals, I fell like I got pregnant too soon,
I know my child needs his daddy,
That's something I know,
I have so many things I wanna do,
I wanna be rich and I'm not talking
pay check to pay check neither,
- That's what's up Ebony,
So just promise you not gon' move out of LA on me,
- [Angel] I promise girl,
(mellow hiphop music)
(dog barking)
(helicopter chugging)
- Dear God, please grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change,
Give me the courage to accept the things I can
and the wisdom to know the differences,
Thank you for keeping me and my mama,
Diamond and my baby girl, Jenny, out of trouble,
Amen,
¶ Backpacks, big guns and backpacks ¶
¶ Big guns and backpacks ¶
¶ Big gun and backpacks ¶
¶ I just got my mack back, my mack ¶
(engine rumbling)
(phone clicking)
(tapping on door)
(gun clattering)
- [Shady Melvin] Nigga what you want, what's up with that?
- Don't sneak up on me like that again, Shady Melvin,
You almost blew your goddamn head off,
- Man, relax man, listen,
I was just coming to find out if you wanna go
on a lick with me,
- This nigga, move, move,
(door slams)
Nigga, I already done told you,
I don't rob black people no more,
I hustle for mine now, cuz,
Get the fuck up outta here,
- You sure?
- Yeah, nigga, I'm sure,
Get the fuck up outta here,
(alarm dinging)
(door slams) ¶ I'm from the set ¶
¶ Where most niggas' mommas and drug heads ¶
¶ Hungry little zombies but we honor the blood shed ¶
¶ I'm from the set ¶
¶ To all my niggas you can find in the mud dead ¶
¶ A couple gotta do as much time as the judge said ¶
¶ I'm from the set ¶
¶ The little kids can't play in yards ¶
¶ And everyday's a blessing, so we praying, Lord ¶
¶ Can't foot it 'round the set so we stay in cars ¶
¶ My feet like the Houston Hs they stay in stars, nigga ¶
¶ Orange chucks selling ¶
¶ Laces fat ¶ - Hey,
¶ I'm from the where most niggas catch cases at ¶
- I've been texting you all morning,
Did you get it?
- Yeah here,
¶ So me and the guns at the same place and place is hot ¶
¶ It's a cold ¶ - It's all yours,
- Ay, I'm cooking,
So how much cook can I put in there?
- Ranch said like seven,
- [Cartoon] Oh bet, yeah, he good,
- Hey Linda,
What's up my nigga, how you doing?
- [Willie] Chilling,
Ay that nigga Melvin came over here looking for you again,
- Yeah, I seen that nigga earlier,
And you know, I don't trust that motherfucker,
- [Willie] Hey cuz, came over here twice
looking for your ass,
- You know, I don't know why
that nigga think I'm a bitch,
And that nigga stay trippin',
Fuck (speaking away from mic),
Ay Linda,
Ay, where the fuck is Linda's ass at?
- Shit, she should be up her room,
- Cuz, did you get my text?
- Yeah nigga, we back on,
What the fuck is the problem?
- Nigga the police came by here earlier,
- Nigga for real, what they say?
- You sound dumb,
- We ain't even answer nigga, chill out,
- [Linda] What's up?
- [Cartoon] Check yourself,
- Linda where the fuck you been at?
- Fell asleep, D,
- [De'Andre] I've been calling you for five minutes,
- What's up?
- Look I got a sample, how much money you got?
- I ain't got no money, you said it was a sample,
- I'll have money tomorrow when I go shopping,
- Look, look, I don't give a fuck,
Go get the tools,
- I got 'em,
- Look I don't even know how long I can sit on the dope,
(objects clattering)
¶ Hungry little zombies, but we honor the bloodshed ¶
¶ I'm from the set ¶
¶ To all my niggas you can find in the mud dead ¶
¶ A couple do as much time as the judge said ¶
¶ I'm from the set ¶
¶ Where most niggas mommas is drug heads ¶
¶ Hungry little zombies ¶
- My nigga what's that you listening to?
¶ I'm from the set, to all my niggas ¶
- Check that shit out, man,
¶ In the mud dead, ¶
¶ A couple gotta do as much time as the judge said ¶
- Remember that Mexican nigga, Danny?
He made the beat,
- Check that shit out, D, - Serious,
- Shit, hey, that's what's up,
- It's some shit you like? - Stacked,
- Danny been working on-- - My nigga Danny,
- You know that Mexican dude?, - Yeah, that nigga Danny,
that nigga got that shit, right,
Let me listen to that shit,
- Yeah, ay, get him wearing
headphones, - Let me see that shit,
- [Cartoon] Fuck with it, I'm cook,
I'm cutting the dope to the beat,
- Y'all rock with that, - Ay, we gotta get
on that shit, for sure,
- Yeah man, one hundo,
I got you, I got you, - Hit that nigga up,
- Ay, I'm serious, hit that nigga up, that shit hard,
- [Willie] Look at Linda,
- [De'Andre] What the fuck?
- [Willie] Man, that's a damn shame,
- Linda,
Linda, (hand smacks)
What the fuck?
- Can't believe this shit, - She dead?
- [De'Andre] Check if she still breathing,
- I ain't touching that bitch,
Fuck outta here, nigga,
- Dude what the fuck we gon' do?
- She ain't dead,
Watch out, y'all niggas is stupid,
- Nigga, wait, wait, hold on,
What you 'bout to do?
- Nigga this shit got tumeric in it,
Fitting to wake her ass up,
Watch out man, calm down,
She do this shit all the time, my nigga,
- [De'Andre] You sure you know what you doing?
- Nigga, she a junkie,
I know what the fuck I'm doing,
(ominous orchestra music)
(liquid squirting)
- [De'Andre] My nigga, crazy as fuck,
Man look, get the fuck up,
We ain't got time for that, we'll come back for her,
Come on, let's go,
- She solid,
- [De'Andre] Cartoon,
get the fuck up, let's go, - I'm still cutting the dope,
- Nigga let's go, damn,
(plane rumbling)
(trunk creaks)
(doors slamming)
¶ Nigga won't pull the seat up out that ¶
¶ Stash spot in the seat, I pull the heat up out back ¶
¶ To put a nigga in the paper ¶
¶ Ain't gon' read about that, damn ¶
- Original, that nigga just a copy,
(sirens wails)
All of it, all of that shit,
¶ The whitey got torpedo out mack ¶
- Turn that shit down,
- What?
¶ I'mma feed 'em out back ¶
¶ 'Cause life's a bitch, well get busy don't ¶
- What?
- What you do with that dope?
- It's in my bag, it's in the trunk,
- Motherfucker, is you serious?
- Yeah, how the fuck was I supposed to know?
- You see what the fuck I'm talking about?
- Man here they come,
- [De'Andre] Goddamn,
(ominous orchestra music)
- [Officer] Roll call, whether temperature--
(siren wails)
- [Officer] Put your hands where I can see 'em now,
- [Woman] This is a 48 clear, 215 Meadow,
- [Woman] We have a 45 clear, level 45--
- [Officer] License and registration,
- What's up officer?
- [Officer] Don't move,
- Hey Cartoon,
- Yeah, - We good?
- My license suspended,
- Nigga, what the fuck?
- I just got insurance, the car in my sister Pam name,
- Hey, no talking, - Are you serious, cuz?
- [De'Andre] Niggas heard that shit,
- Here come officer dickhead,
- So, it's look like your license is suspended,
I'mma need y'all to step out of the vehicle,
- Excuse me officer, what are you pulling us over for?
- [Officer] Loud jungle music, get out of the car,
- Come on let's go, get out, come on,
- [De'Andre] Always do this shit,
- Are you serious? - Get out of the car,
- Really, - It not even that serious,
(door creaking)
- [Officer] Turn around,
- Loud jungle music, - Turn around,
- [Officer] Hands on the roof,
Spread your legs,
- Come on, - Loud jungle music,
- [Willie] All this for some loud ass music?
- [Officer] Sit down,
Sit, sit,
- [De'Andre] Is that really necessary?
(car door slams)
(siren blaring)
- [Officer] Sit down,
(blows out air)
- So y'all go through them white neighborhoods
pulling over white motherfuckers?
- [Officer] Oh, we like the hood,
Oh, we've heard it all before,
I ain't done nothing wrong,
It's because I'm black, right?
- Get up,
Get, get up,
- [Willie] You ain't gotta do him like that,
(keys jingling)
(object clattering)
(hinges creaking)
- What's this?
Where'd you get all that money from huh?
Where'd you get all that money, homie?
- That ain't even no fucking real money,
I can make way more than that shit?
- Yeah, yeah where's the pay stubs?
- Man, you ain't nothing But just a beat cop,
Fuck you come off asking a grown man
where he get his money from?
