All rise.
JUDGE: You may be seated.
I will hear the case now of...
[CLEARS THROAT] State v. Thompson.
Mr. Prosecutor, do you have anything to say regarding sentencing?
Yes, ma'am.
In the case of State v. Thompson,
the State contends that Mr. Thompson
has three offenses in the last three years alone,
and the file with a sheet a mile long.
Your Honor, he's a menace to society.
The State has no choice but to ask the maximum allowable 20 years in prison.
Leave the goddamn phone, man.
These motherfuckers might give me 20 years.
Shit, I didn't get 20 years for my damn self. What are you doing?
Mr. Megan?
Do you have anything to say for your client?
Yes.
Mr. Megan.
Hold on, man. Hold on.
I'm trying to get information for your case.
Mr. Megan.
Yes. Yes, ma'am.
Stand up when you address the court.
Is that a cellphone?
Oh, no. Um...
Put that away in this courtroom.
I'm sorry, Your Honor.
Me and my client are ready to move forward.
"Ready to move forward"?
Yes.
Do you have anything more to say for your client?
Um...
Yes, I mean, um...
He's a really good guy, he's a good kid.
And I think he has a lot of...
-Ma'am. -I'm gonna send you an invoice.
Ma'am, I'll be representing myself for the rest of this hearing.
Ma'am, I know what I'm here for today,
I know that drug offenses don't look good on my record.
But I'm sorry,
I'm just trying to get this thing behind me and move on.
I was raised without a father,
in a rough community...
JUDGE: Mr. Thompson,
while I appreciate your sincerity,
and your express desire to change,
it all comes a little late.
I've been looking at your record.
You have over 20 arrests
for drug offenses.
You leave me no choice.
I know you just can't let me go out
from here scot-free.
I'm just asking for y'all to have mercy.
Are you done, Mr. Thompson?
Yes, ma'am.
I hereby sentence you
to 20 years imprisonment
in a facility to be determined by the Georgia State Department.
Court's dismissed.
No! [SOBBING]
All right, shut the fuck up.
[I'M DOWNPLAYING]
♪ All right! All right! All right!
♪ What the fuck you want me to do?
-[INAUDIBLE] -♪ I'm down, I'm down
♪ I'm down for coming up I'm down for coming up
-♪ I'm down for coming up -♪ To come up
-♪ I'm down for coming up -♪ Come up
-♪ I'm down for coming up -♪ Down
♪ I'm down, I'm down
♪ I'm down for coming up I'm down for coming up
-♪ I'm down for coming up -♪ To come up
-♪ I'm down for coming up -♪ Down... ♪
♪ Down in my motherfucking pocket
♪ Looking for a plug like a motherfucking socket ♪
COUNSELOR: You're going back with a new mindset.
You're not going back to the same old places
that you used to go, and hang around with the same old people.
Yes, sir.
So the big thing in this is that you have changed,
and have your changed attitude, and your changed mind
when you get there.
Don't allow no one to talk you into nothing
that you don't wanna do.
-Yes, sir. -All right. Appreciate it.
-Okay. Hold it together. -Thank you, sir.
You're more than welcome.
You are more than welcome.
Come on. Let's give a prayer before we get out of here.
Father, I thank you right now
for these men and how you have changed their hearts,
and changed their minds.
And allowed them to change their direction.
Father, they're new creatures in you.
They're not the same old person they were when they came here.
But they're leaving out of here with a different attitude,
a different mindset, having different goals.
Now, God, I ask you to protect them
as they travel from this place to their new place.
We believe in God for you to have your hands
upon each and every one of them.
In Jesus name we pray. Amen.
Amen.
All right, fellas.
All right, appreciate it.
All right.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-You gotta do it now. -Yes, sir.
It's on you. It's on you now.
Tyrone, man.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
I'm getting out soon, too.
-How you doing, bro? -Better luck now, fellas.
-All right now. -Okay.
Hey, yo, Lewill!
Yo.
Hey, man, cut me some of that Malcolm X...
Man, you're funny here, man.
You talking about that sound, bro. That's no Malcolm X.
Yo, I'm gonna sign you when I get up out of here, man.
[INDISTINCT]
Hey, man, I'm telling you, man. I'm gonna have to check by your gang.
Come on, man, I got eight months, bro. I'll be right at you.
Boy, in three days, you're up out of here, ain't it?
Oh, I'm out of here, man. I got big plans.
Yeah, you all right.
[MUMBLING]
Hey, man, that boy Little Daddy owe me some money
-probably going home too. -Yeah, I heard about it too.
Hey, homey's going home in three days like you.
And he trying to run off on you I'm telling you.
I'm telling you, you can't let him slide on that.
Three days? He trying to stall up.
Oh, he trying to do something like that, huh.
-Yo, champ. -What's up, man.
What's up, chump.
-You owe me some money, man. -You got any problem, man?
Yeah, you know what's up, man.
TYRONE: Hold on, hold on, hold on.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Y'all need to chill out with the bullshit. He ain't got time for this shit.
That nigger trying to go home.
Man, what the fuck that shit was about?
Man, you know I had that run at the table,
nigger practically tried to come at you?
You know he ain't going to hear unless it come through me first.
Bro, you can't do it like that, bro.
For real, bro.
I'll fuck them motherfucking niggers, bro.
And that shit come back on you, bro, for real.
You got but three days to go home,
why the fuck you gonna do some shit like that, bro?
I'll let you know when I get out, man.
I got you, bro, when I get out, I got you, bro.
What's up, man.
Hey, you can't go start that shit, man.
Keep your cool, man.
-I'm gonna fuck you, bro. -It's all good. Chill out.
I got two days in this motherfucker. I ain't got time for this shit.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[INDISTINCT]
Hey, man, I ain't got time for this shit, man.
Y'all need to chill out.
[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATION]
Hey, man, chill out, man.
[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATION]
[INDISTINCT]
TYRONE: Hey! Hey!
Hey! They're beating to death this motherfucker, man!
Hey! Hey!
Man, that's enough, man! That's...
Open the goddamn door!
Let's go, hurry up.
TYRONE: Goddamn, man.
-Let's go, big man. -Little Daddy!
Come on, man. Little Daddy!
Little Daddy!
Come on, Little Daddy!
Hey.
What's wrong, baby?
These nigger, they killed the nigger
I was supposed to be going out with, man.
They done kill Little Daddy.
What?
Nigger supposed to be going home in three days like me.
Are you serious?
Man, see this is why we're worried about you in here.
There's a war in this bitch. I can't wait to get out of this motherfucker.
Three more days, I can't wait.
You good?
Yeah, I'm good. I'm worried about you.
Hey, I know. I'm gonna deal with this shit. How my baby doing?
She doing real good.
She reading and everything now. She's all smart.
You know she can't wait to see you.
You already know, I appreciate it, baby.
Good. I love you.
I love you.
All right, baby.
[KISSING]
[F.B.I.PLAYING]
♪ I'm wakin' up in the mornin'
♪ with problems on my mind
♪ Motherfuck the education and drug rebilitation
♪ I'm smokin' on that weed and the green is gettin' tasty
♪ Dead feds in my closet 'cause they tried to chase me
♪ November the 29th I bust open my...
