(gentle music)
- [Announcer] Previously on "The Dirty D."
- I'm looking for my girl.
- And, nigga! What the fuck that got to do with me?
(gun blasts)
- What you say you had to talk to me about?
- It can wait.
- What's going on?
- Hey, look, get my phone and call Ice.
Tell him I just been arrested.
- You fucking that bitch?
- What bitch?
- You know exactly what bitch I'm talking about.
And if you think you about to play in my face,
you got shit fucked up.
- Don't forget you ain't the only one
that can make threats with me.
Don't forget about that shit you hiding.
- That particular power of attorney is null and void.
But this one that he signed
listing Jamar Khalil Richardson is not.
- Who's Jamar?
- I believe that would be me.
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Put the word out, Cash.
(gentle music)
The motherfucking Dirty D is back open.
- This is April Lewis reporting live from downriver,
where an African American female body
has just been pulled from the water.
No additional information at the time.
Please stay tuned to Local 6 for updated information.
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(upbeat mellow music)
* Radio, ready *
* She said she wanna go to Motown *
* Wanna see how it is *
* That's 'cause she know that it ain't no town *
* In the world that can sound like this *
* She wanna kick it into drive *
* She wanna move forward on with her life *
* Fast cars, fast life, that's my town *
* Livin' in the fast lane, can't slow down *
* Come and visit Motown, city of the blues *
* Feel like Berry Gordy when I step inside this booth *
* I need a Diana who gon' come and sing the tunes *
* Or I can hit up Sada when I need to bust a move *
* Yeah, baby, I'm from Motown *
* Wanna see how it is *
* That's 'cause she know that it ain't no town *
* In the world that can sound like this *
* She wanna kick it into drive *
* She wanna move forward on with her life *
* Fast cars, fast life, that's my town *
* Livin' in the fast lane, can't slow down *
* Come and visit Motown, don't slow down *
(phone rings faintly)
- I'm here to get information on a body
that was found floating in the river today.
- Hey, who do I talk to about the body that was found?
- Nigga, don't you fucking see me standing here talking?
- Do it look like I give a fuck?
- You two both need to fucking calm down
before I escort both of y'all the fuck up outta here!
- Oh, the hell's going on out here?
- [Ice] You tell me.
- I'm here to get information on a body
that was found floating in the river today.
I'm really, really worried that this might be my sister.
- My girl missing too.
- All right, just hang on a second, all right?
Gimme a minute.
Don't worry about this, Danny, I got this, all right?
Ladies first. - [Ice] Whatever.
- Miss? - Hudson.
- Ms. Hudson, when's the last time you spoke
with your sister?
- It's been a few days.
- And can you give me a brief description
of what she looks like?
- She has a caramel complexion,
about 5'5, weighs about 150 pounds.
- And would she happen to have any identifying marks,
any scars, any tattoos, anything like that?
- She has a tattoo of a rose on her right shoulder.
- Right shoulder? - Uh-huh.
- And Mr. Walker.
- It's Ice. - Yeah, I know who you are.
- Who don't?
- Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
When's the last time you spoke with your girlfriend?
- Fiance.
And I ain't spoke to her since I proposed to her.
- Great, that's helpful.
And can you give me a brief description
of what she looks like?
- Light skin, red hair. - Red hair.
- I don't know, slim thick.
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- Can you explain slim thick for me?
- Yeah, nice body, nice ass, what?
- Okay, in that,
would you happen to have a height and a weight?
- She's about 5'4, 150 pounds.
- I doubt that.
- Man, shut the fuck up.
- Can I, please?
- Go ahead.
- And would she happen to have any identifying marks?
Any scars, tattoos, any moles?
- She's got a tattoo of angel wings going down her back.
- All right, you guys can have a seat if you like.
I'll be right back out as soon as I find out
whatever information I can get, okay?
And if I come back out here
to the same situation I just did,
I'm either gonna offer you guys lodging
or I'm gonna have escort your asses outta here.
(gentle dramatic music)
Have a seat, please.
(gentle dramatic music)
(gentle upbeat music)
- (clears throat) Thank you.
Thank you for coming.
- I mean, I thought about what you said
the last time we were together.