Ask my motherfucking attorney,
- [Officer] Smart mouth little shit,
Your mom never tell you not to talk shit to the police?
- [De'Andre] Fuck is you,
- So what's up?
How's your man here have so much money than you, huh,
he your boss?
- I ain't got no boss,
Ain't you Mexican?
White man over there your fucking boss,
- Shut your fucking mouth, - Nigga, shoot,
- Let's go, get up, get up, get up,
(trunk creaking)
- Gun, partner,
- Everybody get up, we got cases on all of y'all,
Come on get up, get up, get up,
Take your money,
- Ay, get on,
Get on my nigga, Willie,
Yeah,
(footsteps thumping)
- What's his name?
Huh, what's his name?
What's his name, - Get your hands off my neck,
- Tell me his name, I know you know his name,
- Don't worry about it, Martinez, we got these two,
(beeping)
¶ Let Jesus lead you ¶
¶ All the way, all the way from ¶
¶ Earth to heaven ¶
- Do all of them from the left to the right,
¶ Lead you all the way ¶
- You ready to talk?
It's all right, you'll be talking soon,
¶ Let Jesus lead you, let Jesus lead you ¶
- [Officer] Stretch your hands out,
¶ Let Jesus lead you, all the way ¶
- Put your arms down, turn around,
¶ All the way from ¶
- Lift your left leg up
¶ Earth to heaven ¶
- [Officer] Turn around,
¶ Let Jesus lead you ¶
- Open your mouth
¶ All the way ¶
- Move your tongue around, up, down, left, right,
¶ He led my father all the way ¶
¶ All the way from Earth to heaven ¶
¶ Let Jesus lead you ¶
(objects clattering)
- Man, I can't afford to take another case,
That was some dumb shit you did,
- I'm taking the case,
Call my sister, Pam, she gon' get the bail together,
She gon' holla at Diamond, post our bail, all right,
So stop fucking complaining,
Man,
If I had everything right with my license,
think they would ever have searched the car?
- You knew that shit, right?
Fucking asking me something like that,
Them cops from earlier that came knocking at the door,
were those the same cops?
- I don't know,
- What you mean you don't know?
You ought to remember every police officer
you encounter with,
especially behind a fucking criminal record,
- Nigga, I don't know,
- Hey, my nigga,
Yeah, you with the tattoos on your face,
You gon' eat your sandwich?
- I'm good,
Knock yourself out,
- Thanks,
Dang these motherfuckers is good, homie,
So what they got y'all brothers up in here for?
- They said they found some weed and some guns,
- [Cartoon] Hey, quit that shit,
- [Man In White] No shit?
- Yeah, no shit,
- Hey, you gon' eat your sandwich too, homie?
- It's all you,
Man, can't trust the police,
- Man, I know,
- So what the fuck are you, a reporter?
- Hey man, I'm just making conversation,
It's cold up in here, man,
- Oh, why don't you got get yourself a fucking blanket?
Go ask the jailer,
Niggas get locked up, they just let themselves
get treated any kinda fucking way,
Man, if it was a white boy up in here,
I bet you he'll be up on the phone with ACLU,
So why don't you go get yourself a blanket
and stop asking all these fucking questions?
- My bad,
Ay yo deputy,
let me get a blanket man, I'm cold,
(somber orchestra music)
(laughing)
- Hell no,
Man, these fucking fight videos,
(exclaiming)
Oh,
Oh, damn,
(chuckling)
- Tell my momma I'm sorry for all the pain
that I caused her,
- Old pie in the sky ass,
- What, what'd you say?
- No, I was just saying,
I just wanted to hear what you got to say,
¶ Tell my momma I'm sorry for all the pain that I caused her ¶
¶ But my mom from the hood, I'm a banger regardless ¶
¶ But momma this EBK, I'm a banger regardless ¶
¶ I like the fact that I'm a bastard ¶
¶ I never needed a father ¶
¶ This EBK, every body killer ¶
- That's real cool man, I know a dude
that'll sign you to a recording contract,
- That's real tough,
If you youngsters would've drove your car
on private property,
them white trash cops wouldn't have been able
to search your shit,
- Ay y'all cut that shit out, unless you wanna stay here,
Hood, Williamson, you made bail,
I don't wanna see you back up in here, young man,
- [Cartoon] Fuck you,
- Man, get your weird ass back,
ain't nobody call your name,
Ay, don't come back,
(bag crinkling)
(somber orchestra music)
(low rumbling)
- Can you not smoke that cigarette in front of me?
- Look, you just better be happy
I picked your monkey ass up, all right,
And I've been smoking since you was in a car seat, son,
This my car, De'Andre,
No smoke ain't gon' hurt your little skinny ass,
- Why do you even smoke Newports?
You know those kill more black people than bullets, right?
- Oh so you want me to get you an Uber, huh?
Worry about your goddamned self, all right,
And like I said, be happy I picked your monkey ass up,
- I do feel lucky, mom,
Where's Diamond?
- Diamond is at school and the baby is (mumbles) at house,
(sighs)
What are you gonna do, son?
- About what? - Your life,
- I don't even know right now,
Gotta figure some stuff out,
- You need to get a goddamned job,
- I'm trying to make some money,
Besides, I got a baby
and I can't make no money working no job,
- Well yes it is gonna be better than you being in jail
being treated like some goddamned animal,
- That car wasn't even mine,
Them guns ans shit, they wasn't even mine,
- Don't you understand that none of that matters now,
all right,
They gon' put a case on your monkey ass
and now you gotta pay,
- Pay what?
- Bail bonds, attorneys fees, the list goes on
and on and on,
And now they gon' be watching every move you make,
Yeah, that's the life you chose,
(sighs)
Look,
all I can do now is pray for you
and you better be praying too,
- I am praying, that's all I do is pray,
Thanks mom, I love you,
- I love you too, sweetheart,
But you know what, this gas ain't for free,
So cough it up, give me some money, please,
- Here we go with this again, - I'm serious,
- Always trying to get me,
- Give it to me,
- Here,
Look mom, thank you for coming to get me,
I don't know what I would do without you,
By the way, you look beautiful,
- Whatever, son,
- I'm serious,
Look, I hope we still shot,
somebody house today,
Let me get a hug, - All right,
Listen,
please, try to get a real job, okay,
Trap house is just like it sounds,
It's a trap,
- I will,
Thanks momma,
- All right, I'll see you later,
- [De'Andre] Okay,
(shower spraying)
- D,
D,
- Diamond, - I'm in here, D,
(somber piano music)
- How was school, baby?
- It was okay,
You okay?
- I had some problems all bad,
- It'll get better, keep your head up,
- Yeah, but, Cartoon did some dumb shit,
And all them motherfuckers got my work,
- I heard,
- Look, I'm not even trying to hear that right now,
- All right, you can always find a way,
- It's harder every fucking time,
- You just (speaking away from mic)
feeling sorry for yourself or you gonna get in here
and wash that jail off of you?
- I forgot what I was about to say but fuck it,
(somber piano music)
(shower spraying)
(breathing heavily)
- Don't come in me,
- What?
- Don't fu, oh shit, don't fucking come,
(grunting)
(chuckling)
- What you laughing about?
- (chuckles) Why the compliments?
I know you, what you want?
- I got what I want,
- What's that?
- That's you,
(laughing)
- Oh, you mean this?
- Yeah,
- Be real, I'm sitting right here,
No, it's yours,
But I'mma tell you right now,
don't be fucking none of these bitches,
- What?
- I'm telling you again,
you better not cheat on me, De'Andre,
- D, what type of man do you think I am?
- [TV Announcer] Frozen, squeezy breezy
and yummy lemon lime--
- I love you, you the one that I want,
You the mother of my child,
Doesn't any of that shit mean anything to you?
Damn, you always gotta spoil something with that shit,
- I'm just saying I'm not keeping myself
looking good like this, working hard
and going to nursing school
trying to build something for us, for our family
and then you go out and stick your dick
in one of these hood rats,
So if you do, I need you to understand,
it's over, partner,
- I ain't even doing none of that,
Why would I even do that, huh?
Why?
- You ain't gotta get mad,
- I ain't mad, I got enough shit on my mind, okay,
- Well, we all do,
- Chill,
- You mad?
Hmm, are you mad?
- No, I ain't mad,
(chuckles)
- Oh shit, what is that on your forehead?
- What are you talking about?
- Is it, it's a bug,
- Where? - Hold up, hold up, hold up,
It's right, there, (hand smacks)
(laughing)
- So that's what we doing now?
So that's what we doing,
(chuckles) Okay,
- No, - I got you,
That's what we doing? - Unh unh, stop De'Andre,
(laughing)
- [De'Andre] That's what we doing?
