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(dramatic music)
(upbeat music)
- [Toddrick] Man, my pops told me life could get crazy,
but who knew, this shit could go down.
In life you've got two choices, left or right?
Not in this goddamn new millennial world.
You can go inside, up, down, to the corner,
lean, tilt, all types of shit.
And every move you make is one you're going to pay for.
I'm just trying to get the less bill.
This is how it all started.
This is me, Toddrick Franks, big toot.
Ladies call me Teddy Todd.
You know, life was good for a small time hustler like myself
until I ran into Quanita's boyfriend
that just got out of prison.
He thinks I'm her new booty.
So he want to kill my ass.
Now I'm on the run.
Broke, stanky socks, all that.
(hip hop beats)
♪ Strictly for the niggas that pay dues ♪
(hip hop beats)
♪ He ain't paid no dues ♪
♪ Consider your self respect ♪
This is Quanita's boyfriend,
Tyrone, ex convict, mentally ill, ADHD headed motherfucker.
(horn honking)
♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪
♪ And I swear to God on my life ♪
♪ I quit the business, I'm the nigger that made the move ♪
♪ Street smart with no mercy ♪
♪ I'm in the land of the losses and the bosses ♪
♪ I done gained some niggas boo ♪
♪ This shit is serious ♪
- Well, I was headed to your pad and stuff like that.
Damn, watch that shit, homeboy.
Hey, oh, hey, hold on, babe.
This motherfucker.
Hey, hey bro. - Whoa, whoa, calm down.
- What's up with you homie? What you doin nigger?
- Well, I was about to say sorry,
but nigger you need to calm down.
- I'm having a bad day, bro.
Bad, nigga, I'm fresh out homeboy.
- Fresh out of what?
- I'm fresh out, nigga, I'm fresh out nigga.
- The liquor store?
- It don't matter, nigga. - Okay.
- Shit, you got any weed?
- Nah, I don't, I don't smoke weed no more.
- Shit, you look like you do.
Look at your outfit, man.
This motherfucker look like you
on Sherm Sticks or something. - Sherm Sticks.
- I mean, I don't know you homeboy, but you owe me a beer.
- Okay, I'm a get you. - I need a beer.
How you gunna get a beer though?
- I get you the beer Wednesday.
- How you gunna get the beer nigger?
- I don't, I don't.
- How you get a beer? No I can't wait till Wednesday.
- But I'm not going to the store.
- Nigger, that's a whole nother motherfuckin'' week.
- I was going, actually I was going this way.
- Nigger seem like you confused and shit like that.
- Cause you make me nervous nigger, damn, I.
♪ The man is my boo had to beg to fuck ha ♪
♪ She got me missin' Coup ♪
♪ I swear to go I love ha ♪
♪ And I be tryn' to stuff ha ♪
♪ Up in that duffle bag ♪
- This is Jay, another nigga responsible for my predicament,
working at target.
Or more like fuckin' around and at Target.
(metal clanging)
♪ Fuck it everybody want some ♪
♪ You ain't never get a nigga nothin' nothin' ♪
♪ So how the fuck I owe you somin bitch ♪
♪ Messing with that bullshit nigga ♪
♪ Me-messing with that bullshit hoe ♪
♪ Me-messing with that bullshit trick ♪
♪ Me-messing with that bullshit ♪
(horn honking) - Out the way bitch.
- So here's dusty, motherfucker got razor bumps
up on your mother fuckin' neck
and all that other bullshit going on,
but you goin bump into my beer nigga.
This beer costs more than your outfit.
- Okay.
- Your shit look drunk.
God damn, what you got to tone motherfuckin'
fake ass Nike's, what the fuck is them psyches?
Wow.
- He made me so nervous. I was shaking and laughing.
Made me pee in my underwear, at the same time.
I couldn't get away. - Hold on, no you didn't.
- You ain't got the Dodge Avengers on there huh.
Dodge Avenger Adidas.
Hey, but next time you walk past real nigga's like me,
hey man, watch that shit nigga.
Hey, 'cause niggas like me knock your head off.
I ain't even lying, know what I'm sayin',
that's some bullshit homie.
Hey, peace though nigga.
(hip hop music)
♪ I bet they wish they wouldn't step on ♪
♪ They did that and can't take the pain ♪
You know what I'm saying, this motherfucker over here
bump into a stranger man, had to roast his,
takin' the shit and I'm gunna call you back though,
you know what I'm saying, it's a trip.
Yeah, I'm almost near you.
Yeah, so a check this out homeboy.
- You came back. - Hell yeah nigga.
I got problems nigga.
I got problems. I can't even drink my beer.
This motherfucker quarter gone and shit.
(hip hop music)
- I got the chicken, it's finger lickin'.
I got the chicken, it's finger lickin'.
I got the chicken, chicken, chicken.
Ooo, break it down now.
(robot beeping)
Chicken, chicken,
chick, chick, chick, chick, chicken.
Chicken, chicken (giggles).
Yeah, see how that look.
You know what I'm sayin. Aite.
TikTok famous bitch.
- Nigga. - It's just.
- It was all foam that came out.
I don't give a fuck nigga,
foam equals liquid to nigga,
so when you bump into a nigga,
you bumped me hella hard to nigga.
- You out here drinkin and walkin.
- I don't give a fuck,
I don't give a fuck nigga, I'm from the hood nigga.
That's how we do it nigga.
You supposed to walk the opposite side nigga,
man, I don't give a fuck about your candy lane licking ass
motherfucker.
- I am at a level that I can not take the day.
- Nigga I don't give a fuck about what you can't take.
Nigga you gonna buy me a beer. Like I told you.
Nigga I don't know what the fuck you going to do
with these weak knuckles.
- Look I ain't got time for this man.
- I love it (finger clicking)
I love it (finger clicking)
I gotta get back to work.
Ripping.
♪ Back up ♪
♪ I get it every season call it made weather ♪
♪ Nigger never be defeated when there's money hoe ♪
♪ He gunna do what he gunna do ♪
♪ Blind ambishoon he gunna get you for that loo ♪
♪ When there's money hoe I'm the first one on the turf ♪
♪ OC said go get em yeah I'm down to put in work ♪
♪ When there's money hoe ♪
- But you had drank half of that.
I don't give a fuck how much I drank nigga.
- You not goin punk me.
- Nigga you just got punked. You flexing either.
You gonna get me a beer nigga, you gonna ger me a beer.
I don't give a fuck, hey, you better be prepared nigga.
- It's not even that type of party.
Why you putting your beer down?
(skin slapping)
- Nigga, now you owe me somethin homie,
you owe me somethin nigga
- I don't owe you anythin. - You owe me somethin nigga.
You owe me somethin nigga.
(skin slapping)
- (panting) Help me.
He punched me in the back, who punches in the back?
♪ Nigga can't tell me nothin' ♪
♪ Can't tell me nothin' ♪
♪ Bitches can't tell me nothin' ♪
♪ Back in school my teachers couldn't tell me nothin' ♪
♪ Grandma tried to raise me ♪
♪ Couldn't tell me nothin' ♪
♪ Some of my people on that dope try to tell me somethin ♪
(puffy) Who punches people in the back?
(gasps) Fuck.
I don't know who the fuck that was.
Who punches in the God damn back huh?
That's like breaking the code.
Oh shit, he's coming back.
(gasping) Look man, I said sorry.
What do you want?
This isn't even in the hood.
- You don't want to see me nigga.
- Owe my fingers.
- She don't want to see me nigga.
Fuck your fingers nigga.
She don't want to see me cause of your punk ass.
Hey homeboy.
- Thickem.
♪ Back up back up ♪
How you doing?
Do you need help with anything.
- I'm okay.
- I'm at your service, young lady.
- Thank you.
- I see you a tryin to get your a bleach on.
I feel you, I like to be very clean myself.
I'm a holler at you.
Girl you thick as hell, as thick as hell.
- God damn man, hold on.
Hey man.
- I got beat the fuck up,
crawln, look for my mama like a baby.
- You kinda fucked up my day homeboy.
Nah, you kind of fucked up my day little nigga.
You know what I'm saying?
My girlfriend don't want to see me
and your motherfuckin',
chucky cheese reject looking ass is on the fuckin' ground,
looking like a motherfuckin' God damn sewer rat
from New York.
Nigga with some motherfuckin' street clothes on.
What the fuck you nigga,
shredder with a motherfuckin' Afro-American haircut nigga.
The fuck, nigga where the fuck you going nigga.
See you got, you got hurt.
I'm over here singing songs like
"By my self, if you was with me now, oh yeah."
But see, I can't sing that shit no more.
Cause you fucked me up.
I'm gonna have to get me a pack of Newports, homeboy.
You know what I'm saying?
Hey, you know what we going re interate the ground nigga.