You were right.
I do need to let go of the resentment.
I mean, what's done is done.
I can't change the past,
but I can work on...
- I'm just so happy to hear you say that.
(gentle upbeat music)
I miss my sister.
- I missed you too.
(gentle upbeat music)
- I know we're trying to move on from the past,
but there's something that I think you need to know.
- What is it?
- Brick was shot.
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And he's in critical condition at Detroit Memorial Hospital.
(gentle dramatic music)
- Damn.
(gentle dramatic music)
I mean, with as much as he hurt me,
I still never wanted to see him dead.
- Shit, I did.
Nah, for real, it's like,
we had the perfect family before that nigga came along
and fucked up our bond.
- Mm-mm.
Girl, Brick did not fuck up our bond, Tiffany did.
Look, I know we weren't in a relationship,
but we share a child.
That alone should've made him off limits to her.
Brick didn't owe me his loyalty, my sister did.
- And I'm sure that's a decision that she regrets making.
- Well, I guess we'll never know.
(gentle dramatic music)
Come on.
- Where we going?
- To see my baby daddy.
(gentle dramatic music)
(gentle dramatic music continues)
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- Ms. Hudson.
- Oh my god, is it my sister?
- No, ma'am, we're still gonna need
to have you make a positive identification.
But from the information that you gave us,
we have reason to believe that it is indeed your sister
that we pulled from the river the other day.
- No.
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- Now I am gonna put the name and address
of the county morgue on the back of my card here.
- Jade. - I already called them,
and let 'em know that you're on your way
to make that identification, ma'am.
(solemn music)
I'm very sorry for your loss.
(solemn music)
And, ma'am, I promise you,
I'll do everything in my power
to find out who's responsible for this.
My number's on the other side of that card.
You need anything at all, you call me directly.
- I can't believe this shit.
(solemn music)
- I'm sorry for your loss.
- Be safe, ma'am.
Mr. Walker, please have a seat.
I'll have another officer come out here
and get some more information from you.
- All right. - Hang tight for me.
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(keyboard clacking)
- This bitch.
(keyboard clacking)
- Excuse me.
- How can I help you?
- The father of my son, Brick Davis,
he's a patient here and we'd like to see him.
- Well, unfortunately, that won't be possible.
- Bitch, didn't I tell your little ass
the last time I was gon' snatch your across this desk,
you kept fucking with me?
- Excuse me.
Do I need to call security
and have your hood rat thrown outta here?
- Bitch. - Okay, hold on, sis.
Relax, okay?
As the mother of his son, I have a right to see him.
- Baby mama does not mean next of kin.
So, unfortunately, you don't have the right to see him.
However, he's no longer a patient here.
- Hold on, he's not here?
I thought his condition was touch and go.
How can he be moved when he's in such a critical state?
- Look, all I know is when I got here to start my shift,
he was gone.
If you wanna know anything else,
you'll have to contact his doctor.
Now if you will excuse me, I have patients.
The exit is that way.
- Keep playing.
Keep fucking playing with me. (receptionist chuckles)
(gentle dramatic music)
- Something is not right.
This is not adding up.
- Well, it never does when it comes to Brick Davis.
Come on.
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(upbeat hip hip music)
- [Boom] What the fuck you doing here?
- What? I can't come see where my baby daddy work?
- Keisha, I tolerate your bullshit in a lot of places,
where I make my money is not one of 'em.
What the fuck do you want?
- Okay, I need a couple dollars for the kids.
I need to get 'em a few things.
- Didn't I just give you some money yesterday?
- Yes, but I needed a few things,
so now I need some more
so I can get something for the kids.
- Keisha, I'm not one of these bitch ass niggas
you can run game on.
I will take care of my kids, but I'm not taking care of you.
You need to find a job by the end of this week.
- A job? - Yeah.
Where responsible motherfuckers get up and go every day.
- I got a job.
I'm a stay-at-home mom.
- Girl, them kids is in school all day,
you feed them fast food way more than you cook,
and my house is barely clean.
What the fuck are you talking about?
- First of all, I'm not cleaning a house
that I'm threatened to get kicked out of every other day
by that bitch Nikki.
Nah, it ain't gonna happen.