Okay, okay, you win,
(exclaims)
Oh shit,
(giggling)
- [Diamond] I mean it,
(somber piano music)
Good morning (giggles),
- Good morning,
- [Diamond] Did you sleep okay?
- [De'Andre] Yeah, I did,
Where you going?
- I gotta drop Jenny off at day care real quick,
- (groans) Jenny,
Wait,
before you go
I need you to do something for me,
Look, I've been thinking,
I can't be in the streets with nothing,
- What is it?
- It's insurance, I paid it up for two years,
It's worth half a mil,
It's for you and Jenny,
- Okay,
I mean, do you feel like you gon' die or something?
- Hell no, - You know you can
feel stuff like that-- - No,
No, - Before it happens, right,
- I'm not,
I just been thinking,
I can't be in these streets with nothing,
If I'm gone, I need to leave y'all with something,
I need y'all to be taken care of,
- Okay,
All right, I'm just checking, bro,
All right, calm that ass down,
I think it's thoughtful,
- You do?
Thank you,
- [Diamond] Don't be scaring me like that,
- [De'Andre] I love both y'all,
- [Diamond] I love you, man,
- I love you too,
(lips smack)
Make sure y'all get there safe,
Take my ass back to bed,
(sheets crinkling)
(engine rumbling)
(door thuds close)
(gate rattles)
- Hey,
Y'all moving?
How you doing Robert?
- Yeah girl, we leaving,
- Where?
- Lancaster,
(laughing)
- Lanca, (laughing)
why you moving all the way the hell out there?
(chuckles)
- I found a little three bedroom, it's a rent to own,
You know, I just, I just stopped by to say bye,
- Damn, everybody moving huh?
- Everybody moving,
I just think we'll be better off out there, you know,
And I keep this boy right here outta trouble,
(children screaming)
- Well damn girl,
You know I'mma miss you, right?
- I'mma miss you too,
- Hey, you take care young man,
All right, you watch yourself,
(chuckles) All right, well, drive safe,
- Okay,
- I don't know if them tires gon' make it out there though,
- [Angel] I'll be doing the best I can,
- All right girl,
- All right, - Bye Robert,
- Bye, - Bye,
(engine rumbling)
(low rumbling)
(door slams)
(gun fires)
- Where the money at?
Oh, you a old school player huh?
You a old school player, huh?
(grunting)
Yeah, fucking weirdo,
Put your hands behind your back,
- [Salesman] Come on man, I'm bleeding, I'm gonna die,
- Shut up with this fake ass watch,
You're lucky I'mma spare you,
- [Salesman] No it's not,
- Shut your ass up,
(groaning)
Don't fucking try me again,
(door slams)
(ice cream truck thrilling)
- [Cartoon] Hey, how was your day at school little man?
- [Levi] Good,
- Where did you learn that?
- School,
- For real?
Man, ay listen here little nigga,
what is you doing?
You have options,
Why are you out here trying to throw gang signs?
What is you do, this ain't cool,
Think this lifestyle ain't no joke,
this lifestyle ain't for you,
I don't ever wanna see you out here
trying to be like me, okay,
- Okay,
- Okay?
- Okay,
- Come on man,,
All right, my bad, I didn't mean to get at you like that
but, I'm just saying, don't try to be like me bro,
All right, let's go get something to eat,
(grill sizzling)
- [De'Andre] What you grilling?
- [Man] Ha, ha, I ain't seen you in a while,
- Yo, it's been a long time, man,
How you been? - I'm good,
I heard you been doing good though,
- Yeah, you know I had to rack up like 85 stacks,
- Whoa,
- I actually got something for you,
It's all yours,
- Not bad, youngster,
- Yeah, - Not bad,
Ay, you still got that Cadillac?
- No man, I had to sell it,
- Yeah, but you know what, that's all right,
I can't tell you how many times
I done been through that shit, bit you'll be back,
- Yeah, man, it's like anything can happen in these streets,
That's why I never questioned the game,
- My man, well lookey here,
you hold on to that 'til you get back on your feet,
I know you good for it,
- Look, thanks and all but,
I ain't trying to owe nobody shit,
- (laughing) Man, you young cats are more serious than ever,
- [De'Andre] I mean, shit, we gotta be,
- I respect that, but this here is a solid,
You don't know me nothing,
See I know how it be out here,
- For real?
- Yeah,
- Thanks,
- Right on, - Appreciate it,
- Man, you got it,
Oh, yo, yo, yo, one more thing,
Hey, you seen that little nigga Bobby around here?
- Robert? - Yeah,
- Angel son?
- That nigga,
- Nah, I haven't seen that nigga in a while,
- Yeah, well he owe me some money,
So if you see his little ass around here,
tell him I need him to come talk to me,
- For sure, I got you,
- And one more thing young homie,
this been really weighing on my mind,
See you young cats, just don't get it,
If a bitch call the police on you, she want you dead,
And when the police show up,
understand they coming to kill your ass,
So shoot or die,
'Cause back in the day, them white bitches
used to have a motherfucker hung
for some stupid shit like that,
But see and these black chicks around here
need to understand what they doing,
You dig?
- Yeah, I got you,
- Right on, yeah, you got it,
All right,
You make sure you hang around,
I've been marinating them damn wings for two days,
(engines rumbling)
(fence rattling)
- I see you're still alive,
- (chuckles) Course I am, clown ass nigga,
What you going on, a little date or something?
- Made it to see another day,
Must be a miracle,
- What's that cologne you got on?
What's that shit like
high karate, is that what they call it?
(chuckling)
That shit that come in that green and black can,
- Stupid young nigga,
- Nigga, what?
Get your ass on,
(ominous orchestra music)
(sirens wailing)
- [Officer] Freeze, put your hands on your head,
Freeze,
(gun fires)
(cheery banjo music)
Freeze,
¶ Oh run nigger, run, the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well you better get away ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well you better get away ¶
¶ Nigger run, nigger flew, nigger tore his shirt in two ¶
¶ Run, run, the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well you better get away ¶
(cheery banjo music)
¶ Nigger run, run so fast ¶
¶ Stowed his head in a hornet's nest ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well you better get away ¶
(helicopter chugging)
¶ Nigger run through the field ¶
¶ Black slick coal and barley heel ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well you better get away ¶
(helicopter chugging) (cheery banjo music)
¶ Some folks said, nigger won't steal ¶
¶ I caught three in my corn field ¶
¶ One had a bushel and one had a peck ¶
¶ One had a rope it was hung around his neck ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run well you better get away ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well the pattyroller get you ¶
¶ Run nigger, run, well you better get away ¶
(helicopter chugging)
¶ Oh nigger run and nigger flew ¶
¶ Why the devil can't a white man chew ¶
(helicopter chugging)
(footsteps shuffling)
(dog barking)
(sighs heavily)
- What's up Jefferson?
Can I get some of that?
(paper crinkling)
(liquid gurgles)
- Rough night?
- Yeah, I guess you could say that,
(chuckles)
- You love LA,
- Man, this ain't even my T-shirt,
- (chuckles Shit,
Man, man, man,
You sure be going through it, don't you neighbor?
- Look man, I'll be all right,
But have you seen Diamond and my baby this morning?
- She left right before you walked up,
- Man, what's up with you Jefferson?
Look, I know you ain't just no whino,
- It's my house,
My nephew Leon don't own it, I rent a room to him,
It's my goddamned house,
- That's big,
You know that?
- Just remember, it's chess, not checkers out here,
You got to be strategic,
Women and children can make mistakes
that us black men can't,
That's why jails are full of niggas,
they get you to make that one mistake
when you're around 19 or 20,
And then they make your ass a felon
and bam, you in the system,
- Shit crazy,
But why do they do that?
Why is the system so fucked up?
- You just make sure you take care of that girl of yours,
Take good care of her,
You and your daughter, man that's all you need, man,
These motherfuckers in these streets just come and go,
You'll find out soon and
your friends will be doing Olympic jail terms
and getting killed,
You just remember that
and keep that in mind, hmm,
And remember, don't let nobody tell you
you can't do something,
- Motherfuckers always telling me I ain't shit,
or I'mma be dead or end up in jail,
- You just be smart and don't do no dumb shit yourself,
(sighs)
- Well look man, I gotta go,
I need to take this fucking bullshit off anyway,
Plus I need to look for another job on the internet,
- Oh,
Yeah,
- What you giving me?
- Here,
- What's this?
- If you serious about finding a job,
you could talk to Fernando,
He's over there at Olympic and Pico Boulevards,
- Fernando,
(grunts in agreement)
On Pico Boulevard, where they sell the dirt weed?
