[Uncle Clifford] I know y'all heard,
but this what's goin' on in the Valley.
[Mercedes] My right shoulder was so fucked up,
I ain't think I'd get back on a pole.
Sometimes you just gone have to learn
how to dream new dreams.
Will Andre Watkins become the mayor of Chucalissa?
I'm the son of a FUCKIN' MURDERER!
Yeah, put that on a fucking T-shirt!
[Georgie] Lookin' like this pastor
and her casi-NAW platform is takin' flight.
Five million is my final offer.
[Uncle Clifford] The enemy of my enemy
is a bitch I can link up with.
If you can't get to the water,
sometimes you gotta bring the water to you.
[Lil' Murda] Granmuva Ernestine!
[Uncle Clifford] NO! Granmuva!
[Ernestine] I don't wanna die... alone.
Why didn't you keep me?
Wasn't no court was gone give a stripper back her baby.
[Woddy] Hey, Murda, where the fuck you been?
These promoters been blowin' my shit up
since that Tina Snow track dropped.
[Uncle Clifford] I am grown enough to know
that this wasn't forever.
[Autumn] After tonight, you'll have everything you need
to get those babies outta here.
[Keyshawn] Kids stayin' the night at my sister's.
I'll pick 'em up first thing.
[Uncle Clifford] It's the Grand Reeee-Opening!
[Mane] God damn! Why you ain't up there in yo' floss?
Aye, aye, niggah, watch where the fuck you steppin'!
[Lil' Murda] Them niggahs wanna declare war,
we gone give 'em war!
[Peanut Butter] I heard he went cray-cray cuz of the war.
[Big Bone] I know enough 'bout you.
[Autumn] Why do you have Montavius' ring?
-You fired, Big L. -[Big L] After all I done done
for you? Really?!
[retching]
You ready for some twins?
[dramatic music plays]
[Britney] So this is your campaign manager?
[tense music plays]
[Jucee Froot] ♪ Down in the valley ♪
♪ Where the girls get naked ♪
♪ If you throwin' bands ♪
♪ Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
♪ One, two, break 'em ♪
♪ Three, four, rake 'em ♪
♪ These niggas grind hard ♪
♪ But these bitches grind harder ♪
♪ Climbing up the pole just to get out the bottom ♪
♪ The crowd below ♪
♪ Stay ready for the show ♪
♪ The pimps, the dough ♪
♪ Don't let it take your soul ♪
♪ We make fallin' on the sky look easy ♪
♪ Look at my bitches ♪
♪ Gangsta walking on the ceiling ♪
♪ Green on the flo' ♪
♪ Money talk, can you hear me? ♪
♪ This world is so addicting ♪
♪ But dreams is expensive, keep spending ♪
♪ Work hard for the top, can't fall now ♪
♪ But whatever goes up must fall down ♪
♪ What you do when the power out? ♪
♪ Kids hungry, can't do nuthi' but scream and shout ♪
♪ We all choose to live but it's different routes ♪
♪ Take the shit with shine, gotta make it count ♪
♪ When you live and die by the paper route ♪
♪ You spend a dime just to make it out, yeah ♪
♪ Down in the valley ♪
♪ Where the girls get naked ♪
♪ If you throwin' bands ♪
♪ Then you know she gon' shake it ♪
♪ One, two, break 'em ♪
♪ Three, four, rake 'em ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Seven pounds of mu'fuckin' pressure ♪
♪ All it take is just a second ♪
[Lil' Murda] ♪ Ever think about ♪
♪ What it's gone take to kill a niggah ♪
♪ All you really need is seven pounds of pressure ♪
-[argument muted in background] -They don't wanna
talk about it... fuckin' pressure.
[echoing] Fuckin' pressure...
[muted arguing continues]
♪ All the dollars in the world in yo' bank account ♪
♪ Ain't never gone amount to that seven pounds of pressure ♪
[overlapping shouting]
[music escalates over muted argument]
This is how you get back at me, huh?!
You go and find some lite-brite to fuck?!
-Britney, please. -Hey, who the fuck you calling "lite-brite"?
Shut up before I rip yo' fuckin' lace front!!!
Hey, BRIT!
Well, I guess I deserve it, huh?
Yeah. You fuckin' do.
[dogs barking outside, car doors open, close]
[distant cheers and applause]
Hailey, could you, uh--
A crowd's gathering outside.
-Results must be in. -Yeah.
I'll be there in a minute.
[distant crowd chanting]
[crowd] Andre Watkins, he got next!
[distant crowd chanting]
-[door opens] -Andre Watkins, he got next!
-[door closes]
So that'sHailey, huh?
Where did all this go wrong, Andre?
Maybe the moment we got married.
Maybe the moment we met. I don't even know anymore.
You could have told me.
You could have told me about your father, you--
And if I did...
would you have married me?
I knew when we met, I had a chance.
Not at love, but at... legacy.
So, yeah, I lied.
Remember the night we got married?
I told you I'd kill for you.
And I did.
I erased...
my own father...
...'cause I knew you couldn't take the truth of him...
...and, quite frankly, the truth of me.
So I guess we've both been lying to each other, huh?
Yeah, you still went back to Dante anyway,
who you shoulda married, and still can.
Niggah, is you trying to divorce me?
I'm in love with another woman, Brit.
And you're obviously in love with another man.
I amin love with another man.
You.
Question is, the one I showed you...
or the one I really am?
[melancholy music plays]
♪ ♪
-[Britney] I-- -[Corbin clapping]
Mm-kay, Barack!
And Michelle. [chuckles]
Y'all ready to come put on these crowns?
-Corbin-- -Don't mind me.
White liquor makes me a little cunty.
You have been in the lead all night!
And they about to call it, my friend.
[laughs]
Whoo-whoo!
[laughs]
[door opens]
You talk so much about wearing masks, well...
-[door closes] -...now'sthe time.
[dramatic music plays]
[DJ Neva Scared] It's your boy DJ Neva Scared!
We ain't never scared, hoe!
Aye, y'all done finished wildin'?
Leave yo guns and all that ana at the do'!
'Cause it's showtime in this biah-biah!
[crowd roars]
[somber music rises]
♪ ♪
[DJ Neva Scared] We 'bout to get that new-new,
bitches!!!
[crowd clamoring]
["Wazoo" by DJ Neva Scared plays]
Y'all ready?
-[crowd] Yeah! -[DJ Neva Scared] Naw, naw.
I said, are Y'ALL READYYYYYY?!?!
[all whooping, yelling]
[DJ Neva Scared] 'Cause can't nothin' shut the Pynk down,
'cause we just gettin' started.