- End of the week, Keisha.
- Where the fuck am I supposed to find a job, Boom?
You know I ain't worked since I was 17.
- You gon' figure it out.
I expect you to have something on them bills
at the beginning of the month.
- I mean,
there are other ways I can pay you.
(gentle dramatic music)
- I take payments in cash,
not in pussy.
(gentle dramatic music)
Look, you need to make this last,
because unless it's for my kids,
I ain't giving you shit else.
(gentle dramatic music)
- Bye, baby daddy. - Whatever.
Crazy bitch.
(upbeat hip hop music)
- I thought you'd be moved in Brick's office by now.
- Don't make no sense to move in there,
I'ma have to move right back out.
My dawg will be out the hospital soon.
- Well, I mean, I got a couple clients
coming to the club tonight to check shit out.
- Are you sure these niggas check out?
I don't want the same shit that happened
with Brick and Malik.
- And what was that?
- Let an undercover get too close
and almost fucked everything up.
- Listen, all the shit that me and these niggas got into,
I can guarantee you, these niggas ain't cops.
- Wait, how the fuck you even know these niggas?
You ain't been to Detroit in 10 plus years.
- That you know of?
I have a homegirl that live out here
that I come visit from time to time.
As a matter of fact, I was planning on popping up on her.
Maybe she could just meet me here for drinks.
- She fine like you?
- Just as fine, and just as thick.
- [Boom] Get the fuck out.
- Boom, we need Don Julio at the bar.
- Don't you know how to fucking knock?
- I never knock.
- Well, you do now.
- I'll knock when my boss tells me to.
- Jordan, I made it clear to everybody
that Cash is in charge when I'm not around.
- Right, when you're not around.
- Not around, or have time to deal with workers
who are here to work.
- Look, I'll grab the Don myself and stock it.
All right, Jordan?
- All right. - Thank you.
(upbeat hip hop music)
- Where did you get that "Love & Hip Hop" reject from?
(Boom laughing)
- Look, she cool, man.
I just got her doin' some shit for me in the streets
from time to time, that's it.
- And that's where you should've kept her country ass,
in the street where she belong.
- Get the fuck outta my office, like I said.
And don't slam my goddam
(door slams) door.
Ignorant bitch. (chuckles)
She get on my fuckin' nerve.
(upbeat hip hop music)
- Girl, I'm ready to make some money tonight.
- Girl, I swear.
I hope that one nigga in here
who be giving us all that money.
- You know it. - I know that's right, baby.
(upbeat hip hop music)
- Excuse you, bitch.
- Bitch, this ain't what you want.
- Yeah, me or anyone else.
(upbeat hip hop music)
- Girl, what the fuck wrong with you now?
- That bitch Cash think she running shit around here.
- Girl. - Well, I mean she kind of is.
You were standing right there when Boom said
when he's not around, Cash is in charge.
- When he's not around.
- Honestly, sis,
do you really think bringing that nigga a plate
and fucking on him
is gon' get you treated special around here or something?
- Wait, what? - Yeah.
- Girl, everybody know you fucking Boom, it ain't a secret.
- And we all know that don't mean shit around here,
because there's no type of pussy points.
- Mhmm.
- Why you think Honey ass walk around here mad all the time?
- Well, I'm not honey.
- Who you are doesn't matter.
What your ass is going to be is unemployed
if you don't play your position.
- Honestly, you need to leave that country ass
way of thinking back in the country.
- Mhmm, you're in the train now, babe.
- Welcome to the Dirty D, baby.
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(mellow bass thumping music)
* I'm in my prime, I'm feeling like Steph *
* Taking my shot * - Here you go.
Let me know if you need anything else.
- I'll take that number. - I'm sorry?
- You said if I need anything else.
How about your number?
- I don't give my number out to customers.
(mellow bass thumping music)
And what's this for?
- That's for the drink.
And since I'm no longer your customer,
I'll take your number.