- That's right,
- Thanks, thanks Jeff,
- Yeah,
- Cool, I gotta get going,
Thank you,
This clown ass nigga,
- Dumb ass nigga, man,
Shit,
(liquid gurgling)
(grunts)
(somber piano music)
(metal clanking)
(liquid gurgling)
(jug thuds)
(sighs heavily)
- That smells good, what you cooking?
- [Diamond] Oatmeal,
- Where is my, oh there she is,
- Say hi, nana,
- Morning momma,
- Can you do me a favor?
Can you pick her up from day care, please?
- Sure, no problem,
Look at that boo boo, who wouldn't want to pick up
that little cuteness,
- Why, where you gon' be at?
- Why are you asking me that, huh?
That's a rhetorical question,
I ain't never known you to be the jealous type,
- I asked you a simple motherfucking question,
- School, okay,
Can you not see?
Some of us care about the future, De'Andre,
- You know, you looking real nice, De'Andre,
Don't mess up your blessings this early in the morning
with all that foul mouth and stank attitude,
- Look, I'm the lone ranger here,
Y'all think me working at some moving job
is something special?
I ain't trying to be no fucking slave,
- Hmm, all right, you know what, I'm out,
I might come back later, but if I don't,
I'll see you first thing in the morning, all right,
(baby fussing)
- All right, momma,
So you think me working, lifting heavy ass
back-breaking furniture all day is good?
- You wanna know the truth?
- Yeah, Diamond, what's the truth?
- I think it's progress,
- Progress, that's bullshit,
Economic equality, now that's progress,
- Oh, yeah, nigga, progress,
A forward movement towards a destination,
Advance,
Going,
(chuckling)
- That racket you call a school, got you real smart, huh?
- Gosh, nigga, you complaining and you ain't even got
the damn job yet, - I'm complaining?
- Yes,
- Look, I'm just trying to tell you how it is,
- Okay, - That's all I'm trying to do,
- Just give it a try, okay,
You might end up liking it,
Besides, what kind of example are you setting for Jenny?
Hmm?
Give me a kiss,
Say, love you, daddy,
- Bye baby,
- (lip smacks) muah,
Bye baby, - All right,
(engine chugging)
- Man, look at my dogs looking all fresh,
- [Deandre] Shut up,
Man, where you get that damn sweater from?
- [Willie] Exactly,
- Ay what they call that shit,
a gentile, my nigga?
- [Willie] Who picked that out for you?
- I look good in it,
My sister Pam got this Rouse,
- [Willie] Rouse or Ross?
(laughing)
- Man, I don't know why you hating,
Matter of fact, why you even going to this job interview?
You know you don't want no job,
Illiterate ass,
- [Willie] I could read,
I don't know what you talking 'bout,
- [De'Andre] You gon' let him talk to you like that, man?
- Man, ain't no hoes in this in car,
We doing what we gotta do,
Can you say the same 'bout yourself?
- Man you a hater,
- What's that?
- Matter of fact, here, it's a brochure,
Here read this,
(laughing)
- Man, I could read, don't know what
you talking 'bout, - You bring a brochure on him,
- He just mad 'cause I got away (chuckles),
- [Cartoon] Man, tell us what that say,
(paper crinkling)
- What's good, you can't read, cuz?
- [Willie] Man, he just mad, trust me I can read,
- Man, nigga, you quick to talk shit,
but you know you ain't shit,
- Ay, ay, cut that shit out,
Ay, cut that shit out,
Take that shit outside, not in my car,
- [Willie] Get your ass,
- Always do this,
(car doors slamming)
Ay, I got a fucking interview to go to,
You good?
Nigga you good?
You good?
I got a fucking interview,
- Nobody tripping man, you need to chill out Cartoon,
- Yeah, I'm good,
- Hit this,
- [Deandre] You sure?
- That's what I'm talking about, cuz,
- That's all you need and you good,
- Ugly ass sweater,
- [Deandre] Damn,
- Ay you know what, let me put the strap up
just in case I do get the job and shit,
You know, what I'm saying, pop the trunk,
(door clicks open)
- It open,
I don't even know why you brought that shit,
You're trying to get a job,
- Just 'cause y'all ain't ready, don't fuck it for me,
Shoot,
(sighs)
(mug thuds)
(sighs heavily)
- Lopez,
Okay,
Lopez, why do you wanna work here at Atlas?
- I need to make some money for rent, food,
shit like that,
(chuckles)
- Shit like that,
I'm gonna give you a second chance
to answer that question, okay,
- Where you from, homie?
- You talking to me?
- Yeah, - I'm from LA,
- Who you bang with?
- Is you serious cuz, we in a fucking interview?
- Shit, you all tatted up, you look like the type,
(clipboard clatters) - We all got that look,
- Yeah, who is you?
- Huh, I'm Farell, but I come in peace, homie,
(scoffs)
- Yeah, aight, - Course he do,
- Look I know your big homie thirsty as fuck,
he was in San Quin with my cousin Rich,
He a rapper,
- Yeah, I know him,
He got that one song,
Hill money, yeah, - Hill money,
- Oh, hill money?
- Yeah,
- [Willie] Money shit,
- That's your peoples?
- Yeah,
- You rap?
- Hell yeah,
Do you rap?
(scoffs)
- Do you rap? - Do I rap?
Yeah, I rap,
- Well shit, spit something,
- Right here, right now?
- Why not?
- I got you,
(drumming hiphop beat)
Yeah,
¶ Now I let the top back when I get high ¶
¶ I remember freestyle sessions in the g-rod ¶
¶ You wasn't with it if you ain't had you a Hyundai ¶
¶ Even the little home girls took 'em sometimes ¶
¶ Even the little home girls ¶
Shit,
- What is this?
- My bad,
- Nathaniel Petticoat,
- Yeah, that's me,
- Come on in,
- Yo, - You straight,
- Yeah I'm good, - All right, sup homie?
- Stop banging on my damn table,
(door slams)
- Is everything good?
- You wrote here that
you've been to jail
and that you have a record,
- Yeah, I'm on parole, sir,
- Most people lie,
- I only lie in court,
- So why do you need the job?
- Well, I don't actually need the job for money,
I got money,
- So then why are you here?
- It's a condition of my parole,
I gotta be employed,
Gloria Rodriguez said, you'll know what's up,
(money shuffling)
- One second,
(phone thuds)
It's $500 up front,
- It's all there,
(money shuffling)
- All right,
Listen,
sign right there,
sign the rest of the paperwork
and the time cards,
Welcome to Atlas Moving Company,
- You got it man,
This shit easy,
Easy boy,
Drove out here for--
- This nigga right here, who the fuck is this?
(mumbling)
What's good brother?
Hey, we having a like a little party,
you should come through,
- Shit, as long as y'all can guarantee my safety,
- Guarantee my safety, - You hear that shit?
- Guarantee my safety, - You heard that?
Man, you straight, we got you,
- Shit I'm in that bitch then,
- Oh yeah, - For sure,
(chuckling)
(blows out air)
(hiphop beat)
(sign buzzing)
(door knocking)
- What took you so damn long?
- Now you got what you need, I need to head back to work,
- Don't be rushing me, Leon,
How much money you got?
- What are you talking about?
I just went to the projects to get this for you,
- This ain't enough,
Give me $200,
- 200, hell no,
- Come on, Leon, this little shit,
that ain't gon' do nothing for me,
I ain't no hoe,
Come on,
(sighs)
I hope you got a condom,
You got five minutes,
(sheets crinkling)
(zipper whizzing)
(grunting) (sighing)
All right, that's enough,
- What?
- You gotta go to work, man,
And I'm just trying to smoke,
Sit down,
Here,
Have some,
- No, Monica, I'm good, I'm good,
- Just try it, if you don't like it,
just don't fuck with it no more,
- All right, I'll try it,
(lighter clicks)
(sizzling)
(ominous music)
(lighter clicks)
(sizzling)
(chuckling)
Let me try that,
(lighter clicks)
(sizzling)
(exhales audibly)
¶ S much time as the judge said, I'm from the set ¶
¶ The little kids can't play in yards ¶
¶ And everyday's a blessing so we praying lord ¶
¶ Can't foot it 'round the set so we stay in cars ¶
¶ My feet like the Houston Hs ¶
¶ They stay in stars, nigga ¶
¶ Orange chucks and the laces fat ¶
¶ I'm the set where more niggas catch cases at ¶
¶ It's also known as the place ¶
¶ Where it's racist at ¶
¶ So we and the guns at the same place ¶
¶ And place is hot, unh ¶
¶ It's a cold game but the heats is hot ¶
¶ From homicides and over niggas body ¶
¶ Sheets is dropped ¶
¶ In the cold for the bodies, niggas peeps is hot ¶
¶ 'Cause they gave their life for the set ¶
¶ But the streets is not ¶
¶ Gon' do you the same ¶
¶ But you have to stay true to the game ¶
¶ No matter if it's a life ¶
¶ Saving even two to the brain ¶
¶ You wanted to bang, but it ain't no joke about it ¶
¶ You gon' do it then you got to be a loco 'bout it ¶
¶ I'm from the set where most niggas mommas is drug heads ¶
¶ Hungry little zombies but we honor the blood shed ¶
¶ I'm from the set, to all my niggas ¶
¶ You can find in the mud dead ¶
¶ A couple gotta do as much time as the judge said ¶
¶ I'm from the set, where most niggas mommas is ¶
- Fuck,
- How was work?