-[RATTLING] -Why the fuck you making all that noise?
Shut the hell up before I put you in the hole.
Fuck, you got that.
TYRONE: Hey, yo, big man.
Yo!
Hey, yo, make sure I get them numbers, man,
before I get up out of here.
You shittin' me?
I'm ridin' out tonight, too.
I'm waiting on that goddamn shit. Let's go. It's on.
Yep. That's what's up.
Damn right.
Hey, yo, man, you wanna burst this shit?
Man, hell, yeah.
To who, man, you get up out of here,
I'm family. Get me that shit.
[INDISTINCT]
I got some fucking Cheerio.
Got about ten packs of ramen noodle.
You just gonna give these to somebody else?
Man, you know you want my shit.
Socks.
Four of 'em. [LAUGHS]
[INDISTINCT]
Yo, what did I do?
What did I do to deserve this, man?
[LAUGHS] Hey, man, look. Deodorant.
Ladies' Speed Stick?
You know they gonna cuff me if they see me with this shit, man?
Man, you ain't look at that commissary list?
Ain't nothing in that motherfucker, but Brut 33 and Right Guard.
And yeah, that shit got your ass lumped up like a motherfucker,
I ain't fucking with that shit other than the Lady motherfucking Speed Stick.
-All right. It is true. -Right.
Appreciate it, man.
Got you some more Cheerios, some more socks.
Man, give me the bag, man.
[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATION]
So what you gonna do when you get out of here, man?
Just gonna get me a motherfucking pork chop plate
from motherfucking Busy Bee's on MLK, in Atlanta.
Pork chop plate?
With a side of pussy, right?
You eat pork?
You ain't got no pussy?
I've known real niggers that was thinking about pussy for five years.
I've been in this motherfucker, man, I got comfortable business...
Yeah, you've been in here five years, and you want pork.
I feel you, dawg. I feel you, man.
Ain't nothing wrong with that.
[INDISTINCT]
Man, I ain't gonna be trying to be back on this motherfucker, man.
By any means necessary, I'm staying free.
I want some money, I want some peace.
-You feel me? -I feel you, man.
I gotta stay free.
You're gonna be all right, man, you gonna be all right.
You too, brother.
I'll let you go, man.
Dawg, for real, man. I'm in this motherfucker for a long time, bro.
-I feel you. -I got this straight.
This is for you, my man.
I see it, bro, I see it.
-You feel me? -I feel you.
Love, man.
[MI AMIGOPLAYING]
I got tired of eating the same old fucking shit.
All right, damn!
-How you doing? -TYRONE: How you doing today?
Where do I know you from? You look familiar.
Shit, all right, listen, man, prison life right here.
No, I ain't nothing but a...
Oh, Kentse, my cousin Kentse.
I know Kentse.
The old running partner.
Yeah, you know he got a club now.
I heard he got a club, trying to pop up all metropolitan.
-Mm-hm. [INDISTINCT] -Yeah, yeah.
Shit, I ain't got no clothes going on for me for a little while.
So what you been up to?
Trying to get right, man.
They finally gonna let me up out.
-Okay, okay. -Stay out of trouble.
Yeah, please stay out of trouble. What you gonna do now?
I don't know, man. You know, I've been reading a lot
about the music industry, man. I wanna get into it.
and see if I can check out this music industry.
That shit crazy. You heard about Bang Bro?
-I heard. That was sad. -I know.
I know his mama, Teresa.
-She's good? -Yeah, she good.
My label ain't gonna be like that. Sound of Atlanta...
Totally different, baby. Get to the top.
Man, look, they put all my money on this card.
-I don't know how to work this. -Don't worry.
Can you?
Uh, he's good.
Welcome back, brother.
-Appreciate that, homey. -No problem.
Stay out of trouble now.
I appreciate that love. Thanks.
MAN: Hey, homey.
-What's up, Tyrone? -Hey, what's up, bro?
Man, I ain't saw you in a minute, man.
I came to goddamn tidy up for a little bit, man.
-It's locked out, man? -[INDISTINCT]
How about that, man. Don't worry about it, man. I got you, little bro.
-Hey, man. -You know what I mean?
-That's good, little. -Be cool, man.
-Hey, man. -All right.
Hey, Tyrone.
-What's going on, man? -Hey. what's up?
What's going on with you?
[INDISTINCT]
Hey, five years down, man.
Shit, we done with it.
Yeah, same old, same old, man.
Where I know you from?
Man, you know me from Peanut, man, Peanut.
That was a fucked up deal, though, man.
Yeah, it was quite that, man.
I just left a long time ago before I found this [INDISTINCT].
How long that shit been, man? About a year ago?
About a year, man.
Oh, fucked up.
-Damn, man. -Hey, man, now you straight?
Man, I'm trying to get right.
Fuck it, just take all this shit, man.
Man, that's real love.
Yeah, yeah.
-[INDISTINCT] -Hey man, good to see you too.
You ain't got no phone, no way to get you, man?
Yeah, I'm supposed to living with my old lady,
but I don't know where the fuck she is.
What you got going?
Shit, everything's been the same old same since you been gone, man.
Yeah, yeah, that ain't no problem, just waiting for you.
[INDISTINCT]
♪ No I don't owe you nothing
♪ I don't have no discussion
♪ If money ain't the subject
♪ I do not owe you nothing
♪ No I don't owe you nothing
♪ When I went down and broke
♪ You did not give me nothing
♪ So how do I owe you something?♪
Lamar.
[INDISTINCT]
Tyrone, what's up, bro?
-Hey, baby! -The fuck goin' on, my nigger?
I thought I wasn't ever gonna see you again.
-Well, they can't keep me forever. -Damn right.
Yeah, well brother came through for a nigger, man.
Fucking right. Them in the house too.
Go grab my dawg, man.
Hey!
Welcome back, homey.
-Good to see you, baby. -Tyrone.
I know you come back looking Muslim.
Nah, man, it's on account of my roommate I got this.
That nigger's got 15-20 more years, man.
He told me it goddamn frees your mind. At least brings help if I got this shit.
It's real shit.
What's up with you, man?
They told me you're a good nigger to know around these parts these days.
Man, you know, man.
We out here, having our way, you know.
How everything been?
Everybody good, everything good.
That's tight, my nigger. So they say you got a club at the Piper?
Oh yeah, bro.
Some of that thing doing number, baby.
Every Friday night that motherfucker's loaded.
That's tight. That's tight.
Look, man, my dude's throwing something for me this weekend.
-Family, friends. -Right.
Ty.
What's up, my old man? How you been?
I'm just touching it, man.
Good to see you, homey.
[INDISTINCT]
Look, man, I'm not about to shave without these motherfucking bullshit clothes.
Look, man, I got to reach out to you, man.
All right, I'm gonna goddamn text you or something.
Welcome home, too.
-All right, man, I appreciate it. -Welcome home, homey.
I appreciate it, bro. Peace, man.
[INDISTINCT]
Good shit, man. I always play the shit.
[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATION]
I don't know, I'm gonna never see that nigger again.
Boy, that nigger's in for it.
Bro, I want to do that nigger
no shout, and no fucking his bitch!
Aw!