I wanna welcome back to the stage...
[clears throat]
...Lil' Murda...
♪ Seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Seven pounds of mu'fuckin' pressure ♪
♪ All it take is just a second ♪
[cheers and applause]
♪ Ever think about ♪
♪ What it's gone take to kill a niggah ♪
♪ All you really need is seven pounds of pressure ♪
[crowd clamoring]
♪ All the dollars in the world in yo' bank account ain't... ♪
Kill that shit, niggah.
I said kill that shit, lil' niggah!
♪ Let's talk ♪
♪ 'bout mu'fuckin' pressure then-- ♪
[music stops]
[patron 1] The fuck going on, man?
-[patron 2] Okay. -[patron 3] What the fuck?
[soft crowd chatter]
This niggah gone sang or what, man?
[laughter, chatter]
[air rushing]
[Lil' Murda] I was just flexin'...
...thass my fuckin' song!
I fucked up... I'm too swole for The Pynk.
How come you let me back inside?
And you got sent to the hole.
...close to getting what they want in this life.
The heaviness of his body.
Slumped over on you...
...white painted red.
[memories crescendo and end]
[a cappella] ♪ Put a hole in a whole mu'fucka ♪
♪ And I ain't feel shit ♪
♪ I'm a beast, I'm a lion ♪
♪ Better pray I don't empty that clip ♪
♪ Niggahs be out here lyin' ♪
♪ Talkin' 'bout they killers and shit ♪
♪ Lil' Mississippi Murda ♪
♪ Might still be blood on my shirt ♪
♪ Same niggah I see off in the club ♪
♪ Same niggah gone be in a hearse ♪
[crowd gasps, murmurs]
♪ Might catch that pussy niggah outside ♪
-♪ Put his ass in the dirt ♪ -[crowd oohs]
♪ I done seen so many niggahs die ♪
♪ Some niggahs deserve it ♪
♪ I keep that 45 on my left side ♪
♪ Niggah makin' me nervous ♪
♪ I got that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Seven pounds of mu'fuckin' pressure ♪
♪ All it take is just a second ♪
[sucks teeth tongue]
[trap instrumental rises]
♪ ♪
[beat drops]
♪ Ever think about what it's gone take ♪
♪ To kill a niggah? ♪
♪ All you really need is seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ All the dollars in the world in yo' bank account ♪
♪ Ain't never gone amount ♪
♪ To that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ You ever think about what it's gone take ♪
♪ To kill a niggah? All you really need ♪
♪ Is seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ All the dollars in the world in yo' bank account ♪
♪ Ain't never gone amount ♪
♪ To that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Hot niggah with a cold soul♪
♪ Bitch the realest it get ♪
♪ And I ain't runnin' from shit ♪
♪ Remember, I couldn't pay rent, so I run up in your shit ♪
♪ It's that or stay with my bitch ♪
♪ And I ain't gone stay with my bitch ♪
♪ Rather hit me a lick ♪
♪ Now a niggah gettin' rich ♪
♪ They know Murda ain't playin' ♪
♪ 'Bout to fall out with my niggahs ♪
♪ 'Bout the slick shit that they sayin' ♪
♪ And it ain't no heaven for no thug niggah ♪
♪ Ain't no use in me prayin' ♪
♪ But only God can judge me, niggah ♪
♪ What da fuck is you sayin'? ♪
♪ Yeah, I got seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ What it takes to kill a niggah ♪
♪ Yeah, I got that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Seven pounds of mu'fuckin' pressure ♪
♪ All it takes is just a second ♪
♪ Ever think about what it's gone take ♪
♪ To kill a niggah? All you really need ♪
♪ Is seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ All the dollars in the world in yo' bank account ♪
♪ Ain't never gone amount ♪
♪ To that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ Tell me ♪ -♪ What would you do? ♪
♪ If you came up from the mud ♪
♪ They label you as a thug, sellin' dope ♪
♪ And shootin' slugs, Washin' off a niggah blood ♪
♪ Get killed or be a killer ♪
♪ I'm cold-hearted and wicked ♪
♪ Is this the life that I'm livin'? ♪
♪ What would you do? ♪
♪ Fallin' victim to a culture ♪
♪ We sinnin' like we suppose to ♪
♪ Them demons keep gettin' closer ♪
♪ A product of yo' environment ♪
♪ Thuggin' ain't no retirement ♪
♪ Knowin' I'm livin' wrong ♪
♪ I'd rather be dead and gone ♪
♪ Now tell me, ever think about ♪
♪ What it's gone take to kill a niggah? ♪
♪ All you really need is seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ All the dollars in the world in yo' bank account ♪
♪ Ain't never gone amount ♪
♪ Up to that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ You ever think about what it's gone take ♪
♪ To kill a niggah? All you really need ♪
♪ Is seven pounds of pressure... ♪
♪ ♪
Hallelujah...
[cheers and applause, camera shutters clicking]
[phone vibrates]
Before you speak to your supporters,
I'm calling to extend my heartiest congratulations.
[Autumn] Keep your head up, king.
[reporter] Have you spoken to the Mayor Elect yet?
[camera shutters clicking, indistinct chatter]
[person] It's OK, Andre! We still love you!
Wayne Kyle, quit fuckin' wit' me.
[Wayne] Naw, seems like you done fucked me,
but I don't mind it.
As the head of the city council,
me and you gone be fuckin' each other quite a bit,
Mayor Woodbine.
[cheers and applause]
♪ ♪
[Lil' Murda] ♪ You ever think about what it's gone take ♪
♪ To kill a niggah? All you really need ♪
♪ Is seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ All the dollars in the world in your bank account ♪
♪ Ain't never gone amount ♪
♪ To that seven pounds of pressure ♪
♪ ♪
♪ What it takes to kill a niggah? ♪
♪ That's all it fuckin' take ♪
♪ Get yo' ass on up out here ♪
♪ If you don't wanna feel that pressure ♪
[music ends]
[indistinct chatter, cheering]
A new day has come for Chucalissa,
with its first Black female mayor,
-Pastor Patrice Woodbine-- -[Andre] It's true.
-I may have lost... -[camera shutters clicking]
...but my time back in Chucalissa
has been something of a new chapter for me.
While I might not be your mayor,
Chucalissa's regained a son.
[cheers and applause]
That's right.
I'm opening up a new law practice here
and moving back home.
[loud cheers and applause]
[heavy, moody music plays]
♪ ♪
[Mercedes] Oo-oo-oo-hoo, we kilt that shit!
[Lil' Murda] Yeah, big bag!
