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So look, I got a message
that we finna be popping up in Natalie crib today.
About time.
- I'm finna go make sure I hide all the knives.
- Lord. - Because the other girls
are coming over.
- Yeah, then she start telling the producer like,
"Oh, just put her in the car and send her away."
Like, "I'm not supposed to get treated either, bitch?"
So I just slapped her with the blanket,
the hospital blanket
real fast.
Like, "Biggie, stop playing with me, you big-ass monster."
- I really, really, really, really, really,
really feel like you lying,
I don't know. - About what?
About you having a miscarriage.
- I started throwing up, gotten sick, whatever.
I just feel like you lying,
I cannot believe you. - But I'm not.
I don't know.
- One thing about it, you can't come in here
and try to practice no sisterhood
after you done start trouble with a lot of these bitches
and you be lying about shit.
Bring the popcorn,
this finna get good.
You a lying-ass bitch,
you a lying-ass bitch.
She coming up off
that chain, let's get it. - We're not letting her leave.
And she not leaving
without giving her her chain.
The chain.
Lying-ass bitch.
Get your chain, Mariah.
Fuck that.
Where it's at?
Where it's at? - Go get your chain.
- Where it's at? - I don't have that shit, bro.
- Where it's at? - Fuck that bitch up.
Where it's at?
- Mariah. - Get that motherfucker.
Get your chain, Mariah.
- Back up. - Back up.
- That's it, that's it. - There you go.
It was just getting crazy,
and I'm looking at Smiley like,
"Damn, girl, you got yourself into some shit."
- Still don't got her chain. - You don't got shit,
get the chain. - She still don't got
her chain.
- I just had a whole miscarriage yesterday, for real.
- Mariah, Mariah. - Give her her chain,
give her chain. - I just had a miscarriage
yesterday. - Give her the chain.
- Mariah, Mariah. - Give her her chain.
- Come get this chain. - Give her the chain.
- Come get this chain, bitch. - All right, it's cool.
- Come get this chain, bitch. - It's cool.
Come on, bro.
- Come get the chain, Mariah. - I just had a whole.
Mariah, Mariah,
get that chain. - There you go.
- Give her the chain. - Get the chain.
- Get that chain. - Bitch.
- Take the chain. - Let the shit go.
- Get the chain. - Let the shit go.
It's hurting my hand.
Hurting your hand, bitch?
Before I bust your ass.
Get that goddamn chain.
Let that chain go.
- This giving like I'm in the projects back at home.
I love this shit.
Poor Smiley, you keep putting yourself
in these fucked-up situations.
Can't nobody save you.
Yeah, Mariah, I got your chain,
bitch. - Get the chain.
I just had a whole
miscarriage, for real, bro. - That's what
I'm talking about, bitch.
Go get the chain.
Get the chain. - I got the chain.
Mariah, go get that chain.
I got the chain.
Mariah, go get that chain.
- Thank you. - Mariah.
I got it, there we go.
Bitch, you coming up off this tonight.
Go ahead, give her her chain.
Let me get a video.
Hold on, Sapphire, Sapphire. - There you go.
There you go.
I got Smiley chain. - Go ahead,
put the chain on her. - For Mariah.
Call it a robbery, call it whatever the fuck y'all want.
No, it's not.
No, it's not.
She took her shit
and made a ring for her son,
so you finna give yours up.
An eye for a eye, ho.
I'm finna break this.
- Okay, no, no, no, no, no. - This not the room, bro.
This not the room, bro.
- Here you go, the fuck? - I dare a bitch to touch me.
I wish a bitch the fuck would.
- I wish the fuck you would. - I wish a bitch would.
There you go. - Hold on, Mariah.
You got it. - That's a nice one too.
It really is, and I got my pendant.
And it's real.
- Yeah. - Since yours was fake,
this one real. - That's the real shit
right there. - This shit real.
- That's how you get your fucking chain, bitch.
Nah, and I beat her ass.
- Yes, the fuck? - Yeah.
All of this is not because of a pendant,
it's not because of the clout-chasing
and consistent fucking annoyance of Smiley.
It is solely because of my sister,
and behind my sister I will step.
So since you so big, bitch,
I'ma show you big.
Big Mariah Lynn,
not the little one, ho.
- Do you need ice? - Just get out, bro, for real.
- What do you need? - Nah, bro, I'm straight, bro.
That shit crazy, bro.
A nigga feel like shit
and y'all did some weird shit.
All that bullying shit,
we not doing it today. - Bitch.
Y'all ain't doing it while I'm here.
You wanna be a fucking bully, bitch,
we gonna bully the bullies, ho.
- I snatched up. - We gonna bully
the bullies, bitch.
- You wanna take a fade? - No, bro.
You wanna take a fade with her?
Nah, I don't feel good,
I don't fucking feel good.
I'm soaked in blood, bro. - But listen, but listen.
I'm soaked in fucking blood, bro.
I got fucking blood
on my pussy. - Listen.
I just lost, legit.
This shit feel uncomfortable.
Nah, bro, that's why I've been trying
to go to the crib, bro. - Listen, listen, listen.
That's weird, bro, please,
respectfully, get out my face, bro.
I felt like I didn't have a voice.
I felt like I couldn't explain what really happened.
I just didn't have the energy to speak up
and stand in there, or fight, or any of that.
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