Get Rich or Die Tryin' Page #5

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- We gotta send a message.

- Damn, man.

- It's your crew. Your own crew.

All right. All right. Charlene.

- What's up?

- I gotta go handle something.

- What?

- I gotta go handle some business.

That's not gonna

make him walk again, Marcus.

Come on, give me my hat.

Hey.

- Is that clean?

- Yeah.

- Where'd you get it from?

- Majestic.

- Majestic cool with this?

- Yeah.

Pull over to the left.

I don't got a good feeling about this sh*t.

- There's four of them.

- Yeah. It's f***ed up. Let's go home.

- Go.

- Give me the gun.

- Huh?

- Give me the gun!

What the f***...

Who's this nigga?

What the f*** you want?

Don't do it, please!

Please don't f***ing do it!

Don't f***ing do it!

Don't f***ing... Papa!

Oh, f***!

- You okay?

- Drive.

... we were complicitous,

as a country, in narcotics traffic...

at the same time

as we're spending countless dollars...

in this country to try to get rid

of this problem.

It's mind-boggling.

What's up?

In 1987, Oliver North was investigated...

for his role in a covert

money-for-arms operation.

You're all right.

Breaking out.

It's time for bed, huh?

- What happened?

- Nothing.

Don't lie to me.

You got blood on your shoes.

Maybe this life isn't for me.

- Did you kill him?

- No. I should've.

Men hide their emotions.

You bury yours, Marcus.

You're you and I'm me, Charlene.

The cops didn't find that gun

they came looking for.

They found something else instead.

- What's this?

- That's your sh*t.

My sh*t?

Why would I keep my sh*t here?

You're f***ed, man.

Man, that sh*t ain't ours!

What the f***, man!

Never seen him before.

Yeah, never seen him before.

All right, y'all, settle down.

Listen up and pay attention.

My respect has been taken from me.

Who authorized the Colombian hit?

All right.

Without getting too biblical and sh*t,

violence only begets more violence.

It does not beget more money...

which is the reason I thought we were

all here in the first f***ing place.

Now, I'm going away

for a short period of time...

to pay a political debt

to our illustrious police department.

And while I'm away,

I don't want no f***ing drama...

on our streets...

about anything...

by anyone that's going to draw heat...

or attention to us in any way...

unless you have my f***ing permission.

Is there any nigga here

in Pelham Hall...

that is unclear about

what the f*** I just said?

Good.

So now, for all you

hearing-impaired motherfuckers...

while Levar's down...

I'm number one.

So now, if you have any problems...

come see me.

Marcus. Come here.

Well, then...

my brothers.

Now, next time you have a problem,

you come see me.

See, now you gonna have

to take the fall for this bullshit.

- Cops, man, they planted that sh*t.

- No, they didn't.

We know who's doing what.

See, now be careful

who you let in your house.

'Cause someone close to you

is using.

Soap up.

Being real cheap on the soap.

And y'all can turn the water up

a little bit in here.

Yo, man! Guard!

Fight! We got a fight over here!

You saved my life.

Let's go.

Hmm-hmm.

This way. Keep going.

Why?

I don't know.

Looked like you needed saving.

What's your name?

Marcus.

Bama. Nice to meet you.

- Bama. You from Alabama?

- No, North Carolina.

North Carolina?

So why they call you Bama?

I didn't want folks calling me Lina.

Somebody wanted me to kill myself.

Thought about it.

Thought about my mother.

I was in a tomb, just like her...

and I had to find a way out.

I went forward...

made my mark.

It was either express myself or die.

I know I did a lot of bad things

in my life...

but from that moment on...

I decided to tell the truth.

And I wasn't gonna back down.

Levar was not expecting

things to change.

Deal with it, okay?

But after the shooting, he wasn't

gonna pay a little political debt.

He was gonna pay with his life.

Majestic set him up...

and blamed it all on Odell.

This nigga been working

for the Colombians.

Betrayed Levar. Cost us money.

Now, how he gonna pay?

Let's pay him in diamonds and gold.

You right, motherf***er.

Them shiny-ass motherfucking teeth.

I can't trust you?

Are you working with the Colombians?

Nigga, you the one set up Levar, nigga!

That was you who set up Levar, nigga!

Come on, man!

That was you that set up Levar!

Oh, sh*t.

Everybody relax. We're all friends here.

Levar f***ed your b*tch!

You got a lot of mouth on you, Odell.

Levar f***ed your b*tch, nigga!

- Yeah, babe?

- Levar f***ed Katrina.

Majestic began his rise to the top...

and Dangerous crowned it all

with a song.

People got shot.

People disappeared.

And Majestic felt like

nobody could touch him.

Yeah, turn my music up.

Turn it up in my headphones

a little bit, son.

Yeah, we're gonna have to see.

What up? Yo, Majestic! You!

What up, baby?

Yeah. Yeah. It's like this. Come on.

Niggas that pull their heat

And get shook, die on the streets

You can't look weak

Niggas'll lay you down six feet

And when you lay down

You keep an eye open when you sleep

We took the food out your belly, nigga

How you gonna eat?

You want me

You can find me on the block

See you in the morning.

And I will squeeze off rounds and watch

them slugs split your hairpiece

We run these streets

Where murderers and gangstas meet

Black skull, nigga

We pull the ice and gold

Straight out your teeth up in the NYC

Now you listen, gangster. Listen.

- Where's Majestic?

- No, man, no, man!

Tell Majestic we called.

You know, I ain't never trusted folks.

See, where I grew up...

there was a whole bunch...

of jealous cats.

They used to be mad

'cause I was light-skinned, you know?

They used to grab me after school

when I was in first grade and be like:

"Smack him and watch him turn red."

So I got me a screwdriver and started

carrying that with me to school.

They ain't smack me no more.

- What's wrong with you, man?

- I just wanna kill somebody.

- Who?

- Anybody.

There's a whole lot of anybodies

in the world, man.

You know,

I had this image in my head...

of Rick James killing my mama.

I mean that.

I know Rick James ain't kill my mama.

He just favored this dude named Slim,

you know.

Well, what you got in your head now?

All kinds of images.

It usually goes down

over money and whores

But lil' homie, in my hood

When it rains it pours

This is real

Lil' homie, when it rains it pours

Hollow-tips and Talons

When it rains it pours

You caught in lead showers

Just because

Niggas ain't playin'

When it rains it pours

The Colombians hit back at Majestic

by cutting off his supply of drugs.

Eventually, just like Levar...

Majestic had to go

shake hands with Delgato.

But neither were happy about it.

One shot, one kill, what's the deal?

Yo, what's the deal?

Listen, lil' homie

When it rains it pours

Hollow-tips and Talons

When it rains it pours

You caught in lead showers

Just because

Niggas ain't playin'

When it rains it pours

Niggas get set up

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