60 days in a halfway house,
and you're free.
I just gotta find a job and stack some money.
You can always work the door at the club.
[Madam]: All right, fellas, it's game time.
Let's have a great night.
[music]
♪ Baby, how you get the booty
I do not need any new dancers, okay?
[Dime]: Make some motherfuckin' noise for Trouble.
Oh shit, Allen is here!
[Allen]: You gonna tell me who he is right fucking now!
You do this shit to me.
I'm gonna tear this whole bitch down.
[Kat]: I'm looking for Marilyn DeVille.
Is there something I can help you with?
I need to ask you a couple of questions
about your business partner, Allen Fisk.
Really?
I just didn't want to go home tonight.
That little bitch is a fucking cop!
Since he's been here,
the FBI has been here to see him twice.
You kill any motherfucker that's trying to kill you.
Careful what you ask for.
This shit ain't a game.
I'm cutting this off.
[Man]: Don't!
That shit you did back there? You did that for me.
We just went to another level.
You took a key piece off of our chessboard.
If our pieces aren't properly moving,
that's when I'll be back.
Get y'all's money! Let me have this fucking money!
Stop!
Shit, what are you doing in here?
I planned and then something went bad last night.
No, no, no, no!
You know damn well that you killed Allen.
[music]
[Amp gasping]
[Tommy]: You're a mess!
You're okay, you're okay!
-Amp, you okay. -[Amp groaning]
[Tommy]: What the hell happened?
Holy shit.
Let me just check you, Amp. Amp!
-Relax. -Listen, okay?
Yes, yes.
[Madam]: Let us check it. Move your hand, okay?
-We need to see what's going on. -Move it with me.
You gonna be all right.
I need go to a hospital to take care of this--
Stop, stop the bitch shit. Don't do that.
No, you know I can't do drugs!
Amp, it's not fucking drugs!
It's pain pills!
What are you talking about?
Amp, look, we are going to take out the bullet, okay?
What? Are you serious?
We have done this before.
I want to go to the doctor.
-We don't need a doctor. -Amp.
He did mine.
-Auntie, I could die. -I know, I know.
This shit is light work.
Come on.
Drink!
Okay, okay, okay, that's enough.
Okay, put your head back.
There you go, there you go, there you go.
-[Amp]: I'm scared. -All right, Tommy.
Go get the shit.
[Amp groaning]
-[Madam]: Amp! -Yes, Madam?
Just breathe.
[Amp gasping]
[Tommy]: You're gonna need to bite on this.
-Help me! -Amp, just bite on it.
It's a fucking .22!
Seriously, this is my warning gun.
[Tommy]: Come on, bite on this.
[Madam]: Bite on it, Amp!
[Amp whimpering]
-[Amp screaming] -Stay still.
[Amp screaming]
-Still! -Amp!
Man the fuck up!
[phone ringing]
[Goon]: Yo, what's up?
Hey.
I'ma send you an address and a picture, okay?
I need you to go to that address,
pick that girl up, and keep her.
-I need you there in 15 minutes. -Oh! God!
[Goon]: Got it.
-All right. -[Amp screaming]
[music]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah
♪ They know not to play with me ♪
♪ They know I get it started
♪ Ask me, will I take it easy? Told 'em that it's harder ♪
♪ Ask me, will I quit? Oh no sir, I beg your pardon ♪
♪ They sayin' that it's light
♪ But I turn this bitch to darkness ♪
♪ It go up, we don't play around ♪
♪ I won't play 'bout my dinero, dinero ♪
♪ Got some gangstas in the cut now, cut now ♪
♪ And they doin' what I say so ♪
[music]
♪ It's winning season
♪ We left them on the bounce
♪ Get the proper season
♪ It's winning season ♪
♪ It's winning season
♪ A million motherfuckin' dollar project season ♪
♪ It's winning season
♪ In the winter, in the summer ♪
♪ I'ma shine, ho
♪ Blow this 20
♪ None of my cards, they don't decline, ho ♪
What happened?
I got it.
So how much you get?
About 50 grand.
Nigga, this don't look like no 50 grand.
It's all in ones.
Let me see it.
Tomorrow.
I got you.
Ah, nigga, you ain't gonna be here tomorrow.
Bill, relax.