Big bag!
-[Mercedes] Yesss! -[Lil' Murda] That way!
-[Mercedes] Oh, my God. -[Lil' Murda] Yeah, yeah!
Seven pound--
[emotional music plays]
[sobbing]
[shakily] Ohh...
Cliff, my niggah, I'm so sorry.
Awwwww, Uncle Clifford...
She ain't drink the water, y'all.
She-- She ain't drink the water!
What the heyell that mean?
[Lil' Murda] Ernestine.
She still here.
-[Mercedes] Oh... -She's still here.
♪ ♪
[Uncle Clifford] Ohh...
[breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
Oh... I thought I was gone lose my shit.
[Mercedes chuckles]
I was gone lose my shit! [exhales]
[fairytale beat plays]
[Autumn] They say fairy tales
are horror movies with happy endings.
Most women in our position don't even get to the end.
But if you follow my directions,
a new life is waiting for you on the other side.
From here on out, you'll live a life of cash,
have no friends, only enemies.
You'll see him in crowds and in your nightmares,
but that's fine.
Keeps you vigilant.
Always look over your shoulder,
but never look back.
Tell no one where you're going,
and, most importantly,
never, ever tell anyone your real name.
As in the club, just like in life,
they gotta earn it.
♪ ♪
[dreamy music plays]
♪ ♪
Hi. [chuckles]
♪ ♪
How was I last night?
[Uncle Clifford] Ooo, child.
I don't think I can handle bein' jacked off
andhavin' my cakes--
Niggah, I was talkin' 'bout my performance.
Aw. [chuckles] Heyell,
that one?
Mmmmmmmm...
[kisses teeth] I think y'all coulda used a sound check.
You know, next time, keep that mic right next to yo' mouth
so we can hear every mu'fuckin' syllable.
And I don't know 'bout them pants.
You need somethin' with a little more stretch...
[sucks teeth] ...so yo' balls can be free.
Damn, shawty. [laughs]
So a niggah gots to switch up everything
'fo they go on tour today, huh?
Today?
Yeah, today.
Oh.
So you really is gone go.
-When you comin' back? -I don't know, Cliff.
But...
[sighs] ...it's gone be a Mississippi minute.
And we know Mississippi minutes
sometimes last a lifetime.
God sho'll was throwin' down
when He made that girl. Hmm.
And y'all looked so damn good together.
[Lil' Murda chuckles]
Lookin' at you last night up there on that stage
made me realize you is not built for this cage.
You make folks forget they regrets and nightmares,
all while remindin' 'em of they dreams.
You gone make it, LaMarques.
I wish I could be there to see it.
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
The sun shine everywhere,
just not all at the same time.
You got yo' light,
and I got mines.
And I just don't wanna put you in a place
where yours get dim.
You do know what I'm sayin'.
Niggah, you ain't dumb.
That I ain't. I'm just sayin'--
Yes.
You not dumb.
[somber music plays]
♪ ♪
I guess you right.
I been thinkin'...
like...
what...
what if people knew me for real for real?
Especially since I'm at the beginning of everything--
Yeah.
♪ ♪
You at the beginning, and this at the end.
Look, we only exist in this here room,
that kitchen, behind these pink walls.
And the memories of this
is enough for me.
And I hope it is for you.
So you feel like it's for the best?
Ernestine coming home today, anyway.
I got my Granmuva back. That's all a bitch need.
♪ ♪
Bet.
♪ ♪
Guess I'll just up and get my shit, then.
♪ ♪
[sighs, groans]
♪ ♪
[funky music plays]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
♪ ♪
[anchor] What do you have to say
about the casino referendum that passed
along with your historic win?
Though I may now be the mayor of Sodom and Gomorrah,
best believe I will do my best to rid this town of vice.
-Bitch, you the vice. -[anchor] And what can
your congregation expect from its pastor slash mayor?
Well, I don't plan on puttin' my Bible down
no time soon.
[chuckles] God has a shepherd
who understands the importance of having two pulpits.
Y'all can call me Mayor Bishop from now on.
This bitch stay doin' the most.
-[Patrice] The Tabernacle... -[knock on door]
...will be adding another service to Sunday
to serve my growing parishioners.
-[Blackie Mild barks] -Hey, hey, stay.
[Patrice continues indistinctly on TV]
[Hitkidd and GloRilla's "F.N.F [Let's Go]" plays]
♪ ♪
-[camera shutter clicks] -♪ I'm F-R-E-E ♪
♪ Fuck, niggah, free ♪
♪ That mean I ain't gotta worry ♪
♪ 'Bout no fuck niggah cheatin' ♪
[phone buzzes]
♪ And I'm S-I-N-G-L-E again ♪
♪ Outside hangin' out the window ♪
♪ With my ratchet-ass friends... ♪
[Mercedes] Bitch... really?
You just got it, huh?
What am I gone do with this big ole picture
of me, girl? And this fuckin' check?
[Farrah] Well, seems like
the Mercedes Experience exhibit was quite the hit.
Is that how you was able to get me the money Cedric owed me?
[Farrah] That's not the money he owed you.
That's the moneyI owe you.
I thought it only fitting that you get royalties
from me using your likeness for the photographs.
Is that the way it is in art?
[Farrah] Not always, but...
we women can make our own deals, right?
-Right. -[Farrah] Sponsorships expire,
-but royalties last forever. -[person] Farrah.
Come on back.
I-I gotta go.
[pensive music plays]
See ya later, Farrah.
[Farrah] You won't, but, uh,
I'll sure be seeing you.
Take care, Mercedes.
[line beeps]
[Tonay Marie's "Eat it" plays]
♪ ♪
♪ Come on, daddy, won't you eat it ♪
♪ From the back like that? ♪
♪ I'ma fill you up until you finna tap out ♪
♪ Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it ♪
They was gone assassinate you anyway!
So this is my world-famous black-eyed pea casserole,
and, honey... I got more where that came from.
[chuckles] Well, I might have to take you up
on that offer, Calpurnia.
-Mm-hmm. -Thank you.
[Calpurnia] Yes.
[Andre] Thank you.
Congratulations.
I believe the one who has congratulations
in order is you.
Promised Land 'bout to be rappin' on yo' door.
Well, they can tap on my window, too, if they want.
[lighter clicks]
Sorry 'bout last night.
-You wanted to get caught. -[Andre] No-no-no-no-no-no.
I leave the ratchet, neck-rolling and cheatin'
babymama-Jerry Springer antics to the other folks.
That just ain't for me.
What?
Nothin'.
Is it true?
You stayin'?
