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Violent street gangs from Los Angeles are now trafficing in drugs,
We will have no dark alley ways to hide in.
The Los Angeles police departments Crash program.
War on drugs are focused on crack.
These super addiction drugs are menicing our society.
You are now about to witness the strenth of street knowledge.
-Compton, CA -1986
I'm about to get this right here.
-Knocking on door-
Who is it?
You know who it is.
Open the fucking door!
Open the door.
-Yo hurry up man open the fucking door.
Whats up chris?
-Whats up homie?
Hey-
-Hey
So whats up with you and this codenot being able to not ask me my name at the door?
Because I don't trust you mother fuckers.
-Try, Try it again.
Oh, You aint herd?
My Best runner got cracked.
Sent his young ass up to Y.A.
-Thats sad.
What the fuck that got to do with me?
-Hey Tasha!
-I'm right here.
Hey, Get the steel for me?
-Ahh!
Hurry up!
What do I look thirsty?
I look thirsty to you?
-Here.
Bitch I just said I was'nt thirsty!
-Whoa, whoa,whoa hold up.
Why you got to be so ruthless to her?
-I want my fucking money's,
Wher the money at?
-What the fuck you being so disrespectful in my house for, Cuz?
Nigga, This a dope house you already disrespecting.
[Gun Cocks]
Yeah, We good.
-So bottom line is, We short.
So you ganna let us hold on to that.
Oh yeah?
Well my poeple setting right across the srteet from your mamm's house right now.
Cause if I don't show up, They going to show out!
Green Leaf right?
That the street she stay on?
-You really want to take it there?
You already took it there!
[Whistleing]
Shit, It's a one ton, They got A battering ram!
-I got this!
-Get to the back fuck! -Hey get to the Back!
You better not try a motherficking thing!
Hurry up!
Man get, Get to the back!
You know what to do with it?
-Yes.
Shit!
-Turn around!
Oh, Shit!
What happend?
What you mean, What happen with what?
-Andre, Boy don' play with me.
Do you even care how it makes me look?
Called in favors to get your thoughtless ass an interview and you cant even show up?
Oh...
Look, I'm sorry ma, I just got caught up in this DJ stuff.
I guess forgot.
-You have A child Andre.
Spinning records aint paying none of the bills around here.
What you talking about I get paid.
-Fifty dollars,
So that makes you rich?
It's A start.
Danm, Why you ride me so hard?
-I'm not riding you baby, I'm trying to make you understand
You ain't in no power to run my house
Now you gonna have to go to school,
Or your gonna have to go to work.
Now I don't even care if you are a janitor, I don't care what the hell you do
-Calm down, I own the company I know, I know
But you don't own the company,
Lanzo does.
-Ok.
You think were done here?
-Ya, I mean you,
You got something to say to me?
-You don't care what I'm fighting for okay.
I already know what I want to do with my life.
And it definetly ain't sitting at no cubeicle.
Takeing orders on a bullshit ass job.
-Shut up!
People used to tell me I was to young when I had you.
-Said I would'nt be shit.
-Said you would'nt be shit.
Now I worked my ass off to get us here.
And I refuse to let you throw it all away.
Yo, I have some of your stuff
Good looking out T.
You comeing back?
Man, I don't even know.
I got alot of things to figure out.
-You know mom, She just, She wants the best for you.
Yeah, I Know that T.
But check this out I want the best for me too.
Alright!
That means I gotta go.
Look.
When I get set up right, I'm gonna bring you with me.
I don't even worry about nagging me in Miami
You know, You got to keep it in Miami.
-Don't play man,
Get me somewhere.
Hey I'll call you later.
For now, Stay your little ass out of trouble.
-Yeah, Yeah
Hey, Now for real.
-Alright brother.
Alright.
What you been up to fool?
-Shit, Writing rymes.
You a poet now?
-The flyest one you know nigga.
This nigga, Okay.
Soon?
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-Hey
Oh shit nigga come here.
-Hey what up cuz?
what up cuz?
Hey hood!
what up cuz?
Hey, what up cuz?
Code red!
-Ah get out of here man.
Did you see that shit?
Shut it down!
Man open up the God danm door, Man.
[Bus Driver] -Hey what's going on here?