(mellow bass thumping music)
* I gotta talk on this shit *
* I swear I told em I'm him *
* I feel like I'm in the league, yeah *
* I just keep making these hits *
* Took a little break, but I swear that I'm back *
* Go and ask anybody who put a city on the map *
* Labels tryna call when they send the contract *
* But I never reply unless it's in it for the max *
* Everything I said, man, they know it's all facts *
* Told 'em if they want a verse, they gon' get taxed *
* Told 'em last year that I'm coming for it all *
* Go and check the numbers, dawg, I'm putting up stats, yeah *
* I'm in my prime, I'm feeling like Steph *
- I got your favorite drink for you.
- Such a sweetheart.
So what's up with you?
You been acting real funny lately.
I've been hitting you up.
You act like you ain't fucking with me.
- It ain't like that.
I just been having a lot of shit going on.
- Like what? Some bills.
You know I got you.
- Nah, money ain't the problem.
(mellow bass thumping music)
Bitches trying to interfere with it is.
- So what you doing tonight?
You wanna link?
- Yeah, but not for money.
I need a favor much bigger than that.
- Whatever you need, baby, you know I got you.
- Bet.
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(dramatic music)
(phone ringing distantly)
(heels thumping)
- [Clyde] What's going on, man?
- Counselor, how you doing today?
- Good, how you feeling? - Hey, good here.
- I'm ready to see my client.
- What's the name?
- Brittney Banks.
- All right, have a seat, I'll let 'em know you're here.
- All right, man, appreciate it, my man.
- No problem.
(door latch clicks)
- Who are you?
- [Clyde] Clyde Spencer, I'm your attorney.
- Are you court appointed?
- Does this suit and this $500 tie look motherfucking
court appointed to you?
- Excuse me? - You right, I apologize.
I done had a long week.
And the only reason why I'm here
is out of a favor for a friend.
So it looks like you're being charged
with the murder of a Tru Price.
- Look, he would've killed my friend if I did not shoot him!
I swear that shit was just outta self defense!
- Calm down, OJ.
So apparently the police found this
at the scene of the crime.
Do you recognize it?
- This?
This is my bracelet.
- With your fingerprints all over it.
- Fuck!
- So the only way you can get up out of this
is if they happen to throw the evidence out
or if it mysteriously disappeared.
- And what are the chances of that?
- I've seen stranger things happen.
So you got a hearing next week.
- Look, I need you to get me out of hearing ASAP.
- And I'ma try my best.
And if, and when I do,
you gon' owe me.
For real.
(gentle dramatic music)
You have a good day now.
(gentle dramatic music)
(gentle R&B music)
- What's so funny?
- Life.
- Life?
- I have dedicated my entire adult life
to raising my three kids, then the grandkids.
- Which is commendable.
- Yeah, commendable and lonely.
I have just about given up the thought of ever dating again,
or even settling down.
- I get it, kids can be a little taxing on relationships.
- You got kids? - I do, a baby girl.
Six years old.
Me and her mom, we got joint custody.
- Mm, six, that's about the age of my grandkids.
Maybe we could set up a play date or something one day.
- Yeah, we should do that.
Are your kids, any of 'em still in the house?
- Oh, hell no.
Oh, no, I had to put my foot down, okay?
Especially with my daughter, Keisha.
Like, I love my daughter and I love my grandkids,
but it's time for me to start living my own life.
- Okay, Stella, better get your groove back.
- Okay?
No, but seriously,
I thought I was headed in that direction,
just to get blown off a couple months later.
- Which is a decision I'm sure he's gonna regret.
- You think so?
- Do I think so?
Sweetheart, I know so,
'cause what man wouldn't regret
dropping the ball on a woman like you
only for a man like me to pick you up?
(gentle R&B music)
- Mm.
(gentle music)
- Sis, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry I didn't protect you
like a big sister is supposed to. (sniffs)
You just came back into my life,
only to get snatched away like this.
(gentle music)
I'm so fucking sick and tired of everybody that I love
either getting shot up or dead.
(gentle music)
I think it's just time for me
to get the fuck up out this city.
- Well, this ain't the fucking Breeze I know.
The Breeze I know, don't run from shit.
- I'm not running.
I'm just gracefully bowing out.
- Same thing.
- My sister is dead.f
Bri...
My best customer is shot up.
Ain't shit else left here for me.
- Well, Brick may have been one of your top customers,
but finding work in the city is rare.