Boy, that nigger gonna go ape shit.
Aw, man.
[IMITATING APE HUFFING]
[ALL LAUGHING]
Ape shit.
[OVERLAPPING CONVERSATION]
When I had this, I counted
three months that I get out today.
Three months, pick me up at five o'clock at the Greyhound.
It's hot as Iraq.
Hey, I'm sorry I'm late.
Baby, we just done had counted three months, man.
You couldn't pick me up at five o'clock at the Greyhound.
You know what? I'll walk there. I'm almost there.
Okay? Really.
Wait, wait, wait, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Girl, you better not leave me out here
hot as the goddamn hills.
-I thought as much. -Hey.
Mm. Ah!
-You all right? -Yes, I'm good.
-I'm home! -Yes.
-[hip-hop music playing] -What in the world is this?
You're not gonna... no more.
It ain't like the work when Tupac and Biggie were around.
All the music industry is real bad.
And they wonder what's wrong with the youth.
That's what's wrong with them, man, it's this bullshit
music they got now...
I'm telling my man, everything about sex,
money, drugs, violence,
"Nigga, I kill you. Nigga, I do this, I do that."
That's some bullshit, man.
They wonder what's wrong with the kids.
Lord, please don't tell me about that movie cheese.
I ain't gonna do it like that, but man,
I'm serious, this shit, it's crazy, man.
Whoever rappin' about the most money,
whoever rappin' about the most motherfucking cars,
the more hoes, that's who on top of the game.
It ain't nothing about the real shit no more.
I'm about to give them some of the goddamn...
Shit... I'm telling you, baby,
there's nothing like the shit on the street.
You serious, huh?
I'm dead-ass serious, man.
While I was down, I did a lot of research
about the nigga behind the scene that you never hear nothing about.
You feel me? Them niggas got what's up.
Shit, I'll be your research.
[KID COOING]
Little Tam, what are you talking about?
-You gotta joker. -I missed you.
-Come on, you ready? -Wanna show Daddy the house?
You ready?
All right, let's go.
[music stops]
You ready?
All right.
You ready?
-Ready. -Let's go.
English.
Welcome home, Daddy.
Hey, baby. This you?
This is all me, babe.
Baby, you did this by yourself?
By myself.
Man, this is really nice.
-You like it? -I love it.
-I like it. -Aww.
This is nice. I'm proud of you, baby.
You hungry?
You hungry, boo? You want me to get you all something to eat?
While you get settled.
Man, dog, hell, yo,
whatever, I don't care what it is. You hungry?
I'm...
-All right, get something. -Okay.
I'm gonna get you all something to eat. All right, baby.
Chairs.
All right.
All right. You good?
Eat.
-All right. -Eat!
Eat.
ABC!
-ABC's? -ABC.
Where are your ABC's?
Right here.
Right there?
Let's see.
Number? What number?
-Daddy, you... -All right.
Where is "G"?
-"G". -Where's "G"?
-"G". -All right.
Where is "M"?
-"M." -Where is "M"?
-This one's "M." -"M."
Let me see.
I know you all wondering how I got a two-year-old daughter
but I've been gone for five years.
Well, the answer to that is real simple.
It's called money.
You can have whatever you want down the road if you got your money right.
We had a guard on highway detail who used to let us know early
where we was going to be for the week.
They would let us invite our girls down,
and for a couple hundred,
the rest area used to turn to a full-fledged hotel.
Man, them guards used to make $2,000-$3,000 a day
letting us inmates get our rocks off,
and we all paid gladly.
And that's how I got my little Walker.
Come on, man. 13?
Come on, let's watch some TV.
Wait a minute.
-TV. -TV.
That motherfucker was hyped up last night, wasn't he?
I definitely can agree
that motherfucker would know it like a baby, boy.
Shit.
You see...
black dress, fat ass,
lookin' in your direction?
Man, I seen her, man.
Hey, man, that was the baddest bitch in the club, man.
Whoo-hoo!
So every time, you have your way, don't you, boy?
Listen, we need to do... We need to tell homey,
VIP upstairs, we need to spend,
and make it bigger, man, you know what I'm saying?
I feel you on that, man.
The bigger that VIP, the more hoes, man.
And at the end of the day, that's what we trying to do.
We trying to cater to the hoes.
So many are gonna be trying to get in, man.
We gotta make it full of pretty women, man.
We got another...
Baby, I'm so sorry it took so long.
It was crazy downtown.
Ah, damn. I almost forgot I was waiting on some food.
You gonna take that damn Muslim shit off your head?
Leave my boy alone, man.
Phillie boy, he never coming home, man.
That man got life without, buddy.
I had to show him a little love.
Where my baby at? You put her down for a nap?
Shit, I could put me down for a nap.
I let her get on my back when I was doing some push-ups,
my muscles feel like spaghetti.
Don't let her have so much fun.
She'll want to keep going on and on and on.
I see.
Well, I got you and her some food.
I gotta hurry up and get ready for work, okay?
All right.
-Babe. -Hmm?
Let me wash up with a towel, man.
Okay, baby, it's right here.
Bunch of gel up in here.
They're Sarah Ray's. She was here the first of the month.
It's like if you're a guest, it'd be on point.
It's all good. I'm straight.
All right, there's some food in there,
so make sure you feed Walker when she wake up, okay?
Make sure you keep her cup full of juice and water.
Check.
Play her favorite DVD, Frozen.
Check and change her diaper.
Don't let me come around and find shit on my baby from this afternoon.
Man, I'mma change that little girl a diaper, man.
Come on.
All right.
It's all good.
So what time should I expect you?
It is a little slow, so I'm hoping to get out of there
by about 11:00 or 12:00 at night.
Save a dance for me now.
Baby, you know you get all the dances.
[chuckles]
That's right. Come on.
I'll miss you.
-Be careful. -Of course.
-I'm gonna put it on you all night long. -I can't wait.
I'll be late.
Ladies and gentlemen, we got some music up here.
We got Shawty Lo in the motherfuckin' building,
King of Bankhead motherfuckers,
and we got DJ Dick in his ass
to keep fucking up the music for y'all.
I'm Ron Dot Com and I have nothing to do with this nigga.
We need some water, we need some wine,
there's food stamp, DJing-ass niggas in the building
and the weather fucking DJ
did you get your damn degree at the army, nigga?
Get this nigga out of this motherfucking club.
Hey, man, get some real niggas in the motherfucking field.
We're gonna do that grinding up. DJ Dick...
What's up?
What's your name, baby?
You can call me Barbie doll.
Barbie doll?
Are you a black Barbie?
That's cool.
-That's cool? -Mm-hm.
What you got going on later on tonight?
I got a pool porch space at my...
I gotta pick up my baby from the babysitter when I get off.
Baby. Get up and let me see...
Now you ain't got a space, bumps, a tee.
You're not square, baby.
I got a couple of hundreds.
The babysitter, whatever, see how long they can keep the baby.
Okay, let me go check. My phone's in the back.
Okay.
Hey. You come back.
-All right. -All right.
Man...
-Tighten it up. -Must be.
[INDISTINCT]
-A-one. -A-one.
Girl, Shawty Lo just invited me to his poolhouse afterparty.
