Hustle & Flow Page #7

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for that microphone right there

when the one right next to it

look just like it but cost half, man.

Let's do it this way, man.

If I buy two of them, say you give

them to me both for $90.

This is studio quality. It costs $250.

Now, why would I sell you

two of them for $90 apiece?

Just because of that statement, man,

"The customer's always right,"

ain't you heard?

Not in this case, sir, no.

If you want quality,

you have to pay for it.

Look, man, can't you cut me some

type of break on this stuff here?

What was that?

- What?

- I mean, what you looking at, man?

- Nothing.

- Don't worry, Sparky, man.

I ain't gonna pop or nothing like that.

Look here, man.

The thing is, that gal over there, right?

I got it in real good with her.

I mean, she's my gal and all,

but she don't necessarily

belong to me.

You see, a gal like that, man,

she the type of girl that wanna

shut them doors, lock them,

see what type of specials

you got going on in the back.

And me, I'm the kind of man that

just walk out of here and

leave a girl like that behind

because, like I say, she with me

and all, but she don't belong to me.

Not necessarily.

And maybe when she leaves...

...she can take something that don't

necessarily belong to her neither.

It's like you say, man, you want

quality, you got to pay for that.

Hey, gal.

I need that microphone.

Okay.

I need you to go back there

and be friendly with him

and bring that microphone

out with you, okay?

No. No way.

Nola, I need that microphone.

Get it.

Y'all be good, now.

Hey.

Hey.

- Don't ever do that to me again, D.

- What? I ain't...

No, I ain't some f***ing cash machine,

where you can get sh*t for free.

Ain't like you was

in there sweating bullets.

- I gotta have a say in what I do!

- You was in there for a minute.

- I gotta have a say in what I do!

- Look, man, I was gonna give...

I'm not gonna suck dick

every time you come up short!

You got something for me.

- Do you got something for me?!

- F*** you, D.

- Here, take it! You earned it!

- What the f***'s wrong with you?

This is expensive motherfucking...

Hey, Nola, bring your ass...

- I'm f***ing out of here. I don't care.

- Nola! Don't you do this sh*t right now!

Nola! Bring your ass here, man!

Don't you ever walk away from me!

We do what the f***

we gotta do, man! By any means!

Ain't that right?

We take care of our sh*t.

You think I like this sh*t?

You think I wanna

spend the rest of my life

pimping your pimpled country ass?

Well, not me! I f***ing hate you.

I hate this sh*t!

D!

Do you know what I do

in the back of them cars?

Do you?

Everybody's got something to do!

Everybody's got something important

going on in their life but me, D!

And I want something!

- What do you want?

- I don't really know, but I want some...

- What do you want?

- I don't know.

- Tell me what the f*** you wanna do!

- Not this, D!

You know what, man?

I just got you dressed all wrong.

You know, b*tch like you, man,

you need to have on

one of them suits.

Get you a mobile phone and sh*t.

Get an ear jack.

Man, you gonna feel different.

I'm gonna put you in some

new shoes tomorrow, man.

And you gonna feel

- like you are in charge.

- D!

I know when you're messing

with my head.

Because I let you.

Because sometimes my head

needs to be messed with.

But right now, just don't.

Okay?

Okay.

Hey, Shelby,

I need some high-hat, man.

Give me some high-hat

up top, all right?

Okay, man. This takes a little time.

Look, it should come in right

after the kick. Right there.

Yeah, that's it.

- Try that bit.

- Keep hustlin'

- Keep flowin'

- How that sound?

Tell her to put some more dick in it!

- Most gracious and heavenly Father,

- Okay.

We ask that you bless this food...

...and our home.

- Hi.

- Hey.

My name is Yevette.

I'm Clyde's... I mean, Key's wife.

Oh, yeah. He in the back

with the rest of the fellas.

They fitting to cut something.

Cut?

Well, I like that first one, but you don't.

Well, I think you should

throw out your best ball.

And to me, that's the second one.

Okay. We gonna gab, or we gonna

do the damn thing? Which one?

- Hey, let's beat that b*tch, then, man.

- Hey, everybody.

This here's Yevette, Key's wife.

And look, she brought

everybody sandwiches.

Yeah, yeah. There's...

There's some dill sauce there

in the middle if y'all wanna dip.

If you want.

Hey, you know...

...Key worked really hard

on this last one there,

so you might wanna

just take a little listen to it.

Oh, no. I don't wanna interrupt. I...

- It's just dinnertime. I thought y'all...

- But I think we'd like for you to stay.

Right, Key?

Yeah.

Okay.

Look, this track here, man, this...

This is my heart, man, so...

Before I do my thing,

put my mouth to this mike,

I wanna bless it with a kiss

from my primary investor, all right?

Come on, baby.

Go on, girl.

Hey, just like our primary investor,

that mike is hot.

So kill them fans.

Look, this is my life

And it's a battle within

I gotta survive

Even if I'm sinnin' to win

And if I show no remorse

I'll reap the devil's reward

He said he'd give me riches

But I'm lookin' for more

When I was young

Witnessed my dad standin' for right

Black pride in him

Even though he passin' for white

Took years from my life

Now I'm missin' the man

Mom's on some other sh*t

And now I'm missin' the plan

So I'm stuck

In this f***-the-world mold

All the lessons

To a young teen nigga was cold

Then my pimpin' ass uncle

Put me up on the game

It really ain't no love

It's 'bout this paper, man

Put me in a position

Got me out on a mission

Collectin' from the ho's

Turned me on about pimpin'

A nigga from Memphis

Dealin' with life as a struggle

This is the gift I was given

So I just live by my hustle

Keep hustlin'

It ain't over for me

No, it ain't over for me

Keep flowin'

Flowin'

I'ma step my game up

And get what's coming to me

Keep hustlin'

It ain't over for me

No, it ain't over for me

Keep flowin'

Keep on flowin'

I'ma step my game up

And get what's coming to me

We got to get this sh*t done

by the Fourth of July, man,

because I got some people

I gotta slip this to.

- Who do you know?

- You remember Skinny Black.

I think I see a hater right there.

Hold up.

Hey, there go Skinny Black, man!

- "Skinny Black" Skinny Black?

- Yeah, I know who Skinny Black is.

I've got all of his early stuff,

back when he was still good.

Now, do you really know him,

or just know of him?

I mean, he may not know me, because

we went to different schools and all.

We went to different schools and all,

but, yeah, I know Skinny.

But I'm here to let you know

you ain't taking sh*t,

because I'm running

this goddamn thing!

You wanna make a dollar? Best get

your ass up here with that good sh*t.

Those boys don't want

dirt weed.

Me and him gonna be kicking it over

at Arnel's club on the Fourth of July.

If I can pimp $20 ho's out the back

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