Before my brother was killed,
he told me how fucked up shit is here.
- This city being fucked up, don't surprise me at all.
It's a fucked up city.
Jade is gone.
I lost my sister.
Hell, you've lost your brother.
I'm surprised you even wanna stay here
considering everything we lost.
- That's because I'm not focused
on what this bitch ass city took from us!
I'm focused on what the city can give us back.
- Look, I gotta find out what the fuck happened to Jade
before I could do any kind of business.
- I'm already on it.
I got my brother's peoples'
ears in the streets collecting info.
Listen to me, now is not the time
for you to start switching up on how the way we move, huh?
I'll handle things on this end.
I just need for you to set up a few minutes.
- I'll make a few calls.
(gentle dramatic music)
You coming?
- Yeah, I just need a few minutes
to say my final goodbyes to Jade.
- I'll see you later. - All right.
(gentle dramatic music)
This shit is not going according to plan.
(gentle dramatic music)
Rest easy, baby girl.
(gentle dramatic music)
* Yeah, all my life I told 'em I would do this *
* Now I done it *
* Even as a child, they tell me, that boy up to something *
* Now I see 'em out, they ask me how the music coming *
* If I told 'em what I gross *
* I know they'd think it's so disgusting *
* Told 'em, matter fact, I said *
* I'd rather not discuss it *
* Seem like every day I got another check that's coming *
- Damn, you don't look like a nigga
with a half-naked chick dancin' in front of him, boy.
- What I look like is a nigga who girl been missing
and ain't nobody telling me shit!
- Calm that shit down, nigga.
Don't take your frustrations out on me.
Shit, I'm going through the same shit.
Kyra ass missing.
- Kyra?
Nigga, India got kidnapped!
I seen that shit with my own eyes, nigga!
Your bitch ran off with her ex-nigga.
Ain't the same shit, my nigga. - You know what?
I was just coming to check on a fucking friend, that's it.
Maybe I'm using the word friend too loosely.
- I ain't trying to hear all that shit right now!
Only thing I'm concerned about is the information
to find India.
- It's crazy to be on this side, huh?
- [Ice] What side?
- The side that need information,
opposed to the one that's always giving it.
You know, like an informant does?
(upbeat hip hop music)
(Treasure clears throat)
- Who the fuck is you?
- I'm Treasure, Brittney's friend.
The one that called you when she got locked up.
- Okay, what's up? - Did you get her a lawyer?
- What type of fucking question is that?
- A realistic one.
Since everybody and everything always coming before her.
- You don't know shit about me or our situation.
- Man, trust me, I know enough.
- Since you know so much,
you'll know I got on one of the top lawyers in the city.
She'll be out real soon.
- And what makes you so sure?
- 'Cause I got enough information on people
that if she don't,
they gon' be in there with her.
- Man, I hope you right.
- [Ice] I'm Ice, I'm always right.
- You got a problem with thick girls or something?
- Nah, they just always hard to come by.
- Or maybe you just not looking in the right places.
(upbeat hip hop music)
(traffic droning faintly)
- What sides come with the roasted chicken dinner?
- Ain't the sides on the menu?
- I don't think I like your attitude.
- Well, you're here for the food, not my attitude,
so would you like to order? - Pardon me, please.
Excuse me, I'm the manager here,
and I sincerely apologize for the customer service,
or the lack thereof.
For the inconvenience, I'll be taking 50% off of your bill,
and I'll get someone right over to take your order.
- Thank you, I'm glad someone here
cares about customer satisfaction.
- My pleasure, sir.
Keisha.
Can I have a word with you?
- Sure.
- You talking to customers like that,
completely unacceptable.
- He asked me a question, I gave him an answer.
- Uh-uh, not with that tone.
Especially not with this hood rat demeanor.
If you wanna keep this job,
I suggest you figure it out and get it together.
Consider this your first and last warning.
Do I make myself clear?
- I guess.
- Consider this your first and final warning.
Get back to work.
- This is exactly why I don't do this shit.
(faint upbeat music)
Good afternoon, how may I help you?
- How about we start with a smile?
- That's not on the menu.
- Not the feeling type, okay, I get it.
- Not unless I have to be.