Go get that money, bitch! Yay!
I wish! Did you forget?
Tyrone is at home with Walker.
Oh, you gotta go home and get that jailhouse dick.
You gotta joke.
Come on, girl. I gotta tell him something.
Girl, shit, you tell him I'll go. It's nothing.
Hey!
I'm sure you will.
Come on.
Oh! What is that? What is that? [laughs]
What is that?
-Doggy! -Doggy!
-What's the doggy say? -Woof-woof.
Woof, woof, woof, woof...
[chuckles]
Goddamn, that bitch is fucking up, bro.
She's hooking up with Tyrone, man.
Look, that's the bitch right there.
[INDISTINCT]
Tyrone's gonna fuck this bitch up, man.
She for real for real.
Yeah, she fucking with him alone, man.
She going crazy.
That bitch's fucking up though, bruh.
She's fucking up.
I'm gonna tell everything. I gotta tell it
'cause he's gonna ask me, and I won't lie.
Ain't like I'm snitching, just, I don't lie.
Right.
He ask me something, I'm not snitching, I just don't lie.
I gotta tell Tyrone what the fuck is going on right here.
Tyrone will fuck that bitch up, bro.
That bitch, I heard she got an abortion, dude.
I heard she had two abortions.
Same day.
That bitch's fucking up though, bruh.
She's fucking up.
Look at her.
She done fell down again, hell.
He'll fuck that bitch up.
Aww. Baby's sleeping so peacefully.
Baby, I'm home.
[signing] A-B-C-D-E-F-G...
Babe, I'm home.
You better come get me, baby.
Well, I said my ABC's
700 times with that little girl.
[laughs]
-Ah. -Come on.
Don't have to tell me twice.
[groans]
Oh! [exhales]
What's up, bro?
Hey, man.
I see you got out, Tyrone.
You gonna drink something, baby?
All my homies came out to my welcome home party.
My nigga bruh,
man, these niggas were in high school when I left.
Now these niggas out here smokin', drinkin',
and strapped the fuck up.
Everybody knew I know how to get some money in these streets.
But I ain't trying to go back,
not this time.
That's why Sound of Atlanta
gonna be the newest, hottest record label at the A.
Little Wheel...
this is going down.
So why you didn't bring Walker with you?
I let my mama watch her.
I don't want my baby out here around all this smoking and drinking.
Hmm, I really wanted to see her.
I know, but one of these little bad kids knock my baby down,
I'm gonna have to catch a case.
Hey, I know that's right. I'd catch one with you.
-Okay. -[both laughing]
Ma.
Hey!
My boy, my boy!
Oh, good to see you.
-Welcome home, welcome home. -Thank you.
Praying for you.
-That's good. -Uh-huh.
Oh, it's good to see you.
You all right?
-I'm back. -You're back.
-All right. -Feel good, too.
-That's good, that's good. -I feel real good.
-You been okay? -Yeah, yeah.
-Been hanging in there. -Hanging in there.
You seen Walker?
I haven't seen her in a while.
She was just telling me about her.
How she's grown and reading.
Just trying to get it back up this time.
All right, let's go.
-Can't take it this time. -All right.
I don't if this'll be my cook-out,
I surely am starvin' out here.
Yeah, we'll hold her, too.
-Yeah. [laughing] -I think the food's ready.
I'm gonna go get something. Y'all want something?
-Yeah, I'd like to have something. -Yeah.
-Okay, I got you. -All right.
-He's back. -Right.
He's such a gentleman when he wanna be.
Yeah, when he wants to be.
Good afternoon, Mr. Thomson?
Yes, ma'am. How are you doing today?
-I'm good, how are you? -I'm fine.
I see you're applying for a position at our company?
Yes, ma'am.
And what position are you looking for?
Ma'am, any position available. I really need a job.
I see you have most of the application filled out,
but, um...
can you tell me what you've been doing
for the last five years?
For the past five years, ma'am,
I've been paying my debt back to society.
You know, I got into a little trouble when I was younger, ma'am,
but all that stuff is behind me now.
I'm just ready to get my feet on solid ground,
you know, start living a regular life
like everybody else.
I understand. Um...
But there's this other box that you missed, the felony box.
Ma'am, I'm a felon.
You know, that's not gonna go anywhere any time soon.
It's gonna follow me around. But the thing I hate about it is,
it can't follow me everywhere I go, you know?
All right, I did my time. I'm done with that.
Man, I filled out 50 applications
and everybody's asking me the same thing.
I understand.
Um, well, I tell you what, what I can do is,
I can look over your application for the next couple of days
and give you a call back when we have it.
That's what everybody say.
Thank you.
-Good day, Mr. Thomson. -Yeah.
Hey, baby.
-Hey, baby. -You all right?
How did your interviews go?
Bad. I ain't got no job.
[chuckles]
Man, ain't nobody trying to hire no felons, man,
little motherfuckers, man, that's the stupidest shit.
I put out ten applications, and all the motherfuckers,
first thing they ask, "Are you a felon?"
"Yes."
I know, but there's a job out there for you.
-Uh-huh. -You just gotta be patient.
If there's one around, I'll make it, too.
You hear me? Gonna get my own goddamn job.
Yes.
Babe, I'm telling you, this is fucked up, man.
Before I went to this joint,
it was three classes.
You got rich, poor,
and the middle class.
And now, it's just two.
Either your ass rich, or you poor.
-Well, I'm not... -We are poor.
No, we're not.
-Huh? -I'm not poor.
-You know what? -What?
I'm rich of life.
Nigga...
You can't buy shit with that shit, do you hear me?
Motherfucker.
Goddamn. We is motherfucking poor.
-Do you hear me? -Well, damn, Tyrone, we poor.
Now what?
Got that Sound of Atlanta.
Do you hear me? Sound of Atlanta.
Give me three years I'mma be in this market with the right puppy.
Okay. I'm gonna be right there with you like...
Look here.
♪ Take that, take that, take that, take that ♪
This is so silly.
Watch this food for me while I get ready for work, okay?
-I got you. -All right.
♪ Done, done, done, done
♪ Done it all, I've done it all, I've done it all
♪ Who mentioned Bankhead? Didn't acknowledge me
♪ What, you blind, need some glasses to see?
♪ Done it all, I've done it all, I've done it all
Ah, that's so sweet.
Girl, that's sweet my ass.
Bitch, I know you want you and your baby daddy to make it,
but, shit, everybody do.
Hell, I thought me and Carl were gonna stay together, too.
But after three years of his ass being down the row,
girl, no.
He came home, I fucked him good one time,
gave him three weeks to get back on his shit
and I was back on my trainers.
♪ I'm single again
Hey!
♪ I'm back on the prowl
-[BOTH LAUGHING] -You're crazy.
I'm dead-ass serious, for real.
All the hip-hop boys are either dead or in jail.
True, Peanut... Girl, the street ain't the same no more.
I know, girl, but he about to start his own record label,
-Sound of Atlanta. -Bitch,
you gonna fuck with somebody that's trying to start their own record label
or there's a legend out in these streets. Hah!
♪ L-O, L-O Dey know, dey know ♪
I can't mess with y'all.
No, I told Stunt to bring him tonight.
No!
