Janky Promoters

Get the fuck out of the way. I said get the fuck out of the way.

Move, goddamn it!

Come on, man! Shit!

Move it, suckers! Move it!

Come on, move! Move!

Get in, man!

There they go.

Bitch, move!

Goddamn!

All we was trying to do

is bring a nice little rap shov, to Modesto, California,

and this is the fucking thanks we get.

You know what, im-a start from the begining.

Hush.

Russell.

Russell Redds, wake up.

- Russell! - What?

- What time did you get in last night? - I don't know.

'Bout 1:30, 2:00. What's up?

Did you go in my purse?

What purse?

You think you slick, but you not.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Told you, I ain't got nothing

to contribute to your little rap show tonight.

FYI, if you didn't get the memo,

I got the money for tonight.

All I was looking for was just a little support

from my woman, that's it.

Baby, you know I support you.

You just can't spend none of this money.

I don't need none of that money.

I'm papered out. Modesto's finest.

You forgot who you in love with?

Fuck.

Hello.

You still asleep?

Wake your ass up, man. We gotta pick up that van.

Man, what time is it, man? Shit!

6:45. Get up. Where you at?

6:45 in the morning?

No. 6:45 at night. Where you at?

We gotta go pick up these dudes from the airport at noon,

so don't be fucking around.

You know these rappers ain't got no damn patience.

I'm gonna come pick you up at your apartment.

I got a condo. It's a condo!

Yeah, okay. Whatever, man.

Hey, Regina, wake up. Regina!

- What? - We overslept!

- Shit! - Shit!

Jellyroll, why didn't you wake me up?

Shit, I overslept too. Shit.

Ronnie is gonna kill me. Come on, we gotta go.

You gotta take me home.

After that second nut, I was done!

You always nutting before me.

- Shit, man. - And I get nothing.

I know that pussy got a lot of miles on it now.

- Yeah, and you put 'em on there. - And a whole lotta other thugs.

You gotta take me home. Ronnie's gonna kill you.

First he was gonna kill you, now he gonna kill me?

Ronnie's been wanting to shoot you ever since high school.

Come on, let's go.

You the one who married the fucking police.

- There she is. - Roll camera.

I'm Kevin Maline with the TV show So Busted.

- Can I ask you a few questions? - My God, it's So Busted.

- Open the door! - That's my man!

I see you on TV! What's up, baby?

Why are you cheating on your husband Ronnie

with this very skinny and ugly man? Do you think that's right?

- No comment. - Skinny and ugly!

You Yorkshire terrier-looking motherfucker!

- I'm the Ebony man. - Open the door, Jellyroll.

No, no more! You better run!

I'm not running in these heels. Open the damn door!

Obviously you like his equipment better than your husband's.

That's right, I've been knocking a line in that pussy for years.

- Open the door! - Regina, please.

Answer the question. Your husband has a right to know.

No comment. Jellyroll, open the door.

- On the other side, guys. - We're moving.

I gotta get home, Jellyroll!

You know that this is a married woman?

Do you know that I don't give a fuck?

Hey, fuck all this. Tonight, Jellyroll Entertainment,

Russell Redds, Young Jeezy tonight.

That's right, Jellyroll Entertainment. Russell Redds.

- We doing it big, baby. - Jellyroll, let's go!

You have no respect for this woman or her marriage.

'My God, it's him!

It's your husband. No!

Go, go, go, go, go!

I love you, Regina.

I'm-a kill you, Jellyroll!

- I'm hit! - Shit! Kevin's been hit!

Call an ambulance.

- Stay right there, Kevin. - Sir, are you all right?

- You all right? - I'm okay.

- It just grazed me. - I am so... so sorry.

Please tell me we got that on tape.

Yeah, no. We definitely missed that, Kevin.

Dispatch!

This is Dispatch. What is it now, Ronnie?

Excuse me, do you have any tissue?

Yeah.

Yeah, baby.

All right, baby, I'm going.

I'll see you later.

Hey. Good luck.

I don't need none.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm a big daddy.

Gotcha.

Semore.

Semore!

Get your ass up.

What you doing? Get up.

I'm asleep, Dad. What's the matter?

Why you ain't up practicing your routine for tonight?

That's what's the matter.

How the fuck you gonna be like Lil' Wayne if you sleep all morning?

Lil' Wayne sleep all morning too.

Yeah, but he rich, nigga. You ain't shit.

- Yet. - Don't wanna hear no lip, son.

You know I still got you under contract.

Yeah, I know. Six albums.

Six albums.

That's publishing and mel_chandise.

You feel me? All right.

How many dances you got?

I got mo.

They fine?

- Yeah? - Yes, sir.

No ugly dances, man. They gotta be fine with ass.

You already know I can't handle ugly girls onstage with me.

Them booty shorts, too. I like that.

That's what we want, ass.

My eyes burnin'. What's that smell?

That's that new cologne I'm trying out. You like it?

Smell like pepper spray.

Now get up, man, and practice your routine.

I want you tight, and I'm gonna be back to check on those dancers.

- All right. - Yeah.

Get your swag up, man.

You need to check on that cologne, Pop.

Goddamn it.

Where's Michael Vick when you need him?

Biscuit. Get out the way!

What y'all doing?

Go! Get the hell outta the way. Shit!

Hey, Mom.

What the fuck you want, Russell?

Girl, why you got to be so mean?

I brought you something.

Thanks, baby.

Smell good again. What y'all cooking?

Crack. Wanna help?

Nah, I got to make some runs today.

- How you doing, Ms. Ann? - Hey, baby.

You see that blue car up the street?

Yeah, they still up there.

Goddamn Feds been messin' with me all morning.

Bitch can't make a decent dollar nowadays.

You wonder why? Y'all need to slow down.

You know what I mean?

Women your age should be thinking about menopause.

Y'all been slinging crack since the '60s, Momma.

Boy, don't ever let me see you fix your mouth to say that.

Me and Ms. Ann been slinging since the 'GOs.

Double-ups, half ounces, ounces, grams, kilos,

burrs, chickens, eagles, bricks, boulders,

cake, weight, hard, soft.

However you want it, nigger.

Fish scales! Whatever.

Just hit me on my Blackberry.

See? Y'all getting too old for this shit.

What do you want? You fixing to get on my nerves.

You breaking my concentration.

Y'all know tonight's the night, right?

No. To do what?

I do that big show over at the Mercy Theatre tonight.

Well, what do you do?

I'm a promoter, Momma.

Me and Jellyroll, we been doing this for, like, four years now.

Well, you must not be any good. Why we ain't heard about the show?

'Cause y'all are too old to be worried about hip-hop.

Y'all need to be worried about when Al Green coming to town.

Well, can I tell you no right now before you ask,

'cause I know what you want.

Come on, Momma. Look.

All I need is a one-day loan, the kind you be giving out.

How short are you?

Now, I got to pay for the building,

I got to get the hotels,

and, you know, these rappers be having all kind of requests,

so, you know, we about 9500 in the hole.

Ninety-five hundred!

Why don't you spend your Aruba money instead of wasting it on Aruba?