Now do you know what you want?
Are you ready to order or should I just come back?
- You haven't worked in a while have you?
- What? - Nah, I'm saying,
I can tell by the way you're standing
that you're not used to being on your feet for a long time.
- What if I had a sit-down office job?
- [Customer] With that fucked up attitude? Nah.
- Excuse me.
- I'm just saying, like for real,
can you imagine yourself
as like a customer service representative
on the phones talking about,
"Bitch, I said you better pay $104
or I'ma cut your shit off now, period"?
See? See, you do got a pretty smile.
I knew it,
and now, yes, I'm ready to order.
- Okay. - All right.
Let me get the Cajun chicken wrap,
a large Coke, and your number.
- And why would I give you that?
- Because I can tell you don't wanna be here,
and, baby, I'm the man that can make that happen.
- Is that right?
(faint upbeat music)
- Put your number in the phone and find out.
(faint upbeat music)
- Oh my god, my bad, I'm so sorry.
I was not paying attention to where I was going.
- You sure the fuck wasn't.
- Look like you had to get you a real job, huh?
Now that them fraudulent ass
child support checks stopped coming.
- Girl, mind your fucking business.
- By the way, how are the kids?
- They're fine.
I mean, I would ask how your baby's doing,
but I forgot you lost it.
- You know you a shady ass bitch.
- Who was even the father of your baby anyway, Lashay?
- Well, unlike you, I know exactly who my baby father was.
- Mm, girl, no the fuck you didn't.
See, Terrance couldn't even have kids.
- What are you talking about?
- Yeah, you see, he didn't know that of course,
but they found out his condition the last time
he went in for his annual exam.
- Well, if that's the case,
why would Terrance keep paying child support
for kids that he knew wasn't his?
- Girl, you are naiver than you look.
Of course, he didn't know, duh.
I just made sure to get rid of, you know,
all the evidence that they were sending to the house
about coming in to see.
- You know what?
You are one evil ass, conniving ass bitch.
- Okay, and what that make you?
I mean, look on the bright side,
at least you don't have to worry
about who the father of your child is,
you know, unlike me.
(gentle dramatic music)
- Fired.
(gentle dramatic music) - Fuck.
(gentle dramatic music)
(door thuds)
(door latch clicks)
(gentle dramatic music)
- What the fuck?
(gentle dramatic music)
Nobody's in the fucking cemetery.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(bass thumps) - What the fuck is you doing
in my girl's house?
* One time for the hometown, I got love for it, that's real *
* Two times for the haters, man *
* 'Cause I know just how the shit feel *
* Three times for my family, dawg *
* 'Cause this shit done paid our bills *
* And I get four times my net worth *
* From a year ago with no deals *
* Did it all by myself, I don't need nothing *
* Dropped a hundred songs, I'ma keep coming *
* 'Member times they wouldn't reply *
* Now they all hit me like they need something *
* Labels hit me, now they see something *
* But I told em all, you ain't seen nothing *
* I been putting all the work in *
* If you ain't sowing with me, you ain't reap nothing *
* How it is, I don't make the codes *
* Gas it up, shit about to blow *
* Make a million, I got a million flows *
* On my million shit with a million goals *
* Time ticking, now I hear it, dawg *
* I don't say it, but I seen it all *
* Seen the posts and I seen the hate *
* So when they hit me now, I ignore the calls *
* No time for it, just being honest *
* Way back, I said I got it *
* Same guy, same shit *
* Nothing changed, except the pockets *
* Money came, I got the profits *
* Bet it all, put it on this *
* In the past, I said I'm next *
* But I'm here now, I was being modest *
* One time for the hometown, I got love for it, that's real *
* Two times for the haters, man, *
* 'Cause I know just how the shit feel *
* Three times for my family, dawg *
* 'Cause this shit done paid our bills *
* And I get four times my net worth *
* From a year ago with no deals *
* One time for the hometown, I got love for it, that's real *
* Two times for the haters, man, *
* 'Cause I know just how the shit feel *
* Three times for my family, dawg *
* 'Cause this shit done paid our bills *
* And I get four times my net worth *
* From a year ago with no deals *
(upbeat hip hop music)