(mystical music)
(smooth R&B music)
♪ Sugar, Sugar, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, yes, yes ♪
♪ Hey, Sugar, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, sugar, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, Sugar, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, taste some of me, yass ♪
♪ Baby, taste it, taste it, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, Sugar girl ♪
♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby ♪
♪ Sugar, baby ♪
- Girl, you came all the way up here with them boots on?
- You better know I did, huh?
- How you doing? - Good.
I'm glad your ass ain't fall.
- All right, you better know I can't. How you been?
- I've been good. How you been?
- I'm good. You look good.
- Thank you! You, too.
- Thank you, thank you, thank you. Where you been?
They said you was dead.
- Girl, I was. - And what happened?
- [Mouse] Sugar saved my life.
- And who is Sugar?
- [Mouse] I got to tell you about Sugar.
- Tell me about him. I'm listening.
(dramatic music)
- [Mouse] Sugar saves lives. Hell, Sugar saved my life.
People are so confused what it is,
but as it becomes more known,
everybody wanted their hands on this mysterious drug, Sugar.
Once the word got out there about Sugar,
even the top drug gangs wanted in.
The Dynasty, an all female drug gang, that was led by Naomi?
They even wanted a piece of the action.
The one thing Cal was right about is
The Guardian women were way smarter than the men.
Naomi never got her hands dirty.
So, she sent her little sister Angel to lead the pack.
(Roy gives muffled yells) - Keep your fuckin' ass still!
Keep your fuckin' ass still!
Nigga, you move again, I'ma fuckin' shoot you!
(Roy whimpers) Shut the fuck up!
- The fuck is going on?
- Shut the fuck up! (slap thuds)
- Keep your motherfuckin' ass still! Shut the fuck up!
Shut the fuck up, nigga! You got something to say?
(Roy grunts) - You bitches come in my shit?
Ain't no fuckin' Dynasty without The Guardians.
You gonna kill us or not?
- You bitches ain't with shit, boy!
- Fuck you say, nigga?
(gunshot) - What the you gotta say,
motherfucker, huh? - The Guardians work
for The Dynasty now.
Repeat what the fuck I just said, Roy.
- Guardians work for The fuckin' Dynasty.
- That's right. - Yeah.
- [Eliza] That's right. That's right, motherfucker.
That's right. (dramatic music)
(upbeat rock music)
- Thank you for tuning into "The Buzz!"
And the buzz on the street is
there's a new drug called Sugar
and it's curing the Black community.
- What kind of drug cures the Black community?
- Sugar also cures cancer.
- This drug can cure cancer? - Yes and not only cancer,
but it cures high blood pressure,
diabetes, sickle cell anemia issues,
and so many other things that our Black community faces.
- And this is a street drug?
- Yes and pharmaceutical companies
and the government is trying to find out what is
the main source behind this drug
so they could put a stop to it.
Could you imagine how much money
they're going to lose behind this if it goes worldwide?
- This sounds like it would save the Black community
and their lifespans would double.
This isn't a drug. - Yes.
- This sounds like a miracle!
(upbeat rock music)
- [Ms. Blackwell] Ms. Nicholson, you do know
why you're on the stand?
- Yes, ma'am, I do. - Good.
Let's start from the beginning.
Do you know DeAngelo Summons?
- Yes, I know him. He was my man of two years.
Before the members of Dynasty killed him
and he was murdered.
(Page sniffles) - I am so sorry to hear that.
Do you think you know why he was murdered?
- Yes, I know why he was murdered!
The members of The Dynasty killed him! He was a good man!
(Page cries)
- You do know he was drug dealer?
- He wasn't no drug dealer! My man saved lives!
He was a hero!
- Page, can you tell us how you met Mr. Summons.
(Page cries)
- [Mouse] From the night he met Page
until he was murdered, he made it his business
to make her happy.
(funky music plays)
She soon learned he was part of The Guardian.
But, she didn't care. He tried to never do dirt around her.
(phone rings)
- Baby, your phone, your phone.
- Shit. - Your phone.
- Hello?
All right, I'm on the way.
(DeAngelo sighs)
- Get a call to leave?
- Yeah, I'll be back. - All right.
I guess I'll leave, too.
I got a couple of things to do, too.
I'll see you tonight?
- Yeah, you can call.
(smooth jazz music)
- Let me help you. (lips smack) Call me later.
- I got you.
Oh, I almost forgot.
- Oh, thanks, babe! - You know I got you.
(smooth funk music)
All right, there you go. - Thank you very much.
See you tonight. - Oh, yeah.
(smooth funk music)
(dramatic music)
- Girl, I wish you would have told me
he was part of The Guardians.
I'm scared to be here with you right now.
- Girl, you are tripping. This is my spot, okay?
We're here maybe even two or three times a week.
You're tripping. (dramatic music)
- Girl, (scoffs) I know he got more money
than to put you in something like this.
- For real? Don't be clocking my man, okay?
This is our private place, something hidden from the world.
There's something special to us.
(dramatic music)
What? Don't look at me like that.
Don't do that. I like this place, okay?
- Mm-mm. - What?
You're buggin'. (suspenseful music)
You want something to drink?
- No, thank you. Not our here. (Katana knocks on door)
- Here's Angelo now!
(Katana knocks on door)
(Page breathes heavily)
(Page whimpers)
- See that shit there, now? That's the new way now.
People made that in the lab.
Get us in (indistinct). My niggas in Lipson.
Man, these some real messed up motherfuckers!
I'm talkin' about full-blown AIDS
on they deathbeds and shit, getting this shit, John.
Four months later, they cured.
- H, h, h, h, how you, you know the cure?
- Listen, man. They cure the cureds, nigga.
They ain't about to die no more!
My people made shit that'll save lives!
Anything wrong with you,
it can fix! - What?
(smooth R&B music)
- Damn, do, do, let me try that shit up!
You know I been havin' health issues.
- All right. - For a long, for awhile.
- That a big bag now, right?
I'ma go ahead and give you that shit right there.
Hopefully that helps with your goddamn stutter.
(upbeat hip hop music)
♪ Do your worst ♪
- Goddamn, baby! We got fucked up tonight at the bar!
- I know. - I don't know why I listen
to you, goddamn missin' that white and brown together.
- You just sound so sexy.
You don't even sound the same no more.
- Oh, yeah? (woman chuckles)
Come here. Let me whisper something in your ear.
Let me tell you. Let me see how that sounds.
(horn honks) (woman giggles)
- The fuck you doin', nigga?
- Hell you lookin' at? - A dead ass nigga!
- You got a fuckin' problem? - Do you got
a fuckin' problem? You got a lot of fuckin' mouth.
- [Mike] We can do this shit right fuckin' here, bro.
- [Woman] Speed up! Baby, just speed up!
- [Mike] You ain't sayin' nothing
but a fuckin' word, bro. - What the fuck you mean?
- Get the fuck out! What's up?
- Fuck you. - These niggas is
crazy around here! - I ain't worried
about that nigga.
He wasn't about to do shit.
He ain't about that fuckin' life.