-Shestayin'? -She may stay or go.
Only time and forgiveness will tell.
As for me, don't think I ever shoulda left,
but sometimes a man gotta go on an odyssey.
-Hmm. A woman, too. -You think Promised Land
gone give you what you want and need?
Yes.
And everything I deserve.
Hey, you never told me what you wanted to tell me last night.
It's the words we don't say that haunt us forever.
But me and you don't need words.
Never did.
See you 'round town, Andre Watkins, Esquire.
Might be needing your help on this contract
I'm 'bout to get.
♪ ♪
[phone buzzing]
-[Georgie] Hello. -Where's my offer, bitch?
[Georgie] Ms. LaKiesha Savage.
I thought I'd be getting a call from you soon enough.
[gasps] Sorry that your dark horse lost.
[Autumn] That was to be expected.
What wasn't expected was that casino referendum
rollin' on through.
Despite electing a booty-poppin',
Bible-bumping zealot for a mayor,
they voted for some well-deserved 24-7 sin.
Yeah, somebody sho'll blowed on your dice last night.
I was askin' for ten M's beforethe election,
but... now I'm in the mood for 15.
Dahlin'...
I don't need the Pynk no more.
[tense music plays]
The Pynk's the only thing you need.
It's the only waterfront property.
'Lest you forgot,
casinos can only be built on water 'round these parts.
Not unless you can get the city
bring the water to you.
To you? [scoffs]
That's not possible.
[Georgie] One thing you'll learn,
if you don't already know,
is water got a good memory, girl.
It always flows to where it once ran.
That also goes for power.
Mm, I bet you wish you woulda took the five million
I was offerin' you that day in the salon.
Now, youhave a blessed day...
bitch.
[line beeps]
[soft dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[dramatic music builds]
♪ ♪
Yes!
YEEEEAAAAHHHH!
[laughs]
YEEEAAAAHH!
YEEEESSS!
I GOT YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!
[machinery beeping]
[dramatic music continues]
♪ ♪
[Uncle Clifford] Granmuva, watch yo' step.
[Ernestine clears throat, sniffs]
Smell like bussy up in here.
Oh... That's just the Rona messin' with yo' nose.
Whoever said you lose yo' sense of smell
need they ass whupped.
You hungry? Oh, here, put yo' feet up.
Doctor said that yo' feet was swellin'
from all that Rona--
Niggah, will you get away from around me?!
[coughs] I'm fine. 'Sides, I'm negative!
[Uncle Clifford] Well, the way you still hackin' up yo' lungs,
-they shoulda kept yo' ass. -[doorbell rings]
Oh. Big L?
Duffy, Uganda?
What in the hell is y'all doin' here?
[Big L] We got some work to do, man.
Work?
Big L, you fired, ain't it?
Well, Miss Ernestine hiredme
to help her plan her homecoming party.
-Her homecoming party? -[Ernestine] Come on in, baby.
[Uncle Clifford] Wha--you--
Uh--[sucks teeth]
You just got out the goddamn hospital!
You hell-bent on boxin' with this Rona again?
Oh, niggah, I got the anti-body-ody-odies--
-Granmuva! -[Ernestine] Big L, you come
at the right time.
Now, see, I want a dance floor.
-I got about 45-- -Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Forty-fuckin-five? Where in the hell
all these niggahs comin' from?
-The grave? -Well, instead of makin'
goodbye calls, Clifford, I made me
some finna-fuck-life-up calls!
-[Big L chuckles] -God ain't through with me yet!
So tonight I'm givin' the biggest Player Ball
a bitch never got.
Big L, I need that jukebox
took outta the office and put on the main dance floor.
-[Big L] Copy, boss. -[Uncle Clifford] Unh-unh-unh!
We at least need to put it on the outside.
[Ernestine] That's a good idea, Clifford.
Let's put it on the outside!
[Duffy] I can get us some more card tables, Big L.
Oh, Duffy, you here!
Uh, did you bring him?
[Duffy] Come on, Miss Ernestine,
-you know I got you. -[speaking Luganda]
[Miss Ernestine squeals]
Ah! Guh-guh-guh-yuh-gah! Six feet apart, now.
[Godfrey] Africans don't get it.
Mm-hmm!
What in the hell is wrong with you, Granmuva?
-Do you even know what he said? -[Ernestine] Don't matter.
Sound so gooood to me!
I'ma be out in a minute, y'all.
[Big L] Have a good day.
[Duffy] All right, Miss Ernestine.
You should be ashamed of yo'self.
Unh-uh! Don't be worryin' 'bout how I'm living my life!
You oughta be worried about how you livin' yours!
And on that note, I'm finna go change these panties.
[coughs] Whoo. These stairs...
[Uncle Clifford] Lord... Granmuva ju--
Granmuva just come on. Be careful, now.
[Beulah] You know she right.
[eerie music plays]
♪ ♪
If you think you comin' for Ernestine again,
you got another thing comin'.
[Beulah] I ain't come for her.
I came for YOU.
You should be ashamed of yo'self...
'bout what you said earlier to that boy.
How you just gone let love on up
and slip out the door like that?
You got some nerve, Mama.
What love do for you, huh?
It put you on yo' death bed,
with sores on that beautiful brown skin of yours
and pneumonia in yo' lungs.
Love killed you, Mama.
Love ain't kill me.
A virus did.
I took a risk,
but sometimes there isa reward.
[Ernestine coughing]
[Ernestine] Godfrey 'nem finna carry me over
to the Pynk!
Oh.[coughs] Whoo, Jesus.[gasps]
Better come on if you comin'.
[Ernestine continues indistinctly, coughs]
♪ ♪
[hip-hop music plays]
♪ ♪
What this is?
I had to lay down them stacks I said I owed you.
You gone need 'em, ain't it, when you get out to Cali?
-Don't tell nobody I'm leavin'. -Naw.
Shawty, yo' secret safe with me.
And yours with me.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
You gone miss her?
What you thank?
Not more than me,
but then again...
you ain't got to.
[Jazmine Sullivan's "The Other Side" plays]
♪ ♪
Better gone ahead and pick up them babies
from yo' sister.