It's too late, I already did. You better get ready, bitch.
-♪ L-O... -♪ L-O, you know
Ladies and gentlemen, we got Shawty Lo in the building,
president of Bankhead.
[INDISTINCT]
Ladies and gentlemen, Shawty Lo is in the motherfucking building.
Live. Turn up, turn up...
Shawty Lo. What's up, man?
What's up, Bastion? What's going on with you, baby?
Well, you know... do it right here at DOA, man...
You got some nice girls in this motherfucker, man.
You know it, baby.
You know, we represent.
I know all this and more, man. I've got 10,000.
10,000. All right, hold on.
I'll go get the rest for you... I'll be right back.
♪ We get it in till 6:00 in the morning
♪ Chivers Street, Bowen Homes, me and my homies
♪ Done, done, done, done
♪ Done it all, I've done it all, I've done it all
♪ Who mentioned Bankhead? Didn't acknowledge me
♪ Done, done, done, done
♪ Done it all, I've done it all, I've done it all
♪ Who mentioned Bankhead? Didn't acknowledge me
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ I still got 'em for the L-O
♪ 17.5, all you gotta do is hollow
♪ I still got 'em for the L-O
♪ 17.5, all you gotta do is hollow
♪ I still got 'em for the L-O
♪ 100 units, man, I sent them bitches back
♪ I'm prejudiced, fuck with nothing but some white girls ♪
What happened?
-Hey. -What's up, babe?
Anybody seen you out here?
-Yeah, you. -Mm.
How was your party the other night? I hate I missed it.
It was good.
It would've been lit if you were there though, baby.
I know. My babysitter was trippin'.
I'm not trippin'. It's all good.
Sit down.
[SLOW HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
Thanks for the money on the stage.
Little money ain't no problem.
Least you know what you eating on.
Seem like it's worth it to see you out of them clothes.
Don't do me like that.
I told you, I work on Friday, but I'm off all weekend.
What you doing Saturday?
You know, my bruh Chris Briz got a show at the Arena.
-[GASPS] Chris Brown? -Yeah.
[GASPS] That's my baby daddy!
[CHUCKLES]
But, you know, I ain't going to the whole concert, you know.
We got a after-party at the compound, you know.
We got a session. Come, I'll introduce y'all.
For real? I'm going?
-I got you, baby. -Oh, my God! [SQUEALS]
I can't wait.
You gotta act right though.
Of course I'ma act right.
-You gotta act right. -I got you.
[LAUGHS]
Excuse me, Shawty Lo.
Hey, Barbie, what you doin'? You dancin', you tippin' out?
I did all right tonight. I guess I'll tip out.
Come on, tip out then.
Don't sit right here on my clock.
This isn't a wheelbarrel.
[LAUGHS]
Well, I guess I'm gonna go tip out then.
Let me walk you to your car?
-You don't have to. -I want to.
Well, in that case, I'll be back in five minutes.
A'ight.
[MUFFLED HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh, you ready?
I'm good tonight, BQ.
Who walk you to your car?
-You're so nosy. I'm good. -Girl...
-Let's go, baby. -All right.
Oh! Oh, excuse me then.
-Watch out... -A'ight.
Yeah. A'ight, y'all take it easy.
BARBIE: All right. See you later.
Tell Tyrone.
[CHUCKLES] BQ's so crazy. He always walk me to my car.
-Fuck that fat-ass nigga. -[CHUCKLES]
Broke-ass nigga.
Hell no.
That bitch ain't shit.
Stinkin' ass bitch.
That bitch Barbie Doll is fucking with Shawty Lo.
Man, Tyrone gonna kill that bitch.
I mean, I should've fucked that bitch.
I got the bitch number, and I ain't even try to fuck her.
Nigga, this bitch is goin' off.
Tyrone get locked up, this bitch fuck everybody in the city,
everybody but me.
Damn, this bitch is goin'...
Nigga, this bitch fucking with Shawty Lo,
she way taller than Shawty Lo.
I bet all that black shit out his hair gonna get on her shirt too.
Nun dancin'-ass bitch.
So, who you fuckin' with? You got a nigga or somethin'?
Not really. I kinda still deal with my baby daddy though.
Baby daddy? This what he got you at?
I'm about to get somethin' else.
I just got my own spot, so...
[CLICKS TONGUE] You know, this gets me to work and back.
It is what it is.
You can't be fucking with no peel out baby.
My name ringin' in the street, baby.
-Got you. -Okay.
Well, let me...
[CHUCKLES] Let me take my ass home.
Thank you for walking me to my car tonight.
All right, baby. Let me get the door for you.
Okay.
When did they tell you to work?
I work tomorrow. I'm off Saturday.
Well, I'll be back tomorrow.
What, you just gonna come up here every day?
-I will. -A'ight. We'll see.
-A'ight. -Good night.
-Be safe. -All right, you too.
Text me to let me know you made it in.
Okay.
I gotta get her out of this.
Man, she bad.
This bitch fuck with anybody.
When I found out she was fucking with Tyrone, I said she fuck with anybody.
Now she fucking with Shawty Lo. The bitch fuck with anybody.
Need to fuck with me, then I'ma really know she fucking with anybody.
This bitch fuck with any-fucking-body.
Nun-dancin' stinkin'-ass bitch.
That goddamn Barbie Doll.
That bitch go find a Ken Doll quick.
-Man, you're early. -I know, right?
I made my money and I got up out of there.
I know you did.
Goddamn! What the fuck is this shit?
I got a good customer.
I bet you did.
Where the fuck you get all this goddamn money from, man?
You in there selling pussy?
No, I'm not selling pussy.
What the fuck!
They don't give us hundreds like that, babe.
They throw ones and we have to cash them in.
Baby, ain't nobody gave you no motherfucking $1,200
in that little bit of goddamn time.
Uh, yeah. They did.
It's different these days. All type of niggas come in there.
Dope boys, NBA, NFL.
All you gotta do is look cute and shake that ass a little bit.
You ain't shaking your ass like that, motherfucker.
Ain't nobody just gave you no goddamn $1,200
for that little shit you be doing.
I swear. Yes, they did.
That's a lot of fucking money.
I know.
Goddamn, man!
I need to start then. Shit.
[LAUGHS]
[CHUCKLES] Shit. Crazy as fuck.
Oh, rub my feet.
Man, ain't nobody gonna rub on your goddamn stinking-ass feet,
you been dancing...
$1,200... ain't nobody about to rub on your damn feet.
You're on my nerves.
Come on, what is it gonna be?
Let's do it, baby.
I cannot believe this shit.
$1,200!
Goddamn.
-Come on. -Come on.
This shit fucking crazy.
They got male dancers?
Wake up, man! You know I'm still on that prison time.
-I've been up six hours. -Yo. What's up?
Thought we'd get cracking, man.
Hey!
What's up, baby?
Nigga, my first wake-up free!
Feel like a meal ticket around this motherfucker.
Guess you the early morning bird.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
'Cause I wanna smell it!
I ain't smoking shit till I go see this motherfuckin' PO.
They can't wait to throw your ass back in jail.
You know that.
What's up with the club, man?
Come on, show me the Bank.
It's all ready to go, bruh.