This is my fuckin' city now!
You better tell them motherfuckers to ask about Mike!
- What's wrong with you?
You don't even act the same, talk the same.
What's wrong with you?
- You might as well get used to the new me.
I'm cured now. - I don't even know
who you are anymore. (car roars)
(smooth R&B music) - When the members
of The Dynasty killed Dirty Mike, that was bad.
But, what they did to DeAngelo was even worse!
(Page cries)
- Can you tell us what happened to DeAngelo?
- God! - Your honor?
This is too much for her. Can we call in the next witness?
- No further questions, your honor.
- [Ms. Cooper] Ms. Aikens, you've lived here
in Charleston all of your life, right?
- Yes, I have.
- [Ms. Cooper] And you personally knew DeAngelo Summons?
- Yes. We've been friends ever since we were kids.
- [Ms. Cooper] Just how close were you to DeAngelo?
- I mean, we, we were friends.
He could call me for just about anything.
- When was the last time he called on his good friend?
- I mean maybe a, a couple of months ago.
- Let's go further back, a few years,
when Sugar first came on the scene.
Did DeAngelo introduced this drug to you?
- Yes, but it was never introduced to me as a drug.
- Oh. How exactly was it introduced, Ms. Aikens?
(smooth R&B music)
(tissues scrape) (dramatic music)
(women laugh) - Get the fuck off of me!
- This bitch here is feisty! - Keep, keep your ass though.
Katara! - Nah!
Oh, yeah, bitch! We got you now!
- You bitches gonna kill me? - Nah, listen!
Your end is near, but not today!
Besides, your face is so beautiful!
Katara, cut this bitch face!
(Jazzy laughs) (Angel yells)
I can't wait 'til Naomi and the rest of them bitches
at Dynasty see your face!
(eerie music)
(upbeat rock music)
♪ Oh, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
♪ Oh, na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
♪ Na, na, na ♪
♪ Pick up on that beat ♪
♪ Couldn't let it hold me down, down ♪
♪ Almost let it take me out, babe ♪
♪ Whoa, but right in the darkness, yeah ♪
♪ That is where I found myself ♪
♪ I'm in love for me, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Everything I need, oh, oh ♪
♪ I was asked to achieve, achieve ♪
♪ Succeed, all I gotta do is believe in me ♪
♪ Believe in me, pick up on that beat ♪
♪ I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love ♪
(onlookers applaud) - Beautiful, encore!
Encore, beautiful!
- Hey, Cal, man, we need to talk, man.
- What's going on, man?
All I want to do is enjoy the show,
have a good time tonight and that was good.
Don't you agree, brother?
- Yeah, I agree with all that, man.
But, we listened to her sing for a couple of hours, man.
Time to talk business.
- All right, all right, 20 minute break. Don't go nowhere.
(drums rattle)
You know you done fucked up, right?
Right? You know I'm mad?
- We handled that for you, Cal.
- Looks like The Guardian women know how
to handle business more than our men.
I left you in charge, Roy, and you let The Dynasty come in
and take over one of my spots and kill my nephew?
- Cal, don't blame me for that shit.
- Shut the fuck up!
All this is pissing me off! I need some music now.
Tell that girl to sing another song!
- Fuck! (smooth R&B music)
- Yo, we gotta work on destroying the GeeChees, man.
Ernest gettin' too messy.
- The fuck you talkin' about, man?
The GeeChee's the one's that put us onto the Sugar,
showed us how to make it, showed us how to distribute it.
- Uh, The Guardians don't owe them shit, bruh!
There's no loyalty amongst thieves, man.
(feet stomp)
- Red, Roy, The Dynasties are here!
(guns click) (suspenseful music)
They both clean, Cal.
- Nobody fires unless I say so.
You killed my nephew.
- I didn't kill anybody!
- Y'all walked into a death trap on purpose.
- Hold up. The Dynasty comes in peace.
But, I'ma let you know right now,
if I don't walk out that door in 10 minutes,
The Dynasty is prepared to burn his club down with me in it.
- Correct! (guns click)
- We have nine minutes now.
- Fuck all that! Let's end this bitch now!
The Guardians ready for war!
- I was talking to Cal.
Sugar is bigger than this and you know it.
- Have a seat.
- Man, this is some bullshit, man.
Give me a gun, man. Benita, give me a gun, man.
- Boy! - Man, fuck all this shit!
- Time is cutting down, Cal. We need to come together.
Stop thinking about running the city or The East
when you and I can just run the world.
- The Guardians ain't sharin' shit!
(Naomi chuckles)
- I tried to warn you.
- Get the fuck out of my spot.
(chair thuds) - Gladly.
♪ Swear to God, this be the truth when I write ♪
♪ It's all lies, it's hard livin' ♪
♪ Had a car, them trenches that were light ♪
♪ Nowadays these bitch niggas be sinkin' ♪
♪ They turn Gotti, but I specialize in the hustle ♪
♪ I know what them terms like ♪
♪ Had a partner cross the water, they ain't warned ♪
♪ Ran into the nigga workin' with the riggers ♪
♪ Cuttin' front lawns, he told me (indistinct), yeah ♪
♪ He speak different, had to pay that nigga ♪
- Shit. (pounding on door)
Who is knockin' at the damn door?
Mouse, get the door. Mouse, get the damn door!
- Nigga, you ain't gotta yell. I can hear your ass!
Shit! - What the fuck, Mouse?
- Move! - Get the damn door.
(door creaks) - Mouse, let me in.
- Damn, what up, Brick?
- Hey, I need y'all niggas attention.
Hey, Mouse, you got to go, bruh.
- I ain't goin' no damn where.
- You gotta go. - She ain't got
to go nowhere, man.
What's up, Brick?
- I don't trust this bitch, bruh.
This is Geechee business.
- Bitch? - Yeah, bitch!
I don't trust you. You need to go.
- You fucking with my- - Hey, chill.
- Hey, man, you gonna let this man call me a bitch?
- I got fuckin' kilos, nigga! - Shit!
- Ooh, what is that shit? - It's that Sugar!
- Push that shit! - Fuck, nigga.
- [Brick] Real talk, hey, go bitch.
- Boy, fuck you, boy! - Fuck you, bitch!
- Hey, hey, wait- - Broke bitch!
- Fuck you, boy.
- Shit, now, chill, bruh! - Chill out, bruh.
- I ain't goin- - Man, we got work
right there, bruh. - Don't worry about me.
- Oh, damn! - Fucking kilo, nigga!
That's Sugar, nigga! - I am!
- Yeah! Yeah, look at that. Your mouth numbin' up already!
- Top shelf. (Brick laughs)
Ooh, I'm back to life! Fuck all that.
- [Brick] That better than that blue magic!
- Facts. (Yam claps)
- Right here, baby! - Yeah, yeah!
- Let's go, baby! - Yeah, boy.
See what I said? - All right, baby!
- Let that bitch go! Let that bitch go!
Mouse, she's a fuckin' rat! - Goddamn!
- She's a fuckin' rat! - Ooh!