Shut the fuck up blood.
you all nigga's ready to die today?
Don't get quiet now.
All that shit you all was throwing up out the window,
What's up with it?
Huh!
Didn't think we saw that huh?
Let me see how do that shit again, Let me say
-I was just playing man I swear,
-I swear I was only playing man.
You think nigga's out here playing?
Huh?
Nigga's die every day.
I kill crip for breakfast.
Don't you ever put your mother fucking hands up on a school bus nigga.
You understand me?
-Ya- Yaeh,
Huh?
-Ya- Yaeh,
You all mother fuckers need to gang bang them books.
Instead of trying to be something you all ain't.
Shit you never know.
Cause I might be the one to kill your mother fucking ass.
Remember me.
OG 2-Tone.
Crenshaw mafia boy.
You all drinking drinks in there?
-Yup nigga can.
Hey auntie
-Hi baby
How are you doing?
-It's fine, Thank you.
Auntie Where Dre and Jakes at?
-They're in back.
Hey little momma.
-Why you ain't say hi?
Danm Dre!
Danm!
wooh!
Fuck that shit up Dre.
That shit is dope homie.
Sup Cube.
Man, I had some crazy shit happen on the bus today.
I had a Crenshaw Mafia OG. get on the bus.
Pulled a gun out on us.
Gave a fucking motivational speach and then bumped out.
This shit is crazy.
You must be staying awhile?
-Yup.
-His mamma kicked him out cause of that mouth.
shut your ass up.
She ain't kicked me out I left.
-Whatever.
It's what they all say homie, Alright.
-You got them rymes?
Man I'd stay with the rymes
Man I'm talking about that hard shit.
All I write is that hard shit Dre.
So whats up man, You ready for Doo-To's?
-Shit is Doo-To's ready for me?
You know thats Comton right?
They got body bags at the door.
Ok....
Your ass better bring it.
Cause if you don't.
You might end up in one for real.
- body bag? Man I don't know about that shit.
Ain't nobody fucking with you man!
-Better tell your moms to this motherfucking A.C.
Man What are you doing here? Homeless.
Get off me nigga!
-Get the fuck on down!
Get the fuck of me man!
-Wher the fuck you going?
Hey man I'm just trying to get home man.
I'm....I'm not even doing nothing
-Put yourfucking hands on top of your head nigger
Spread your fucking legs!
-You was'nt suppose to watch!
Shut the fuck up!
-Look these boy's they all grew up on this block, Okay.
That's my son!
---That's my son!
That's my son!
-Lady, I'm telling you, Get back inside
Or I promise you I'll ruing your fucking night!
-Man you ain't got to talk to my moms that!
Shut the fuck up!
You mother fucking nigger.
-Oh I'm a nigger now?
Oh wait a minute my ass mother fucker.
Officer can yu explain why ypu jacking us right now?
-Man i ain't explaining shit to you.
Get the fuck up off the street
-I'm on my property, I can stand right here.
You got that!
Son!
We right here.
-Where you got the fucking rocks homeboy?
Not everybody slinging dope man.
Fuck, This is L.A - P.D. I'm the only gangster around here
Alright they all check out.
-Check out, Check what?, You all just over here just fucking with us!
Get up!
We got charges on all of them anyway.
Pick that shit up!
-Get the fuck out of here!
Okay lets go.
Head home.
-Get the fuck out of here!
Take a fucking walk!
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Do you really want to be here?
This club foot power rules.
-We straght.
Ya, Thanks for the tip homei
I look in your eyes and see a capecorn
you A capecorn right?
I knew it
I can look at a girl and I know their sign.
It's just something I do.
Lorenzo coming man!
No, no, no, Weak at the knee's.
-Huh?
Weak at the knee's.
-Hey, Go outside and make sure nothing is popping off all right.
I want you to keep these fat asses in shape.
Don't play none of that street ass rap shit all right.
I want these mother fucker's to think about pussy,
Not pistols
yo!
-Huh?
I saw you talkin'to my lady man.
Keep your mother fucking hand's to yourself.
-All right!
Man why are you always fucking with lanzo's girl man?
Nigga why not?
Can't be afraid of a grown man in high heels.
Cube, You up!
