Biker Boyz Page #5

...damn, at least do it|for some self-respect.

Oh, I forgot.

You're just like|your b*tch-ass daddy.

- J, come on...|- You know my daddy?

Calm down now.

Hey, thanks.

Move, move, move!

Excuse me.

What?

Walk!

Who the hell are you,|coming up in here...

Slow your roll, girl.|Slow your roll.

You don't want no|problems with this lady.

I'll be right|with you, a'ight?

I'll be right|with you.

Still on the prowl.

I thought by now|you'd grown up.

Nice to see you, too, Anita.

Let's go out back to talk.

I need to talk to you|now, Smoke.

I think Jalil's|going to race...

...some crazy-looking brother|in a Strayz jacket.

Oh, you're talking about Wood.

No, if he was racing,|he'd be racing against Dogg.

- I need you to stop it.|- Why?

I've already lost one of|my own to this bullshit.

I'm not looking|to lose my baby.

Well, I'm not the one|you need to be talkin' to.

Well, I am talking to you.

He don't listen to me, Anita.

He ain't paid attention to|a word I said since Will died.

Now, what makes you think|he's going to pay...

...two shits of attention|to what I got to say now?

You told me if I ever needed|anything, you got me.

Oh, you did say|that, didn't you?

Yeah, yeah.|Come on, Anita!

I'm asking you to stop it.

What am I supposed to do?|You know how the set go.

What, I'm supposed|to just jump up...

...and say, "Hey, hey, hey.|No, y'all can't do this"?

The man has laid down|a challenge.

It's been accepted.

I can't stop that.

That ain't how we do this.

I ain't asking|how you do it.

I'm telling you|what you gonna do.

Why the hell would I do that?

Because he's your son.

What you say?

What you say?

Jalil is your son, Smoke.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Yes, Smoke!

He's your son.

And if you didn't have your head|so far up your ass...

...you'd know this.

You serious?

Yes, I'm serious.

He was born eight months|after I got with Will.

Who was I with|before then?

Who did I have|to cut loose...

...because he changed his women...

...as much as he changed|his drawers?

Almost 19 years...

...and you never looked at him.

I looked at him.

Damn!

Damn, you're dropping this|on me now...

...and I'm the one|that's got my head up my ass?

Okay, all right, that's fair.

Maybe I should've|told you before.

And maybe I shouldn't|be telling you at all.

But now you know.

Did Will know?

He never asked.

But he wasn't stupid.

He had eyes.

He knows it takes nine months|to make a baby.

Well, if I was deaf,|dumb and blind...

...it wouldn't justify this.

You should've told me, Anita.

Smoke, I tried.

Not hard enough.

Well, it's kind of hard|talking to somebody...

...when they in bed|with another woman.

Okay, look, this has|nothing to do with me.

All right, but...|I'm just asking.

Do right by Kid.

This is bullshit, Anita.

Are you going|to do it, or not?

Kid! Dogg!

Let's do it.

It's only trackin'|in this, right now.

Puttin' us on the map, baby!

Beat him up!|Beat him up!

Yeah!

Yo, what's up, Dogg?

That's a nice lid, man.

Like that?

Hell, yeah.

It's a shame|you won't be able...

...to take that|home with you.

Kid, Kid.

I don't know whether|I should waste my time...

...whipping your ass|in this race...

...or take you across my knee.

Kid!

Come here.

For what?

We need to talk.

Man, I'm about to race!

I said get your ass|over here now!

What?

Get off the bike.|Get over here now!

Aw...

What's the matter?

Smokey won't let you come out...

...and play with the bandit|tonight?

I'm tired of you, Smoke!

This ain't your race, man!

We tryin' to do|something out here!

What's your problem, Smoke?

Kid...

...what are you doing, man?

What does it look|like I'm doing?

I'm setting to ride, man.

Not tonight, kid.|You ain't racing tonight.

Man, you buggin', man.

Listen to me for|a second, all right?

Listen to me.

Now, I was with the Black|Knights for five years...

...before I had my first race.

It takes that long to|develop the skill, all right?

It's not the engine.|It's not the bike.

It's the rider, his reflexes.|I know you good.

You real good, but...

You don't have the experience|to go up against Dogg.

Man, shut up, have a seat!

- Man, I'm about to...|- Kid...

Watch me race.

Not tonight.

That boy better learn|how to duck or something!

Smoke, what you doing, man?

Primo, back off.

Train. Train!

Yo.

Seen Nita?

She caught a ride.

When?

Couple minutes ago.

Hey... You all right?

Yeah, yeah,|I'm all right.

This is supposed|to be fun, Prez.

Stay out of it!|He jumped him from behind!

You stay out of it!

You... Stay|out of it!

Hey, hey! You just make sure|you stay out of it!

Get up!|Kick his ass!

Go on, Prez!|Go on, Prez!

Kick his ass, Kid!

Easy, big man!|Easy!

Come on. Hit him.|Come on. Come on!

I told you that boy|needed some act-right.

You all right?

Get up, Kid.

Who else knew about this?

Train is the only person|I ever confided in.

What about Smoke?

I told him tonight.

Come here, baby.

What are you doing?

You talkin' about "give me|your word" for racing?

You been lyin' to me|my whole life!

Jalil, baby, let's just|sit down and talk about...

About what?

Jalil...

Jalil!

What you want, Queenie?

I figured you wouldn't|want to be alone tonight.

What made you think|I would be?

Like I couldn't kick|the ass of the skank...

...you've been hanging|out with lately.

You want me to go,|I'll go.

We gonna win more lids...

...than any crew on the set.

And we gonna out-hustle...

...every crew off the set.

Kid...

...now, you know|we can't be legit...

...if we go back to hustling,|all right?

Set won't let us.

And another thing.

From now on, Biker Boyz|set their own rules!

We doin' wheelies,|they can't even name it.

We're doing stoppies, yo,|they can't even frame it.

Biker Boyz!

Yeah!

I said Biker Boyz!

Yeah!

- A'ight?|- A'ight!

Biker Boyz!

Rain check. Fresno.

What comes with it?

- You see that?|- Oh, my God!

Are you bulletproof,|Biker Boy?

Hey, Max!

You want to slow your roll?

Hey, Smoke, my man.

It's been a while.

Long time.

I need you|to cut him loose, Max.

Is that so?

Yeah.

Well, you know|what, Smoke?

I'm afraid|I can't do that.

Why not?

Well, because this a**hole|and his knucklehead friends...

...they came down to my turf...

...and they hustled my nephew|out of how much?

1,200 bucks.

1,200 bucks.

Can we make it right?

Go back inside.

That's not an option.

I want double the money back.

Done.

And I want you to make sure...

...that that a**hole...

...learns his lesson.

Oh, I'll take care|of that, all right.

You know I|could have you...

...thrown off|the set, right?

Do what you gotta do.

So, how you wanna|handle things...

...between me|and you then?

I'm 18 years old.

We ain't got sh*t|to handle.

You do your thing,|I'll do mine.

Yeah, a'ight,|but I need you...

...to hear me on|something, a'ight?

What?

Your mother's right|to be worried about you.

The way you rolling,|you ain't gonna see 19.

Now you need to slow|your ass down.

You need to stop telling me|what to do!

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