- Yeah, yeah. - What I'm talkin about, baby!
Yeah, now, baby!
- Let that bitch go, bruh. You don't need that bitch.
- Talkin' about! - That's your bitch
right there! - Let's go!
- Sugar, Sugar, nigga! You see that?
- Let's go! - We about to be rich, y'all.
- Sugar, this is Sugar. Get that shit off.
- [Mouse] Over the next few months,
Sugar was rapidly being pushed out,
only in certain parts of the cities
and only by the Geechees.
As time went by, Yam started giving me less and less time.
It went from hours and days
without me even hearin' from him.
So, one day I decided to pop up announced.
(smooth R&B music) (lips smack)
- Damn, that's soft, isn't it?
Damn, I got to read your palm, baby!
Really though? (Tyesha giggles)
This says a lot of good things about you though.
You know? - Really?
- Yeah, it's a real good career move
'til you out with your boy, too.
You're gorgeous out here, the freckles.
Be honest, I'd change nothing about yourself.
You hear me?
Just- (Mouse knocks on door)
Come here, man. Let me ask you a few things, too.
- [Yam] What's up, Mouse? Your man ain't here.
- Man, are you crazy? I know he's in here.
Oh, oh, so this is why you can't answer?
- Mouse, you are not my damn girl!
- I don't give a fuck. You ain't shit.
What's this? - Get the fuck out, man!
- Bitch, you ain't shit, man! You ain't shit!
- No, bitch! You ain't shit!
- [Mouse] Oh, fuck you, boy!
(door slams) - Now, where were we?
I swear to God them freckles look real! That's you?
Don't play with me now. Don't you play with me.
Put your weight on it. (Tyesha laughs)
- Yo, I would be pissed if this is another dummy mission
'cause you know that bitch, uh, Mouse be lyin', right?
- Nah, Mouse ain't known to be no liar, though.
She ain't known to be no liar. Her shit be on point.
- Actually I don't give a fuck.
I'll kill her, that man,
and whatever bitch they got in there.
- You know I'm down with you! I'm down!
What the fuck is Sugar, anyways?
That's like a drug or some shit?
- Yeah. - No, it's not.
It's not a drug. Mouse said that shit ain't no drug.
- No. What the fuck is it then?
- I don't know how to describe the motherfucker.
I know you can eat that shit, drink that shit.
It supposed to be something shit the Geechies made
to help you live longer.
I seen that shit with my own two eyes.
That shit's the truth. I'm telling you.
I'm telling you, goldmine!
Fuckin' goldmine! - It sounds like a drug to me.
- No, it's not. It's not!
Trust me. That shit is a fuckin' goldmine.
- It's a drug. - Sounds like a drug to me.
- It's a drug. - Whatever.
Fuck all that! Let's go get that shit.
Let's go! - You know I'm ready!
- Y'all ready or what? - Let's get that.
- Lets go! - Loaded!
- Let's do this. - Let's go.
- [Angel] Go everything.
♪ Sugar baby, my Sugar baby ♪
♪ You're my Sugar baby, my Sugar baby ♪
(door creaks)
- Keep your eyes open.
Stand over here just in case he jumps up.
- Before we go in here, do not shoot this nigga
until we get that Sugar.
Hey, you hear me?
- Yeah, okay. I ain't gonna shoot the nigga first.
I'ma get the bag and I'ma shoot him.
(women laugh) (women shush)
- Here we go. Here we go.
(woman moans) (bed bangs)
- Oh, shit! What the fuck are y'all doin' here?
- Where's the Sugar, motherfucker?
- What the fuck? I ain't got no money on me right now!
(gun clicks) - Where's Yam?
- Fuck that! Where's the Sugar?
(gunshot) Yeah!
And that was warning shot.
Don't you know I'll kill both of you motherfuckers?
(Mouse laughs)
- Oh, you workin' with a little something something, huh?
- Damn! - Boy,
don't you know I'll shoot you in both your balls?
- [Man] Man, the bag behind the fuckin' door, man.
- You got that shit?
- Let's go! - All right.
- And don't make me come back. I just might.
(dramatic music)
We out this bitch.
- Fuck! - Baby, how the fuck
do this bitches know where we live?
What the fuck is going on? Was that everything we have?
Everything? - I don't fuckin' know, man!
- What you mean you don't know?
- Man, I'll be back. - What the-
- Yo, where, where you going?
What, what, where you about to go?
Baby, where you about to go?
- Man, I'll call you when I get there, man.
- B, baby, where you about to go?
Not, did you just see what the fuck just happened?
Yo, this nigga's buggin'!
(upbeat rock music)
- Welcome back to "The Buzz!" I am Lisa.
- And I am Rachel and we are live backstage
when the court is in motion and,
boy, is it getting hot in here!
- Yes, girl!
And could you see how Ms. Blackwell almost made Page cry
and she hasn't even begun asking her questions yet?
- I saw that and now we have Sydney Atkins on the stand.
I can't wait to see what she's going to ask her.
(upbeat rock music)
(gentle music)
- So, is it safe to say you are a member of The Dynasty?
- No. I'm not a member of any gang.
- But, you have friends that are full fledged members
and these same friends allegedly killed
your friend Deangelo, right?
- I don't understand the question.
You know, I would never hurt the Angelo.
You know, if I could find his killer,
I would seek justice for him and his family.
- No further questions, your honor.
- Sir, I know you ain't gonna like this,
but I got some bad news to report.
- You know what happened the last time
you brought me bad news, right?
Do you remember? - Yeah, I, I remember.
- That means this must be very, very important.
How many people I got to kill this time?
It's like a war out here in these streets!
- Sir, blood has already been shed.
They call themselves taking over The Guardians.
- The Guardians are stupid
and the little sense that The Dynasty has,
they learned from the GeeChees.
Sugar saves lives, but these people,
they get greedy and motherfuckers gotta die.
- I agree.
- Teddy, go get the cabinet together.
The Geechees will handle it! - Say less.
(gentle music)
- State your name and your position.
- My name is Ben Lawson, Head of Equities Pharmaceuticals
of Charlotte, North Carolina.
- So glad that you can join us, Mr. Lawson.
You are familiar with the drug Sugar.
- I'm quite familiar with the drug Sugar. Yes, I am.
I'm very familiar with it.
- Can you tell us what Sugar is?
- To my understanding Sugar became a miracle drug.
It's caused a drastic sells within our American economy
and our drug cartel market and so it became a dra,
a very serious concern when it deals with our profits.
- Drastic, what exactly do you mean when you say drastic?
- Well, when I mean drastic,
you know that American economy is fueled
by the pharmaceutical market and when we have individuals
or people that's not buying over-counter drugs
it causes major serious concern
within the pharmaceutical industry.
- No further questions, your honor. Thank you.
(gentle R&B music)
- Where the fuck are we going? - Let's go.
- Yeah. - It is hot in here.
- Bitch, we're about to have a girl's bonding day!
- Bonding? - Girl's bonding?
- We ain't never did that before!
- Yes, we do. - No, we don't.
- Girl, (indistinct) shot. - No, we don't.