Hey yo Compton
I got my little Homie
He's about to bust a little ryme for ya'll,
I've want ya'll to give it up,
For Ice mother fucking Cube...!
I fucking told you.
-Yes you did!
I told you.
-Yes you did!
That's what I'm talking about man!
Now see I'm this close to fireing your monkey ass.
What are you trying to start a riot up in here ?
I told you, Didn't I tell you,
I didn't want that hard core shit played in my club.
As soon as I turn my back you do that shit anyway.
-I'm just trying to help your business out lanzo.
You saw they went crazy for that shit.
Man don't worry about my business alright!
You just remember the only reason you're up on that stage
It is because I put you up on that mother fucking stage
Man you a bad ass DJ. I give you that,
But you don't like to listen Dre.
I get tired of arguing all the time.
Cause you know alot of cats will come in here
And they'll play exactly want I want them to play,
Like that shit right there.
Cat's that understand you don't bite the hand that feeds you
Now you take a backseat to that nigga.
-These fucking marching jackets and shit
Marching my ass
You march your ass and do what I say.
Hey Dre...
Why you tripping in there homie.
-Nigga ain't got no fucking vision man.
That's why I'm gonna fuck his bitch,
After he leaves.
-I'm down with that shit homie.
Hey...
Dr. Dre
-What's up D.
It's been minute man.
-I love your jacket.
By the way, Your naging on me
You know I don't like wearing this!
This is lanzo's sht.
-Just part of the gig?
Yeah.. you remember the homie that ran from Cali park right?
-What's so Dre.
What up?.
-What's up, man.
I heard you been um..
Spending some time at your Auntie's house,
What's the couch like?
-Its fucked up.
I'm too tall for that shit.
Plus I got my woman and baby liveing there, It's hard man
But you know, everybody can't do what you do.
-Yeah Dre, What I do is get played out quick,
Mother fucker's getting locked up and laid down out here, You know.
I need some changes.
-Changes ain't bad
I've been thinking about making some changes myself
-What you mean?
What you think about dumping some money into this music shit?
Hey look I got some ideas.
[Let's give it up for Dr. Dre.]
-Fuck... I got to get back up there.
Nice and flawless nigga.
Hey E.
Think about it.
-Alright.
Said what homie?
-What?
Get moveing
-hell Nah...
Hey don't be fucking with my little brother nigga!
-What the fuck did he do to you?
Ah-huh nigga looking at me like you owe me something.
-Man I told you about this shit!
[Alright clear the parking lot] [Everybody go home]
What the fuck is wrong with you man?
-Chill the fuck out.
You too-
-One time
Dispand this whole area and clear this parking lot!
Were just standing here.
-Whats going on?
I fell.
-You fell?
He fell?
-Thats what he said.
I didd'nt ask you what he said.
-Get the fuck fhome!
I am home
-If you don't start walking,
Or what?
-Turn around!
Hands on your head.
Come on!
-Remain siolent!
-Stop resisting boy!
I already know what it is.
-Man!
Sucker punched that dude man.
Hey man, nah, nah, nah...
That was, That was tyreese man.
You know he always got that temporary shit.
Always getting me in fucking trouble man.
-So what they lock you up for?
I was ... literally,
Just standing there, man.
Thats it.
-Ah, ha ,ha, hah!
Is far as thay were concerned.
-Thats the gangterist shit I heard all week.
Stupid...
-Well i was thinking about what you were saying last night little man.
Oh yeah?
And...
It's interesting.
-How long Really think,
How long you think that shit you doing out there gonna last?
Because there ain't no happy endings in gang banging.
-Nigga you said alot, For A nigga who just got Bailed out of jail.
I'm just saying man.
You can slang dope
-Nigga
Like work, What
-Just get fuckig for real with what I said
Yo, Yo!
If you can sling dope man, You can sell records man it's easy.
You got A mind for that shit E.
-So what you talking about doing, Little homie from last night?
Nah man... He in the group.
You know they be tripping.
But...
But that shit,
Realality reps, Thats what i'm talking about man.
Thats it.
My boy's DOC, He comeing in from Dallas....Dope!
-My little homie Red rap too.
Oh yeah?
-Hey look I got these cat's.
HBO.
Homeboy's on ya.
From New York.