♪ ♪
♪ Yeah, I got dreams ♪
♪ To buy expensive things ♪
♪ And I know that he's out there ♪
♪ So where's my millionaire? ♪
[engine turning over]
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ I sit alone in my room thinkin' how I'ma get out ♪
♪ I go to work at a job I don't care nothin' about ♪
♪ My rent is due later, only got half to pay up ♪
♪ I never can save up ♪
♪ Think I've run out of favors ♪
♪ Can't wait to be rich, want a better life ♪
♪ I want diamonds, cars, and trips ♪
♪ All that money can buy ♪
♪ Hey-ey-ey, I just wanna live on the other side ♪
♪ I just wanna live on the other side ♪
♪ See, I got dreams ♪
♪ Dreams ♪
♪ To buy expensive things ♪
♪ Things ♪
♪ And I know he's somewhere near ♪
♪ So where's my millionaire? ♪
♪ Soccer mom gettin' wasted ♪
♪ Hermès tennis bracelet ♪
♪ Bora Bora for vacation ♪
♪ I'll be anything but basic ♪
♪ On the other side ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪
[music fades]
[exhales] What the hell youdoin' here?
As the new mayor of Chucalissa, I've been...
makin' the rounds today and, uh,
meetin' all the small-business owners in town.
That you all turned around and upside down?
Hmm.
I thought this was supposed to be a gym for girls.
Why this pole here?
To help old bitches like you
do better on they pole routines.
I saw that shit you had the nerve to do down Main.
Coulda used a lesson at The Mercedes Experience.
Well, sometimes we have to do what we have to do to win.
Even over yo' own daughter.
Well, despite all that,
-look at where you at now. -And look at you.
Guess we both learned how to dream new dreams...
Mayor Bishop.
[chuckling]
Hooo, that title gone keep me busy, child.
Runnin' a church andrunnin' a city...
You might gone have to let one of 'em go.
No-no-no-no. I can rock two crowns.
Have you seen how many wigs I got?
[Mercedes scoffs]
God ain't gone give a bitch more than she can handle.
I've learned to balance my abundance just fine.
[Mercedes] Mmhmm.
Matter fact,
Shelle called me the other night.
As me and you both know, the Devil been busy on her soul.
She reached out to the Tabernacle hotline
in need of prayer.
What she do that for?
[dramatic music plays]
I think...
she needed what only God can give...
...forgiveness.
She ain't perfect, by any means,
but she does want to change...
...for the better.
She goin' to rehab, she say, and, uh...
asked me to take care of Terricka when she gone.
-Is that right? -[Patrice] Mmmhmm.
But lookin' after a 14-year-old girl,
well, that might be a...
little hard for Mayor Bishop.
'Sides...
...I done already raised mine.
I'll go get the rest of her things out the car.
[soft emotional music plays]
♪ ♪
[music turns to hopeful blues]
[Sam Cooke's "Bring It On Home to Me" plays]
♪ ♪
♪ If you ever ♪
♪ Change yo' mind ♪
♪ About leavin' ♪
♪ Leavin' me behind ♪
-♪ Baby ♪ -♪ Whoa-oa ♪
♪ Bring it to me ♪
♪ Bring your sweet lovin' ♪
♪ Bring it on home to me ♪
-♪ Yeah ♪ -♪ Yeah ♪
-♪ Yeah-ah ♪ -♪ Yeah ♪
-♪ Yeah-ah ♪
♪ I know I laughed ♪
♪ When you left ♪
♪ But now I know... ♪
[Autumn] What the fuck have you done?
-By what do you mean? -The Corbin Kyle Canal?
They're building a canal from the river
to Corbin Kyle's front fuckin' door?!
Ooh, that sho'll is some front page kind of news.
[chuckles] Uh...
"City Councilman Wayne Kyle approves build of canal
in honor of his brother..."
-Aww, Corbin-- -[Autumn] Don't play
fuckin' coy wit' me.
There's only one person who's behind this,
and it ain't that fuckin' Mississippi mutt--
Oh, stop wit' all the name-callin',
Autumn-LaKiesha-Hailey-Savage
Night.
Somebody sho'll is on they period today.
[chuckles]
Well, I think I got a lil' something
that'll take the cramps away.
[Autumn] How the fuck did you get this?
A check for 250,000?
I'm buyin' my club back from you.
This a check Corbin wrote to you.
[Uncle Clifford] And I'm signin' it over to you.
That's how much you paid for the club,
and you gettin' it right back.
And I think it's only fair for what you done lost--
This is nowhere near fair.
This don't make any sense!
Well, Mississippi rule is clear.
The casino must be on the water--it don't matter where.
I'm the majority owner--Corbin has to negotiate with me.
Mmm. But you gave a bitch over 30% ownership,
and in the good ole Magnolia state,
that's enough to negotiate access to land,
which Corbin agreed to quite willingly.
You made a backdoor deal with Corbin?
Are you that much of a fuckin' idiot?
Do you know how much money you just gave away
to these white folks?! And for what?!
Crackers in Mississippi gone stay havin' money,
but this niggah right here gone stay havin' her club.
Me and you coulda split this shit--
And then where would I be?
Where would I work?
Better yet, whowould I be?
The Pynk ain't just a building, baby.
This my life,
my memory, my dream.
So you gone and you find yourself yo' own.
If it weren't for me and mymoney,
this place woulda been sold for piss and a penny--
And if it weren't for me and Mercedes,
you'd be dead!
So, yeah, you better had saved this club!
I thought you savin' the Pynk was a sign
that we had a sister for life,
one who understood about family,
trust, and sacrifice.
But that sister soon revealed herself to be a snake!
'Cause you turned yo' back on us.
You turned yo' back on me.
Willing to put me up on the auction block,
'cause you ain't know that this place
was built on the backs and split blood of framily!
You think these girls wouldna done what I done?
No, they wouldn't.
I feel sorry for you.
Lil' lost girl with no family
to call her own.
We coulda been that for you.
I don't need no family.
No, you need it...
desire it, deserve it.
And I hope you find it...
[paper rustles]
...outside these walls.
[soft dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
Two hundred and fifty K is not enough.
With all I did to keep this place afloat durin' all of this,
I'm not walkin' away with just this in my Birkin!
You need to include some interest or somethin'.
[Big L] Gettin' rid of bodies
feels like plenty interest to me.
Right, Diamond?
Compounded.
[music turns tense]
Now, there's the door.
Or do you want me to throw you out the window?
[heavy music plays]
♪ ♪
Now she know Rule 88. Ha.
"Don't ever forget...
"just 'cause a bitch good at keepin' the peace
don't mean she ain't good at wagin' war."
[Diamond and Big L chuckling]
[Big L] Mm-hmm.
[Big L laughing]
♪ ♪
[knocking]
Keyshawn!
-Chanisse. -[Chanisse] Alisha!
Keyshawn done finally got here.
[Keyshawn] Where Regal 'nem?
We gone miss her doctor's appointment.
Funny, Alisha, Derrick ain't mention
-no doctor's appointment. -What?