- It's seven o'clock in the morning!
Bonding? We bond when we kill a motherfucker!
- I want to see- - Bonding with no shots?
- Y'all bitches are always complaining.
Bitch, you still drunk from last night!
- And? - Yeah, I am, I am.
- Just come on here. - Angel, you better not-
- Get this fresh air.
Come and get this fresh air and channel-
- Don't have us on none of your happy-go-lucky
motherfucking trip tonight. - That's exact.
- We on it, let's go! Lets go!
- I guess. (women sigh)
See what up her sleeves, y'all.
- Let's go. - Fuckin' seven o'clock
in the morning, rise and shine ass.
- This is the spot. - You always on
this happy-go-lucky shit for?
Like, what the fuck? What's this?
- [Angel] Bitch, we're coming to get some healin'!
- Healin'? - Yep!
- You know I get my healing! - Ain't nobody
need no healin'. - Yeah, yeah!
- Yeah, want some- - Spiritual healing.
- Man, what you say? - Hula hoopin' business.
- Hula hoopin' business? - Yes, ma'am.
- What the fuck, Angel? - Angel!
- Time! - Please, ma'am,
what am I gonna do with this?
- What is my, don't even- - Hold up.
This ain't goin' nowhere. Where this goin'?
- Man, we're- - I mean-
- You can sit in a circle now.
- Man, y'all, I'm about to hit myself.
- Hula hoop. - And I goes like-
- Get it! - There it is!
- There you go! - Hell.
♪ Run through shores, go overseas ♪
♪ Drop some recs, make some Gs ♪
♪ New niggas so full of hate ♪
♪ So, tryin' to show them the way ♪
♪ They pick up the nine, blow you away ♪
♪ I dig in their minds, strike oil again ♪
♪ I was runnin' through the recs ♪
♪ Money fallin' through my hands ♪
♪ Overseas, on foreign lands ♪
♪ It was all part of the plan ♪
♪ Shortie fat, know she bad ♪
♪ She just like to bounce that ass ♪
♪ I'm still ruling up the gas ♪
♪ Rubber bands and duffel bags ♪
♪ They just runnin' through the recs ♪
♪ Money fallin' through my hands ♪
♪ Overseas, on foreign land ♪
♪ That was all part of the plan ♪
- Can you show me how to shoot with this shit?
(women laughs) - Girl,
I ain't gonna be on point. - Shoot, shoot.
- Yeah! - Get it, get it!
All that booty, you ain't got it?
- I don't know what this is, but we need to go.
We need to go, okay?
- I'm just, I'm hungry.
- Thank you. - Absolutely.
- All the healin'. - Yes!
- Yep, take it. - Thank y'all!
- Have a good day. - Y'all ain't
got nothing on me. - Angel,
you're makin' her stay. - Let's go!
- Ma'am, thank you for your time, okay?
- Come on! - Bye.
- All right, all right. - Let's go, y'all.
- All right. - Have a good one.
- All right, okay. Come on.
- I'm tired, man! - I'm exhausted.
- Next time you think about- - Bitch, I didn't even think
that was gonna be that bad. - Can we get some water,
some bananas or something? - We ain't got
nothing to drink! ♪ And the illest ♪
♪ Dealin' with all of my niggas real ♪
♪ I just runnin' through the recs ♪
(motorcycle roars)
- Don't worry about a thing, just don't.
These the lessons we learned today.
- You gonna put it in action? - I'm gonna put 'em in action.
- What you gonna do and where the fuck is Kesha at?
She is always late, though.
- She's always late. - Always late.
- Always. - Can't even be on time.
- Look at this bitch. - Probably hung over.
- Look at this bitch. - Girl!
- So, where you been at? - You gonna be late
to your own fuckin' funeral, I'm telling you.
- Well, y'all know I had to get dressed,
just in case I find my man! - You ain't got nothing!
- My man could be in the park! I don't know.
- So, why was you really late, Kesh?
- Yeah! - What's up?
- [Angel] 'Cause we called you two hours ago.
- I mean- - I'm hungry.
- You know, I had to get my back blown out real quick.
- I told you! - See, I knew it!
- Nasty ass! - Nasty!
- Oh! - I know you!
- I'ma hit- - But, that's my girl, though.
- Baby! - Yeah!
- You better have that same energy
where we about to go. - Right!
- You know, but let's get this jog in.
Let's go. - You gonna miss this whole-
- Well, we already warmed up. - I did my workout!
- You missed the whole- - We work out.
- Come on! Let's get these stretches done.
Come on. - No, we gotta stretch.
- I ain't got all day. I told you I got shit to do tonight.
- I hope this bitch catch a cramp.
(women laugh)
- We like that. - That's not right, Angel.
- We just gonna do it?
Are we gonna get in formation or what's up?
I'm trying to cash out. - This get on my nerve.
All I know- - Come on.
- That's okay. I hope her back get really broke this time.
- I ain't hangin' out here all day.
- Don't worry about it.
As long as that trigger finger still workin',
that's all I'm worried about. - Yeah,
you better make sure that works!
- Okay? - I need my girl!
- All right? - Okay!
- Let's go! Let's get 'em!
Who gonna lead up? Go ahead, Angel.
- Okay, what's up? - 'Cause you got a great
outside handshake. - You always doin' too much.
- I'm late and shit. - Let's go, bitch!
- Come on, girl. Ain't nobody got all day!
- Oh, I hate running! - There's nothing out here.
We out here (indistinct). - Ain't nobody
gonna find us out here. - Okay.
- You know me. - Nothing-
- [Quanna] You always supposed to stay on point!
(indistinct chattering) - All the time!
- [Quanna] You always gotta say on point.
You can't be caught out here slippin' and shit, dog.
- Never slip, sis. - You know you trigger happy.
(motorcycle roars)
- All right, pick it up, pick it up.
(motorcycle roars)
(five gunshots)
(Kesha groans) - Kesha, Kesha!
No, Kesha! (women yell)
(motorcycle roars) (Angel screams)
- Angel, Angel, you gotta get up.
- They shot her. - That's it.
Angel, that's it. - You know we got to-
(upbeat rock music)
- My name is Rachel. - And I am Lisa.
- Today, we found out that Ms. Kesha Williams
was found dead in Livingston Park.
- Oh, no. - Word in the street is
that it was due to the new drug, Sugar.
- Well, I hope this isn't true.
We just heard multiple stories
how Sugar has cured people and now this?
- Yes, girl. You know what?
Sugar is good and all,
but it does not stop Black on Black crime.
- You can say that again.
- Sugar does not stop Black on Black crime.
We as a community need to get together
and help put a end to this.
- We sure do, man! This is, this is, this is unbelievable.
I can't believe this has just happened.
- I know it's supposed to be a cure
and they're using this to now kill other people.
Like, how can we make something so good
for our community and turn it into something bad like this?
- We gotta do better. (upbeat rock music)
(gentle R&B music)
♪ Baby, girl (indistinct) ♪
♪ I know you tired of this bull ♪
♪ Always up under a new (muted) ♪
♪ Textin' back numbers, like, "Who this" ♪
♪ But, when you is (indistinct) ♪
- (indistinct), I just had a dream about you.