[Bill]: Nigga, listen, you relax.
Half that shit is mine.
-I know. -Let me see it.
I got you!
Give me that damn bag.
[Red laughing]
What the?
What the fuck?
This ain't no $50,000.
This is, like--
- Two mill.
She had more, but that's all I could get.
Shit.
Close it up.
Uh...
We got to get the hell up outta here.
-Shit, I know, though. -Tonight.
Let's make it happen early.
Yeah.
But you know they monitorin' that shit, you know?
Bill, you worried about a probation officer?
-Nigga, we rich! -If you don't shut the fuck up,
we gonna be in damn jail by the morning, all right?
Just hold up! Just--
[sighing] Hold up.
What's the plan?
All right, so...
Lights out, everybody asleep.
Okay.
We gotta put this shit somewhere
until we get the hell up outta here.
Damn.
[Bill]: No, I'm telling you, this is what we gotta do.
Okay.
You know I'm the brains of this shit.
Okay.
[Bill]: Just trust me.
Shit.
Damn, nigga!
Damn!
Man, knock it off!
Get that shit off me!
Okay, all right now, all right.
Oh, man, shit.
You know we gotta celebrate.
We ain't got no damn alcohol in here.
Fuck you say?
Stay right here.
Be right back.
You been holding out?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don't worry about it.
It's all about what's done.
♪ What you gonna do when they say ♪
♪ Had to go and get it, had to flip it right back ♪
♪ Bodies getting paid and I bought a Hellcat ♪
♪ I ain't fussing, nigga, that's in my bag ♪
♪ Hey, what you gonna do with that shooter ♪
♪ Popping out the coupe, caught his ass in a Uber ♪
♪ Freaky little B, keep your head like Medusa ♪
♪ Nigga, we ain't scared about your head ♪
♪ We gonna shoot you
♪ Hey, what you gonna do when you can't battery ♪
♪ What you gonna do, look down at me ♪
[phone ringing]
Hey. You got her?
[Goon]: Mm-hmm.
Stand by.
[Goon]: On it, Madam.
♪ When a nigga kick down your door ♪
♪ And ask for the back in Nigga be cappin' ♪
♪ Hop in a all-white Aston
♪ Cookin' soda like he's mad
♪ I drill with a passion
♪ Drippin' all type of fabric
♪ Pushin' Nene on her glasses
♪ Badass with a accent
♪ Bebe Simmons, butts is saggin' ♪
♪ You could get hit with a Mac-10 oh, they cappin'♪
♪ Put the gang in this rental
♪ Tell the broad that we gonna be some winners ♪
♪ And go take a flight, do this shit for one night ♪
♪ Go overseas to see what it's like ♪
♪ I got all this ice That shit give me frostbite ♪
♪ Gonna run to me, shit got me high ♪
♪ I won't tell no lie Roll up another one file ♪
♪ Dude tryin' to catch me on fire ♪
♪ What you gonna do what they say ♪
♪ Had to go and get it, had to flip it right back ♪
♪ Bodies getting paid then I bought a Hellcat ♪
♪ I ain't a fussy nigga that's in my bag, hey ♪
♪ What you gonna do with that shooter ♪
♪ Poppin' out a coupe, caught his ass in a Uber ♪
♪ Freaky little B give you head like Medusa ♪
♪ Nigga we ain't scared about your head ♪
♪ We gonna shoot you
♪ Hey, what you gonna do when you can't battery ♪
♪ What you gonna do, look down at me ♪
[Judge Ross]: Harry!
Harry, call the police!
Now do you really want Harry to call the police, hm?
Get the hell outta here!
Oh, should I show him the video?
Video?
Yes, video.
I told you that.
[Madam chuckling]
You get outta here.
Get outta here!
What the hell is going on?
[Judge Ross]: Harry! Harry, Harry, call the police!
Your wife enjoys fucking strippers at my club, Harry.
What?
[Madam]: Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
You wanna see proof, Harry?
Here you go.
Mm-hmm.
-Okay, Harry-- -What is this?
[Judge Ross]: Honey, baby, please.
-That's your wife. -Just call the police!
[Madam]: She enjoys playing games.
However, Harry, I am not the kind of woman
that likes playing games at all.
[music]
You get outta here, right now.