I told you, I told you, I can't do shit
because you fuck my date up nigga.
Look, look, look, it's been a long
motherfuckin' time for me.
And I ain't seen her in since,
nigga since God knows when.
Nigga she been my bitch nigga since high school.
- I didn't.
- You gunna fuck that up for me.
"By myself, if you was with me now, oh girl."
I can't sing that shit no more.
- I don't think she.
- I can't sing that shit no more nigga.
Nigga I done left her like
12 motherfuckin' messages and shit
and my bitch won't pick up my motherfuckin' phone calls
' cause you of your fuckin'. - This nigga got me crawln.
- Nigga get the. - This was a bruise,
of my pride, my manhood.
I got nothin' left.
All I was thinking at the time was
I gotta get the fuck out of town.
- Get your ass back down on the ground nigga,
I ain't done talkin.
(crying)
You know what I'm saying?
I can't even sing a motherfuckin' good song
on that cheap ass couch that I paid for from Wallmart nigga.
- I didn't even know the Beatles was out no more.
Blink-182 y'all done.
(mumbles) blew the vans off of these bitches.
Oh shit, victim.
Alright, alright, here we go, here we go.
Back on the crime.
(hip hop music)
How you doin?
- Good, how are you?
- Oh, I love your glasses.
- Nigga I ain't seen Quanita
in a long motherfuckin' time nigga.
Long mother. - Nigga, Quanita nigga.
- Nigga yeah, Quanita nigga.
What's wrong with you nigga?
How you know her name nigga, how you know my bride nigga?
- I don't know her.
- How you doing my bride nigga?
I ain't seen that bitch in 10 years nigga.
That's, you know that's my motherfuckin' wife, right?
- I don't, I don't.
- That's my shit, we got married nigga.
And she was giving me all these commissary notes
and all this other shit,
but you gonna talk some weak shit like that.
- I don't know Quanita man.
- How you know, how you know, how you know my,
how you know her, how you know her nigga?
- I don't, I just sayin her name?
- How you know my baby.
- I just. - How you know her?
- I heard about it.
- That's some bull shit nigga.
Are you fuckin'?
- Na, na, no.
- Na. Who's you though?
- Not anymore. - Who's you?
- I was not never. - What, not anymore.
- Please. - Oh man, nah, you owe.
Nah nigga you owe me some.
- Runnin into Quanita's boyfriend ex boyfriend
or whatever the fuck he is.
He didn't know who I was until.
- Whata you mean you know Quanita?
- I just heard. - How you know Quanita?
- She had an ad on Craigslist for furniture and I was goin.
- Ad on Craigslist, oh nigga y'all.
Y'all tellin secrets and shit.
Don't you don't know nothin' about.
- She didn't respond to ad.
- She didn't tell you about me?
- Well she did say something about you, but.
- What'd she say about me then?
- That you're fine young fella.
- Okay, what else, what else she say?
- I'm interested, come on I'm inquisitive about the shit.
- She can't wait for you to get out and rub her feet.
- What else, what else she say? Keep that shit rollin.
- She said she got these two boils on the back of the neck
and she knows that you.
♪ Shawty want that Jimmy wine ♪
And there she is, Sage Lee. Damn
A little asian with all that body.
Make me wanna shoot like a shotty, bang, bang, bang.
Anyway, that's the women with the plan.
The one who set me up with this whole entire deal
and this shit don't go down the way it's supposed to
blame her.
- Okay, you don't know her butt naked do you.
- But naked.
- Yeah. Did you touch her?
- I didn't, no. She might've been, no.
- She like you nigga?
- She don't even know me like that, too well.
- And you didn't hit it.
- I didn't for a long time.
- 'Cause five seconds ago you just said you, you,
you didn't but you did, which one,
I'm kind of fucked up here, you know.
I've been goin for a while, but.
- Okay, well tell Quanita.
- Nigga what about my baby mama?
- I wish her well, I wish you both well.
If you do get married I'm comin to the weddin, okay.
- Nigga I don't need you at no motherfuckin' weddin, nigga.
I don't need you around no motherfuckin' Quanita neitha.
Are you going to call her up? If you know her?
You know something about her?
- I know her.
- No, you goin to get on this motherfuckin' phone
and call her up right now nigga.
- I can't call Quanita.
- Yeah you gunna call her on this phone.
You gonna call her, talk to her right now.
Here hold on nigga.
- I don't know.
- She ain't answerin my motherfuckin' call.
She ain't answerin my motherfuckin' call.
- [Quanita] Hello. - Hey Quanita.
- What she say nigga?
- It's it's it's me. I'm with your baby daddy.
- Hey baby, hey baby, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out.
I was tryin to call you.
I have to have one of your neighbors call me.
- Did you have this nigga follow me?
- (laughinf) I'm not good looking?
- [Female Shopper] I don't know, you're pretty.
- Hey, we can make it work.
Older the berry the sweeter the juice.
I thought it was blacker the berries the sweeter the juice.
- Did you, did you send him?
- Nigga what the fuck you talkin about?
Fuck you talkin about.
- Yeah this is Todd, it's Todd.
Relax, you gunna get me killed around this motherfucker.
She said that she miss you
and she can't wait to hold your hand.
- Okay, okay nigga you just.
You kinda saved your life though.
- Okay, Cool.
- Answer my motherfucin phone, I'm out here homeless nigga.
- He said you gotta answer his phone, he's homeless.
- Yeah, I ain't got nowhere to go.
- He's very violent at this time, so if you scared.
- I got a job too. I got a job, just let her know.
- He don't got no job.
- I'm about to be with Amazon.
I'm about to be with Amazon.
- [Toddrick] You ever place an order
at a Chinese restaurant,
but you can't understand them and they can't understand you,
but you really want them God damn
golden-crispy-fried wontons.
So you walk into that bitch and start pointing at stuff.
That's what happened to me and landed me in the lap of
this sexy, sexy, God damn angel, ohh.
Anyway.
She could get it.
She can get it all.
I know you don't want to see what happened.
So I'm gonna just fast forward to the part where I finished.
Oh God.
Is this the part?
This is it.
Y'all see all that.
I left my jacket at your house, I'm gonna need that, right?
- Oh y'all niggas leaving clothes at each other's house.
- No, no it wasn't even like that.
It's because look, my house, my package went to her house
and my jacket went to the wrong address.
- I dont understand you, homie.
- Quanita I'll.
- I don't understand you, homie.
- Hold on.
- Nigga, give me my motherfuckin' phone back.
Hey, what's up Quanita what's up?
You know, I've been out here,
I've been out here calling you left and right.
And you ain't answering the phone, none of that shit.
(dramatic music)
Hey homeboy, hey what you, hey nigga what you say?
Oh I'm a catch you.
(shoes pounding)
(dramatic music)
- I'm a good boy.
- I don't give a fuck about, you gunna do.
- My life.
(fast dramatic music)
- You gunna do this nigga, you gunna do this.
- That didn't work, it works in the movies.
♪ A dirty bee ♪
♪ Shot gun slamin' in your chest blou ♪
♪ Sh-shot gun slamin' in your chest blou ♪
♪ Shot gun slamin' in your chest blou ♪
♪ Sh-shot gun slamin' in your chest blou ♪
♪ Blou bang all over the terrain ♪
♪ Blou bang all over your terrain ♪
♪ Blou bang all over the terrain ♪
♪ Sh-shot gun, blang ♪
(metal clanking)
Why would I put that down, that's just stupid.
Oh, this shit is happening to fast for me.
I got to plan this out. I've gotta think.
You gotta think.
I will drive, the fuck away from here,
'cause I cannot fight that nigga Tyrone,
and I don't want no business with no God damn, Quanita.
Believe I let this bitch get me into trouble like this.
I was just doin my shit, now I'm down to a suitcase.
With damn near nothin' in it.
Get the fuck out.
Might as well leave it like that though
'cause the motherfucker ain't heavy, shit.
I need a sign.
Do I run?
I mean do I leave, cause it ain't runnin, I ain't no punk.
Shit going on. Okay.
I don't run from nobody, I'm saying, but if you get close,
I gotta get the fuck away from you.
- Y'all good over there?
(laughing) Girl, you know you need some aftershave.
You got all that over there, you got that over there.
Ooh.
- [Toddrick] The nigga I'm supposed to kill,
his wife hired me,
but you know what, long story short,
you're going to have to watch the God damn movie.
But look at him, funky ass dreads on his head,
lookin like a prison mop.
Looked like somebody just peed on the top of his shit
and let her dry up in there.
Stanking ass, stank ass nigga.
- In the kitchen (fingers clicking)
- Fuck it, let's make it to this.
To the car, we go.
Just gotta figure out this is.
(phone rings)
My phone.
Hello.
Who is this?