- Hard ass work,
I feel like that hamster
that run on the wheels,
You know that, they keep running and running
and they get nowhere,
His only achievement is that upside down water bottle
and that's not even a fucking achievement,
For the simple fact that
that water bottle was always available to him,
- That good, huh?
So, I'm guessing you're not happy with your job?
- I guess, for you lifting heavy ass furniture
for the white man in Marina del Rey
is some career achievement, right?
Them motherfuckers is always doubting me,
thinking I'm gon' rob they shit
knowing that I need this fucking job,
- Okay,
Look,
I get it,
Just try to make the best of it, okay,
Hey,
- All right,
- Okay,
I'll see you later,
Got to beat this LA traffic,
- Fuck man,
Look I don't know if I could keep doing this fucking job,
(zipper whizzing)
- Stop being so hard on yourself,
(speaking away from mic)
- Oh hell no this motherfucking Leon,
(door slams)
Sup, Leon, you not talking shit today?
- Nigga, - Okay,
- Shit,
- Gimme kiss,
(lips smack) Bye,
In the house,
- See you later,
- Later,
(keys jingling)
- Be safe, - Okay,
(speaking in foreign language)
- What's up little man, you good?
- Yeah,
- Ey look, I'm glad you brought this little nigga over,
This little nigga gon' be somebody one day,
- For real,
- Hey, how's school?
- Good,
- That's cool, - That's cool,
Ay look, when you grow up,
don't sell no drugs,
- [Cartoon] So you a preacher now?
- Man, shut up,
Look, you can make just as much money working an honest job,
You hear me?
- Yeah,
- Everybody need to watch this movie,
- Yeah, they do,
Let me get a hit of that shit,
(mumbling) Nigga,
- We really do this every other Friday,
Sip a lil something, blow a lil something
and watch "Scarface",
- This movie more interesting than church, in my opinion,
- I wouldn't know, the only time I went to church
was at my homeboy's funeral,
(upbeat dance music)
(sighs heavily)
- Man that ain't good, you should try it out one day,
- (mumbling) alone with it,
Y'all really think Jesus gon' come and save y'all?
He only favor the rich white people,
If that wasn't true,
why our neighborhood so fucked up man, huh?
- Man, you crazy, it's gon' get better,
It has to,
- Yeah, see that in itself
ain't s'pose to be like that, man,
- Ey, you got a lawyer?
- Nah man,
I got this public defender,
His name like Arnie Cinco,
some, some white bullshit, man,
- Nigga you sound scared, you scared?
- Hell no, are you?
- Man, the only thing I fear is being worthless,
Shit, being used by white people,
They try to destroy your self worth,
make a nigga feel like a slave,
You know what I'm saying?
(speaking in foreign language)
It's like they watching your every move,
scoping niggas and shit like that,
Shit crazy,
(chuckles)
- Man, sounds like that job really getting to your head,
- Man, fuck that job,
Shit,
Thank you "Scarface",
I'm going back to make some real money,
- You say you gonna show me how to shoot a jump,
(gun firing on television)
- On one condition,
- [Levi] What's that?
(liquid gurgling)
- Don't tell my girl I've been drinking,
(chuckles)
- I ain't no snitch,
- Yeah, you better not be,
(chuckling)
Pass that,
(gulps audibly)
¶ What you mean ¶
¶ What you mean though ¶
¶ Watch me guess, I be in the hood, I be in the hood ¶
¶ I be in the hood, I be in the hood ¶
- [Farell] Look who showed up to the party,
I thought y'all be scared to come out here,
¶ Club, throwing out the hood ¶
- We good being here?
- Hell yeah we good,
Look this my shit and I invited y'all here,
Plus these are my homies and they already know what's up,
Asia,
- [Asia] What?
- This D,
- Hi,
- How you doing?
- I'm good,
I'm Asia,
- I'm De'Andre,
- Damn, I ain't never seen you around here De'Andre,
- Well, you see me now,
- I see you, - Yup,
- Hey, take care of him for me, I'mma circle round,
- So what's up?
- What's good, you trying to go inside?
- Yeah, let's go,
- Why you always trying to hit my weed?
- Man, I got the same five you got on it, nigga,
Pass that,
- All right,
Give me my,
(Asia speaking away from mic)
(door slams)
(sighs)
(upbeat hiphop music)
- [Woman] How you doing?
How you doing?
(upbeat hiphop music)
(laughing)
- I was just chilling,
But you said that (speaking away from mic),
Well there you go, I know,
Hey baby, I was looking for you,
- Bitch, what the fuck is this?
- Whoa, whoa, calm down,
What is wrong with you?
- Don't say shit,
- Stop, - Who the fuck is this clown?
- I don't know-- - Man, relax,
it ain't even that serious,
- Relax, what?
- Hey, baby, stop,
- You picked the wrong one,
- He has nothing do, stop,
- Are you trying to protect this fool?
- No, I'm not, stop, Eddie, - Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa,
- Fuck you nigga,
- [Cartoon] Ay man get back,
(gun fires)
(woman screams)
- Gimme that, shit,
(bottles clattering)
(ominous orchestra music)
- What is it?
- Laquisha is at the door,
she got a video, - Wait, whoa, whoa, too close,
- Okay,
(hand smacks)
What's this?
- It's a receipt for the shovel,
- You got this motherfucker from Walmart?
- Yeah,
- [De'Andre] Fucking clown,
- Fuck it, where my change at?
Man, keep it, I know you ain't even got it,
- Shit, bye Felisha,
- This shit crazy, Walmart got some good ass prices though,
Shit,
- True,
- What's up Laquisha, what's up with you?
- I good, how are you?
- I'm good, how are you?
- I'm good, check this out,
I got something for you,
- What's that?
- Oh shit,
(gun fires)
- Shit,
(gun firing repeatedly)
That shit crazy,
Hey, has anybody else seen this shit?
- Man, my little cousin and Blacky and them,
you know Blacky, right?
- Nigga, what the fuck,
Yeah, yeah,
Did anybody else get a copy of this?
- Nah, it's all yours,
I figure it could help you out
with a law suit or something,
- Shit, maybe,
- Nigga, them clowns was shooting at you
like they was some fucking cowboys,
Trying to take your motherfucking head off fam,
- Y'all hear this shit?
Coulda got my motherfucking ass,
Look,
Anyway, thank you,
- Wow, thanks man,
- I appreciate that shit, no problem,
- I got you, - I got you too,
- All right, see you guys,
- [Cartoon] All right,
- Damn D, what you gon' do, bro,
- Nigga, make no fucking sense,
- That's reckless,
- Ay, you know what we can do?
We can edit that shit and make a motherfucking music video,
Like some type of War Stars type shit,
- Unh, nigga,
- You know we gon' get some bitches with that, nigga,
- Nigga, fuck you, - Always fucking playing, man,
(exhales)
(mellow hiphop music)
¶ Hop out click clack blast, yeah, nigga brains out ¶
¶ Blow a nigga shit back fast ¶
¶ Hop back in the whip, hit the gas ¶
¶ Hit the weed real hard then pass ¶
¶ We don't talk about it, we already did that ¶
- You see that shit nigga?
That shit hard as fuck right there,
- Yeah, it is, - That nigga hook me up, bruh,
Nigga on some real shit, that nigga fucked it,
- That shit bad,
(ominous orchestra music)
(footsteps tapping)
- What did they say?
- [Jerry] They agreed to the proposition 36 deal,
You get a drug program,
- [Slater] No jail time?
- Take the plea and you could get probation today,
Not so bad, considering you were charged
with felony possession,
- Not bad, Jerry,
Thank you,
- No problem, (money crinkling)
Hey, say hi to your dad for me,
- Will do,
(exhales audibly)
What'd they get you for?
- Bullshit ass weed and gun case,
What about you?
- Meth lab, but look at me, I'm white,
They let us off easy,
- Course they do,
- I tell them I use that shit
and I get put into a drug program,
(scoffs)
- That lawyer over there with the $2000 suit,
that's all you?
- Yeah, (footsteps approaching)
He your attorney?