Okay, I will.
I'm gonna actually head on over to the jail,
and when I get there,
Blue better be outside waiting for me.
Who the hell do you think you are?
Young lady, we are both judges!
You need to leave right now!
Harry's a judge too?
Well, shit, that's great,
'cause y'all can both make this happen.
You're going to jail.
[Madam]: Okay.
And your wife's going down.
Don't you threaten her!
I'm calling the police, baby.
You actually might want to pick up that other line.
What?
Put them on hold and pick up your other line.
That's our daughter.
[Madam]: Mm-hmm, yeah, answer her.
[Judge Ross]: Hello?
Hello?
[Lena]: Mom!
Mom, do what they say!
Where are you, baby?
Just do what they say or they're going to kill me!
Lena! Lena!
[Madam chuckling]
Oh my God.
[Madam]: Right, so as I stated,
I'ma go ahead and head over to the jail,
and I really don't give a fuck what it is you need to do,
but, uh, when I get to the jail,
Blue better be outside. waiting for me.
And second, if I get a whiff of you trying to send
anybody after me, I mean, anybody,
FBI, GBI, APD, L-M-N-O-Q-fuckin' P,
I'll be back here, know that,
and I will blow this motherfucker down
with your daughter Lena in it.
You better leave Lena out of this,
you fucking bitch!
This is between you and--
What were you saying?
Huh?
I'm gonna need more than 15 minutes.
Oh, that sounds about right.
Okay.
Well, I am feeling a bit generous this evening,
so I'll give you that.
Actually, I'll give you about an hour.
Don't hurt our daughter.
That's up to y'all.
-Look-- -An hour.
I'm calling the police.
[music]
She's not answering!
What did you do?
-Harry-- -What did you do?
♪ Bad bitches at this spot
♪ We going up on TikTok
♪ Counting up this money
♪ I don't think that I could ever stop ♪
[crowd cheering]
[music]
♪ I just set up on the stand
♪ Told a lie straight to the honor ♪
♪ Old enough to be your daddy
♪ Young enough to fuck your mama ♪
♪ All this shit that I have done ♪
♪ I cannot believe in karma
♪ Old enough to be your daddy
♪ Young enough to fuck your mama ♪
♪ Young enough to fuck your sister ♪
♪ Young enough to fuck your auntie ♪
♪ I ain't messin' with your granny ♪
♪ I just took it, had them xanny ♪
♪ I'm a beast, I'm a dog
♪ Got a motherfuckin' addict
♪ Nigga, tell 'em pull 'em up
♪ Tried the motherfuckin' addict ♪
♪ Take my shot
♪ Shit, like Marcus Kemp
♪ I'm so hot, they fannin'
♪ I got mills, I've been pimpin' ♪
♪ I got mills out Atlanta
♪ Niggas know my flow like my crib ♪
♪ This shit full of brand-new strip club clothes ♪
♪ Get a OnlyFans
♪ Look, bitch, don't you panic
♪ Got a yard that's so damn big ♪
♪ Got all the furni, hammock
♪ Niggas claim they got a tool
♪ And never used a hammer
♪ Hundred set to stun her
♪ I been rep Atlanta
♪ Slept in a cabana, Dolce and Gabbana ♪
♪ Louis V bandana, do it
♪ I just sat up on the stand
♪ Told a lie straight to the honor ♪
♪ Old enough to be your daddy
♪ Young enough to fuck your mama ♪
♪ All the shit that I have done ♪
♪ I cannot believe in karma
♪ Old enough to be your daddy
♪ Young enough to fuck your mama ♪
[crowd cheering]
Y'all wasn't shit.
Why we even put up with yo' ass?
Seriously nigga.
Because y'all know y'all ain't me.
What's up with this lame-ass music?
Hmm, you better go deal with that.
Hey, Face! You're just so good!
You can have that.
Look, you need to go to another club, aight?
After all I've done for you?
Did I stutter? Bounce.
Look, look, I know I got mad,
but I paid your rent!
Ooh, baby, that is-- [laughing]
Yeah, all that's cute, but you still took my car.
I'm not doing this with you in here, aight?
[Miss Patty]: Look, I--
What you want?
[Babyface]: Nothing from you.
Really, Face?