- You don't know who I am, but I know you.
Quanita gave me your number.
- You're friends with Quanita?
- Quanita told me all about you.
I need you to kill somebody.
- Yeah, I can do some things for some money.
How much we talkin?
- Half a million.
- You sound good all.
Sexy than a motherfucker, you must look good.
Send me, send me some titties or somein.
No, I'm just saying I can give a little discount
on what you need me to do, if I can get some ass.
I know Quanita be with the mad bis. What?
- [Sage Lee] Half a million dollars, you're set for life.
- Okay. Yeah, I can do it, damn.
I just, ain't trying to be disrespectful, but.
We got to meet, I'm not just goin to be doin random shit
for random people, you know, you sound how you look
why not, why not try, try to make it work.
Ain't nobody goin to do nothin' to you.
You called me to kill somebody, woman.
You know who you talking to?
Because I figured I know who I'm talking to.
Lets' get this money.
And bring a thong or something.
Because who knows where the drink might take us?
You drink right? You be drinking.
You drunk right now.
Just touch your nipples or somethin'.
- You nasty, just like my husband.
- I'm just saying this conversation can be going
in a good spot.
- So, can you do it?
- Yeah, I'll do it.
Quanita's bad business. I just want to tell you that.
You ain't got to believe me.
(hip hop music)
Make that ass clap though.
Clapity, clap, clapity, clap.
- Okay, all right.
- You're my final destination, baby.
Sweet thang. All right, yeah.
(hip hop music)
Gunna get me some ass before I get out of town.
♪ You a billion years away ♪
♪ I'm waitin for the day ♪
♪ Till I pull up on you ♪
♪ Chill in outa space ♪
♪ We can star gaze ♪
♪ Waste our time ♪
♪ Worry bout the world ♪
♪ Leave it all behind ♪
(upbeat music)
- This bitch betta have an ass or somethin.
Soundin all sexy on the phone, I ain't got no time for this.
Damn you just gonna open my door like that.
- Hey. - Hey, yeah.
First time meeting you.
- Took a long time to get here, I took the bus.
- Kinda comfortable. - And the train.
My first fuckin' time.
- You almost got shot.
You fine as a motherfucka though.
So what we, what we, what we doin?
- I got you somthin all right.
Happy 4th July. Look I took the bus here.
- What you doin catching a bus? Thought you was a baller.
- First of all, I don't want to be followed.
And this is some serious shit that we're talking about.
- You don't want to be followed, but you took the bus here
with 13 other nigga's on it.
- And what?
- And a driver?
I'm pretty sure somebody knows who you at.
- No, nobody knows who okay.
I turned the GPS off my phone.
Now.
How are you doing today?
- I don't know.
- Look, I need you to get rid of somebody for me.
- Okay, I can get rid of somebody,
I could definitely hold on to them titties for you though.
- No. No thanks, all right.
You need to get rid of my husband.
- Okay.
- So we can get his life insurance money.
- Like taking out the trash or something.
What'd he do to you? He beat you?
What'd he do.
- He is the worst husband ever.
Now he has this life insurance policy,
that's worth a million dollars.
- A million dollars?
Okay. Well I can help with that.
(grunting)
(eagle squawking)
- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm sorry, I just, sometimes in my head
I've been thinking about our future endeavors
and them two titties, I meant you, let's do it.
- No.
- What, I thought you said you was goin do it.
- I didn't say that. Did I say that?
- We meet in the parking lot,
I don't know what was going on.
Maybe we should just get. - No, were not.
Get that zipper back on, okay. You're not doing all that.
Look I don't have a lot of time, it's a.
You know, I'm not tryn'a be.
- You kinda paranoid, you on drugs?
- No.
- You gotta be on drugs.
- We are doing some criminal activities right now.
Talking about killing somebody,
planning on killing somebody.
- You talkin about killin somebody. I'm just listening.
- And you're gunna do it.
- I'm not going to jail for nobody.
- So you're not going to do it. Is that what you said?
- I said I'm not gunna go to jail? I'm goin do it.
- Listen. Is this a rental?
- No, its not a rental.
Stop it. - Shit.
- Okay, I gotta go.
(hand slapping)
- You at least drop you off at the bus stop
or you gunna, you gunna walk from here?
- I guess you can drop me off at the bus stop.
- You know what, you're right, you should walk.
You definitely should walk. Okay, get out of my car.
We getting paid in cash?
Cause I don't have any of those cash apps and.
- Yeah, whatever you want. - Googles and shit.
- All right - Okay.
It was nice seeing you. - Call me later.
(hip hop music)
- Oh man, five more minutes,
out this bitch, its been a long ass five minutes.
How's it going RG.
(fast drums)
Ooh, fresh out this motherfucker. Fuck you.
Ha, hey.
What's up baby?
How you doing? You know what I'm sayin?
How you doin sexy mama?
Looking good in your leopard skin, ha.
Let me call wifey.
What's up sexy mama, what you wearin?
Come on baby. Why you got to play me like that?
I just want to lick at the crest between your toes.
Can I do that?
- Get your ass home and show me.
(Jay laughing)
Now you talkin' my language.
Alright, daddy gunna be home in a minute.
Call me daddy, call me daddy hoe.
Alright, alright.
- Did you get my shit?
- Yeah, I got everything on the list.
I got, I got everything on the list.
(person chatting)
- Excuse you.
- Get off the phone nigga.
- Okay. Okay.
Damn.
Ooh, about to get some pussy.
Oh no, you didn't just touch me.
- First of all nigga, check ya tone.
- First of all, what's up with your stick dog
and I ain't buying nothin' you sellin'.
- Calm down, I'm trying to help you out.
You got a flat tire, man.
- My front. How do you even know what car I'm in?
- That one over there. - What you talkin about?
(loud bang)
It's okay, it's okay, I know him.
We're playin.
Fuck, get your big ass up.
(grunting)
♪ Niggas said they look for us shit ♪
♪ I ain't to hard to find ♪
♪ I tell you what ♪
♪ Nigga betta know what they doin ♪
♪ Cause all I do is sing out ♪
Shit, don't fart nigga, don't fart, don't fart.
♪ I'm just stick to the facts ♪
(fabric rustling)
(metal clanking)
(heavy breathing)
♪ She ain't scared to go to work work work ♪
♪ She ain't scared to go to work go to work ♪
♪ 'Cause she bop bop bop bop bop bop bop it ♪
♪ She bop bop bop bop bop bop bop it ♪
♪ But I'm a taker her bouncin' I'm take her out ♪
♪ Now watch me tryn'a make the red light fire drill ♪
- [Toddrick] And that right there is the dirty fake cop.
Lieutenant Mike Miller.
Oh, freaky, booty touchy, dirty ass white man.
Got a BBW black bitch fetish.
- Let's see what's going on in the neighborhood today.
Morning, afternoon, whatever (laughs).
Yeah, good day to be alive.
Lets see what we can get into today.
- How you want it done? Do you want me to choke him out?
You won't drop him down? With the whole smother thing.
You want me to tie him up?
- Put him in the trunk and cut up his body? All right.
Take a picture and send it to me. Let me know.
- I'm not doing no labor work.
I'm not cuttin' no God damn body.
- Burn him.
- Not in my God damn car. Where I'm supposed to burn him at?
- In the park somewhere, put him in a trashcan.
- Well that works for me. - Shoot the motherfucker.
And make sure he bleeds. Make sure he records it.
And then send it to me.
- Yeah. Not from my phone,
but I can show you what the body is once I'm done.
- Yup.
- Okay, but can I see your body first?
- No.
(crickets chirping)
(suspenseful music)
- What the fuck.
Hey.
Get me out this bitch.
Oh, I need some water.
(screams)
Help.
Fuck, oh, nigga, no (crying).
Just don't do me in the booty, I got hemorrhoids.
I can't take it.
Hey, hey I'm claustrophobic nigga, let me out this bitch.
- [Toddrick] Hey, hey, hey, shut the fuck up man.
This is a God damn CRV you got enough trunk room.
I didn't even tie your fuckin' legs. You can set up bitch.
(hip hop music)
- [Jay] Fuck man, why you got me back out here man,
I ain't got no money.
- Damn it (mutters).
(tapping glass)
Shut the fuck up.
God damn it nigga, if you don't shut the fuck up,
I'm gunna have to gag ya.
- Fuck that,
why you got me tied up in this motherfucker dog?
If there's money you want my EBT card in my wallet.
- If I wanted money, I would have just robbed your ass.
This is a kidnapping.
I'm gonna need you to get that through your
motherfuckin' head.
You have been kidnapped. You have been tied up.
You're lucky, ain't nothin' happened to you yet,
but it seems like it's going to happen.
Cause you won't shut the fuck up.
- Nigga, I got a big knot in the back of my head,
as big as your God damn eyeballs.