- For real, baby? - It's crazy.
I'm not like you, right?
You I ain't (indistinct). You know I go crazy about you!
No, for real.
- I know, babe, but you didn't. You're not.
I'm not going over there. Where you think I'm going?
- Nowhere, but, you know I'm crazy about you.
Don't make me fuck something up behind you.
- Whatever. - Like, seriously.
- I should be telling you that.
But, you wake me up in my sleep and yell me about that?
- It's on my mind, baby.
- Okay. - I told you, baby.
- Okay. - I love you.
- I love you, baby. I'm here with you, okay?
- Go on and put that there.
♪ I got what you want ♪
♪ That Sugar, that Sugar, that Sugar ♪
♪ I got what you want ♪
♪ That Sugar, that Sugar, that Sugar ♪
- We got to come up with a plan, like, now, like, right now!
- I mean, so, what you want to do?
- I mean, I'm ready. - I'ma call you back.
Thank you for letting me know everything.
- Why is she always on the phone?
Man. - Fuck, man.
- Angel, what's going on? - 'Cause, you know-
- Y'all got me coming up with everything? Help a nigga out.
- [Quanna] I'm ready for whatever. What's up?
- That what I'm talkin' about. - Say less.
- Ladies, let me speak to my sister alone for a second.
Hey, what's up, sis? - What?
- Oh, shit. - Angel,
it's getting real out there
and I don't want to lose you to this shit.
- Girl, you're not going to lose me. Like, we're all we got.
I mean, that shit today, that shit got me thinking.
Like, we can just disappear and never be seen again.
I'm sure we could survive off that Sugar shit forever.
- Do you hear yourself?
No matter where we go, if we takin' the Sugar,
the same problems are gonna follow us.
We might as well face our fears.
- Well, sometimes I just wish we didn't have
to live this life.
Like, who would've thought two female orphan girls
could hold so much power?
Bitch, look at us now!
(both laugh)
- I love you, Angel. - Girl, I love you, too!
(smooth R&B music)
♪ Since the day I met you ♪
♪ Knew you were very special ♪
♪ (indistinct) ♪
♪ No, I never ever ♪
♪ No, never ever would play with our love ♪
♪ Your my reason, changin' season ♪
♪ That I am cheesin', baby ♪
♪ And I'll be damned if I let you step away ♪
♪ So, I'll give you all of me ♪
♪ Oh, please don't make a fool out of me ♪
♪ No, I can't, I can't stop loving you ♪
♪ No, oh, and our love, the (indistinct) that you doin' ♪
♪ I will for you ♪
♪ Boy, I ♪
♪ I will for you, I will for you ♪
♪ Forever, ever and forever, ever ♪
♪ I will yearn for your love ♪
♪ And, boy, boy, please don't become a fool ♪
♪ The way you love me ♪
♪ I promise I'll return right back to you, baby ♪
♪ 'Cause I'll be damned if I let you slip away ♪
♪ So, I'll give you all of me ♪
♪ All of me, don't make a fool out of me ♪
♪ No, I can't, I can't stop loving you ♪
♪ No, oh, and our love means that you doin' ♪
♪ I, I will for you, yes, I will ♪
♪ I, I, I, I will for you ♪
(gentle piano music)
- Don't fuckin' move! - This is for Kesha!
- Eliza, what's up, you scared?
- Bitch, they dead! - What?
- Damn! (gentle piano music)
- Who's smarter than the Geechee?
- Ain't nobody smarter than motherfuckin' Geechee.
(rapid gunshots)
(Ernest laughs) (gentle piano music)
(gentle jazz music)
- Yam? Yam?
Yam? Yam?
Don't you hear me callin' you?
(dramatic music) Yam?
- All right- (objects clatter)
- Looking for this? (chuckles) Deja vu, bitch!
(hit thuds) (dramatic music)
Don't you fuckin' move or I'll blow a hole in your head.
We have to stop meeting like this! Oh, snap, look!
I see you have your scar covered, huh?
(Katana laughs)
- What do you want? You bitches get off on doing this shit?
- Look here.
The Dynasties are dead and The Guardians are dead.
You kill us and we kill you. That's the plan.
- So, that's your whack-ass plan?
- No! - You plan to shoot me
with my own gun. - No, that's their plan.
- Whose plan? - The Geechees.
- Gotcha, bitch. - Bitch.
(upbeat rock music)
- My name is Rachel. - And I am Lisa.
- And welcome to "The Buzz!"
- Thank you for tuning in with us
with our special guest, who is a Sugar survivor, Sam Hilton.
Thank you for coming in today, Mr. Sam.
Could you please go ahead
and share your story with us today?
- Well, absolutely, young lady
and thank you for having me out here.
- You are s- - I'm just so glad
to have my story told on such a great platform
to be a survivor of this thing.
It's all thankful. - Well, we are glad
to have you here! - I love this show.
- Please tell us how Sugar cured you, sir.
- Well, absolutely. Is there Sugar in this coffee?
Oh, nevermind that. So, let me tell you now, okay?
So, it was a time when I couldn't get it up.
- Oh. - It was soft.
I took some Sugar, right? Now, I can't keep it down!
I can't keep it soft, sex drive on a thousand!
As a matter of fact, if you want to,
I can take you guys in the back
and I can show you exactly what his FUPA do right.
I'm trying to tap for this Sugar.
- T, TMI, sir, TMI. - I'm sayin' though,
are we live? - Are you sayin'
what I think you're trying to say, Mr. Hilton?
- Well, honestly, honestly speakin', y'all.
And I'm an honest man.
- Okay. - Honesty, okay.
- I like honesty. - It was a time
where I couldn't get it right, okay?
And I had to use something to save my life, right?
But, it wasn't nothing not there. But, Sugar did it for me!
It did it! It brought it back to life for me!
Facts, okay? If you want to, I don't mind.
Matter of fact- - Thank you.
- For all your audience members out there today,
if you want a good time tonight.
Oh wait, (shushes) tomorrow. Give me a call, right?
843-555-55BIG-DADDY.
- Is he serious?
(upbeat rock music)
♪ So, I do that thing satisfied ♪
♪ And now we on the floor ♪
♪ Got him screamin' dominoes ♪
♪ I'm lookin', like checkin' me ♪
♪ Got me feelin' Fifty Shades of Grey ♪
♪ And I'm your master, baby ♪
♪ I can't wait to show ya ♪
♪ All the cheats I'm holdin' ♪
♪ Boy, you know you got the real thing, baby ♪
♪ Ain't no need to rush it when it comes to lovin' ♪
♪ Boy, you know we got the whole night ♪
♪ So, come a little closer, baby ♪
♪ I got what you need ♪
♪ I can see (indistinct), baby ♪
- Sir. - Teddy.
Teddy just loves to mess up my flow. Bro?
- Nah, no bad news this time.
You told me to let you know when the package come in.
It just dropped. Let's get this money.