I'm out.
Really, Face?
Fuck you, Face!
[Doc]: What's up?
You in that Rolls Royce?
Yeah. Why, what's up?
Whose car is that?
Why?
Negro, I know it ain't yours.
Why, nigga?
There's a dude out there looking at it.
[Doc]: You serious?
Yeah, he's been looking around for about an hour.
Alright, let me go put some clothes on.
Ladies, I'll be back.
[music]
[Midnight]: What's up?
Hey.
I see you up there watching me.
I like what I see.
Oh, yeah?
Trying to go to the VIP?
Nah, I can't go in there.
What you mean?
Heard you gotta have, like, $300 to go in there.
Shit, what you got?
Two.
I could take you somewhere else for that.
Oh, yeah?
Hell yeah.
Okay.
Hold on, you got a credit card?
Got a debit card.
Go 'head, hit that ATM then.
Uh, no, I can't take any money out over there.
Fuck it, come on.
[music]
Is there a problem?
No.
So, why you lookin' at my car?
I'm actually looking at my car.
Say what?
Teresa's my wife, man.
Shit.
"Oh, shit" is right.
Look, man, I ain't getting into all that.
How long y'all been fucking?
Bro, holler at your wife, bro.
Look, is my little girl mine, man?
Talk to your wife, bro.
Oh, yeah? You not gonna say nothing?
Okay, then, I'll take this home and I'll talk to her.
Yeah, all right, you ain't doing that either.
Yeah, yeah, I am!
No, aight, whatever.
Look, I'm not here to beef with you, bro.
If you got issues with your wife--
We're not having issues!
That's the problem!
She's perfect, man.
And she-- [sobbing]
Look, man, I gotta get back up in here, bro.
Dog, you won't even talk to me?
Just man-to-man, dog.
Talk to your wife, dog.
Just talk to her, bro.
[phone ringing]
Hey.
[Doc]: Hey.
I was just thinking about you.
[Doc]: Well, I know why.
Why?
[Doc]: Your husband was just up here.
What?
Yeah, and he left with your car.
Wait, what?
[Doc]: Yeah.
Damn it.
[Doc]: Why you ain't tell me that you was still with him?
Well, I--
I wouldn't have took your car to work.
[Teresa]: I'm sorry.
You want me to get you another car to work?
Nah, I'm good.
Just don't be mad.
[Doc]: I ain't mad,
but he coming home to deal with you.
And I'm supposed to care because why?
Oh, it's like that?
[Teresa]: Look, I will deal with my husband
how I deal with him, okay?
Ah, whatever.
Look, Doc, I'm really sorry.
You sure you don't want me to send you a car home?
[Doc]: I'm good.
Okay.
Hey, I gotta go.
[Teresa]: But-- Hello?
Hey.
[Doc]: Hey.
What you doing out here?
Just taking care of some shit.
Doc, all I need you to take care of
is that fucking stage.
Yeah, I know.
Get your shit together, seriously.
I'm trying to be...
But what?
I'm just...
Doc, I need you to relax, okay?
We are good.
Well, where's Dime and Blue at?
Don't worry about that.
What happened?
Nigga, why are you making it this fucking difficult for me
to deal with you tonight, huh?
Sorry, Madam.
Get in the fucking club!
Go in there, do your fucking business,
act normal, and let me do what I gotta do.
Get your ass in there, go.
[music]
♪ Whoa
♪ Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
♪ Whoa
♪ Let's go, let's go, let's go
♪ Time to get back on my bag, yes ♪
♪ Time to get back on my bag
♪ Time to get back on my bag, yes ♪
♪ Time to get back on my bag
♪ It's time to get back on my bag ♪
♪ Waving a white flag They got me back on my bag ♪
♪ I had 'em waving a white flag ♪
♪ They got me back on my bag Get, get, get ♪
♪ Why they mad, 'cause I'm in my bag ♪
♪ I got them juicy, whoo
♪ Two bad bitches in LA with me ♪
♪ Trying to take, whoo, the game ♪
♪ You can't even try to talk cash with me, no ♪
♪ Nigga, I'm too rich
[crowd cheering]
[music]
[crowd cheering]
Yo!
Is she talking to me?
This chick.
What did you just say to me?
I said, yo?