- You still talkin, okay. - Hold on, hold on.
- Close the trunk now.
- [Jay] Hey man, don't do me like this.
Oh, come on man. This is black on black crime.
Come on man this black on black crime.
What the fuck.
(hip hop music)
♪ A dirty bee ♪
- Gunna be some nice ham out today.
I wana see some booties twerkin.
Asses jiggling.
Yeah.
Get my swerve on a a little bit maybe, oh.
(dance music)
- Hey man, the police are gonna find me bro.
Look bro, I'm very popular. The police is gonna find me man.
You're not going to get away with it.
- The police is gonna find you.
- Yeah, bra totally.
- What the hell is this? You're a cop?
- It's my badge nigga.
I'm the police. And I already found you.
- What the fuck, come on dog.
Special forces.
- [Toddtick] Yeah. Watch your head.
- You do look a little special.
- You know that saying,
"Once you go black, you will never go back."
(crickets chirping)
You know how I feel about that?
Once you go black, you want to get on crack.
(crickets chirping)
- That means, okay.
- And I want to get on crack.
- That's the opioid addiction talkin.
- No, he makes me want to get on drugs.
(grunting)
- Fuck.
Wait a minute.
He didn't take my phone. Stupid motherfucker.
Got you now nigga. Get the fuck outa here.
Hello. Hello.
Hey, hey, I think I'm being kidnapped, bro.
I need you to come get me.
I don't know where I am nigga.
I'm moving in a fuckin'g car. Just come get me.
I got an iPhone. I'm gonna drop you my location.
Um, fuck.
- Hey, who the fuck are you talking to?
- Oh shit, nigga I got no phone.
Oh, God Damn it.
- Give me that. - Come on.
(plastic breaking)
Hey, I was on the phone.
- [Toddrick] Look, if you don't shut the fuck up,
I'm gunna kill you.
That's what I'm gonna do.
- Look bro, this must be your first time.
Cause you've sure is new to this.
- Just because I forgot to gag your stupid ass,
and fuckin' take your phone,
don't mean I won't shoot you in the God damn head.
- Hey, hey, hey, you got it.
- Shit.
(muttering)
Dead fuckin' palm tree on your head.
I fuckin', oow.
- [Jay] I know you aint talkin bout nobody's hair.
♪ Layd way back in the seat you know I got it on me ♪
♪ Ain't nothin' phony you gunna see that's on my dead homies ♪
♪ All I do is run it up and flow it all on me ♪
♪ I'm to official swag dog that's off the T.O.P. ♪
♪ All I do sag my pants and rock a diamond chain ♪
♪ Wrap my wrists with that belfa cause it ain't no game ♪
- We all go wants and needs, don't we?
- Really what's yours?
- I need money. Lots of it.
- I got money dog, I can get you money.
♪ Pop a bottle then I pour it on a bad bitch ♪
♪ Wow, yeah, yeah, ow, yeah ♪
(hip hop music)
♪ Lets go, my game so tight these hoes be lovin' me ♪
♪ I'm the real thang, never been a wana be, ♪
♪ My life be outa sight, they got me under pressure ♪
♪ Them Feds be watchin' instead they tryn'a catchin ♪
- [Toddrick] You got killer boobies, I just wanna touch em.
- (cackles) I want the God damn money.
- (Toddrick gasps)
- Money, money, money.
- Oh, I got it. - It's what I want.
So, not matter how he acted, that million dollars put his.
Okay, I'm with it.
- No not really, It was more so he was,
he started to be a whore.
A little slut.
- [Toddrick] Okay.
- He is such a slut.
- [Toddrick] You like wall sex?
(jazz music)
(screeching)
- No, I don't like any kind of animal sex.
- [Toddrick] Animal sex?
- And your not Nigerian, okay.
I once had sex with a Nigerian and they were rough.
Like (screeching)
(squealing).
- [Toddrick] You want some jungle dick,
is that what you talkin about?
- (laughs)
♪ Watchin' instead they tryn'a catch him ♪
♪ I'm livin' like a move marble flow jacuzzi ♪
♪ Run up in my spot ♪
- Hey, hey come on let's talk about this real quick dog.
- Get your ass back in. - Hey, hey, hey.
You ain't gotta do all that, come on man,
lets talk about this.
You can let a brother go.
- [Toddrick] Half the money you probably talking bout,
ain't big enough for me.
I'm talking about set for life money, boy.
- Come on nigga.
Like where are you going to get that from me,
I just work at Target.
- [Toddrick] It's called life insurance.
You're worth a milli sleep.
- Nigga, I'm awake.
- [Toddrick] Dead fool.
- All right.
Alright, alright, alright, hold on.
Hold on nigga, shit.
Now you gunna have real fuckin' luck
trying to get that from my wife, buddy.
(laughing) Yo dumb ass.
Hey, how the fuck you know I got life insurance
in the first place?
- [Toddrick] Bingo.
I mean what'd he do to you
to make you got to want to kill him?
- He is the worst husband ever.
He's broke, he works at Target, he talks too much,
he's a cheater, he's a womanizer, he's a thief, he's.
- [Toddrick] God damn, who you married to Ike Turner?
- So I need to get rid of him.
- [Toddrick] Okay, well I can help you with that.
♪ Bitch you gotta go bitch you gotta go bitch you gotta go ♪
- Oh, that bitch.
♪ Bitch you gotta go bitch you gotta go bitch you gotta go ♪
Well She ain't getting her toes lick no more.
You know what, that's okay.
I'm gunna wipe my ass on her toothbrush.
(rustling fabric)
Man I can't believe she did me like this.
Whatever happened to for better or worse bitch.
- Oh, boo-hoo-hoo-hoo nigga.
Get over this shit, you sad.
- You know, you see the signs, but you ignore them.
I was wondering why this bitch didn't want to play
with my eggroll.
- Yup, well, that's all fine and dandy
and too late now because you married the bitch.
(Jay laughs)
- What's so funny boy?
- [Jay] You mind if I get comfortable, I just wanna.
- Hey, hey, hey.
- Don't worry I ain't goin nowhere, I aint goin nowhere.
So, you gunna wana to hear this.
- Spit it out nigga.
- Now, about this life insurance policy
that y'all can conjure up,
and fuckin' wish that out of the sky.
Listen, bro, is this really necessary?
I stopped paying for that life insurance policy years ago.
- Yous a motherfuckin' liar.
- [Jay] Ain't nobody lying, bro.
- So you telling me, you ain't worth nothin'.
Now look at this bullshit I done got into.
Kidnap the stinkn nigga, got him in my car.
- With your dumb ass.
- [Toddrick] Aint no life insurance.
Get your ass back in the damn trunk right now.
(Jay laughing)
- [Toddrick] So your saying you're not worth anything.
- Not a God damn thing.
Zilch, zero, nothing.
- [Toddrick] All of this for the money.
And ain't none of it there. Shit.
- nothin', nada.
♪ Now I'm gonna go back in the back and you know ♪
- [Jay] Yeah, with your dumb ass (laughs).
You lookin real stupid right about now nigga.
And you ain't got no plan.
- Shut your mouth and get in the trunk nigga.
- [Jay] Oh God damn nigga you ain't gotta do all that,
come on.
- [Toddrick] We'll see about that.
- Yeah, we'll see about that
- [Toddrick] Get your monkey ass in the God damn trunk.
(boot door slams)
- [Jay] You ain't got no money.
You ain't got no money. You ain't got nobody.
You ain't got nobody (laughs).
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- When's the last time you checked your husband's policy?
- I don't know why?
- Because he's saying he doesn't have one.
- Wait, you talked to him.
- Just take the fuckin' policy. Damn.
- Okay, let me pull it up.
(computer clicking)
- Well its not there. Its not there.
It's saying it expired due to nonpayment.
- Shit.
- So the motherfucker didn't pay.
- What?
- Well. - Just like that we fucked.
- I guess we can call his mother, plan B.
- Call his mama.
What his mama gonna do?
- She loves him the most and would do anything.
- So his mama gunna me a million dollars.
- Well, more like a hundred K, easy.
- This is bullshit. This.
So this just turn into a motherfuckin' ransom huh?
- [Sage Lee] Yeah.
- So I ain't gotta kill him?
- [Sage Lee] He's still gotta go, he talks to muck.
- Well you said I could do what I wanted to do.
So I figured I could just.
- Just call his mom.
- Go get off my phone then.
You called me, I called you good bye, bye.
Stupid bitch.
Oh fuck what I got myself into.
I supposed to kidnap and kill a nigga
because of some crazy Asian bitch.
I don't know how.
Oh yeah I do, she finer than a motherfucka.
♪ I said I be I be I be I be ♪
(hip hop music)
- I just want to be free.