Dope voices man.
Some whack ass lyrics though..
Que he wrote this shit for um, It's crazy
I'm sure we can probably do something with that.
It's what I'm saying man start a lable or something man.
-A Lable?
It's kind of fucking far fetched Dre.
-Yeah but check this out.
What would you call a record Lable like that?
Ruthless.
-Ruthless...
Sick of these fucking police
Let's get the fuck clean out of here trying to get me sent to jail.
Get your simple ass in the car.
What the fuck is jacking?
And whats a 6..4?
-Yeah..
It's a car.
A 64 Impala
-Jacking is when you jack somebody man.
It's not a big deal, the shit just sounds better.
-Yo man it is to much cursing for the radio
Like.. I mean besides who gives a fuck about Compton anyway right?
-Hold the fuck up,
Hey hold up man
Hey ya'll got something to say about Compton?
Cause u might reply one up in this bitch.
Huh
yo!
Then do the lyrics.
Cause I'm really lossing my patience
Alright!
Stop fucking emberusing me man.
-Man I ain't with that shit.
Man fuck that shit.
-fuck this jerry curl rap bullshit man.
Yo fuck you
Weraing a cambo don't make you LL. Cooljay nigga!
-What you gonna do about it?
Whats you going domarked ass nigga!
-Hey!
Let's roll B.
-Beach steet looking mother fucker
Jerry curl ass.
-Keep talking that bullshit on your way up out the door Nigga...
Well there goes the talent Dre.
-Shut the fuck up nigga.
I'm saying.
-How the fuck we suppose to make a record in not even a week?
Hit records and we ain't even got no talent.
I mean you said hold up my side of the dea.l
You said put some money up.
Shit it's time for you to do that.
-Why don't you do this shit E?
-Naw for real get in there on the mic.
You ain't got shit to loose.
It's your money.
You paying for it.
-No I can't cause I'm not a rapper.
Theres your rapper.
-I'm in a group already man jinks and them would trip on me if I do anything.
Look I understand you want to keep throwing your life away,
with jinks and the fact that their a boogie band.
-Ah whatever, But I'm the very core of this shit.
So whenever ya'll figure out what ya'll wanna do, Just let me know.
-Come on man look, This song is about you E.
Eazy mother fucking E. I'm telling you.
-Come on man.
You the only mother fucker with a 64,
You got a 64?
-I don't have a car.
You got a 64?
-I got a poor porsch now
Nigga come on man.
-You ain't doing nothing.
Put you in buseiness man so you know
-It's only you.
We got a cold ass song though...
I think we can hit that shit.
-I'm not sold Dre.
What you mean your not sold?
-Just gonna sit there?
Your kind of being a hoe right now Eric.
-Fuck ya'll nigga's.
-There he going with the same thing.
I ain't scared
-You ain't scared?
Waht are you doing?
E... Let me produce.
Man...
-Let's get with it.
Man shut up and get comfortable.
Let's go.
-Cruising down the street in my 64.
Shit...
-What the fuck is so funny?
Nothing,
Hold up, Oh E, Can you hear me?
-Yeah I can hear you,
Hear how much ya'll fucking lauphing.
Oh, E.
You good just hit that first beat hard
-Man you got to come in on beat.
Cruising down the street.
-You cruising.
You good Eric!
-Hey,
Its dope.
But on beat, Again... alright let's go.
Were cruising.
Alright.
Cruising down the street in my 64
-Shit, That ain't it
It really ain't.
-Hey, Hey, Dre he got to go if were going to do this.
Q, You got to go.
-Get the fuck out of here yo.
You not talk.. --Now nigga both of you all.
You talking to me?
-Bye... Lets go Qube.
Hey yo like get the fuck out of here man
so we can get this shit done. -Write the song Qube.
Shut the fuck up! ...Cube
-Whatever you be bitching Cube.
Ah, Yes!
-Man come on you know it ain't
Whatever.
-Look...
Mother fucker...
Come on E. -You sitting strange you want to lauph too?
I stay in this bitch by myself.
-Hey! Just say the words alright.
-What's that even mean?
Man just say the shit with me alright.
Cruising.
-Cruising!
Yeah cruising, Now let's go.
Dre. You know this shit ain't never going to work.