You will refer to me as Madam.
Oh, my bad.
Fucking "yo."
I'm sorry.
Yes, you are. What do you want?
I'm just tellin' you I was holding this shit down.
What shit?
Your girls ain't here.
Blue, Dime?
Trouble, this is a multi-million dollar business, okay?
You need to put some fucking respect
on my establishment.
It's not no shit.
I'm sorry, Madam.
Yes, you are, again.
You just make me nervous.
Do I?
[Trouble]: Yeah, you just...
So beautiful.
Trouble?
Yeah?
Get the fuck out of my face.
Yes, ma'am.
I mean, Madam.
What's going on over there?
I was about to go tell El Fuego he gotta dance,
so I was gonna handle that right now.
Yeah, so you can get out of my face
and go handle that shit.
Yes, Madam.
Um, you got a bachelorette in the house, and she wants you.
Where she at?
She over there.
Hi, congrats.
Hi.
You want a private?
You're not even looking at me.
Oh, I'm sorry. Hi.
Hi.
Damn.
How are you?
I'm good.
You look great.
Thanks.
So, you gonna dance for me?
No.
-I need a break. -Alonzo.
[music]
What the--
Dime? Dime!
Dime!
-Get off me! -Dime! Dime!
-Get off-- -Dime!
Calm down! Dime, Dime, Dime.
Calm down, it is me.
It's me.
Get up, come on, come on, come on.
-Are you okay? -Yeah, yeah.
Are you hurt?
Get up.
Come sit down, come on, come on.
It's okay, it's okay.
Here. Dime.
What the fuck is going on?
What happened?
I-- I-- I tried to stop him.
Who's him?
I'm sorry.
Dime!
Tell me who this was.
Who did this?
-Hey, hey, no, no, no! -It was--
Listen, Dime, I need you to pay attention.
Pay attention, look at me.
Who did this?
It-- The guy from the halfway house.
He calls himself Red.
Red?
Wait, the kid that came here looking for a job?
Yeah.
I tried to stop him.
Okay, no, no, no, so, it's okay, it's okay.
-Listen, listen. -No--
No, no, no, Dime, what I need you to do
is get back in the DJ booth.
That's what I need you to do.
Can you do that?
Yeah.
Okay, get up, go in my bathroom,
clean yourself up.
You gonna get back out there, okay?
Yep.
Don't you tell a soul about this, Dime.
Okay, Madam.
All right, come on.
Go get yourself cleaned up.
Come on.
Are you sure you're okay?
Mm-hmm.
Take your time, just take your time, okay?
-Madam? -Yes?
Don't say sorry again.
Go inside.
Clean yourself all the way up, Dime.
Fuck!
Oh, this little motherfucker got balls?
[phone ringing]
What happened?
[Goon]: The father came, but we were gone.
All right, did the police come when I left?
[Goon]: Nah.
Good, good.
I mean, I got that bitch right where I want her.
[Goon]: Anything else you need?
Yeah, um...
Do me a favor.
Put something big in my gray Birkin, okay?
I'ma go pick up Blue from the jail.
[Goon]: Light?
I just said big.
[Goon]: I got you.
♪ Real bitch and I'm known to pull the trigger quick ♪
♪ Ho talkin' reckless
♪ I'm at your neck, bitch
♪ Don't fuck with me, ho
♪ You still irrelevant
♪ And if you try to catch this plane ♪
♪ You need a bag, sis
♪ I'm spending big pens and black Benz ♪
♪ You livin' with your mama
♪ Keep playin' if you wanna
[Rhonda laughing]
[Rhonda moaning]
Shit!
Damn, nigga, get your ass outta here!
[Rhonda]: Fuck!
[Rhonda moaning]
-[Midnight grunting] -[Rhonda]: Yes!
[Doc]: The hell wrong with you?
Slow night?
I'm not in the mood.
My bad. Damn.
It's getting late anyway.
Get the last few dollars.
Where the hell is Amp?
Man, you already know how that family shit go, bro.
Yeah, aight.
Seriously, man, what's going on?
My ex is out there.
[Doc]: What?
She's the bachelorette.
I saw her. She's sexy as shit.
Yeah, I know.
So what's wrong?
What's the problem?
Look, man...
Her daddy didn't like me.