[Chanisse] Soon as I saw Regal,
I had to give him a call
to tell him how pretty that girl done got.
Feel like I haven't seen that child since--
ooh, she was one week old!
Now, that girl, she gone have some pretty hair.
I told him she favor him--
W-w-wai-wait--you...
-you called Derrick? -[dark fairy-tale music plays]
[Chanisse] Yeah.
And he said he ain't know you had so many errands to run.
Came right over to pick them up
to help you out since you were so busy.
-He picked them up? -[Chanisse] Yep.
Wish we all could have help like that.
Ain't that right, Alisha?
♪ ♪
-[phone line beeps] -[recording] We're sorry,
the number you have reached is not in service.
Please check the number and dial again.
-[phone line beeps] -[recording] We're sorry,
the number you have reached is not in service.
-Please check the number-- -What's your business here?
I'm here to see a prisoner...
Abraham Watkins.
[gate clicks, whirring open]
[guard] Let him on through.
♪ ♪
Oh, there you are.
[door closes]
[baby babbling]
Derrick...
I know what you're thinkin', but I'm--
[person] Mrs. Harris.
[police radio chatter]
What's...
-what's goin' on? -Hey, there.
I'm Michaela Windsor with Child Protective Services.
-Mrs. Harris-- -It's just Miss.
[Michaela] We're here to investigate a mandated report
of possible child abuse regarding your son Jaden.
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
Oh... you don't?
Isn't this your name on these discharge papers?
[Keyshawn] Yes, but I-I, um...
was away, and I, uh,
took him for a checkup, and...
doctor said nursemaid's elbow was normal, and--
Well, true, this might not have triggered
an investigation on its own.
However, another report was filed.
Seems like a neighbor called and said they heard sounds
comin' from the house, Keyshawn.
Started up the night you decided to come back.
[Michaela] In light of these reports,
the state of Mississippi has commenced an investigation.
Wait, wait--an investigation?
[Michaela] Yes, an investigation.
You'll have to comply
with weekly check-ins in your home
-for the next six months. -Six months?
[Michaela] Yes, ma'am, six months!
In addition, if you wish to continue
to retain joint custody of these minor children,
Jayden and Regal,
you'll be subject to psychological evaluations...
[voice echoing] ...drug testing, and other measures,
and once you reach the point where we feel comfortable
and confident that you can have these children,
then we will relent.
You can't do anything right.
How many girls have I seen come through my office,
and you're all just lazy bums.
You can't take care of yourselves.
You can't take care of your children.
You can't even keep a job.
You can't pay your fucking rent.
You can't do anything for yourself!
You are just a fucking stripper.
AAAAHHHHHHH!
-[baby crying] -YOU MOTHERFUCKER!
YOU DID THIS! IT WAS YOU!
Tell them what you did! Tell the truth, son of a bitch!
-I fucking hate you! -[baby continues crying]
[heavy music plays]
♪ ♪
[sobbing]
[dark fairy-tale music plays]
♪ ♪
[Big K.R.I.T.'s "No Playground" plays]
♪ Please don't press my button♪
♪ I got time today the Rollie was clocking ♪
♪ Click, click, click, cock it ♪
♪ I'm a ball audible options stiff arm ♪
♪ Stay the fuck out my pockets♪
♪ I got the bread I got the cheese ♪
♪ I'm living supreme the diamonds is toppings ♪
♪ We just slide no flip flopping ♪
♪ My clique live no tick tocking ♪
[car doors close]
♪ My truck died from kick boxing ♪
♪ I'm on fire you is watchin'♪
♪ I got mine you wrist watching ♪
Aye, aye, Terricka, I want you to meet somebody.
Mane!
Mane, I want you to meet my daughter, Terricka.
Hey.
[chuckles] Hey...
Okay, you met him. You can gone go in.
Get yo' bag and gone and get changed
so we can get ready for this party tonight.
[chuckles]
That's yo' lil' girl?
Yeah, that's her. [giggles]
Hmm.
Last night was crazy, wasn't it?
Sho'll was, for a minute.
Diamond 'nem got that shit right back under control, tho,
just in time fuh my big dance.
You asked why I wun't up there in my floss.
Well, did you like what you saw?
It was aight.
-It was more than aight. -Yeah, well, I'd like it better
if you weren't onstage with that Hurt Village Hustla niggah.
[sighs] Now, I know all y'all got y'all differences.
The red and the green and the blue and the gold.
but last night, we was all pynk.
Couldn't tell the difference between any of y'all
-beneath that light. -Naw.
There's a difference, Mercedes.
[chuckles]
And it seem like you done picked a side,
'cause that stage was red.
-It was just a dance, Mane. -Yeah, a dance with death.
Yeah, pretty soon, you gone be rockin'
them Christmas colors, ain't it?
If anything, I got an allegiance with the Pynk.
Yeah, well, you just tell that faggot-ass niggah
to watch his back.
You better watch how you talk about Uncle Clifford!
That ain't the faggot I'm talkin' about.
[heavy music plays]
♪ ♪
[Lois Lane's "Chinese Checkers" plays]
[Whisper] The pendulum says, "Yes."
Anybody can get it.
Ooh. Ah! Unh-uh, y'all ain't gone blame me
for not a na'an another super spreader!
Outside, bitches! Outside!
Duffy, get yo' ass up and quit being pussy-whipped!
[Lois] ♪ This ain't the Bus Stop or the Electric Slide ♪
♪ It's something that's better, the Chinese Checkers ♪
♪ You been lookin' for the jam, then look no more ♪
♪ Calling all the party people to the dance floor ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Chinese checkers ♪
♪ Two steps and roll ♪
♪ Chinese checkers ♪
♪ Two steps and slide, Chinese checkers... ♪
[Uncle Clifford] Granmuva, we doing the dance, now!
[laughter, chatter]
Take a load off them boats, bitch,
-and take a drink. -Ehh, w-wait, a bitch
may have to be dehydrated, 'cause I ain't drankin' nothin'
from nobody tonight-- might be a haint
tryin' to take my ass to heaven.
Oh, look at Ernestine and her lil' Mandingo man.
[indistinct conversation]
God, they make me wanna vomit.
Uh, bitch, don't be J!
Now, that's a woman that know about second chances.
Chile, 55th and 566th ones, too.
[Mint Condition's "Breakin' My Heart [Pretty Brown Eyes]" plays]
Ooh-hoo!
-Okay! -Who done put the quarter
in the jukebox and pressed my soooong?
Yo' son.
Bitch, what?