- Hell no, I don't fuck with white lawyers,
(chuckling)
- That's real,
I could tell you got heart,
I like that, my name is Slater,
- De'Andre,
- Get at me with the money, I got the best,
- Word?
- You like white bitches?
(scoffs)
- Shit, maybe,
But I got a girl,
(chuckling)
- Me too, come on, YOLO,
- Crazy motherfucker,
Here's my mix tape,
- Can't stop, won't stop, huh,
No doubt,
Cool, that's you?
- Yup,
That's me,
(ominous orchestra music)
¶ We don't talk about it, we already did that ¶
- Wait, rewind that back,
¶ Click, clack, blast ¶
- What these fools just say?
¶ We don't talk about it, we already did that, ¶
- Oh these rappers think they tough for real, huh,
Well we gon' see,
¶ Nigga ship back past ¶
¶ Hop back ¶
- Fuck EBK,
(ominous orchestra music)
(children chattering)
- Levi is a very bright student,
Go ahead and show your big brother what you can do,
(chalk scraping)
Excellent,
- Damn, how the fuck you know how to do that?
(clears throat)
Oh, oh, excuse me ma'am,
I mean good job, Levi, we say good job, all right,
- It's okay,
He really needs his mom and dad,
- He ain't got a mom and our daddy just got out of prison,
- I didn't know,
- It's okay, I ain't expect you to,
All right look, here's the deal,
I'm kind of all he got right now,
you know I get him ready for school,
Me and my sister Pam,
we look out or him,
help him with his homework, you know,
We all he got 'til our pops get back on his feet,
- Do you have contact with your dad?
- Yeah, even though it be hard but
he family and we don't turn our back on our loved ones,
You know, I'm taking him to go see him,
- Great,
great,
Cartoon, thank you for coming by,
- [Cartoon] You're welcome,
- You tell your dad I said hi,
- I will,
- It's really important that we let them know
that we love them, so you just go ahead and reassure Levi,
- He know, that's my lil bro, you know what I'm saying,
(hands slapping)
Yah,
That's what we do, this clown,
(chuckling)
I wouldn't be here if I didn't care,
But you know, what's up with you?
You seeing anybody?
(chuckling)
- As a matter of fact, I certainly am,
I'm newly married,
- Is that right?
So who's the lucky guy?
Oh so you like them Asians, huh,
What's wrong with the brothers?
- I like 'em all, I do, (laughs) I do,
Yeah, although we are a blended family,
It's like the majority of my students,
- [Cartoon] Is that right?
- Mm hmm, he got kids from another marriage
and I got my daughter,
So it works out,
- Mm hmm, you know, that's good, I'm happy for you,
- Thank you,
And you keep up the good work, young man,
- Yes Mrs, Carson,
(mellow piano music)
- Man, I remember when I tried
to take you all to a Dodger game,
It was all good, 'til you burst out crying
because you was so bored,
(laughing)
- Man, I ain't never liked baseball, man,
- Man,
I haven't,
I haven't laughed in a long time,
You don't know how good this feels,
I just wanna say thanks for taking care of little man,
You and Pam,
- Yeah, about Pam, pops,
You know Pam still mad at you right?
She just, she just can't get over it,
It's a woman thing I guess,
- I can't help the fact that she feels affirmed
or doesn't feel acknowledged by me,
I know, I wasn't there, I was on the inside,
- You know she still love you though,
she just, she just can't express it, man,
- I'm an ex convict, I'm used to all types of people
not valuing me, period,
but my own daughter, it's tough for me,
- I know it is man, but you know what,
if us as a family don't lift each other up,
ain't nobody going to,
- It's just so frustrating that it hurts so much
that I wanna help but I can't,
I can't do a goddamned thing but exist,
It's not the same as living,
- Man, you're being too hard on yourself, man,
The good thing, you outta jail, man,
there's fresh air, you know,
You ain't in the cell no more,
I'm proud of you,
Man, just focus on getting yourself right, pops,
- I'm just happy to see y'all,
I'm really glad you boys came down to visit me,
I just wish I had my own house
instead of them having me down in this rundown
hotel room down in Skid Row,
Come here, come give me a hug,
- Your pops,
(mellow piano music)
- All right, - Love you, dad,
- Come here son, - Ey, I'mma be back next week
with Levi too, all right,
- You boys take care, - Stay outta trouble,
I better not get no collect calls man, all right,
(mellow piano music)
- Don't fucking play,
- Better not be no weirdo, - Say no stupid shit,
Ain't no fucking weirdo,
- Have me going in no weird ass nigga's house, bruh,
- This man mean business all right,
Just calm it down, - All right, all right,
all right, (door clicks open)
- You made it,
- What's good?
- I got for you, just what I told you,
- For sure,
That's all you,
- [Slater] This is the guy I was telling y'all about
with the rap music,
That's Allison,
- Hey,
I heard your song, I liked it,
- Thanks,
This a bad ass house,
- Mom gave this house, dude,
- Ey, whatever happened with your case?
- Remember the white guy with the $2000 suit?
- Yeah,
- [Slater] Got my probation dropped,
- That's cool,
- [Slater] I don't gotta report or nothing,
- That's crazy,
Well shit, go ahead, count it Slate,
- I trust it's there,
We'll talk soon,
What's up with your case?
- Man I got court on the 24th,
Shit this is my crimey right here,
He had took the case with me,
(grunts in agreement)
- That's fucking solid,
Slater,
- It's Cartoon,
- Ey, well shit, y'all take care,
We gotta go anyway,
- [Slater] You sure you don't wanna hang around
a little longer?
- Nah, I'm straight, I don't feel comfortable
with all this dope on me,
- Yeah man, we got moves to make, let's go,
- Okay, hey, call me,
- For sure, we got business shit to do,
- [Slater] Yes sir,
(footsteps receding)
(grunting)
- Ay man, you really gon' trust
these trailer trash snitches?
I know you seen the Donald Trump sign on they lawn,
Come on now, check it, check it,
We gon' come back later tonight,
we gon' rob 'em all right, simple as that,
- Look man, look, nah they cool all right,
You make some real money fucking with them,
Stop tripping,
- [Cartoon] All right,
(scoffs)
- What's your deal?
- You really gonna trust these fucking niggers, man?
You know they're probably gonna double back, reckon,
Probably go grab their homeboys,
and rob us, fucking kill us,
Shit,
- Hey, let 'em come,
(scoffs)
- Little Freddy got killed last night,
- [De'Andre] I know,
- It's dangerous out in these streets, De'Andre,
It's like Syria,
You already got a court case, you need to stay in the house,
You not Superman,
- I'm already in the damn house, Diamond,
I ain't no stupid nigga out here with a fucking death wish,
And besides, you ain't my mother,
you just my bitch,
- You know what, I'm not gon' be your bitch
too many more times,
Calling me a bitch,
- Okay, so who's bitch are you then?
- De'Andre, I might not be your mother,
but she gon' tell you the same thing,
- Yeah,
- I know you cheated on me,
- So that, is that what this shit is all about?
You're crazy,
- I know you did,
- No I fucking didn't and you're wrong again,
I'm getting the fuck up outta here,
- You know what you did, De'Andre,
- [De'Andre] Didn't do shit,
(birds chirping)
(cars rumbling)
(horn blaring)
(people talking in background)
(gun fires)
(woman screams)
(ominous orchestra music)
(dog barking)
- Cartoon dead,
- What?
- [Man] He dead,
- Who did it?
(scoffs)
(car doors slam)
(engine revs)
Son of a fucking bitch,
Niggas took that nigga,
- [Man] If you think trials are dramatic
on TV or in the movies,
wait until you participate in a real one,
- What you realize is that this is real, this is not--
- This is some bullshit,
- [Man] This is not fake--
- Not guilty,
How 'bout that?
(chuckling)
- Our mans was there,
(laughing)
- What's up my homies?
- Laquisha, what's the deal? - What up Quish?
- What's up, what's up?
Listen, y'all got something for Cartoon?
Come on that's the homie,
That the nigga homie, come on,
All right, bet,
(cup thuds)
- The original deal is gone,
- What, can they do that?
- They did it,
- This is fucked up,
Is that what me paying you $10,000 get me?
- Don't get it confused, De'Andre,
That white bitch prosecutor wants
to send your black ass to prison,
have a jury back there right goddamned now,
- What are they saying?
- Problem is a dead man can't take a case,
When your pal Williamson got himself murderer,
your alibi died that day,
They ready to take your ass to trial today,
- So what are my options Mr, Grimes?
(sighs)
- Since Mr, Williamson can't testify,
it's your word against the police word,
- That's not gon' fucking work,
- Now, who do you thin a jury is going to believe?
Certainly not you,
- Of course not,
So what do they want?