He didn't think I was good enough.
Now she comes in here and sees me do this shit.
I'm sorry, man.
She probably marrying some dude with money.
You see that damn rock?
Look, Fuego, you ain't like us, bro.
You don't be out here fucking these broads.
You come in here, you dance, and you get your money.
Take your little geeky ass to school from time to time.
Look, don't let her make you feel bad
about doing this shit, bro.
Yeah, I know...
But, shit, she...
She what, man?
She what?
She was the one.
I was so in love with her.
Yeah, man.
Nigga, you got a VIP,
and y'all gonna be tipping me for all this bullshit.
This shit is crazy.
Go handle that, man.
Hey.
Fuck outta here.
What the fuck you doin' in here?
♪ Watch
♪ I be ridin' around my town with all my jewels on ♪
♪ Bought a new car, had to take the roof off ♪
♪ Got a couple bad...
You gotta chill out, man.
We almost there.
Shit, this hurt like hell.
-Hey. -Oh, fuck.
Here, try this.
Might even take your mind off the pain.
Look at this shit, throwing me a fucking cookie.
You actin' weird, bro.
[Amp groaning]
Hurtin' over here, I'm just trying--
I'm trying.
Chill out.
[phone vibrating]
You're on speakerphone.
[Madam]: Hey, where's Amp?
Fuck my auntie. She don't care.
I got the bullet out.
[Madam]: All right, well, Tommy, take him to the hospital.
We on our way.
[Madam]: Amp, I need you to give Tommy the address
to the halfway house so he can text it to me.
I'm losing a lot of blood.
I'm scared, man.
[Madam]: Did you hear me?
Yes! Fuck.
Did you hear me, man? Please?
[Madam]: Okay, look, I'll be by to see you, all right?
Okay, okay.
It hurts.
[Madam]: Tommy, you got him?
Yeah.
We good.
[Madam]: All right.
[Amp whimpering]
Chill out, man, you aight.
[Amp whimpering]
Fuck.
[music]
[Red] Ooh!
[Bill]: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Oh, yeah, where the money at?
It's right here.
Beer. That should do.
Yes, what we gotta do on short notice.
[Red] Oh!
Man, can you believe this shit?
[Bill]: Yeah.
Mm, mm, mm.
After all these years--
We did it.
I'ma get a house.
Yeah?
Get that damn demon, too.
Yeah.
Drink up.
[Red]: [sighing] yeah.
Think I'ma take me a trip.
Where you gonna go?
I'ma go to the Bahamas.
Nigga, you can't go to the Bahamas.
You can't get a passport, you got a record.
Nah, I got my ways, bro.
-You slick, you slick. -Yeah, so you better
never forget that shit.
[Bill laughing]
Nigga probably gonna get on a banana boat or some shit.
You know I'm gonna be on a banana boat.
Little Speedo.
[Red groaning]
-Speedo, huh? -Yeah.
Bill?
Nigga, I don't wanna see you in no Speedo.
You don't wanna see me in no Speedo,
but a lot of people do.
When the last time you got some ass?
I get ass all the time.
Oh, shit.
Drink up.
You all right?
[Red groaning]
[Bill]: Hey, man.
[Red]: Oh, fuck.
-Bill... -How you doing?
I don't know.
Yeah?
It's gonna be all right.
Oh, shit, no.
Tell me.
I got you.
Oh, you--
No, hey, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Just, you going to sleep.
You just going to sleep.
You just going to sleep, it's all right.
It's all right.
Yeah, you little fucker.
Sleep well.
Bye, motherfucker.
Hey.
I don't want nobody coming in this room tonight.
Red is on punishment.
Just leave him alone.
Just leave him alone, he alright.
[music]
♪ Dang
♪ I'm full of the scammer, I know plenty of 'em ♪
♪ I'm full of the gangsta, I know many of 'em ♪
♪ They say real is rare, there's like 20 of us ♪
♪ Oh, no, they not with us, I don't know any of 'em ♪
♪ Hey, who you with
♪ Who you with Who you with ♪
[Blue laughing]
[Madam]: Hey. You good?
Yeah, I'm good.
Good.
[music]
So you got me out, huh?
Girl, you knew I was gonna get you out.
Uh, so, look, Kat said she was coming to talk to you.