♪ ♪
♪ Pretty brown eyes ♪
♪ You know I see you ♪
♪ It's a disguise, the way you treat me ♪
What you got that beautiful face all frowned up for?
Been seein' some ghosts today,
so I thought you was one of 'em.
[chuckles]
Shawty, I ain't dead.
You supposed to be gone.
Well, I'm here now.
'Sides, I couldn't leave without saying goodbye
to this shawty right here.
Miss Ernestine!
Is that Lil' Murda?! [laughs]
Everybody!
This is the biggest sanger in the game!
I told you Ernestine's Juke Joint
is good at makin' men into memories, child!
-[laughing] -Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord.
[Ernestine laughs]
Oh!
[Mercedes] Hey, Uncle Clifford!
Oh! Now, how you gone bring this baby to the club?
As many times as Keyshawn ass done waddled up here
with her babies.
-[clicks tongue] -'Sides, it ain't a club.
It's a juke joint right now.
We brought some pig feet!
Oh, well, thank you!
Oh, this girl done just got to lookin' beautiful!
-[laughing] -[Terricka] I love yo' nails!
And I love yo' face. Now, gone ahead and stuff it.
Put that there jar along 'side
all them other goodies at the bar, okay?
Just don't drink no beer, now.
But you look like you just drank Kool-Aid.
[giggling]
Don't drink thatKool-Aid and let her fool you.
That girl think she grown.
If I don't watch her, she gone be sellin' weed after a while.
Mmm.
♪ ♪
♪ I see your eyes ♪
♪ And you can't hide ♪
That's you, ain't it?
♪ ♪
Girl...
come on in this kitchen and help me with this potato salad.
[Big L] Kamara, we gone have to get you a American wife.
-Which one you want? -[Kamara] Ha, banange.
-I couldn't handle. -Diamond over here handlin'.
-Mane, shut up, Big L. -[Big L laughing]
[phone vibrating]
[Big L] All sensitive and shit. Look at him.
Y'all better get a hold of this.
-Ah, excuse me, baby. -[Duffy] Where Roulette at?
[Big L] Duffy, you sprung, ain't it?
-All y'all pussy-whipped. -[phone line beeps]
[recording] You are receiving a call from an inmate at...
Chucalissa Jail Facility.
-[Diamond] Hello? -Diamond.
Keyshawn?
[Keyshawn] Yeah...
Um...
...thought my hair was long enough, but it wasn't.
The beast swallowed the key.
Did he really?
[Keyshawn] Yeah.
But once upon a time...
in a land far away...
the princess met a knight
who said he could take care of it.
Well...
[prison guard] Copy that.
...can you take care of it?
[dramatic music plays]
[Uncle Clifford] Now, I'ma call this potato salad Autumn Night,
all this mustard yo' ass puttin' in it.
Ooh! You wrong for that!
-[both laughing] -Or am I right?
I'm just happy that bitch done slithered
up out my garden. Tuh!
You know I bought my club back.
-How the hell you do that? -A bitch got her ways. Hah.
I know I said make this club yo' steppin' stone,
but that bitch took that shit too much to heart.
-[chuckles] -[Uncle Clifford] Mmm.
It's a good lesson for both of us.
[Uncle Clifford] Mm-hmm.
Some folks only in yo' life for a season.
What yousaid. Keyshawn done moved on, too.
Yeah. I saw her note.
I hope she get everything she dreamed of.
[Uncle Clifford] But I still got my bottom bitch.
Girl, you know you toe that pole up
for that Grand ♪ Reeee- ♪ Openin'!
We got a bitch back up on the pole.
We got the club up to code,
and with that casino comin' up the street,
my headliner gone be bussin' it in front of millions.
I got plans, child.
"Pussyland: The Amusement Park."
Ooh, we gone make it up out this pandemic
-come hell or high wa-- -Uncle Clifford, last night
was my last dance.
What you mean yo' last dance?
Shoulda been the way I retired before.
"Don't tell nobody what you gone do.
Just let them bitches watch."
That's what my mama taught me.
Sadly, I ain't learn that lesson
'til she did that shit to me.
But it's time, Uncle Clifford.
-Wait, wait, wait. -It's time.
So all y'all is leavin' me?
You, Gidget, Keyshawn--
hell, even September Eve's ass?
Let's not call it leavin'.
Let's call it graduatin'.
Or in yo' words,
"dreamin' new dreams."
Who gone take yo' place?
[scoffing] Nobody.
But I think that's the whole point of it, ain't it?
♪ ♪
[chuckles softly]
Hmm.
♪ ♪
[sniffing]
[toilet flushes]
Shame Uncle Clifford kicked Toy on up out the club.
-She gone be aight. -That's what I heard, now.
She bein' "took care of."
[gum pops]
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout.
You think I don't know what you bitches been doin'?
How else you rockin' VVS's in yo' chain Ju-City?
'Cause I'm the best mu'fuckin' dancer
up in this bitch!
-These hoes better recognize. -So why you ain't
satisfied with that?
I know why.
'Cause flying 'round that pole
just the illusion of some pussy.
And there comes a moment in the night
where these niggahs want that real shit.
Why you tellin' me all this shit?
'Cause you ain't got nobody like me...
in yo' stable.
And best believe, it's a lot of niggahs
want what I got.
[snorts]
How I know you ain't gone tell
yo' ace boon coon Uncle Clifford?
[chuckles]
[snorts] Uhh...
It's a lot of things I ain't told Uncle Clifford.
♪ ♪
[gum pops]
[Uncle Clifford] ...no pandemic shit.
[Lil' Murda] Aye, Cliff.
There you go.
I'll go put everything out. [chuckles]
I don't know what kinda game you think you playin',
but I just need you to gone ahead and get back on that bus.
I decided. I ain't goin' on tour.
-Are you fuckin' insane? -[Lil' Murda] I ain't goin'.
You said it yo'self, I'm a star.
And if that's the case, I'ma need my own tour, my own bus.
I don't gotta ride the coattails of nobody,
even if they is snow white chinchilla.
Ugh. They have eyes, but they have no sense.
Tina Snow is yo' ticket out of Chucalissa.
Do you know how many niggahs wanna go on tour
and open for a act like that?
Well, let them do that shit, then, 'cause I ain't the one.
Now, what-what Woddy say?
"Every wave ain't meant to be rode."
You scared.
Scared?
I ain't no punk, now.
[Uncle Clifford] Oh, that you are.
But what I'm sayin' is, you scared of the sun.
Fact, you scared you is the sun.
-You scared you gone make it. -That's not what it is, Cliff.
