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Steady.
Pico Boulevard.
At Rene's Building Shop in the building next to the location.
- (DOGS BARKING) - Suspects are seen climbing out...
(ON TV) Violent street gangs from Los Angeles
are now trafficking in drugs in cities far from their own turf.
Crips, the bloods.
Has enabled the gangs to become richer,
better armed and better organized.
Drugs are menacing our society.
The war on drugs is focused on crack, the super-addictive...
The Los Angeles police department's crash program.
They will have no dark alleyways to hide in.
(ON TV) I, Lieutenant Colonel North,
I don't recall that conversation.
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
I'm about to give you this right here.
Yeah?
Who is it?
You know who it is.
Open the fucking door.
Open the door.
- Hurry up, man. Open the fucking door. - (LOCKS CLICKING)
What's up, cuz?
What's up, homie?
A'ight.
E.
So, wassup with you and this code knock
and asking me to say my name at the door?
We don't trust you motherfuckers.
What y'all tryin' to do?
Oh, you ain't heard? Best runner got cracked.
Sent his young ass up to YA.
That's sad.
Fuck that gotta do with me?
Hey, Tasha!
I'm right here.
Hey, get this dude a 40.
God.
Hurry up!
Nigga, I look thirsty?
I look thirsty to you?
Here.
Bitch, I just said I wasn't thirsty!
Hold up. Why you gotta be so ruthless, Eric?
I'm straight.
What, y'all don't want something to drink?
You want some pussy?
Not from these little strawberry bitches you got up in here.
I want my fucking money. Where the money at?
Fuck you being so disrespectful in my house for, cuz?
Nigga, this a dope house that you already disrespecting.
Yeah, we good.
So bottom line is we short...
So you gonna have to let us hold onto that.
Oh, yeah?
Well, my people sitting right across the street from your mama house right now.
Cause if I don't show up, they gonna show out.
Greenleaf, right? That's the street she stay on?
You really wanna take it there?
You already took it there.
Shit, it's one time. They got a battering ram.
Get to the back, Rock! Hey, man, get to the back!
They better not find a motherfucking thing!
Get all that shit up in the roof.
- Hurry up! - (GRUNTING)
Man, get to the back!
- You know what to do with it. - Yeah.
Keisha!
What's taking you so long? - Shit.
Hurry up!
Step up, girl!
Tasha!
- (BARKING) Go, go, go!
- (BARKING) Oh, shit.
Fuckin' dog.
My life, my life, my life.
In the sunshine.
Everybody loves the sunshine.
Sunshine.
Everybody loves the sunshine
What happened?
Whatcha mean? What happened with what?
Andre, boy, don't play with me.
Do you even care how it makes me look?
Called in favors to get your thoughtless ass
- an interview and you can't even show up? - (GROANS)
Look, I'm sorry, Ma. I just...
I got so caught up in this DJ stuff, I forgot.
You have a child, Andre.
Spinnin' records ain't paying none of the bills around here.
Whatchu talkin' about? I get paid.
$50. So that makes you rich?
It's a start. Damn!
Why you riding me so hard?
I'm not riding you, baby. I'm trying to make you understand.
And you know how I run my house.
Now you gonna have to go to school or you gonna have to go to work.
Now I don't even care if you are a janitor.
I don't care what the hell you do...
Long as I own the company. I know, I know.
But you don't own the company.
- Lonzo does. - Okay.
You think we're done here?
- Yeah, I mean, you keep... - You got something to say to me?
You don't care what I'm fightin' for, okay?
I already know what I want to do with my life
and it definitely ain't sitting in some cubicle,
taking orders on a bullshit-ass job.
Shut up!
People used to tell me I was too young when I had you.
Said I wouldn't be shit.
Said you wouldn't be shit.
Now, I worked my ass off to get us here,
and I refuse to let you throw it all away.
Hey, I grabbed some of your stuff.
Good lookin' out, T.
When you comin' back?
Man, I don't even know.
Got a lotta things to figure out.
Can I come with you?
Really?
You've been crying this whole time about us sharing a room.
- And now you wanna come with me. - (LAUGHS)
Man, get out of here.
You know Mom. She just...
She just want the best for you.
Hey, I know that, T.
But check this out, I want the best for me too.
Ar'ight?
That mean I gotta go.
Look, when I get set up right,
I'mma bring you with me.
Don't even worry about it. I'mma have you in Miami.
- (CHUCKLES) - For real?
- You gotta get me in Miami. - Yeah, man.
Don't play, man. Get me somewhere.
Hey, I'll call you later.
For now, stay your little ass outta trouble.
Yeah, yeah.
Hey, nah. For real.
- Ar'ight, bruh. - Ar'ight.
What you been up to, Cube?
Shit, writin' rhymes.
You a poet now?
The flyest one you know, nigga.
This nigga. Okay. I'll see you.
- Hi, Mr. Davis. - Hi.
I wish somebody would try me though.
That's all I'm saying. You feel me?
- Hey! - Shit, nigga! Come here!
Hey, what up, cuz?
What up, cuz? (LAUGHING)
Whatcha doin', nigga?
Hey, cuz!
What up?
Wassup?
What's good, nigga?
All good? Hey, what up, cuz?
Crip!
Get outta here, man. You old mark-ass.
You see that shit?
Shut it down!
Open up the goddamn door, man.
What's going on?
Shut the fuck up, blood.
Y'all niggas ready to die today?
Don't get quiet now.
All that shit y'all was throwin' up out the window?
What's up with it, huh?
You didn't think we saw that, huh?
Let me see how you do that shit again. Let me see.
I was just playin', man, I swear. I was only playin', man.
You think niggas out here are playin'? Huh?
Niggas die every day.
I kill Crips for breakfast.
Don't you ever put your motherfucking hands up on no school bus, nigga.
You understand me?
- Yeah. - Huh?
Yeah.
Y'all motherfuckers need to gang bang them books
instead of tryin' to be somethin' y'all ain't.
Shit, you never know.
'Cause I might be the one to kill your motherfucking ass.
Remember me.
O.G. Two Tone, Crenshaw Mafia, blood.
Yo, Dre and Jinx in there?
Yup, they in there.
- Hey, Auntie. - Hi, baby.
- How you doin'? - Just fine.
- Lavetta, where Dre and Jinx at? - They're in the back.
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