- [Toddrick] Shut the hell up.
- Oh man, what's going on dog?
- Get you ass up.
- Don't kill me. Don't kill me dude.
Don't kill me.
- I'm not going to kill you, you just got upgraded.
- Oh, for real.
(hip hop music)
Alright, man you ain't gotta be so damn rough.
Now what's up?
- This is what I want.
You gunna call that food stamp warden,
big butt bitch of a mom of yours
to send me a $155,000 cash.
- No you didn't just disrespect my mama like that.
- Yes I did.
- No you didn't just disrespect my, aye.
Put the gun down. Let's talk like gentlemen.
- Get your ass.
- Oh, come on dog, so disrespectful.
- Funky breath ass niggas, always wanna talk the longest.
Shut the hell up. Shoot you and your mama nigga.
- Okay bro,
like you know my wife isn't the smartest wonton
out of the bag, right?
- Well you ain't got to tell me that,
I've been talking to that retarded bitch.
- Okay, so what's up. Can you let a brother go?
- No. We going to get the money from your mama.
- My mom is on SSI. I can't afford her meds.
I work at Target. I'm trying to get the supervisor job.
- What kinda shit is this?
- Black people problems, who the fuck is you?
Like is this, is this paint?
- Don't touch me.
- Okay. I should kick your ass.
I really should.
But I know where we can get a big payday.
As long as we split it, 50 50.
- We ain't partners.
If it's enough to split 50 50, then fine.
- It's enough. Now untie me.
Come on man, we partners now.
- I gotta make this run
and you lucky I gotta talk you with me.
- Partners, partners.
- I don't do partners shit.
- Partners don't treat each other like this.
It's time to be more respectful.
- One partner got the gun.
- Okay? Remember we don't need that no more, we're partners.
- Just get the fuck out the car.
- Okay.
- Nigga, don't leave my windows down.
What the fuck you doin.
- Aren't we in a white neighborhood anyway?
♪ Get out the way were bad at work up in the club ♪
♪ Started with blacker shades the way ♪
♪ Whatchin' the victims fade away ♪
♪ Addicted to shit that the do in the day ♪
♪ Dem I din did it I what they gunna say ♪
♪ Beatin' their horse beggin' their prey ♪
♪ Hope for the sword deliver the prey ♪
- Man I really appreciate the drink.
- Yeah.
- The sent of your mouth was just fuckin' me up.
- I mean your the one that put me in the trunk
for like three days.
- It was three hours.
- Felt like a long time for me.
- Your breath so bad for three hours nigga
you need to stop eatin cheese.
- Nigga (mumbles)
(hip hop music)
- I know about you, Quanita told me about you.
So you stop doing that, Okay.
You get this done and then you might get some.
- Whatever she said about me is a motherfuckin' lie.
- [Sage Lee] She didn't say nothin' bad about you.
Yep, they comin for you.
- You try to set me up. Huh?
You work for Quanita?
- [Sage Lee] I don't work for no God damn Quanita.
- Okay.
- That bitch works for me.
- Well Quanita said that I did that shit that I didn't do,
she's a damn liar, okay.
Just know that, happened one time, never again.
- [Sage Lee] What is it that you're referring to is?
Cause I don't know what your talkin about.
- Look, she told me that if I, I ate the booty,
but it wasn't my, it wasn't my thing, she, she did it.
She put the booty on me. Is that what she told you?
- [Sage Lee] That's nasty.
- Okay.
- [Sage Lee] Cause she didn't tell me shit like that.
- Okay, well then.
- [Sage Lee] That's very personal, T.M.I. T.M.I.
- Wow.
- (Sage Lee cackles)
(crickets chirping)
- You on opioids? Cause that's an opioid.
- (Sage Lee cackles)
(crickets chirping)
- Hello, security.
♪ Killin the drama applying the spray ♪
♪ Yeah I done did it that's what they gonna say ♪
♪ Damn I done did it I'm frankenstien ♪
♪ Ch-Chopped up their bodies enslaved their minds ♪
♪ Six thousand years a hell of a time to shine ♪
♪ Its done reports from the fact that they worship the sun ♪
♪ Praise the lord yeah I'm the one they want me to run ♪
♪ So here I come both of us guys be guiden some ♪
♪ Food for thought bleed the gum king of the laws ♪
♪ To the thumb we do that together come get you some ♪
♪ Raise the flag in they set you from ♪
♪ It's time to ride cause shits begun ♪
♪ Wagin war at the sound of a drum ♪
♪ Beat on our chest there's no need for the gun ♪
♪ Conquer the earth like Attila the hun ♪
♪ Its easy to see that I already won ♪
- This day keeps getting better and better.
Now tell me your dumb ass plan, cause I know it's dumb.
- My wife really don't love men, man
- This nigga, talkin bout his fuckin' wife.
Come on, man, you gotta get over this shit.
- Get over it. Nigga, My world is shattered.
- Man, you coulda been dead.
- She hired you to kidnap me and kill me and rob me.
Like the bitch is dumb. I ain't got no money.
- We on to the next shit.
I got to know what you got planned for me and my money.
- No more egg rolls, no more chow mein, kung pow chicken.
Who's toes I'm gunna lick? Who?
- To be honest, I feel kind of bad.
This is my first kidnapping gig.
- Yeah, no shit. You're stopping ass, every two and go.
I noticed.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- I bought my mama into this.
- She bought your mama into this.
I knew your mama had no God damn money from looking at you.
I was like. This nigga work at Target.
- Man, she started acting all like dis-real,
I don't know if she fuckin' some uda nigga, or what, like.
- Maybe its you.
- Me?
- Yeah, you knida fuckin' annoying.
- Na, that can't be it. Shoulda married a black girl.
- No, because then you would've been dead.
She woulda did it herself.
- But I guess all the murder is signs of a gold digger,
two timing, fuckin' cold hearted bitch.
(hip hop music)
Couldn't see it.
(trumpet bleating)
- If he's at work, he's flirting with some bitches,
customers, co-workers, whoever.
- You know who goes to Targets.
- They co, they co.
- The bottom of the barrel, so you shouldn't even care.
They be some nasty bitches.
- No, Targets a nice store. What the hell you talkin about.
- Okay well, I didn't say the store was,
I said who goes there.
- [Sage Lee] I go there.
- That's how I felt that you went there,
cause you didn't like that comment.
- [Sage Lee] No.
- Okay, it's cool.
- Did he, did you meet him.
- (Sage Lee cackles)
- You're on opioids?
You on some Xannies, some Prophylax,
some Zoloft, and Percocet, Percadime,
perk-it-ups, purple quarters.
- All of em.
- Okay. - Okay.
I get it from my grandma, okay.
That's just how it is.
- Okay.
- We need to take all the drugs so we can calm down.
Cause we around fucked up motherfuckers, like you guys,
especially my husband.
- Ain't nothin', whatd you.
- I got married to him,
cause I thought he was going to provide, be a provider.
You know what he turns out to be?
- Cause you met him at Target.
- A supplier, okay.
- Did you meet him at target?
- No.
- Where'd you meet him at?
- Man, I been broken since jail.
You see where the fuck I work at? Target.
Tryn' to get my supervisor position,
but these motherfuckers don't want to promote a nigga.
- Damn, that's some cold shit man.
I was supposed to kill you to,
that would also be my first, you know killing issues
I ever had to, I.
- You wouldn't have that on your conscience.
- Na, I wasn't gonna do it, I wasn't gonna do it.
I was gonna fuck you up bro.
And then make it look like you was dead.
- You could have tried, I woulda beat your ass.
- I gotta gun.
- That's your only defense.
- Exactly. That's why I got it.
- Cause I got these hands, I'm just saying.
- Look, you gotta come up with a way,
look, you in a fucked up position.
I'm in a fucked up, more fucked up position.
- How you in a more fucked up position?
My wife wants me dead.
- You have no idea what I need the money for.
You got plans to get the money, all is forgiven.
We cool, you forgave me already,
sorry for puttin a gun in your face.
- I'm not forgiving you.
- Okay, you ain't got to forgive me,
but you will tell me where to get this money.
- I know that bitch got it, life insurance,
we should kill her.
- [Toddrick] Now you sound just like you're dumb ass.
- At the gas station.
- That's even worse.
- Oh, he told me he had. - Did he have a cup or a car?
Cup or a car?
- A what? - "Can I have some change?"
Or did he have a car?
- I actually don't know if he did at the time or not
because it was moving pretty fast.
- Can we speed some shit up then, cause you know.
- I'm not dating you right now okay.
- I don't want to date.
- You called your wife,
and the bitch didn't answer the phone
because she was hoping you was dead.
That's what happened, man?
- Man fuck that bitch.
- Now listen.
- And your dumb plan.
- Your dumb ass hair style, okay.