Let's go down to the Bank, baby. You already know.
-You roll down there. -Let's do it...
All right. Hey, bro...
TYRONE: You know what I'm saying, man? [LAUGHS]
Man, I'm so happy to be home.
This nice, bro.
It's the Bank, baby. Where it all goes down.
It's you, bro?
Chabo!
Chabo...
That's a real ass nigger.
That's when shit was real.
That's when you didn't have to worry about if a nigga was gonna be going at your satch,
going at your motherfucking bag, man.
You know what I'm saying?
I ain't gotta worry about if he gonna bring everything back.
I ain't gonna worry about if he gonna run off. You understand, man?
Real nigga shit.
These niggas now, man, the prison is just full of a bunch of snitch-ass niggas
who don't wanna do their motherfucking time, man.
That's why they're motherfucking gangsta. You feel me, man?
-That's it... -Shit.
This nice, bro. This motherfucking nice, man.
-I'm proud of you. -I appreciate it, Ty.
Lotta niggas get some money and don't do shit with it, man.
Wanna buy cars and bullshit around with it, man.
You gotta invest in a business. That's smart, Michael.
You know, we try to be here, baby.
-Damn right. -Oh, yeah.
By the way, man,
I got you this at the cookout, but, you know...
Man, you know how you do it, man.
Ah. What you got for me, gangsta?
Come on, you ain't have...
Oh! Goddamn, man!
Mauris.
Boy, if I still remember how to walk in them, man.
For the past five years, there been nothing but flip-flops and socks for me.
I appreciate that, gangsta. You remember my swag...
Bud, do I.
[INDISTINCT AUDIO]
Ooh hoo hoo!
Bud, you like it, I love you. [LAUGHS]
[LAUGHS] Nice, man. I'm gonna wear this tonight.
That what's up. That what's up, baby.
I'ma show them all what to do with this motherfucker.
Definitely no fool.
Appreciate the love, man.
That's tight.
I've just been chilling, man, trying to figure it out, man.
Trying to stay on the goddamn streets, man.
That damn PO bugging the hell outta me, man.
That parole officer killing me about a damn job, man.
At night, I've been goddamn just chilling at the crib,
watching my little girl, while my girl go out there and dance.
-She still dancing at DOA and all that shit... -Tyrone!
Catch! [LAUGHS]
Hey! What's up, Catch? You all right?
Yeah, I'm good, I'm good.
Looking good, man. Eating good, huh?
-What y'all talking about, man? -Man, we just chilling,
catching back up with it.
Hey, yo, man. You know, like I was saying,
I'm just babysitting my damn little girl at the crib at night, man...
Babysitting?
Man, you need to get to that Westside...
It's popping tonight, man. I'll watch the baby.
Man, I'll watch the baby.
You just need to get on down to the...
-We'll watch the baby. -TYRONE: No.
-[LAUGHS] -Look here.
You need to get down there, bruh.
Nah.
CATCH: For real, man, you need to get to that DOA, man.
-It's like that? -It's popping tonight too.
Man, I'ma see what I can do, man.
I appreciate the love, man.
I'ma stop by and holla at Pastor Brandon, man.
Hey, man...
-Tyrone... -We back, baby.
You still got it...
Hey, man, you know I got it. I owe you one.
You tell that fool about his old lady?
-She kinda shady? -Man,
I ain't have the heart to tell him, bruh.
He's just gotta go find out himself, man.
Done done it all, man.
Shawty Lo... Be get-get-getting that.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Whoo!
-Hell, man. -Whoo!
-Whoo. -I gotta get it together.
Ooh, we got to.
He gotta get it together. [LAUGHS]
♪ Poppin' nights, poppin' nights, poppin' nights
♪ I'ma start this shit off straight and tell
♪ All three of y'all stop playing with my name
♪ Stop playing with my fucking name
♪ Put some respeck on my name
♪ You understand me?
♪ When y'all saying my name, put some respeck on it
-♪ I've been a rich homie -♪ Oh
-♪ You just a bitch, homie -♪ Damn
-♪ Put some respeck on it -♪ Yeesh
-♪ Spend a little check on it -♪ Yeah
-♪ She got a frame on her -♪ Damn
♪ I put that thang on her
♪ Put some bells on her Put a little fame on her
-♪ Put some respeck on it -♪ Huh, sure
-♪ Put some respeck on it -♪ Nigga, wait on it
♪ Put some respeck on it Put some respeck on it
♪ Put some respeck on it
♪ I got a check, homie
♪ I'm from the bank, homie I keep a bank on me
♪ Shawty be dead fresh This be a bank, homie
♪ I got that old money I'm talking street money
♪ Been with my day ones These niggas'll kill for me
♪ I got my big homie We had them bricks, homie
♪ You niggas just rap hustle Never got street money
♪ So shout to my blood So shout to my cuz
♪ So shout to my thugs They show me love ♪
So, baby, what's up with your homegirl, Barbie Doll?
You mean Shawty Lo's girl?
I ain't know nothing about all that.
Yeah, they been together, like, three years.
-Nah. -Yeah.
Well, that's the one I want.
All right, well, I'll tell her.
Right.
Hey, playboy, I know you're new here,
but ain't no smoking up in here, for real.
No motherfucking smoking here.
Man, shit, how the hell are y'all gonna tell me no smoking
when all these niggas and these motherfuckers smoking?
Hey, man, that... Look, that what they're doing over there,
ain't no smoking over here, player.
You heard what he said.
What kinda bullshit is this?
You know what, they do that. It costs 50 a smoke.
$50 a smoke?
You either can pay up or you get out, player.
Man, I ain't got $50 worth of weed!
Put it out or leave the club.
Hang on, man.
[MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY]
Smoke on, player.
Hey, man... [MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY]
Fat fucker.
Fuck this shit.
♪ Go on and shake that ass like you mad, like you upset
♪ Strip club, you were there Take a nigga home
♪ Now, go on and shake that ass
♪ Shake that ass with the pumps on
Excuse me.
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
Hey, hey, hey! What the fuck you doing?
BARBIE: Tyrone, I'm working!
[BARBIE SCREAMS]
MAN: ...hit Lo!
Hey, hey!
Fuck y'all! Get the fuck off, you dumb bitch.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
I'll kill you, motherfucker. I'll kill him!
Pop, pop, you all right? Get up, pop.
I got you, dawg. Don't worry about it.
Pop, get up, get up.
Pop? You a'ight?
Get up.
Bitch, ain't nobody got time for that shit!
Shawty Lo is one of my best patrons.
And you bring that jailhouse-ass nigga of yours here with that
monkey brawl bullshit.
This a gentleman club for a gentleman!
This ain't no damn prison yard!
You won't dance nowhere in this city! Nowhere, bitch!
When I'm finished putting the word out about your black ass,
everyone will know you a chicken shit.
Please, please, don't do me like this.
I didn't know he was gonna come here. I'm sorry.
Clear out your locker, take your lock!
Don't bring your ass around here no damn more.
-Please, I promise he won't come back. -I don't wanna hear that shit.
[CRIES]
Stupid-ass bitch in here fucking with that con-ass nigga, man.
Being around this dumb-ass bitch got me thinking
this motherfucker giving 100s.