Did she?
Yeah, she did.
She aight?
For now she is.
Yeah, let me talk to her, Madam.
Girl, you might wanna talk to her.
What did she say?
You really wanna know?
I'll talk to her when I get home tonight.
Okay.
Why you look like that?
What you mean?
This ain't the way to the club, Madam.
No, it's not.
Where we going?
Ah, figured we go ahead and pay the motherfucker
that stole my money a visit.
Oh?
Yeah.
His name is Red.
From the halfway house.
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
No, I'm not, Blue.
You got something for me?
Yep.
Middle console.
Go let me handle this, Madam.
Okay.
Madam.
You gonna let me handle this.
Blue, you good.
Handle it all, okay?
[music]
♪ Never slip, I keep a stick around ♪
♪ These niggas trip, I keep a stick ♪
♪ I keep a stick around
♪ Now hear, if a bitch wanna trip ♪
♪ I keep a stick around
♪ Make that nigga do a flip
[Amp groaning]
All right, get out.
Y'all promised.
This is bullshit, man.
Get out, Amp!
Go!
[Amp screaming]
Bye!
Do you need help?
[Amp screaming]
You acting weird today.
Hey, Amp!
Amp!
You sure you don't want one of these?
Hey!
You can't close my door?
The--
[Amp groaning]
Big-ass baby.
[music]
What seems to be the problem?
[Amp]: I need a doctor.
Okay, um, what happened?
I cut myself.
We need a doctor! Stat!
Did he say what--
He stabbed himself.
[Doctor]: Nurse, get a gurney, stat.
♪ Hey
♪ Murder she wrote, murder she wrote ♪
[dancers chatting]
[Doc]: Crazy motherfuckers.
Look like Ralph Tresvant.
You aight?
I'm good.
Where were you?
Look, I had a lot going on.
Look, you sure you good?
I said yes.
Okay, fine.
[music]
Here you go.
[Dime]: Thank you.
Hey, I ain't see Madam all night.
She was here.
She wasn't here.
Yeah, she was.
Yes, she was.
Come on, y'all, time to tip out.
-Thanks. -Have a good night.
Here you go.
[Dime]: Thank you.
Ah, wait, uh...
Midnight, um...
I need you to walk me to my car.
Okay.
I'm almost done.
Almost done.
[baby crying]
I don't got nowhere to go.
[music]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah
♪ Now I gotta get my squad in here ♪
♪ 'Cause I gotta get my broad in here ♪
♪ Niggas wanna act like I started this ♪
♪ This P don't get me started in here ♪
♪ When I think about how I'm gonna tell our story ♪
♪ Streets made me hard as fear
♪ I ain't had no choice but to off ♪
♪ Yeah, street made me hard as fear ♪
♪ Come here, love me, hanging me, hurting me ♪
♪ Thought you were my dog
♪ Yeah, going through the most
♪ I've been trying to overthrow ♪
♪ After sipping this drank, I've been taking these pills ♪
♪ Had to tell mama, we ain't missing no muse ♪
♪ Tie her loose, she give me chill ♪
♪ I think I might throw something nice there ♪
♪ I do it for the gang, I can't get killed ♪
[Blue]: Madam.
-Yes, Blue? -Stay calm.
I'm calm.
-Look at me, I'm real calm. -Mm-hmm.
You sure you don't want me to go in there and find out
if he's in there?
Yeah, I'm sure.
Now you know I know you.
What the fuck?
The hell you got up in here?
Give it to me, thank you.
[Blue]: All right.
All right.
Be calm, Madam.
[music]
[Madam]: All right.
Hey.
[Man]: Oh?
We looking for Red.
Ain't nobody here by that name.
What the fuck?
Madam!
-I'm calm. -That ain't fucking calm!
It's calm, go.
[music]
Somebody needs to tell me where Red is.
Who?
[Man]: Whoa, shit!
Holy shit.
Do you know?
Wait, I--
Hello? Y'all can't hear?
Go check the kitchen, Blue.
Hello? You know where he is?
What about you, huh?
You know?
Hmm?
You gonna tell me where he's at?
Talk, nigga!
Nigga, talk!
So you not gonna talk?
[Blue]: Fuck, Madam!
What?