- They wanna give you a prison number,
- Fuck,
How long?
- If you take the deal today, 18 months,
- What the (chair scrapes), 18 months?
You know I'm not gonna fucking take that,
- And if you go to trial and lose
and with your gang enhancements attached,
you're looking at 10 years,
- That's some fucking bullshit,
- And you have to pay me an additional $15,000
to represent you at trial,
- Fuck, - Are you willing to do that?
(knocking loudly)
- Police,
(knocking loudly)
LAPD Homicide,
- Can I help you?
- I'm Detective Thomas, my partner, Detective Lilliefield,
We're with the LAPD Robbery and Homicide Division,
- [Lilliefield] De'Andre Hood here?
- No,
- Could we come in and take a look?
- You got a search warrant?
- No, but 30 minutes and a phone call
we can damn sure get one,
- Well you gon' have to go get that,
'cause you ain't coming all the way up
and through here,
- My sister look, we just wanna ask De'Andre a few questions
and we gon' be on our way,
- I'm not your sister,
You Uncle Tom,
I'm just smoking a cigarette on my porch
minding my own business,
You two can get the fuck on,
Get off my porch,
Asking 'bout De'Andre (mumbling),
(door slams)
(dog barking)
(footsteps receding)
(knocking loudly)
- Go away,
(sign buzzing)
(knocking loudly)
Dumb strung out nigga,
There's no way I'm letting him in here,
- Open the goddamned door bitch,
I'mma count to three,
One,
Two,
- [Monica] You're not my man,
- Fuck you,
Fuck you, (knocking loudly)
(cars rumbling)
(ominous orchestra music)
(tires screeching)
(crashes loudly)
(glass breaking)
(heart beating)
(machine beeping)
- Wake your black ass up,
(machine beeping)
Leon Henderson,
- Detective Lilliefield, Detective Thomas,
LAPD Homicide Division,
What you did,
- No way, no,
I didn't do that,
I didn't do nothing,
Must be a misunderstanding,
- Oh, whoa is me, it's a goddamned nightmare,
Well, you ought to be waking up any moment,
No,
no,
you killed this beautiful woman,
Goddamned crack head,
- [Detective Thomas] Smoking that damned crack pipe,
What I tell you?
This is just one dumb nigga,
(machine beeping)
- Where am I?
- You know, that doesn't matter anymore actually,
'cause you killed a white woman,
- Right now, you at 2051 Marengo,
LA County Medical Center, jail ward basement,
But in a few months, you gon' have a new address boy,
Motherfucking Pelican Bay, with all the Mexicans and niggas
for the rest of your life,
- Is this hell?
This can't be right,
I have a baby on the way,
(breathing heavily)
I swear I didn't do this,
I have a great job with benefits,
I work for the City like y'all,
We share a brotherhood,
I'm parking enforcement,
- Just because you a damned ticket writer
don't mean shit to us,
Ask us if we give a shit?
Hell to the nah, no,
You going down boy,
- Yeah I can't help you, but the prison bus
will be here in a couple days,
- What can I do to make this right?
- Can't take that back,
(inhales audibly)
(siren blaring)
(train rumbling)
(crutches clattering)
- Leon,
What the hell are you doing here?
- I fucked up man,
- Did you get involved in that riot
with he Mexicans last week?
- Nah man,
Got high smoking some sherm, man,
I must've lost it, I killed a lady by accident,
- Nah, man, not you, Leon,
- Yeah, it's real, I'm here,
- How much time they get you?
- 23 to life,
- Damn,
I can't believe that shit, man,
I wouldn't wish anybody to be in this damned hell hole,
Shit sucks,
You got any money on your books?
- Nah, not really,
- Damn, man,
D67202,
I got you,
(broom clatters)
- [Leon] Okay, thank you,
- Keep your head up man all right, for real, I got you,
(gate clatters in background)
All right, man,
Damn,
(footsteps receding)
(breathing heavily)
- Mr, Fischer,
Sorry I'm late,
- Okay, can we go in now?
- Absolutely, I got the keys right here,
You're gonna love this place,
Well as you can see t's beautiful hardwood floors,
Top quality appliances in the kitchen,
I mean, come on, beautiful views,
- Look,
because you were late I have to reschedule,
- Okay, no problem, Mr, Fischer,
Here's my card,
- And when I reschedule, I'm asking for another agent,
- Something wrong?
- Heh,
(door creaking)
(sighs heavily)
(thuds softly)
(sniffling)
(chuckling)
- What's up Big E?
- Big C, what's cracking with you, you good?
- [Uncle Clyde] Yeah, I'm good,
- Who is this motherfucker right here?
- [Big C] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
That's my nephew,
- Sup lil nephew?
This lil nigga got some heart,
- What's good?
- I like this motherfucker, man,
I like this motherfucker, yeah,
- [Uncle Clyde] SO what you doing up in here?
- Man, I was over on Atlantic and Artesia,
right at that 7-Eleven, right,
This motherfucking nigga,
I mean this Mexican nigga,
swung out, motherfucking run up on me,
yakking at the motherfucking mouth, right,
So I'm like, you know, I already know what time it is,
So I'm like, I'm watching him right,
I'm telling you lil nephew listen to me,
you better watch them motherfuckers,
they sneaky as motherfucker,
But see I already know what time it was,
'cause he came over me then slumped over like this, right,
And I know he had a li strap underneath the skin,
so I knew he was gon' try shoot me underneath the shirt,
So you know what I did? - What?
- I told the judge, straight up,
I told the judge I let off all nine
'cause it was my life or his,
Damn, damn, damn,
Let that motherfucker have it,
And I'mma tell you something else,
The judge fucked up,
Bitch gon' give me 18 months,
I can do that standing on my head, on my momma though,
I should've been set free
'cause I didn't give that motherfucker a chance,
It was either him or me,
(chuckling) You dig?
Fuck that motherfucker,
- Look here, man,
We found out who killed your best friend,
- What who?
- Man, some nigga named, Farell,
- Farell, - Yeah, that,
- Nigga Farell,
(bars clanking)
- [Uncle Clyde] Nephew,
- What?
- We also heard that his bitch ass
put a gun on you and your homies' heads,
- Is you serious?
- Yeah, paid your man Willie 5000,
- Fucking Willie,
- Cartoon's death
and you was next, jail saved your life,
- That's my fucking best friend,
I don't wanna hear that shit,
I don't wanna hear it, Uncle Clyde,
- Hey, hey, it's the truth,
I ain't gon' lie to you,
I wouldn't lie to you,
- I don't wanna hear that shit,
- [Uncle Clyde] Shh, calm down, look at me,
I know you aren't a killer,
but I am,
- Fuck that,
Hold on, oh my stomach,
I gotta take a shit,
- Handle your business nephew,
We'll figure something out,
(ominous orchestra music)
- [De'Andre] Motherfucking Farell,
- Now you a cold nigga, right?
You can gun done your own homies like it's nothing,
- Man it's a dog eat dog world, shit,
It's just business,
Now run this by me before I change my mind,
- Here's the deal, 5000 a head for the little homies,
10 racks for the OGs,
You'll get the other half
when you gun down either one of them
and I read about in the homicide report
of the LA Times newspaper,
- You just make sure you have my money,
- Say less,
- Cool,
All right,
(car door opens and shuts)
(chuckles)
- Dear God,
(dramatic piano music)
you know this isn't right,
(dramatic piano music)
(sniffling)
But please God, let me wake up in the morning
in this godforsaken place,
I don't wanna live,
I don't,
(sniffling)
(solemn orchestra music)
I don't know if I can make in this place,
It's not for me,
- [Diamond] I love you, okay, you gotta stay strong,
- I don't know, I don't belong here,
- Just think about us,
Okay?
- I will, bye,
(phone clatters)
(solemn orchestra music)
- What the fuck is you looking at?
Keep it going,
You lucky you up in here,
I got a work assignment and I'm in good with the CO
that does the cell assignments,
So you know what to do,
Don't fuck this up,
(plastic rustling)
- That nigga Uncle Clyde got connections man,
When I first came here, I seen that nigga in the cop car
drinking coffee and shit,
- Yeah, that's because he's been in here for so long,
Uncle Clyde is my main man,
He's always looking out,
- Yo, word,
Ay nigga, I never thought we'd be in the same joint,
At least we in this motherfucker together,
You fittin' to get out soon,
- Yeah, I can't wait to get out of this fucking hell hole,
- Shit nigga, I bet,
(people talking in background)
Yo, how Diamond and your moms?
- They cool,
- You good, D?
Seem a little distant, cuh,
What's up with you?
- I guess, I guess it's just hard timing, you know,
- No man, - Been in this motherfucker
so long,
You know what, I miss my nigga, man,
- Cartoon?