Motherfucker... Whole dumb-ass bitch...
[INAUDIBLE]
-Listen, Tyrone... -Look, man, look.
Look, you can save all that goddamn lame-ass shit, man.
You got me looking like a lame-ass motherfucking nigga
in the goddamn hood, nigga! Huh?
What kinda shit is this, bitch?
I've been in this motherfucking man riding for your ass, nigga.
Huh?
Who fucking baby is that? Huh?
-Who baby is that? -It's your baby.
-It ain't my fucking baby. -Yes, it is!
Your lying ass. This who bought this shit for you?
-Huh? -No.
Want some motherfucking money? Want some goddamn money?
Fuck you!
[CRIES] Babe, why are you acting like this?
I'm through with your ass, you hear me?
Don't call my phone. Fuck you, man. Live your life.
No! No. [CRIES]
Hey, back up off me, man. Back up off me.
-Tyrone... -Back up off me.
[SOBS] Tyrone, please.
Back the fuck off me.
I know you wanna leave,
but I swear I want you to stay.
I know this shit is all my fault.
[SOBS]
I swear, you can blame it all on me.
But, baby, ain't we worth fighting for?
It's a'ight, it's all good. I ain't with this shit.
Just go get my motherfucking folder, all right? That's it.
Go get my folder, and that's it. All right?
Why you want your folder?
All right. We'll work it out later.
Just go get my folder.
All right? I'm out this motherfucker.
Where you going?
Motherfucker the come up.
[CRIES] Tyrone, please.
Tyrone!
[SOBBING]
Fuck! [GRUNTS]
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
You ain't shaking your ass like that, motherfucker.
Ain't nobody just gave you no goddamn $1,200...
♪ I know I can't make you stay
♪ But baby, I don't want you to leave
Hey, hey, hey! What the fuck you doing?
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
Welcome home, daddy.
Hi.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
Do you like it?
BABY: Like it?
I like it.
She likes the sound of it now.
Baby, shit gonna be street.
Oh, shit, I'll be your research.
[SCOFFS]
Goddamn, what she talking about?
-[LAUGHING] -I'm not joking.
-I missed you. -I missed you.
[MUSIC FADES OUT]
-MAN: Hey, Troy. -[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
Hey, Troy!
Damn!
What's up, bro?
What the fuck happened to you?
I know why you wanted me to go DOA.
Damn, man!
I'm sorry for what happened yesterday.
[SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
I tried to kill that nigga.
Like who?
Shawty Lo.
Shawty Lo?
And security tried to kill me.
Those motherfuckers kicked my goddamn ass.
[INDISTINCT]
Boy, I see.
I got a lawsuit against that motherfucker, man.
They ain't gotta kick my ass like that
in no motherfuckin' strip club.
But, Shawty Lo?
He's a kid. Not his nigger. He's a kid.
Man, most things owned by Shawty Lo, man.
You got into a fight with him?
They want all we got.
He kicked my ass.
All across Atlanta.
They say that motherfucker diamond in the rough,
but all I saw was stars in that room.
Man, you fight security and Shawty Lo?
Damn, man.
If it wasn't goddamn Shawty Lo,
it was security, man.
I told you to go over there, man.
Man, I'm starting to think Shawty Lo got down.
Betcha he was out with my girl, she might have been fucking that motherfucker, man.
Man, but, Shawty Lo?
-You know him? -Shawty Lo?
King of Bankhead?
Come on, man. You know I'd know him.
[SCOFFS]
He went to fuck shit, man.
Look, man.
Let's try to holler at the man and get to him, man.
Nigger want to get that shit resolved, man.
You know, I just need to get out, man.
I been out all of two days, man.
I'm already in some goddamn shit.
You already low, man.
I'm gonna get with Shawty Lo and see if I can...
You know what I'm saying?
Disperse this situation, this here thing.
Man, ain't nobody gonna keep me...
[SCOFFS]
But, stay away from Bankhead.
Whatever you do, they are gonna win.
Yeah.
Don't want no mess. They are for real.
Shawty Lo. [CHUCKLES]
Shawty Lo?
All right.
-West side, it ain't. -It ain't.
[CHUCKLING] Let's go.
[NARRATING] And I did it this time.
I don't know this Shawty Lo,
but everybody acting like he the man.
I knew that bitch had too much going on.
Shit round here fucking on the rap, nigger.
I promised my mom I was gonna do things different this time.
But, baby, I gotta get us some money.
I want to start this record label.
The banks won't give me no loan,
won't nobody hire me.
I tried to do it the right way.
From now, I'm about to do this shit my way.
When I went down, I stayed Southern.
I took my time like a G.
If I had to do them 20 years, I was gonna do 'em.
'Cause I don't believe in snitching.
I guess that's why I got washed out.
And Obama passed that bill
to release us brothers with non-violent drug offences.
I had a plug in Miami named little Zo.
Them crackers tried to deport him.
He was about to fold in.
I did time with his little cousin.
And he plugged us back in.
All I gotta do is get to Miami.
Ain't no problem.
You know, my people at Miami, they waiting for you.
Seven more days and I'm out of here.
Seven days?
Seven more days and I'd never be back in.
Well, I hope so, because I don't want to keep doing this.
Momma, I promise.
I want it, bro.
We all want it. Imma want it. We all want it.
-Everybody here? -Yeah.
But, nobody embarrass him like that. Nobody.
I don't give a damn if they Southern.
Go out there and say this, nigga. I'mma blast him.
Where the nigger be at?
Don't worry about it. I know the nigger, paperman.
It's my life's word, we're gonna get the nigger.
-I got 10k on his head. -Say that.
I want his head right here on a plate.
We'll kill the beta brother in a motherfucking church.
-Go get him. -I'm thirsty.
Don't come back without it.
Damn, man.
[MEXICAN MUSIC PLAYING]
[TYRONE] Now, little Zo was the nephew of Maca Zo.
The leader of the Zo clan.
When I take this shit on me,
these Haitian niggers get money.
I told 'em I was ready to turn back up in Atlanta, man.
I got some boys coming in from Alabama, man,
paying 35,000, 38,000 a key.
He couldn't believe that shit.
He telling me 25,000 a unit.
-And he can't help but come up. -I understand.
-You been all right, man. -Everything is good.
Good shit.
Shit been real for me, man, since I took the Greyhound down, man.
I'm talking about we been going through it, brother.
Same thing you can do, man.
You gotta help me get back on my feet, my nigger.
I just gotta chill down.
I already know. I already know.
I feel it. I feel it.
Ain't about that time. Ain't about that time, bro.
Well, I didn't want to know. You know what I'm saying?
So, I thought I'd do the right thing.
I'm quitting the life, man.
You know what I'm saying? Quitting the life.
That's what I'm talking about.
-You my nigger. -That's tight.
-You my nigger. -I appreciate it, man.
Don't play with your life, man.
-I appreciate it. -Fuck with you, my nigger.
Hey, man.
I gotta be in Miami, man.
Trying to get it up. Feeling good now
-you've decided to go straight, my nigger? -Yeah, everything good.
Man, shit, y'all niggers out here riding, man.
You know, my nigger, every goddamn corner.