- Boy, you know I love money!
Almost as much as I love Yanni.
- Ooh, don't get hit now.
- Get the fuck outta here. - I'm high.
- More money, baby.
I guess that means you can finally take that trip to Paris.
- That would be nice.
(upbeat R&B music)
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Ain't no check, we got another one ♪
♪ Oh, drug money, it buy you what you want ♪
♪ It get you want you want ♪
♪ You owe me money, I send it to your dorm ♪
♪ Till you make it you go home ♪
♪ I got liquor money ♪
♪ I'm talkin' real estate ♪
♪ I got the grass, I got the weight ♪
♪ I got that cake pussy twerkin' for me ♪
♪ She movin' major weight ♪
♪ She bringin' major weight ♪
♪ Hey, that's your bitch, well that's my head giver ♪
♪ I got her runnin' up the airport ♪
♪ Bringin' back in the packs, nigga ♪
♪ Plug talk, queen of the South ♪
♪ Don't block, nigga, all white ♪
♪ Rap tight, talk is Crip ♪
♪ I can make her twerk and I can bite her panties off ♪
♪ If you want a beef, I get the touch ♪
♪ I'm a big dog, Rottweiler nuts ♪
♪ Boy, I got that dog, dog ♪
♪ Hit me on my line, I cool sign ♪
♪ Then they ship 'em off ♪
♪ The block is shot, the block is shot ♪
♪ I got my runners ready to make moves ♪
♪ Like the chop and so ♪
♪ You wanna talk the talk ♪
♪ Well, walk the walk ♪
♪ Ten toes steppin' veteran, I'ma boss nigga ♪
♪ Oh, drug money, it buy you what you want ♪
♪ It get you want you want ♪
♪ You owe me money, I send it to your dorm ♪
♪ Till you make it you go home ♪
♪ I got liquor money ♪
♪ I'm talkin' real estate ♪
♪ I got the grass, I got the weight ♪
♪ I got that cake pussy twerkin' for me ♪
♪ She movin' major weight ♪
♪ She bringin' major weight ♪
♪ First I start off with a pocket full of stones ♪
♪ I turn to grams 'cause hit them with the hustle ♪
♪ That's the way I feed the fam ♪
♪ Yeah, that love what they drug money ♪
♪ Got, plug tappin' in ♪
♪ I'm gettin' prices, ain't now way that I can't win ♪
♪ I'm like the UPS 'cause I'm in traffic with the package ♪
♪ Oh, no, the government can't tax it ♪
♪ Pressure (indistinct), just to show my encampment ♪
♪ Yeah, a nigga really trappin' ♪
♪ I might drip in designer ♪
♪ Just a friendly reminder ♪
♪ That I come from the bottom ♪
♪ One time I cut them bar though ♪
♪ Yeah, I have money problems ♪
♪ I make the fuckin' money solve them ♪
♪ Oh, drug money, it buy you what you want ♪
♪ It get you want you want ♪
♪ You owe me money, I send it to your dorm ♪
♪ Till you make it you go home ♪
♪ I got liquor money ♪
♪ I'm talkin' real estate ♪
♪ I got the grass, I got the weight ♪
♪ I got that cake pussy twerkin' for me ♪
♪ She movin' major weight ♪
♪ She bringin' major weight ♪ ♪ Let me hit you right back ♪
♪ 'Cause there's a cat callin' my line ♪
♪ (indistinct) cagin' and cap ♪
♪ I'm on my way from Cali trying to beat the mailman back ♪
♪ If it wasn't entrapment, where the hell I be at ♪
♪ You know that money stack up different ♪
♪ When you stayin' consistent ♪
♪ Get it all by myself, I don't need no assistants ♪
♪ Lost two pound, but I shook back ♪
♪ And I ain't talkin' 'bout fitness ♪
♪ Came to the trap with a big old sack ♪
♪ The neighbors thinkin' it's Christmas ♪
♪ Well, I wonder what he's doing ♪
♪ Shut up, bitch, mind your business ♪
♪ Residue all on my clothes ♪
♪ I'm doughboy, fresh out the kitchen ♪
♪ I'm tied in with them both ♪
♪ So, I'm supplying the trenches ♪
♪ Love drug money, made the trap, God be my witness ♪
♪ Oh, drug money, it buy you what you want ♪
♪ It get you want you want ♪
♪ You owe me money, I send it to your dorm ♪
♪ Till you make it you go home ♪
♪ I got liquor money ♪
♪ I'm talkin' real estate ♪
♪ I got the grass, I got the weight ♪
(car roars)
- Yeah, I'm about to come get 'em now, man.
Same room? All right.
(children chatter)
(knocking on door)
Open the door, man.
- What's happening? - What's up, man?
- Good, it's good.
I'll go on grab that right now.
Yeah, man, everything beautiful man, check it out.
That's a lot of money out there
on the streets with this Sugar to be made.
- Yeah. - We about
to change some lives.
We definitely about to change our finances.
You ready for this? Let's do it, bro.
Yo, that thing ready, so y'all go ahead
and come on through and get that.
All right, bye.
(pounding at door)
- What's good? What's good?
- What's good, man? - Cool.
- Yeah, everything good. - Come on in.
- Everything cool, man.
All these pains and stuff
I've been going through lately, bro.
- Yeah? - I can't tell you, man.
Man, you mind if I take a seat?
- Yeah, man. Go ahead.
Man, I got something for you as a matter of fact.
Come on. Sit down.
- Real shit? - Yeah, yeah.
It's real shit. Try this out real quick.
Hold on one second.
Yeah, try a little bit of that out real quick.
This that Sugar right here, yo. This shit save lives.
I guarantee you it's gonna change yours, too.
Man, try it out real quick. - Change my life?
- [Teddy] Yeah, change your life, man.
That headache that you got going on right now?
Just try it and you gonna see what's up.
- Right now, man? I mean, hey, man.
You ain't fuckin' with me, right?
This- - No, no, no.
This is some real shit, dog.
This shit is going to change the world.
- All right, man, so, how, how, how do you-
- You just take a dab up, put them on your tongue.
Yeah, just take a dab. Go on.
Too much, though, you might fly though.
How you feel? - Like sh-
- All right, well take another dab
if you ain't feeling nothing yet
'cause it should have kicked in by now.
- You know, man, that's not bad either though, man.
Bro. - Yeah?
Yeah, yeah. - You mind?
- Take another dab. I don't give a damn.
Once you hit that again,
you might feel like you were about 15, 16 years old again.
Take your, hey, hey, it hits sexual problems right, too.
So, if all that ain't all that ain't been moving tight,
once you get home tonight for that thing-
- Well, you know that ain't the problem.
Tell you what, though, man. - It don't matter, dog.
You gonna feel like you 13, 14, 15 again in that thing.
- You, you, you? - Yeah.
That's on the house right there.
You go ahead and run with that.
When you ready to get this bread, holla at me,
man, but I got to make some moves.
I got more people coming through.
So, yeah, definitely get at me with that though.
- Tell you one thing, man.