- Uh huh,
- Yeah, me too, man,
Shit, every time I think about that nigga
I start tearing up and shit,
- Really?
- Yeah, nigga, that shit fuck with me,
'Member cuh, used to wear them funny ass sweaters and shit?
Nigga's a old fool, man, swear,
- That part right there,
that part right there,
(fabric shuffling)
(low rumbling)
- Yeah nigga, that's what you call chow,
- [De'Andre] I know you did it,
- What?
- You killed Cartoon,
- Hold up my nigga, I don't know what you heard
but that shit ain't true,
- I ain't got nothing,
I ain't you Willie,
You didn't give Cartoon a motherfucking chance
before you blew his goddamned brains out,
You a cold motherfucker,
You took him out while he was grabbing something
to fucking eat,
Now it's just me, you and God,
(fist smacks)
(grunting) (shoes squeaking)
- You ain't no killer,
(grunting) (thudding)
I killed Cartoon, nigga,
Now your ass is next,
What's wrong, huh?
Nigga,
(exclaims)
(fist thudding) (shoes squeaking)
(mumbling)
- You a dead nigga,
I got your ass now,
(metal clattering)
(choking)
(breathing heavily)
That's for Cartoon, nigga, motherfucker,
- Yo, come on, psst, the guard is coming,
Come on, don't worry 'bout that let's go,
(objects thudding)
(grunting)
(mellow hiphop music)
¶ Ay ¶
(chuckling)
- You know you really are beautiful,
(chuckles uncomfortably)
Let's have a toast,
- Thank you,
- Cheers, - Cheers,
(mellow hiphop music)
¶ I need a girl like ¶
- It's time for you to move
and be at that next level in your life,
- Gerald, I have a man, I told you that,
- He's not here and I am,
Where is he anyway?
- He's upstate,
- So I don't see a problem,
- He's just been in there for so long,
- And?
- I've just heard stories about what happens
in places like that,
- So what you saying?
- I don't know if he's gonna be the same as when he went in,
- Are you serious?
Diamond, I'm into you and you siting here talking to me
about another man,
- I'm,
I,
I thought you were the kinda person
I could talk to about this,
I'm sorry,
- Okay,
You know, I got a lot to offer you,
And when you're serious about what you really want,
you let me know, Diamond,
That is if I'm still around,
¶ Boy so fly, swagger, something 'bout the gutter chicks ¶
¶ Hot fly pussy ain't nothing like no other bitch ¶
¶ Sexy black cherries keep the best sex ¶
¶ Bet your best bet ¶
¶ Ladee keep this pussy wet, wet ¶
¶ I got that bomb shit ¶
¶ Oh, I got that bomb ¶
¶ I'm that bad chick that you wan' get with ¶
(clothes shuffling)
(thuds softly)
- Hey,
- What happened to your face?
- It ain't nothing, the Mexicans is tripping again,
I'm straight,
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, where's Jenny?
- She at home, D,
- Why didn't you bring her?
- Why you think I ain't bring her?
This isn't the life that I envisioned for us, De'Andre,
Look around,
Look, look at this place,
There's no way I'm gonna bring my baby
inside of a place that looks like this,
You, you gotta change your ways,
- Are you fucking somebody else?
- What?
No,
- Because obviously you on some other shit,
I'm in this prison,
Do you have any idea what they do to people
behind these places?
And this is how you come at me, Diamond?
I thought you loved me, Diamond,
- What are you, what are you talking about?
I do love you, I'm here ain't I,
You know what,
(phone thuds)
(exhales audibly)
You're right,
I'm being insensitive,
I'm sorry,
- What's going on?
Wat is it that you wanted to tell me?
- So that attorney of yours was able
to get ahold of a YouTube video,
He thinks you have a case,
He wants to help us,
He just needs you to sign a few papers,
- Huh?
He wants 40%,
That showster got ice water flowing through his vein,
- Yeah but that's good news right?
Look, baby, it'll help you get your career started,
- I've been in here 18 months because of him,
I'm to the point where I don't feel anything anymore,
- You don't mean that,
- I had a lot of time to think,
Every nigga in here think they a rapper,
Leon was right, this ain't nothing but a pipe dream,
I just wanna get the fuck up outta here,
Kiss my baby and tell her that I love her
and that I'll be home soon,
I love you,
- I love you too,
- Do the right thing, Diamond,
Please,
- You want to tell me what happened,
- Nothing happened?
- I know you're being released
and people talk in here,
What happened to your cell mate?
- You know warden I can't tell you anything
that goes on behind these walls,
Sir,
I hear he was suicidal,
- You know if I get evidence
you'll be sitting in that concrete cell
for the rest of your natural life,
And I know you don't want that,
- No sir,
I do not,
- I heard you rap,
My first thoughts,
every black man in this country
wants to make it as a rapper,
There's only so many of you that can make it to the top
you understand what I'm saying?
- Yes,
I do,
- White supremacy made you think you ain't enough
unless you a famous rapper,
but you getting a second chance,
I've seen some hard core motherfuckers inside these walls,
Survival is one thing
but you don't have to be a part of that cycle,
You know how many fathers and sons are in these facilities?
Do you know why?
- Why? - Because black men
and their sons
are the most incarcerated people on this planet,
We incarcerate more black men
than Africa at the height of apartheid,
Incarceration is the holocaust for black people,
As you know because you're here,
prisons are places of
torture and unimaginable humiliation,
How old are you?
- I'm 19,
- Do something with your life, son,
Don't fuck this up,
- Yes sir,
(footsteps thudding)
Shady Melvin,
What the hell happened?
What you doing here?
(chains rattling)
(exhales heavily)
- I was on this lick,
Got shot nine times, - Damn,
- Right now, with Pat uncle actually,
You remember Pat?
- Yeah, I remember him,
That nigga was with the Pits,
- Yeah, well, he got,
- Damn,
- Gave me his murder,
- Damn, that's fucked up,
Hey, keep your head up, all right,
Damn,
(footsteps receding)
(dog barking)
(door clicks shut)
(papers shuffling)
(table thuds)
(keys jingling)
- Hey,
- I was just gonna get the rest of my things,
- [De'Andre] Okay,
- Okay,
What?
- Lot of guys I grew up with are already forgotten
or thrown away,
I just wanna say I,
thank you,
(Jenny cooing)
- Yeah,
(sighs)
(critters twittering)
(mailbox clanking)
(paper crinkling)
(engine rumbling)
- Shit, Jeff,
(sighs)
(engines rumbling)
(gun firing repeatedly)
(ominous orchestra music)
(sirens blaring)
(doors clanking)
- [De'Andre] I ain't doing nothing,
- [Officer] I got a warrant, step out of the car,
(objects clattering)
(speaking away from mic) (door slams)
Put your hands back,
- [De'Andre] What are you doing?
What are you doing?
(scuffling)
(ominous orchestra music)
(gun firing repeatedly)
(ominous orchestra music)
(solemn violin music)
(mellow hiphop music)
¶ I'm from the set, where most niggas mommas is drug heads ¶
¶ Hungry little zombies, but we honor the bloodshed ¶
¶ I'm from set, to all my niggas ¶
¶ You can find in the mud dead ¶
¶ A couple gotta do as much time as the judge said ¶
¶ I'm from the set ¶
¶ The little kids can't play in yards ¶
¶ And everyday's a blessing so we praying, Lord ¶
¶ Can't foot it 'round the set, so we stay in cars ¶
¶ My feet like the Houston Hs, stay in stars, nigga ¶
¶ Orange chucks and laces fat ¶
¶ I'm from the set where most niggas catch cases at ¶
¶ It's also known as the place ¶
¶ Where it's racists at ¶
¶ So we and the guns at the same place ¶
¶ And place is hot ¶
¶ Unh, it's a cold game but the Heats is hot ¶
¶ From homicides and over niggas' body sheet is dropped ¶
¶ In the cold for the bodies ¶
¶ Niggas keeps it hot ¶
¶ 'Cause they gave they life for the set ¶
¶ But the streets is not gon' do you the same ¶
(solemn piano music)
(woman vocalizing)
¶ Can I start my prayer this morning ¶
¶ Can I send you some light ¶
¶ Oh ¶
¶ Don't let this place bring you down ¶
¶ Bring you down, yeah ¶
¶ Promise everything will be all right ¶
¶ All right ¶
¶ Oh ¶
¶ You gotta stay strong, got to be strong ¶
¶ Gotta carry on ¶
¶ And have a little faith in your life ¶
¶ Oh ¶
¶ Yeah, yeah ¶
¶ And when you wake up this morning ¶
¶ And when you wake in the morning ¶
¶ I'll be there ¶
¶ Ill be there ¶
¶ Oh yeah ¶
(solemn piano music)