Turn and niggers riding Lambos and goddamn--
-For sure, bro. -You know what I mean.
Oh, well, I might say it very time.
Hey, man, when are you coming to see me, man?
Man, shit, who knows?
I been thinking of moving, man.
It's gonna be under the radar. So when I do touch down,
-I'mma be getting your checks. -Yeah.
I'll make sure I give you the checks.
Yeah. Holler at me, man. You know you got this shit.
You can do whatever you want right now.
Yeah, she looking good up there?
-Word! -Nigga, whatever you need to do you need to do it.
And again, you talkin' about rates and shit.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
No matter what.
I might need to come out there and show a little respect.
Damn right.
Hey, man. What are you talking about? Let's get some wine.
Yeah, what's up? What's up, bud?
Good to see you out here.
I'm hanging down for a couple of days, man.
So, just let me know if it clicked.
All right, just know it's never gonna stop.
All right. Lo. Lo.
What's that little shit what you had going on, man?
Hurt nigger...or some shit?
Yeah, man, I didn't even got no questions about that shit.
Ah, fuck that nigger, man.
Got him makin' me, goddamn.
Got my nuts around this motherfucker.
Man. Listen, man.
Hey, I feel you.
I feel where you come from and all that, man.
But, you know, when all is said and done at the end of the day, man,
we ain't got time to going back and forth for this nigger.
Know what I'm saying?
Man, get that man that money, man.
For real, man. Come on, man. He ain't not my nigger.
Get that nigga to pay out, get his money, man.
-Straight up. -I'm doing it.
-It's real money. -Yeah.
Yeah, man.
-Truly. -Yeah.
That tire got run around this morning.
Man, tire is done fucked up this time, man.
Get her down, right around the finger, man.
Man, I'm talking about a guy with heels.
-Head over heels, man. -What you mean, son?
Goddamn!
Oh, I don't know, man.
She got no... She's a petite motherfucker,
she got no ass...
[SCOFFS]
We'll be frontin' together.
It must be, bro.
Been with her so long, man.
-Oh, God. -He been with her for a long time.
That how it is. How they go, head in love.
How's it go, like shit.
Like that ten. He'll take that ten.
They had to pull up by the ocean just to travel him by himself.
See how that work out?
You the man-man, man.
There's a player... There's a player way to do it.
I already know, man...
-Everybody, man! -Everybody, man!
[INDISTINCT]
Hello. How's Rachel?
She's fine.
-You all right? -I'm good.
Getting off work just wondering,
what you call me up here for?
To talk. You had it like that, man.
I can't call you up here to see you?
My baby mama?
Really, Tyrone?
-The way you left the house? -How Walker?
Walker's good. She at the babysitter house right now.
Look, baby.
I called you up here because I just wanted to talk to you.
To tell I am sorry.
Look.
I don't know what got into me that night,
at the strip club, man.
I just ain't used...
I ain't used to seeing shit like that.
Shit, I went mad. I was hurt.
'Cause I couldn't do that shit.
You feel me?
I know you ain't with that nigger.
I hope you ain't with that nigger.
-No, bae. Hell, no. -Were you with that nigger?
No!
Look, man.
I know we ain't kicked it in a while,
I just want us to slowly but surely,
you know, figure some things out.
-Cool? -All right.
This has been the loneliest six months of my life.
Lonelier than the whole time I've been in jail.
-I promise you. -Okay.
Hey.
Look, man. I got a meeting with Shawty Lo.
You got a meeting with Shawty Lo?
About that shit, man.
You know, a nigger trying to be in the music industry and shit, man.
I can't have no enemies in the city.
We gonna have a sit down, man, and work that shit out.
Oh, that's what's all right.
-You feel me? -Who is this for?
Y'all.
-Okay. -Shit been all right?
Yes. What's up?
-You doin' it, huh? -[CHUCKLES]
I'm trying to, baby.
-I'm proud of you. -I'm proud of you, too.
You doin' a good job with that little girl.
-Thank you. -She beautiful.
I'm telling you, man. This is gonna be a big year for us.
Sound of Atlanta.
Same shit I used to bug you about from that damn cell.
Oh, check this out. You remember this?
This is the first letter you wrote me while I was in jail.
Oh, you keep it in your pocket?
I keep it with me every day.
-Oh, baby. -Still.
Even when I'm out, I still keep it with me.
-[EXCLAIMS EXCITEDLY] -I love you.
I love you, too.
Come on. Let's go see our baby.
All right.
-Oh, whoa, whoa. Hold on. -Oh. What's up?
Everything all good, man. I ain't got shit on me.
MAN: All right, yo!
Nigger Tyrone, yo!
Hold on, bro.
Carnal.
Tell.
-What's up, man? -What's that?
I'm cool. Look here, man.
Ain't nothing like that, man.
I'm just trying to come here and straighten this shit out with you, bro.
I'm telling you. You know, you won't let pussy play you like that, man.
I said, "How long?"
I sent my boys.
They said you are worth more alive than dead.
Hey, bro.
I'm coming to beg for you, man, and shit.
Bought us a bottle of champagne, and shit.
You want to crack this motherfucker back across my head,
you're more than welcome to, man.
I got your $10,000 plea.
You know what I mean?
I guess you got that money, man.
Ten will work for now.
I need another ten on this.
Count that. I wanna make sure that shit is right.
Hey, man, I just want to make some money with you, man.
Nigger, I got a little music shit going myself, bro.
Sound of Atlanta. A little label I started.
Goddamn make a little noise in the city.
Shit, fuck with you, man.
I'm goddamn fuck with your campaign.
We'll see what's at home.
Guys, forget it.
Aight, be cool, man.
We don't drink no black bottle, but we'll take it.
You had that going.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
All right. Keep that shit.
[SIGHS IN RELIEF]
Damn, I gotta get some air in the goddamn tire.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[ENGINE REVVING]
Hey, man, Lo say "Smoke, nigger."
Man, hold on, man! Goddamn! I talked to him right now!
-[GUNSHOTS] -[EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]
Fuck!
-[SCREAMS] -[GUNSHOTS]
[ENGINE REVVING]
That's a fucked-up ending, ain't it?
Don't make it yours.
Now, that I got your attention, man,
let me holler at y'all right quick.
Brothers and sisters, what are we doing?
Man, it's time for us to check the scoreboard.
We losing, man.
In this game called reality.
In this game called survival.
I'm talking about, "Man, come on, bro."
I'm sick of riding through the hood, everywhere we go,
balloons and flowers
and shit around every damn flagpole
or every pole in the hood.
Come on, man. What are we doing?
Little brothers shooting each other up, man.
Twenty years old
getting 30 years for killing motherfuckers.
What is we doing?
Come on, man. We need a real reality check, man.
Make America great again.
Make the hood great again.
Your boy Pastor Troy, man. And I love y'all.
I'm doing it for you.
And I want to see y'all boys succeed. You feel me?
If you don't do it for me,
do it for my dawg Shawty Lo.
Your boy Pastor Troy, man.
Hold this thing down for the King of Bankhead.
End of song.
He said, she said.
He said he ain't scared.
Well, let me tell you like this.
You're very scared.
And very dead.
Pussy was fair gone.
Shawty.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]