- You really gonna go there. - Don't say shit about this.
- You can't go there with your shit.
I aint seen that since the seventies boy.
What you talkin about? You at a aye.
(hip hop music)
(crying)
- Alright, we gotta, we gotta leave.
(hip hop music)
- Get your ass up off me.
(hip hop music)
I been call this bitch and she aint pickin' up the phone.
- Cop, cop, cop, cop.
- [Jay] Cop?
- [Toddrick] Yeah, cops, cops, cops.
- Why are you tripping nigga, you a cop.
Go talk to your buddy, shit.
I'm pretty sure y'all going to get some donuts or something.
Bring me back a chocolate glaze, and the one with sprinkles.
- Wow, wow, wow, all the shit you been through,
and you still think I'm a fuckin' cop?
Are you stupid?
Shut up and be cool, be cool, be cool, be cool nigga,
be cool, be cool.
- I'm good.
(suspenseful music)
- How we doing officer?
- Oh, I'm fine, what you guys got going on here?
A little engine trouble.
- No we chillin, man, about to roll up some weed,
kick back, talk about these hoes, money, clothes.
- Sir, I was talkin to him.
- We're good officer just taking a break from driving.
That's it.
- Sir, what is your badge number?
You tell me you badge number please.
- Here's my badge number right here, sir.
Now, if I just get that license real quick,
you're on your way.
- [Jay] All right, Miller.
- That's right.
- Alright.
- I'll be right back.
- [Toddrick] Please.
(suspenseful music)
- [Toddrick] Damn it, we fuck, fuckin' going to jail.
We're going to jail.
- Nigga can calm down. Give me a gun.
- My gun.
- Your gun, give it to me.
- Alright, the motherfuckers fake to.
Fake badge, fake gun, same shit,
bout em at the same party store.
- For real, this whole fuckin' time?
- What you gunna do?
- Some gangster shit. Your ass never gunna learn.
- Oh shit.
- Freeze. Get your ass on the ground.
Yeah, I wana see pavement.
(suspenseful music)
Give me this.
- Wow, wow, wow, what the hell are you doin?
Wow, wow, wow, wait, no, no, no, no.
- Nah, what you mean? He's a fake fuckin' cop.
He got the same badge as you bro.
Yeah, I be peeping shit.
- Okay. Wait a minute, wait a minute.
- Bitch.
- The badge is fake, but I'm a real cop.
Don't do nothin' stupid now.
- Nah. Fuck.
Get your ass on.
- Get them cuffs on him.
- A'right, a'right (laughing), you though you had me.
- If you a real cop, why you got a fake badge?
- Well I keep the fake one for smart asses like him.
Like to ask questions, report wrong doings.
- Shit, he might be a real cop man.
- I don't give a fuck.
Let's just shoot him
- Cop or not, we're not gunna fuckin' shoot nobody.
- Yeah, listen to your buddy.
- Okay. Let's kick his ass for being dirty.
- We should kick his ass for being dirty.
- Hey look, if you let me go, I promise
I won't say anything.
- Trunk. - Trunk.
Get your ass in the trunk.
- Get him in.
- To damn big for the trunk.
Plus I don't want to him sweatin back there.
Lets put him back seat.
I'm sorry I had to put you in the trunk, but this.
- Why he get the back seat and he the God damn trunk?
See that's racism bro. The white boy get privilege.
- Just get in the fuckin' car.
- Damn.
We just kidnapped a cop, we done jacked his gun
and everything, we about to be on Special Edition.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
One we don't even know if he's a cop or not.
Two, none of that shit you talking about is cool.
- Oh, it was cool when you was doing it to me.
- What that's fuckin'g different.
I got hired to kidnap somebody.
We just fuckin' ridin kidnapping white people that's police.
- That's a dirty ass cop. We need to rob his ass.
- Had my whole fuckin' day fucked up.
I ain't got no honey, no money, no ass, no crack, nothin'.
Just a fucked up day. Trying to kidnap and idot.
- God damn, I feel like we on Slim and Queen
or some shit like that.
- Na, na, na, na, ain't no Queen and Slim shit.
It's more like king and then slim ass nigga.
And did you see the movie?
Both of them motherfucker died.
And which one of us is the girl?
- I'm the bitch.
- Yeah, you goin be the bitch.
- No, because the nigga was acting like a bitch
the whole movie. So I got balls, You don't.
- Just shut the fuck up.
We gotta figure out what to do with this God damn white boy.
Just get in the car.
- Fuck.
(fast rock music)
- Look I gotta meet up with my homie.
He had something on his plate
before I got the call from your wife.
(fast rock music)
Okay, Tank's goin help me. He's gotta help me.
Unwillingly, but he always helps.
See this is my homie from way, way back in the day.
You know what they say?
You can't find a black person to give you nothin',
but you can always get something from em.
I'm at that stage in my life, here we go Tank.
- Oh, man, I don't know if it's good to see you up,
its kinds late.
- I know it's kinda late, but I'm gonna need your help.
I've been having a crazy motherfuckin' day
and I just figured
you my man, and you can help me out.
- It depends on what type of help you lookin for man.
- What it is, is I fucked around and I kidnapped a nigger.
I got him in the car. I got a white cop.
- [Tank] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- In the back of I'm stressed the fuck out.
- [Tank] Hold on, hold on, hold on.
- I need.
I need help Tank.
Atleast let me in to use the bathroom.
Can I use your bathroom?
- Ain't you gunna be shittin in my house.
- [Toddrick] Look, I ain't, who said I got take a shit.
- Dude, if you had to pee you'd be in the bushes.
If you gunna go in on here, dude.
Just hurry up, and spray
and do whatever you going to do, man.
But just hurry up.
Try not to talk to my mama.
If she started talking to you just don't say nothin'.
(hip hop music)
♪ Where they at where they at uh ha ♪
- Which way to the bathroom?
- The only other door in the building man.
Just make it fast. You know what I told you.
♪ Y'all don't know my niggas ♪
♪ You stay right round that corner ♪
♪ Got my nine keys ♪
- How you doing, she mama?
Damn, your mama got a lot a ass, a lota ass Tank.
A lot a ass. Now I gotta shit, I gotta shit, I gotta shit.
(hip hop music)
♪ When shit real the jury always frozen ♪
♪ Y'all don't know my nigga ♪
♪ Y'all don't know that nigga hoein ♪
♪ Put it on for the hood call that shit ♪
- [Sage Lee] Sagie here, I'm unavailable,
leave me a message.
- Look baby, I know you tried to kill my ass,
but we can work this out. I need, call me back, alright.
- [Sage Lee] Sagie here, I'm unavailable,
leave me a message.
- Look baby I miss you, okay.
Ain't nobody goin make my woton like you?
Come on now.
Just let's let's let's try to work this out, alright.
For better or worse, baby. Come on.
Hit me back.
I'm a try her one more time.
- [Sage Lee] Sagie here, I'm unavailable,
leave me a message.
- Baby its me again, I wish you would pick up the phone
so we can talk about this, like we got married girl,
like we're one.
Call me back.
Okay. I'm a try one more time.
- [Sage Lee] Sagie here, I'm unavailable,
leave me a message.
- Look baby, we've been through so much,
fuck, you remember when.
Look just call me back so we can work this out girl,
like, come on now, I love you.
I know you tried to kill my ass,
but I'm willing to let bygones be bygones.
Call me back.
- (laughing) Hey boy,
I don't think she wanted to talk to you, man.
- Man, shut the fuck up. Ain't nobody ask you.
If I wanted fake information,
I would've asked you what the trade market
gona look like today.
Baby, come on now.
- [Sage Lee] Sagie here, I'm unavailable,
leave me a message.
- Hit me up baby, like, you know I can't take this.
you know you my one. Fuck.
- Oh, there you go, that's the one,
she's gotta call you back now (laughs).
(hip hop music)
- So what are you doing now? What's the plan.
What you gunna do now, what?
- We get to the house.
We get the money and we get the hell out a there.
- You know my mama's over there right.
You know she can hear everything you sayin right.
- You mama fine a motherfucker to man.
I just, I thought I'd put that out there.
I wasn't gunna say nothin' about your mama but
she got a lot of ass.
And a that's not, I didn't come over to see you mama.
I mean, if she up, we can a, na, that's.
Apparently you stopped selling drugs
because you still live with your mama.
- Oh mama I don't sell drugs.
- Cause I figured one of y'all would move out.
You be livin in a one bedroom wit your mama.
Where you sleep at?
(hip hop music)
Have you ever heard of layin low?
- No, nigga I'm not layin low.
- Cause this is low as it get.
Cause you in here wit your mama. That's some low shit.
You can't even have bitches over here.
My ma find this bitch.
Y'all need to put some windows in that bathroom though.