I feel like a (indistinct). - Doin' a lot better, right?
Damn! - Man, bro, listen, man.
I mean, I don't know how I'm gonna-
- Oh, shit, hey- - I feel great!
That's all I gotta say. - Man, that's all
I want you to do, man.
- I really appreciate that. - Yes, sir.
Hey, enjoy that. Yes, sir.
(indistinct chattering)
- Like, a kilo or some shit like that, real good shit
- Look, here, bro. - Hell, yeah.
- It got the Feds going crazy, bro.
Kickin' doors down, stealin' TVs, all kind of shit goin' on.
- [Teddy] What's up? What's up?
What's up? - What's up, fam?
- Good. - What's crackin' with you?
- Yeah, for sure. - Yeah, let's get it.
- Everything in there, right? - Yeah, everything.
- [Teddy] You're gonna come back, right?
- Yeah, shit, man. - All right, okay.
- But, look, when y'all ready to make that money,
let's get that shit right.
- We here about this. - Hey, homey.
- Don't fuck with us. - Bet.
All right, bet. - All right.
(indistinct chattering)
(knocking on door)
- What's up? What's up, Mouse?
- Hey! What's up, what's up?
- It's good. You good?
- I'm good. How you doing?
- I'm good. I'm good.
Take a seat. - That's what's up.
That's what up. - Word.
Um, yeah, ley me get that. - All right, all right,
all right, all right.
Oh, okay, okay. - Hey!
- Oh, shit! Look at what we got here!
Oh, yeah! That's Sugar!
- Yeah, we about to shake that city down.
- All right, all right. - Yeah.
Life is about to get real sweet!
- Oh, yes! We're gonna save all our people.
- You know what I mean? Yeah!
- Oh, yes! I'm about that.
- There we go. - All right,
all right, all right.
(knocking on door)
- Well, everything coming. They ain't stoppin'.
- I'ma chill out for a second.
- Yo, yo! - What's happening, man?
- What's happening? - Look, man.
I'm havin' back pains. - All right.
- I've been hearin' this Sugar - Right, right.
- I need some, man. - I tell you what, man?
Come on in, man. - They say it's a wonder.
- Yeah, it do major wonders, man.
Look, I'ma, go on and grab a seat.
- [Mouse] I can handle that for you, Bubbles.
- Yeah, man. Carrying this basketball team, man.
Pulled a back muscle, man, like.
- Oh. - They tellin' me
about that Sugar, brother.
I need something. Yeah, man.
I can't even sit back, man.
- Well, shit, I'll tell you like this.
Once you try that Sugar, you will be sitting back
like you in 64 Cadillac, dog.
You'll be leanin', turnin', all kinds of shit.
You can be flippin'.
- Man, don't make me laugh, man.
- Man, shit. - Don't make me laugh.
- Hit him up with a little bit of that real quick.
- All right. - We got something for you.
- I got you. - Yeah.
- [Mouse] Yeah, we gon, we gon fix that right up for you.
There you go. Here you go.
- Yeah, try that out. Try a little dab of 'em real quick.
- Yeah, that's it right there!
That's what they were telling me right there on the team!
- Changing lives, man.
- I'm feeling good already, man.
- Yeah, man. - Yeah.
- That should help everything.
- I'm ready to go now. - Yeah, your body.
Oh, oh! - Hell, yeah!
- [Mouse] That's what I'm talkin' about!
- You couldn't even walk when you came in here.
That's what I'm talking about. - All right, all right.
- You couldn't even walk when you came in here.
Look at you. - I'll holler at you, brother.
- Yeah, yeah. - I'll holler at you, man.
I appreciate it.
- That's what I'm talking about.
Yeah, hey, tell everybody about that
because we about to change some lives out here.
- Man, I'll do that, bro. - Saving our people.
- Yeah, man. - All right, all right.
- Yes, sir. - All right.
- Easy, pimp. All right.
- [Mouse] That's what's up!
- Let him know we got this ready so I can get this money.
(knocking on door)
- Yo, what's up, big homie? - What's happening?
- Man, I came back, man.
That shit movin' like a motherfucker!
I'm telling you! - Yeah, I told you.
- I need some more, man.
These motherfuckers going crazy about this.
Definitely, if you can, big homie.
- Bet, all right, so what I'm going to do,
is go and grab a bag for you real quick.
You can go ahead and move this thing.
Come back and see me again after that
and let's start this business.
- Sure, I had blue hundreds. You know I bring it.
- Bet, shit, all right. Be right back.
- For sure, for sure, for sure.
- My, man, there you go. - For sure, man.
I'll back to front with you again real soon.
Just keep this shit on deck, man.
- Oh, it ain't goin' nowhere, ain't goin' nowhere.
- For sure, for sure. - All right.
(knocking at door)
- Hey, what's up? - What's up?
- Cool, cool. Come on in.
Let me get that for you real quick.
(gentle R&B music)
Here you go. - All right.
- See you in a little bit. Let's get this bread.
- All right. - Yeah.
♪ Sugar, yes ♪
- Shit, that shit gon move in a day, boy.
That money comin' in, boy. Shit, this thing gettin', boy.
We gon' have this whole streets flooded in a minute.
We gonna have this whole city locked down.
Then, we takin' the world. Yeah.
♪ Sugar, Sugar, Sugar ♪
♪ Yes, yes, baby, tasty Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, Sugar, girl ♪
- Honey. What's up, y'all, boy?
All right! Good evening, Ms. Kathy.
Yeah, see y'all later. I'm out here.
Oh, oh, okay. I got ya, I got ya.
- I heard she'd be in here somewhere.
♪ You don't work, you don't eat ♪
♪ You don't grind, you don't shine ♪
♪ You don't work, you don't eat ♪
♪ You don't grind, you don't shine ♪
- Yes, yes, Sugar! Sugar, yes, yes!
- Come out, come out, wherever you are.
- [Angel] Ooh, I can't wait
'til we find this bitch, for real though.
- All right, hey, y'all, boy! Okay!
You sure? You ain't want none?
Ain't none of this (indistinct)?
(Mouse laughs)
All right. (indistinct chattering)
- Who? Who?
Y'all boy good over there? All right!
(wind whips)
- Ooh! - There!
- There she comes! - That bitch right there!
Turn around. - Okay, I'll turn around.
- [Angel] Ooh.
- Damn, there go them bitches! What the fuck, man?
(dramatic music)
- What's up? Mouse, get in the car.
- No, I'm good. - No?
- Mouse! - Fuck it.
Yo, what the fuck is up, yo?
- What's in the bag? - Man, it's personal, yo.
A little something something for my people. What's good?
- How was work? - Man,
them people tripping, you know?
I hate this, you know?
I hate to hear bad shit happened to my people, man.
The Dynasty done, boy. And, them my girls, and, you know?
I, you know, I hate to hear what happened to Tyesha,
but, you know, I'm glad she's straight, you know?
- Let me check your bag! - No, man, it's personal!
Y'all need to be, y'all need to be trying
to figure out where the fuck Cal at.
