Get Rich or Die Tryin' Page #4

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the f*** out my car?

I had it all...

but still something was missing.

I'll tell you one time,

don't sleep on Dangerous, though.

That's all I'm saying...

is he's hot, so you should stick with him,

all right? That's all I'm saying.

- Yo, yo. What's up?

- It's cool. It's cool.

- Hold on.

- I just wanna give you my tape.

It's my demo, man. It's good, man.

Check it out.

- That your ride?

- Yeah.

- Hold on a second. S500?

- Yeah.

- Check it out, man. You gonna like it.

- All right.

- Where he get that f***ing ride?

- Where do you think?

Hey, n*gger, what's the sense of getting

money if there ain't nobody to see it?

- What's up, baby?

- Hey, what up?

- What?

- Are you for real?

Think about the p*ssy

we all gonna get with this.

I should have

put some panties in the window...

so they know this is not my mama's car.

Whatever.

I think I still have it.

Look at that right there.

She got her sh*t all...

Hey, yo!

Hey!

Stuck-up b*tch.

- I guess she too cool to talk.

- I'll be right back.

Charlene!

Yo, nigga,

we're in the middle of the road.

I'm gonna drive.

Charlene!

Charlene!

- Marcus?

- Yeah.

- Marcus Greer?

- Yeah, what you doing around here?

- How you doing?

- Hi.

What you doing around here?

I just came to see my mother.

We were teaching a dance class

over at Charlene's old school.

Wanna introduce me to your friend?

Oh, yeah. This is Destin.

Destin, Marcus.

- What's up, man?

- How you doing?

So, you hungry?

You were so shy.

You didn't wanna play me

that song you wrote...

in front of me, remember?

It's a miracle.

- Praise the lord.

- Hallelujah!

- You all right?

- You get a nurse?

- What?

- He's not working.

What you did to the boy, huh?

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm all right.

- I mean, you okay?

I'm all right.

Usually, he driving us like slaves.

- Y'all work together?

- No, we work for him.

- You the boss, Marcus?

- Yeah.

This is Justice, that's Keryl,

and you know Antwan.

- Yeah, man. Wha'gwan, baby?

- Wha'gwan.

- So what do you do?

- I'm a gangsta.

No, really. What do you do?

I'm a rapper.

- Seriously, Marcus, what do you do?

- I'm a gangsta rapper.

Marcus is the gangsta-est rapper

there is.

- So what do you call yourself?

- Young Caesar.

- Still?

- Yeah.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Justice.

- Maxine.

- Justice used to work here.

- You still do.

- Sorry about your daddy, Charlene.

- Thank you.

What she talking about, your stepdad?

No, my real father.

You should let me take you out.

- I should?

- Yeah, you should.

Forget Levar, he's too slow.

- Five minutes...

- Hey, Majestic. It's Marcus.

I'll give you a call. Yeah.

F*** Levar, man.

- What's up, man?

- Come on. You seen me at the window.

What take you so long

to open the door?

- I was opening the door.

- What you got for me, man?

- There's $20,000 in here.

- $20,000.

- Need to count this?

- No, you don't need to count it.

- Yeah, how much you need?

- I need a full bird.

- Yeah, how much you need?

- I need a full bird.

- Full bird.

- Yeah.

Full bird.

You deserve a drink.

This is the hardest-working nigga

in drug business.

- Working that crew hard, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

Come over here, Junebug.

- Little Henny?

- It's 10:
00 in the morning, man.

What, you planning on flying a plane

or something?

No, but he planning on driving

that Mercedes he just bought.

What you talking about?

I got me a new... New joint.

- F***, where is it? Out there?

- Yeah, out front.

What the f*** is this sh*t?

Look at him all bashful and sh*t.

Let's see, let's see.

Sh*t, what's my nigga got?

You got that? Come here.

Take them shades off, man.

- Look at that sh*t.

- Sh*t.

That nigga making me look good.

We're going all the way

to the top, right?

- Oh, yes.

- Sh*t.

- N*gger, you got your license?

- No, dealership plates.

That's 'cause you the dealer, right?

See that, Junebug?

You work your ass hard,

that's what your ass get.

Yeah. You can be like me.

I'm big in the hood with this right now,

man, I'm telling you.

I don't even know my name no more.

They calling me "Handsome."

Make a right up here, man.

Where we going?

Levar's.

- That sh*t ain't right, man.

- What?

Cops sitting on Levar's house

like he's some kind of punk.

What can you do about it?

- What do you think?

- Sit tight. Let it blow over.

Damn right.

Let it blow over.

Taught your mama how to drive.

Parking lot out by the beach.

Used to come out there in the winter.

It was all icy and sh*t.

She'd be sliding that thing

all over the place.

You heard anything more about Slim?

No, nigga went

down south somewheres.

Tell me again what happened

that night...

I told you

a million f***ing times already.

Why don't you stop thinking about it?

The minute you see him,

you gonna let me know, right?

Listen, either stop talking about it,

or do something.

How am I gonna do something

if I don't know where he at?

Then let it blow over.

- Get up.

- What?

Get up, b*tch. Move.

- What's up, man?

- What's up?

You all right?

- Who your girl, man?

- Who, Charlene?

Charlene?

Why don't you bring her backstage,

meet Dangerous, man?

We're straight right here.

We gonna hang out for a little bit.

- All right, man. Do your thing, boy.

- All right.

Hey, yo, man.

It's that f***ing spic, Raoul.

Where's Keryl and Antwan?

Come on, girl, let's go!

- I'm all right. I'm all right.

- Just don't try to move him.

- Lay back.

- I'll get a ambulance.

Lay back.

Forget about that.

Just bring the car, man.

Doctor said he's gonna make it.

Amen.

Put your arm around me?

Want me to take you home?

I don't wanna go home.

Can you turn a light on?

It's grimy in here right now.

It's cleaner in my room.

I can see why

you wouldn't turn the light on.

Watch your step.

- You like Rick James?

- No.

- Is this okay for you?

- Yes, thank you.

Your mother was so beautiful.

- That's me and you.

- Yeah.

I can't believe you framed this.

Young Caesar.

Don't go.

- You remember the words to that song?

- What song?

If I was your best friend

I'd want you around all the time

Could I be your best friend?

If you promise you'll be mine

If I was your best friend

I'd want you around all the time

Best friend

Girl, I'm gonna make you mine

Best friend

I remember.

I've been thinking about that song

for 10 years.

Sing some more.

First we get to talking

Then we get to touching

When we get past the phone games

We'll be

I kiss like the French do

Put my tongue in your ear

Do it like the dogs do it, girl

and pull on your hair

Did you know what that meant,

back then?

No.

My stepdad did.

- Are you my best friend?

- More than that.

Hey, yo.

- What up?

- Hey.

- What's up?

- Spinal cord.

He ain't gonna walk no more.

Who told you that? Doctor told you that?

Yeah.

Man.

- Let's go take care of this sh*t now.

- Oh, we gonna take care.

He can't walk. Can't walk no more.

Look at him, man.

He's crying all night and sh*t.

- I don't wanna hear that sh*t.

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