Cause I think your mama went before me.
Cause it was smelln pretty bad already, that aint on me.
♪ Pushed to the top I'm what these people deserve ♪
♪ I'm the greatest commissioner cause I am ready to serve ♪
♪ Leading the lost nation so her follow the heard stampede ♪
♪ Now to uncover what's been asleep ♪
♪ Rushin' to the miracles witnessin' one to see ♪
♪ Could it be that nigga from heaven has set us free ♪
♪ The trappa thinks I'm trouble he threaten men to leave ♪
♪ Now I'm racin for cover I'm diggin dogin at you ♪
♪ Suggested I'm crucified put it all in the news ♪
♪ I'm here to a tip the scales bitchin as they get quality ♪
♪ Prophesying the prophecy balancing on the monopoly ♪
♪ I reincarnate back there aint no stoppin me ♪
♪ Born in the thug in young and they copy me ♪
♪ No I aint taken no apologies ♪
♪ I'm raisin up some motherfuckin' prodigies ♪
♪ I know what you see ♪
(groaning)
- Damn it, left my keys in the car.
(metal clinking)
Damn, child proof locks. Fuck.
(grunting) These fuckin'g idiots. Oh my God.
Fuck my life.
(dramatic music)
(groaning)
(hip hop music)
(playful orchestral music)
(car door clicking)
- What the hell are you doing?
- (coughing) God damn, did you just karate chop me?
- I know, you're not fuckin' sleeping
while the mother sitting in the back seat.
You got all the windows open. He coulda escape.
- Fuck, dog. Look, look let's just take him to the hotel.
- Hotel. We got a hotel booked somewhere?
We have no money.
- [Jay] You are the brokest nigga I know.
- [Toddrick] And I robbed the brokest nigga I met.
- [Jay] That's crazy.
- Hey guys. I got a suggestion.
Why don't you take me to my house?
- Why in the fuck would we do that?
- You have money problems, right?
I got money, cash at my house.
- [Jay] How much are we talking about, white boy?
- $250,000.
- 250,000. - $250,000.
(gasps) Nigga we back up, baby we back up baby, I mean.
- [Jay] Now why the fuck would he have
that much amount of money?
- [Toddrick] Cause he's not a fuckin' cop.
- [Jay] Nigga, you said he was a cop, now you flip-floppin.
- [Toddrick] That's before I knew he had some money.
250,000 is way too much for you.
What'd you doing with that kind of shit?
- Hey look, you want to ask questions.
You want to take me to my house and get the money?
Let me go, call it a day, what do you say.
- [Toddrick] Man, I don't trust him.
I can't, I don't think we can trust him.
- Man, I barely trust your ass.
Look at the situation we got ourself in,
fuck you talkin about.
- [Toddrick] True, true. Where are you live at?
- Oh, it's not far. Just up the road a bit.
- [Toddrick] Okay, let's go get some money nigga.
(car warning bell)
- [Jay] It better be all hundreds, cash.
I don't want to see no plastic.
And I hope you got some food up in there, cause I'm hungry.
Nigga, I'm about to make me a big ass sandwich.
- We gunna need some gas to, cause, I can't bring this back,
it's a rental.
Okay. Here's what we're going to do.
I'm go in with him. I'm gonna get the money.
And then we out get out. We get out.
- Wow, why can't we go in together?
- What you mean, why can't we go in together?
- I mean.
- You want be the guy to go in there
with the creepy white man,
then go for it, be my guest.
- Hey, so why can't I go in?
I'm just sayin, I mean,
it makes more sense that we both go in.
(dramatic music)
(fabric rustling)
- Hey look man, when we get in there don't do no funny shit.
- Alright guys, the safes in my room, just down the hall.
- Man, maybe I should just hang back. You know.
- Just in case this motherfucker tries somethin.
- Oh, you scared now, ha.
- Ain't nobody scared.
But I'm just thinking, bro, like, you know,
just in case he try anything, I can call for help.
- Call for help.
Nigga we in the middle of committin' a crime.
How the hell, who you gunna call for help?
- I was thinking the police,
but maybe that's not a bad, a good idea.
- This is how people end up on the world's dumbest criminal.
- I ain't no God damn criminal.
- You just got out of jail nigga.
- So you just bring up old shit.
- Look, open it up. Just open the damn door.
(key clinking)
- Get in there.
(dramatic music)
Man, why you have to put my business all on front street
in front of this white ass cop.
- He aint no God damn cop, remember.
- But he know other cops.
Friends that are white and he probably gonna tell em.
- Hey guys, I'm not a cop and I don't know any.
Now, can we just get this over with?
- Yeah, let's get this over with.
You stay here, you hear anything funny, your scream okay,
so I can get the hell out.
Anything. You scream.
- Okay, okay, alright.
Now if he take yo gun and whoop yo ass,
you scream, so I can run.
- (laughing) Funny. Let's get you the money white boy.
Come on move.
- White you got some food in your refrigerator?
I know you do.
- Oh, you got a nice ass crib.
Smell like jungle fever in here.
You been fuckin' on black bitches?
Is that what you up to?
- Yeah. - I bet.
Show me where this God damn room is.
- Oh, it's right here.
- I got, I got you, fuck around.
- There you go.
Now it's time for some fun (laughs).
(loud clanging)
- [Toddrick] Hello, that nigga actually pushed me in here.
You know what, it's okay if you fuck on black bitches,
I don't even care. Help.
Help!
- Okay, okay, okay this shits be taken to long man.
- [Toddrick] Help nigga, help.
- Oh fuck. Wait a minute.
This is a fake gun. Where's the real gun?
Oh shit.
Okay, ahh, fuck.
Yo that you?
- [Toddrick] Yeah its me. Is that you?
- Who else would it fucken be nigga?
- [Toddrick] I dunno the motherfucker who pushed me in here.
- [Jay] How the fuck you get in there dog?
- [Toddrick] I just said he pushed me, you know what,
just unlock the door.
- I can't bro. You unlock the God damn door?
- [Toddrick] If I could unlock the God damn door
I'd be out already, it's locked from the outside idiot.
- Why the fuck you tell me to open it then?
- You know what, just use your brain
and your fuckin' foot and kick the door open.
Wait, let me get out of the way.
(loud bang)
- [Jay] Nigga, he just turned off the lights.
- Do you feel anything? Is he out there raping on you?
- [Jay] No, what the fuck.
- Give it a minute, cause once he started fuckin' on you,
I'm just gona run.
- [Jay] You can't run nowhere nigga, you locked in.
- Just (shushing) be quiet, now this white guy,
he gonna do some weird shit, just open the door for me.
(door rattling)
- Nigga, where'd you get the flashlight from?
- Oh it came with the fake badge.
- We need to get the fuck out of here.
- What about the $250,000 man.
- Are you out of your mind? That imaginary money.
He just said that to lure us in here.
- What you mean lure?
- Meaning he wanted to kill us or hump us.
I see it all the time on the fuckin' news.
Why do you think I wanted to go by the fuckin' door?
Just face it, bro. We both got lured in here.
- Stop using the fuckin' word lure.
- Make me feel like some retarded ass kid
has got in somebodies van for some fuckin' candy.
Look, I ain't gonna get botty touch,
I ain't sucking no dicks.
Now you shut the fuck up and let's find this money.
- Alright nigga, come on.
- Shit. - Shit.
- Man did you hear that?
- [Miller] Come out and play.
- What the fuck your the one with the gun.
- Nigga, it's fake.
- He don't know that.
- [Miller] I know that gun is fake.
Came with a fake badge, right? (laughing)
- How I supposed to know the motherfucker
shop at the same store I shop at.
- [Jay] I got an idea.
- Come on, I'm not going to hurt ya.
Just wana play.
- We got lured here.
- We'll you got any fuckin' better ideas?
- Where two black dudes in a white man fuckin' place,
we gonna go to fuckin' jail.
It's time to man up. What is that, a spatula?
You got a fake gun, let's whoop his ass.
- Fuck it.
- Come out and play.
- Lets do it.
- I'm not gunna hurt you, I just wana play.
- Fuck nigga, na nigga.
- (shushing) Shut up, shut up.
He just wants to play.
So you go over there for like five minutes. Okay.
- Are you for real, are you for real?
- I'm just saying somebody gotta.
- You kidnapped me, fuckin'.
You got my mom involved in this. My wife.
I just wanted to watch Dragon Ball Z,
after I got off work.
- Okay. Officer where gunna come out.
- Na, no, no.
- But you not gonna play with out butts
or nothin' like that are you?
- [Miller] Yes I am.
- Oh, fuck.
- (sobbing loudly) I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.
- (Miller laughing)
- You can do this.
- You a super cold nigga you know that.
- He's a white guy, it's not gonna hurt.
- [Jay] I don't wana.