Half of these former inmates are deaf.
You don't see the fucking sign on the wall?
Damn.
Oh, shit.
You don't see that the nigga is deaf?
They deaf-initely can't hear shit now.
Damn.
♪ It's what it's like when you're born to fight ♪
[Madam sighing]
Come on.
Blue, give me my baby.
♪ Super soldier, built you bad ♪
♪ Better than dude before we let your stack up ♪
♪ We do you dirty
♪ Uh, yeah, it's best to believe the escape ♪
♪ This is a popular pain
♪ Check out right where it came ♪
♪ Menace Lane
♪ Yeah, welcome to Menace Lane
♪ Menace Lane
♪ Hey, welcome to Menace Lane
♪ But hey, welcome to Menace Lane, Menace Lane ♪
♪ Hey, welcome to Menace Lane
♪ Menace Lane, Menace Lane, welcome to Menace Lane ♪
♪ Menace Lane, Menace Lane welcome to Menace Lane ♪
♪ Hey, welcome to Menace Lane
This nigga may be strapped.
He better be.
No.
Gonna let me go in there first.
All right?
Okay.
Madam, you know you say that shit every fucking time.
Blue, go.
♪ Once you feel, there ain't no other pain ♪
♪ Yeah
♪ What would your mother say, it doesn't matter ♪
♪ There's another chapter on the other page ♪
♪ This suffering making me suffocate ♪
♪ That's enough, a big knuckle fucker, rate ♪
♪ If it's stuck, I'll take a chucker to the lake ♪
♪ All this talking making me wanna levitate ♪
[music]
Back up!
He almost shot me.
[Madam]: Okay.
Madam, no.
[music]
[Red]: Ugh, fuck!
[Red groaning]
[gunfire popping]
Come out, nigga!
Come out the fucking bathroom!
Throw your gun!
All the way out.
[music]
Just stop shooting.
Blue, go get the gun.
You stupid fuck.
[Blue]: The fuck, nigga?
Sit his ass down.
[Blue]: Nigga, I said to get in the fuckin' chair
[Red groaning]
Tie him up.
Keep those hands up.
[music]
[Madam]: Do his feet, yeah, yeah.
Motherfucker almost shot me.
-Come hold my girl, Blue. -Nigga.
[Red groaning]
Blue, give me your little gun.
[Red]: What?
What y'all want?
Where's my money?
I don't know.
I'm sorry, you don't know?
No!
I'm sorry, you said you don't know?
No, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
[gunfire popping]
Nigga, you runnin' out of knees.
I need a ambulance!
Oh, well, we don't need any more bullets,
so you might want to start talking.
Where is my fucking money?
I don't know! I had it!
Had?
This motherfucker stole it from me.
Who? Who?
His name is Bill, and he took it and left.
So you don't have my money?
[Red] I don't.
But I know where he is.
-Know where he is? -Yeah.
[Red groveling]
What the? What is that?
[Red stammering]
Well, you don't know where my money is, right?
I will!
I can show you where he is. I can tell you where he is.
Please, no! No!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait, look, I'm sorry now!
Just put that right there.
That's it.
[Red] I'ma get it back, every dime, every-- [sobbing]
I didn't mean to steal from you!
Oh, okay.
-Well, um-- -I--
I think I'm finished talking.
Please, I can find him.
I can find him, I swear!
Yeah? Now you can find him?
Mm-hmm, you didn't know where my money is.
Now you can find him. you had it.
There's a lot of shit going on, Red.
[Blue] Oh, okay.
He's sorry.
Yeah, he's sorry.
-[Red] Madam-- -That's not enough.
-I think it's time to go. -Wait!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait, this is a bomb!
Madam!
Hey!
What are you doing?
[Red screaming]
[music]
♪ Call me Madam
♪ Up in Eden at the garden pimpin' Adam ♪
♪ Talkin' money, okay honey, you can have him ♪
♪ Poppin' bottles throwin' dollars at 'em ♪
♪ Apply some enamel, just to get him a sample ♪
♪ On me like a flavor
♪ Dark chocolate and handsome
♪ He don't know I'm a player
♪ I'ma show him the game
♪ It's the queens move
♪ Watch how queens move
♪ Watch, watch, watch, watch
[music]