Well, yo' ass can't sit up there and say
it's 'cause you wanna cook breakfast
for yo' niggah and her Granmuva everyday
or that you wanna be playin' these crowds up in Chucalissa
the rest of yo' life.
Boy, what done got into yo' head?
Look, my decision's my decision.
That ain't no decision.
That's impulse... [scoffs]
...which is the sister of stupidity.
You the fuckin' one that's scared!
Say you pushin' me away for me,
when you really pushin' me away for you!
You pushin' me away 'cause you don't know you worthy of shit.
Worthy of bein' took care of and all the protection
and plates of yams and chicken and dressin'--
all this fuckin' love, Cliff!
[exhales shakily]
I sell fantasy for work...
so in real life, I need real life.
Outside that Paradise Room, outside my room,
outside my fuckin' closet.
LaMarques, I just turned 40, and you is half my age.
What the heyell do you know about some love--
"May the sun...
find you in the darkest of shadows."
[soft music plays]
He got that tatted on his chest.
♪ ♪
Some words I wrote to a niggah.
Myniggah.
♪ ♪
[sniffles]
It all started...
when I peeped him from two cells over.
I convinced the CO to link me with him.
[scoffs] I paid her to... [scoffs]
...push him into the supply closet, and...
there I was waitin' for him.
Kidnappin'?
How romantic.
First time, it was what it was.
And the second...
third...
fourth, fifth time, that's...
♪ ♪
...that's how I learned to carve out a little...
piece of heaven for myself amidst all that hell.
But I couldn't love him in the light.
I wonder...
i-is that why--
maybe why he took his life that night?
You know, that night I, uh...
-the night I-I came... -Is that what happened?
♪ ♪
Yeah.
I been in some closets before.
You know, where that get me?
I'm sorry about what happened to yo'...
friend.
'Cause guilt is a chain not even the strongest one of us
can rock.
[breathes deeply]
Even I know a lil' somethin' 'bout that.
But the one thing I don't want is to be the one to be the blame
for holdin' you back.
I don't want you to make love every night to regret,
LaMarques.
That's not your choice. That's mine.
♪ ♪
-[Big L] Yo, Uncle Clifford! -Big L,
-what the hell? -I gotta show you
-something, man. -[Uncle Clifford] What?
[Big L] Come on, now. Come on, God damn it. Shit.
[Uncle Clifford] What is you talkin' 'bout?
What-what done happened? What's goin' on?
[overlapping arguing]
...very important moment. I don't have time for this!
You don't even wanna see this shit, man.
Ooh--
Negative 24 stacks? Oh, that can't be,
with all the scrilla we done brought in the club last night?
That's what I know.
I tried peckin' at that keyboard, too.
That ain't gone make the account fill back up.
[sucks teeth] It wasn't like this this mornin'.
Forty-two K to Chenay Fabrics. Who Che--[gasps]
That mustard banana bile yellow bitch!
Look like Redbone done snuffed the account.
Told you let me split her wig.
Oooh! Ooo-hoo-hoooooh!
Twenty-four muthafuckin' Savage!
Oh! Hoo!
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
Seem like all those drugs you fired me for
gone come in handy after all.
♪ ♪
Niggah, just hand me the whole damn bag.
[sighs]
[Erykah Badu's "Didn't Cha Know" plays]
[Erykah] ♪ Ah ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Ooh hey ♪
♪ I'm trying to decide ♪
♪ Which way to go ♪
♪ Think I made a wrong turn back there somewhere ♪
♪ Didn't cha know? Didn't cha know? ♪
♪ Tryin' to move, but I lost my way ♪
♪ Didn't cha know? Didn't cha know? ♪
♪ Love is life, and life is free ♪
♪ Take a ride of life with me ♪
♪ Free your mind and find your way ♪
♪ There will be a brighter day ♪
[indistinct chatter, laughter, distant siren wailing]
[LTD's "Love Ballad" plays]
♪ Mm-hmm ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ Have never been ♪
♪ So much ♪
♪ ♪
♪ In love ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Lovin' you ♪
♪ Gave me somethin' new ♪
♪ That I never felt ♪
♪ Never dreamed of ♪
♪ Something's changed ♪
♪ No, it's not the feelin' ♪
♪ I had before ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ♪
♪ It's much, much more ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Love ♪
♪ I never knew ♪
♪ That a touch ♪
♪ Mm ♪
♪ Could mean ♪
♪ ♪
♪ So much ♪
♪ ♪
You ain't fuckin' dreamin'.
♪ Mm-hmm ♪
♪ Ooh hoo ♪
♪ Lovers come ♪
♪ And then lovers go ♪
♪ That's what folks say ♪
♪ Don't they know, oh ♪
♪ They're not there ♪
♪ When you love me, hold me ♪
♪ And say you care ♪
♪ And what we have is much more than they ♪
♪ Could see ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ We have so much more now ♪
♪ What we have is much more ♪
♪ Than they could see ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, so much more ♪
♪ What we have is much more ♪
♪ Than they could see ♪
♪ We have so much more... ♪
What y'all fools lookin' at?
♪ Is much more than they could see... ♪
[muffled music continues]
♪ ♪
[zipper opens]
[intense music plays]
♪ ♪
-[punch landing] -[Diamond grunts]
[grunting]
[heavy breathing]
[punches landing]
[grunting]
[muffled yelling]
♪ ♪
[woman] He the one killed our lieutenant, boss.
[breathing heavily]
[dramatic chords]
♪ ♪
-[Diamond shouting in Arabic] -[escalating shouts]
[overlapping, echoing gunfire and screams]
[gasps]
No.
That'd be too easy, niggah.
[breathing heavily]
[DJ Zirk's "Lock 'em N Da Trunk" plays]
[DJ Zirk] ♪ Lock 'em in the trunk ♪
♪ Yeah, that should be fun now ♪
♪ Lock 'em in the trunk, lock lock 'em in the trunk yeah ♪
♪ Lock 'em in the trunk, yeah, that should be fun ♪
♪ Lock 'em in the trunk, lock, lock 'em in the trunk yeah ♪
♪ Lock 'em in the trunk, yeah that should be fun ♪
♪ Pop the trunk, slam the punk ♪
♪ Goin' on a ride busta ♪
♪ Ski mask on, so it's on, goin' for the kill sucka ♪
♪ Jump, trick boy, jump act like you want some ♪
♪ Twelve to ya dome trick, jump and getcha tail stomped ♪
♪ Don't forget ♪
♪ Took her to the room and drop the ten inch ♪
♪ Straight in her mouth, got my jizz, now I'm out ♪
♪ Now I'm out ♪