Nineteen Summers

- This is De'Andre, say hi, baby.

Look at that smile.

I love my baby boy with all my heart and all my soul.

He wasn't brought into this world to be chased

by no white police, or to be shot and chased down

like no goddamned dog either.

He also wasn't made to be in nobody's prison.

I love my baby, don't fuck with mine.

You're so perfect.

Robert get over here.

- I'm really happy you came to De'Andre's birthday party.

- I wouldn't have missed it for anything.

- I just hope they turn out to be best friends.

- Me too, I have a feeling that they will.

- Long as you don't go moving out the city on me.

- It's not in the plans, I'm in school right now

working hard on my nursing degree.

You know, something I can always make money doing.

- Long as you don't go moving to like,

Lancaster or Vegas.

- Girl, I'm not moving to no hot ass desert

or the South, that's out.

You see my baby right over there,

little Robert, he don't fit in into nobody's South.

- Soon Robert and De'Andre gon' be little men.

I just wanna be able to support him.

- People be moving to the hood for low-cost rent.

If it's too good to be true--

- I rather work two jobs and do what I gotta do

than to have my boy end up in that trap.

That endless trap that his daddy is going through.

I know what you mean.

- It's like that man license being taking away

for child support, I ain't even tell on him.

With early convictions to get you into the system early

and lightning fast.

I wanna avoid all of that.

I be doing the same.

Working, not selling my pussy for a few lousy dollars.

I can't do it.

- Hallelujah, 'cause we damn sure better than that.

A lot better.

What's up with your girl?

I heard she a striper now

and can't keep that shit out her nose.

- She's all right, she is my friend.

Okay.

- I mean, you really think she wanna be doing

that stripping shit?

She hate it, she just feel like she gotta do

what she gotta do.

- She need to check in somebody school, you did.

- School is not for everybody, Angel.

Hoes need to pick up a book

and get they reading levels up.

What's wrong Ebony?

Nothing much.

I have goals, I fell like I got pregnant too soon,

I know my child needs his daddy.

That's something I know.

I have so many things I wanna do.

I wanna be rich and I'm not talking

pay check to pay check neither.

That's what's up Ebony.

So just promise you not gon' move out of LA on me.

I promise girl.

- Dear God, please grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change.

Give me the courage to accept the things I can

and the wisdom to know the differences.

Thank you for keeping me and my mama,

Diamond and my baby girl, Jenny, out of trouble.

Amen.

¶ Backpacks, big guns and backpacks ¶

¶ Big guns and backpacks ¶

¶ Big guns and backpacks ¶

¶ Big guns and backpacks ¶

¶ Big gun and backpacks ¶

¶ I just got my mack back, my mack ¶

- Nigga what you want, what's up with that?

- Don't sneak up on me like that again, Shady Melvin.

You almost blew your goddamn head off.

Man, relax man, listen,

I was just coming to find out if you wanna go

on a lick with me.

This nigga, move, move.

Nigga, I already done told you,

I don't rob black people no more.

I hustle for mine now, cuz.

Get the fuck up outta here.

You sure?

Yeah, nigga, I'm sure.

Get the fuck up outta here.

¶ I'm from the set ¶

¶ Where most niggas' mommas and drug heads ¶

¶ Hungry little zombies but we honor the blood shed ¶

¶ I'm from the set ¶

¶ To all my niggas you can find in the mud dead ¶

¶ A couple gotta do as much time as the judge said ¶

¶ I'm from the set ¶

¶ The little kids can't play in yards ¶

¶ And everyday's a blessing, so we praying, Lord ¶

¶ Can't foot it 'round the set so we stay in cars ¶

¶ My feet like the Houston Hs they stay in stars, nigga ¶

¶ Orange chucks selling ¶

¶ Laces fat ¶ - Hey.

¶ I'm from the where most niggas catch cases at ¶

- I've been texting you all morning.

Did you get it?

Yeah here.

¶ So me and the guns at the same place and place is hot ¶

¶ It's a cold ¶ - It's all yours.

Ay, I'm cooking.

So how much cook can I put in there?

Ranch said like seven.

- Oh bet, yeah, he good.

Hey Linda.

What's up my nigga, how you doing?

Chilling.

Ay that nigga Melvin came over here looking for you again.

- Yeah, I seen that nigga earlier.

And you know, I don't trust that motherfucker.

- Hey cuz, came over here twice

looking for your ass.

You know, I don't know why

that nigga think I'm a bitch.

And that nigga stay trippin'.

Fuck (speaking away from mic).

Ay Linda.

Ay, where the fuck is Linda's ass at?

- Shit, she should be up her room.

Cuz, did you get my text?

Yeah nigga, we back on.

What the fuck is the problem?

- Nigga the police came by here earlier.

Nigga for real, what they say?

You sound dumb.

- We ain't even answer nigga, chill out.

What's up?

Check yourself.

- Linda where the fuck you been at?

Fell asleep, D.

- I've been calling you for five minutes.

What's up?

- Look I got a sample, how much money you got?

- I ain't got no money, you said it was a sample.

- I'll have money tomorrow when I go shopping.

- Look, look, I don't give a fuck.

Go get the tools.

I got 'em.

- Look I don't even know how long I can sit on the dope.

¶ Hungry little zombies, but we honor the bloodshed ¶

¶ I'm from the set ¶

¶ To all my niggas you can find in the mud dead ¶

¶ A couple do as much time as the judge said ¶

¶ I'm from the set ¶

¶ Where most niggas mommas is drug heads ¶

¶ Hungry little zombies ¶

- My nigga what's that you listening to?

¶ I'm from the set, to all my niggas ¶

Check that shit out, man.

¶ In the mud dead, ¶

¶ A couple gotta do as much time as the judge said ¶

- Remember that Mexican nigga, Danny?

He made the beat.

- Check that shit out, D. - Serious.

Shit, hey, that's what's up.

- It's some shit you like? - Stacked.

- Danny been working on-- - My nigga Danny.

- You know that Mexican dude?. - Yeah, that nigga Danny,

that nigga got that shit, right.

Let me listen to that shit.

Yeah, ay, get him wearing

headphones. - Let me see that shit.

- Fuck with it, I'm cook,

I'm cutting the dope to the beat.

- Y'all rock with that. - Ay, we gotta get

on that shit, for sure.

Yeah man, one hundo,

I got you, I got you. - Hit that nigga up.

- Ay, I'm serious, hit that nigga up, that shit hard.

Look at Linda.

What the fuck?

- Man, that's a damn shame.

Linda.

Linda.

Linda.

What the fuck?

- Can't believe this shit. - She dead?

- Check if she still breathing.

I ain't touching that bitch.

Fuck outta here, nigga.

Dude what the fuck we gon' do?

She ain't dead.

Watch out, y'all niggas is stupid.

Nigga, wait, wait, hold on.

What you 'bout to do?

- Nigga this shit got tumeric in it.

Fitting to wake her ass up.

Watch out man, calm down.