- Cal's dead. (Mouse laughs)
- No, Cal ain't dead, y'all. Cal is not dead.
Cal is not fuckin' dead. Cal is hidin' out.
He'll probably pop up at the GeeChee event tonight.
- You sure do know a lot. - Well, the streets talk.
- My mama always said to watch the messenger, too.
- Hey, y'all need to let me out this car.
Let me out this fuckin' car right now.
- You shown your true colors, sis.
What's in the bag? What's in this bag?
Bitch, I knew it! You sellin' for the GeeChees?
So, you playing both sides, huh?
- So, what the fuck? Y'all gonna kill me now?
- [Angel] So, this Sugar shit got you betrayin' us?
- You damn right! And if I could, I'd do it again.
Sugar saved my my mama, my daddy,
Tyesha, and half my damn people.
So, shit, if y'all kill me, fuck it!
I'll be all right 'cause my legacy'll live on forever.
Just think about it! Just think about it!
Just think about it!
If you could do the same thing, save your mama from dying,
y'all would be doing the same fuckin' thing!
So, either you gonna kill me
or let me out this motherfuckin' car right now, right now!
(gunshot) (dramatic music)
- Because of Mouse, Tyesha survived.
But, The Dynasty and The Guardians still wanted revenge.
♪ I get so hypnotized ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ Of love, of love ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ When I look in your eyes ♪
♪ I get so hypnotized ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ Of love, of love ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ My heartbeats to often ♪
♪ A tremble did rush in ♪
♪ Rushin' for your love and ♪
♪ I'm lovin', I'm loving' you ♪
♪ You're my dark boo ♪
♪ I want you to hold me, I want you to hold me ♪
♪ Prepare me for your lovin' ♪
♪ The lovin', ain't no surprise ♪
♪ When I look in your eyes ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, I get so hypnotized ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ Butterflies, butterflies, I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ When I look in your eyes ♪
♪ I get so hypnotized ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ I'm lovin' this feeling, my heart is healing ♪
♪ Healing from your lovin' ♪
♪ The lovin', I'm lovin' this ♪
♪ And I love your kiss ♪
♪ I'm givin' so (indistinct) ♪
♪ Your lovin' is leading ♪
♪ To rectify my cold heart ♪
♪ My anger, the pain inside ♪
♪ Goes away when I look in your eyes ♪
♪ I get so hypnotized, oh ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies ♪
♪ When I look in your eyes ♪
♪ I get so hypnotized, so hypnotized ♪
♪ Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ So hypnotized, so hypnotized, butterflies ♪
♪ Lovin' butterflies, lovin' butterflies, lovin' butterflies ♪
♪ Lovin', yeah, yeah ♪
♪ When I look in your eyes ♪ ♪ I get so hypnotized ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
♪ Butterflies, butterflies, butterflies ♪
♪ I get butterflies of love ♪
(dramatic music)
(gun clicks)
- What's you name, miss?
- You know my name.
- I do? - Mm-hmm.
- I think that I would remember somebody so beautiful.
- Let me remind you. - Angel?
I thought we killed all y'all!
- And I guess she thought you killed all The Guardians, too?
- Nonsense, just the ones
that don't understand the GeeChees.
See, I actually like you two.
Y'all can be commanders for me.
- Girl, shoot him now.
- And we can all live rich off of this Sugar.
- [Jazzy] Do I look stupid to you?
- If that's the way you feel,
then I guess it's the second time
you've walked into an open trap.
(suspenseful music)
Mouse can talk, can't she?
Ted, take our guests and prepare them for their last meal.
- Yes, sir. Let's go.
Let's go. Come on.
- Teddy, right? - Mm-hmm.
- Man, why don't you just let us go?
- Shit, no. You know I can't do that.
You move, I'm gonna bust that ass.
- Good job, Teddy. - Thanks, boss.
- Good help is so hard to find these days.
Who knew I would be eating dinner tonight
with The Dynasty and The Guardians.
- Yeah, eat up.
- Hah, more guests. This must be my lucky day.
- Get offa me! - Crazy, bro!
(gunshot)
- Teddy, drag this bitch out of here.
- All right, boss.
- I hope that my guests are ready to eat.
(dramatic music)
Smells good! We have one more guest joining us.
(high heels click)
Yanni, the love of my life,
meet Angel of The Dynasty and Jazzy of The Guardians.
- I've heard so much about the both of you.
- Yeah, of course.
- [Ernest] They're about to have
their last meal with us tonight.
Aren't we lucky?
- Yes we are. Can't say the Geechees let you down hungry.
It's okay. Y'all ain't gotta smile.
Me and Ernest will be doing all the smiling for you
because, see, all we tried to do was help our people.
But, you guys got greedy.
We shared all of our gifts with others and what they do?
- What they do, baby?
- Organize they own businesses and gangs,
just to learn our hustle.
Then try to kill us over our shit that we created.
How funny is that?
- Girl, you turnin' me on. Our guests must not be hungry.
Yams, have you tried the cake?
- Don't mind if I do.
- Yes, moist. (Yam coughs)
Just right. (Yanni laughs)
- Poor Yams. See what happens when you steal, ladies?
It's cake time.
- I'm not hungry. - I don't want no damn cake.
- Shit. Bitch, I'm not hungry.
- I'ma count to five and if you don't eat the cake,
I'ma get Teddy to blow your fuckin' brains out.
- Oh, y'all better listen! Yanni crazy!
I'm gonna enjoy this moment, bitch.
Who should I kill first?
- What the f- (gunshots)
(smooth R&B music) - Bitch.
- Let's go. ♪ Sugar ♪
♪ Yes, baby, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, Sugar, Sugar, yes, baby, tasty Sugar ♪
♪ Sugar, Sugar, girl, baby ♪
♪ Baby, Sugar, baby ♪
- So, tell us about Sugar?
- See, I don't know what you're talking about.
- You do know DeAngelo?
- I mean, the city is (indistinct),
so, of course, we all know each other.
♪ You don't work, you don't eat ♪
♪ You don't grind, you don't shine ♪
♪ You don't work, you don't eat ♪
♪ You don't grind, you don't shine ♪
♪ You don't work, you don't eat ♪
- Did you kill Deangelo?
- No. I didn't do that.
- Then tell me who did.
- I can't tell you something I don't know.
But, what I can tell you, is that, when all of this is over,
The Dynasty will be the last one standing.
♪ I'm so faded, it's amazing ♪
♪ Baby, baby, baby, baby ♪
- [Man] Reset, quite on the set.
- [Director] Okay, scene 32, take 13, action.
- More guests, this must be my lucky day.
- Yeah, okay, okay. - Get off of me!
- Wow, feisty.
- Bitch, you slappin' her ass up.
♪ Baby, Sugar, Sugar, girl ♪
- [Director] Scene 32, take 12, action.
- More guests, this must be my lucky day.
- Get off of me! - Crazy, y'all.
♪ You don't work, you don't eat ♪
♪ You don't grind, you don't shine ♪
(all laughs)
♪ You don't grind, you don't shine ♪
♪ My Sugar baby, my Sugar baby ♪