- Alright, all right, here's the plan.
I'm gunna go out and stall.
- Okay.
- When I do that, you come out of nowhere.
knock this nigger out, alright.
- That's your plan, you ain't came up with nothin' good,
but this, this might work.
You go get distraction.
- [Miller] Ready or not hear I come.
- Hurry the fuck up to. Hurry up he's getting closer.
- All right, all right, all right.
- Go.
- (grunts) Be a man.
- Yeah.
- Be a man. - Be a God damn man
You got this.
- Ooh, ooh. - Ooh, ooh.
(grunting)
- [Jay] Alright white boy, it's you and me.
(screaming)
(skin slapping)
(dramatic music)
- Don't you fuckin' move.
Don't you fuckin' move.
(dramatic music)
- Nigga, where the gun come from?
- I dropped it in the car, but I forgot I had it on me
because I had to take a shit.
(suspenseful music)
(laughing)
- Nigga shoot him.
(gun fires)
- Fake gun ha, fake gun you idiot (laughing).
That hurt owe.
(dramatic music)
(grunting)
- [Toddrick] Yeah, fake this (panting).
- Oh damn.
Oh ooh.
(grunting)
- God damn.
Man take it easy.
- Yeah, that moment I beat that fake cops ass.
That new powder, shit.
All I kept thinkin is bout how I was gonna Quanitas fuckin',
baby daddy, boyfriend Tyrones ass, when I see that nigga.
Lets get the fuck out here.
- Alright nigga, come on, shit.
- Hey fuck you.
- [Jay] You got the weed?
- Who knew things could get so bad in 24 hours.
I went from good boy to bad boy.
But hey, I made it through.
Sometimes you just got to go through the fire,
see what didn't burn down in the motherfuckin' house.
And take it to the pawn shop, so you can rebuild.
Get your money right? And keep it right.
Tighter than a frog, bully baby.
Teddy motherfuckin' Todd, back on top.
(laughing)
♪ Good boys for life ♪
(drum music)
- You gonna call your fat butt mama
and tell that bitch to send me a hundred grand.
- Man, my mama on insulin, I pay for her to play.
What's my line? Shit.
- You're mama on insulin.
(laughing)
- [Sage Lee] So now your hustlin my mom?
Or your fuckin' mom. - So now your hustlin my mama?
- And I know you got gout nigga,
cause the bitch been talkin about you.
Yous a no good loser ass nigga.
Stop drinking and get a real fuckin' job.
- God damn trunk
(loud bang)
- Oh shit.
- [Sage Lee] Cut. What are you guys?
- (laughs) I don't know.
- [Sage Lee] To much improvisation.
- I know, that's how it went.
- No, you don't get on the ground Mat.
- No you not suppose to?
- No, cause you.
- Excuse me.
- I don't have time for this today.
Whatever the fuck you sellin.
Oh you suppose to have your stick.
(laughs)
- I know you got them gift cards,
cause I know you fuckin' old black people.
(Actors laughing)
- [Camera Man] And I was good.
- [Jay] That was good, alright.
(crying)
- Oh no, nigga, no, no.
- I know you want to leave me, but bitch
you won't let me go.
- You need to get your shit together.
We're at the beach, and you're cryin about your old bitch
that wana kill you.
There's ass out there, I mean ass, out there.
You just gotta wana go.
- I can't continue.
- You continued at the Target parking lot.
Fat bitches, retarded bitches, I saw you.
- That was a bad bitch though, cause that was thick as hell,
I mean it went like this and then it went like that.
- Focus, focus.
- You can put a cup on that motherfucker.
- If you cry one more time about this bitch.
- I'm trying to recover. I'm just trying to try to recover.
Can I recover?
- [Toddrick] Did you get Covid tested?
You up in her scratchin, scaring the fuck out of me.
(Sage Lee laughing)
- [Toddrick] Huh?
Is that the first vaccine
or second vaccine shot you rubbing off.
- [Sage Lee] You're not supposed to just let him pound
you the entire time.
You're supposed to get some lines in.
- Yeah, I'm about to. - God damn.
- Yeah, I'm just sayin, I mean you know,
I'm a be all up in that bitch.
Hey look, yes I got the list.
I got everything on your list. Everything.
Alright, I'll see you in a few.
You know I'm a be all up in that thang girl,
all up in there.
(crowd clapping)
- Black nigga on stage, what's up y'all?
Yep, that's me Toddrick Franks.
After my funny experience, I realized that, hey,
I am a good boy for life, but on stage,
I got to make this $50 a night.
So you motherfuckers
get involved in my standup comedy.
Cause I took my lifes joke
and trying to get paid off of it.
Oh yeah, Teddy Todd baby. I'm on my way to the top.
If you don't think that it's ain't going to be fire.
Wait, to you see part two?
Oh, woo, woo, oh, woo, woo.
Damn, there's a lot of motherfuckers out here.
Anybody else got scared from the fire?
Nigger, I was nervous as shit when I got the message
that said you're working tonight.
I said "Where?"
They said fuckin' "Backyard barbecue, Compton."
(crowd laughing)
Nigga I got issues out there I don't wana,
man fuckin' Compton.
I sent out a text message to all my people,
said "Y'all need to come support."
Y'all should have read the replies and shit.
They said, "Nigga, you tryn' to set me up?
Nigga, I told you I was gonna get your $20 back.
Get your money back nigga, I don't wana die."
(crowd laughing)
That's bullshit, we in Compton nigga.
But I didn't know Compton had, enough room like this.
What, who's house is this?
Shit, this must be when redline is startin.
It's like you niggas are over there.
Crackers over here.
(crowd laughing)
Got one of these cracker properties, I love it, shit.
I know yous all pulled up ands like "Where we at?"
You seen all the weed growin in the front.
Came to the back, this bitch is dead than a motherfucker.
What kinda fuckin' lawn guy you got (laughs)?
The nigga done put the fake dead grass back in,
let you know they been tryin.
What the fuck are y'all doin.
But the real reason why I got nervous and shit
cause I don't like goin to peoples houses.
That's not my thing. I don't, fuck it.
Cause y'all got to many house rules, you know what I mean?
It's not like the club and shit,
just don't wear your hat nigga.
It's different, you come to somebody's house,
its like "Aah, take of your shoes buddy."
(crowd laughing)
What the fuck is wrong wit you? You know my feet stink.
Niggas don't wear socks unless we got on the flip flops.
(crowd laughing)
Some weird shit going on.
I went to this one white lady's house,
the bitch took my jacket, I was nervous.
"Bitch took my jacket, my weeds in there."
What the fuck is wrong with you bitch?
It took me 40 minutes to find the hoe and my jacket.
- [Lady] We're gonna need you done.
- God damn, need to sit my drink down,
cause the ice done melted.
Shoulda gave me 30 minutes nigga,
I got 30 minutes and five minutes jokes for you niggas
right quick.
But any way, na, I seen you all in this bitch,
and she got a Rottweiler.
Y'all seen the Rottweiler?
I thought it was a white person dog
because the tail wasn't cut.
(crowd laughing)
You ain't train this nigga to do shit.
(crowd laughing)
God damn lickin his own ass, nigga you got to fight.
Live out in Compton niggas, this a Compton dog.
Yo fuckin' up your dog with your jump.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
No, but I went to my white friend's house
and I broke one of the fuckin' house rules.
I hate the house rule shit. I didn't know.
I said fuck it. You know what I mean?
I put on socks just in case.
So I jumped out the shit
and the nigga dog was following me around
the whole fuckin' times.
I said,
"This dog is followin a nigga around, this is bullshit."
I didn't know he was hungry.
So I gave that nigga some chicken.
Here you go motherfucker, he tore that shit down.
(lips smacking)
(dog growling)
He swallowed that shit and started going
(chocking) "Help."
I said, "Bitch. This nigga dog to ask for help."
I said, "You gotta get the away from me nigga,
don't blame this shit on me."
White dude came down the stairs mad as fuck,
"Oh my God. Did you fuckin' feed him?"
I said "I didn't feed him,
I might've dropped some chicken on the ground
and the nigga ate it."
He said "He can't eat human."
I said "I said chicken bitch, no human in the.
What the fuck is wrong with you?"
He said "He can't eat what we eat. Fucker."
When white people call you fucker, you crossed a line.
There's almost no going back.
I said these niggas got my shoes.
(crowd laughs)
They said, "Do you understand this dog has fuckin' diabetes?
Level three, M.H. I don't know what the fuck that is.
But he had it. He's go corona."
I said, "Well God Damn, how'd he get all this shit?"
He said "He had it when we got him."
(crowd laughing)
Now only white people do shit like that.
They wana rescue the dying motherfuckers.
Come on now, this niggas on medicated food.
How the fuck was I supposed to know?