-Alright you,
You trying to be funny
But you see how you said that shit right.
Like you believe it.
-Yeah I believe that shit.
Then say it like you believe it man
Like it's a mother fucking sunday,
And you cruising down Crenshaw
In your mother fucking 64
Come on say that shit like you believe it man.
Like you show words feel that shit.
Stop playing around loosen the fuck up.
There you go
-Cruising down the street in my 64
Oh, Shit!
Hey that was dope E.
That shit was dope man!
Yeah!
That's what i'm talking about man.
Cause you may be feeling that shit right?
Now we only got 59 more lines to punch in.
But it's all good, Were going to get through it.
Let's go on to the next one.
Alright Eazy!
-Hell ya!
Dre!
-Yeah.
Yes- -Yeah!
Hey Doc
What you think man?
You think they going to pull that shit in Dallas?
Man... To be honest man.
That shit was super dope.
-Nigga hell yeah!
The lost lord
-Rick what you thinking?
Sounds like some wasted time shit to me.
Look trust me this shit ain't going to work.
Alright you ain't going to get no radio to play with that shit right there.
-Oh, For real?
Oh yeah, For very real!
And ya'll need to wrap this shit up too
Cause I need to get back on that slow jam that we talked about.
This whole reality rap shit ya'll trying to be talking about,
Low rideing from jail, Nobody wants to heare that shit.
Now you need to get back in there and work on that slow jam that we worked on.
Now i'm serious
About all you mother fucker's.
Takeing up my time, That's comeing out of your pay.
No disrespect nigga's, But I know your real
But you mother fucker I ain't going to take that shit from you.
Twenty years from now your going to fucking thank me, watch.
-Nigga Twenty years from now your still going
to be recording love songs in this dusty ass garage.
-Get the fuck out of here.
Wrap this shit up.
-Get your ass out of here.
Yeah okay, You got it.
-No you got it!
[All lauphing]
Man... Your a fucking genius
Thank you.
Wooaah!
These phones are burning up
This is 1580 KDAY.
This great map of the Mac attack.
And I got to give it up for my boy Dr. Dre...
Who's comeing with Comptons very own Eazy E.
And your listening to The Boyz In The Hood.
The numer one recripted song, For six weeks and counting!
Alright,... I guess i'll see you soon.
-Excuse me!
Yeah.
-I heard your record
I'm Jerry Heller.
-Eric Wright.
Real pleasure to meet you man.
-Same here.
Would it...
Here let me get those for you,
Let me get those for you.
Would it be possable to have a word,
With you for A second Eric?
-About what?
Of musuc.
Sorry I thought your album was good man.
-It's good.
Hmm...
Hey, Hey- -Hey, Hey!
Now, I thought it was exeptional.
-Eexeptional. Yes fantastic.
Please just sit down alright?
We'll start this again.
Come on.
Right... ah.
Um...
Were going to try this again okay.
-Alright.
As a music manager let me tell you what I can do for you Eric.
I will make you legit.
-It seems as if I could do something for you.
I see, You think cause I don't have some.
flashy office I dont' know what I'm talking about.
-I've worked with Elton John, -I worked with owess remming
Let me see I worked with...
War...
Ah, I worked with Stix...
-Have you worked with anybody this decade?
Let me tell you what I see here, Eric.
Alot of raw talent.
Alot of braga-duetude.
Bravado.
Ah, But if you think anybody's going to talk to you,
You think anybody's going to let you in the building.
Or somebody might listen to you or talk to you?
You think thtas going to happen, Your crazy man
I'm sorry.
But that is what I can do for you.
I can make you legit.
I can get you in.
That building
And i will protect you.
I will block out all the noise of this crazy fucking business.
And we can build something big.
But you got to believe in me Like I believe in you.
The way that I believe in this.
Because you have a uniqe talent Eric.
Very special.
Don't fuck around.
You know what?
If you can't handle it,
If its to much fucking presure for you, Then fine...
Get out of here.
-I'm listening.
You got more music for me?
-Absolutely.
Okay.
Cause your going to have to funnel this up Quick.
Alright.
Now what does N.W.A. stand for huh?
No whited allowed somthing like that?
Nah...
Nigga's with attitude's.
I'll buy that.
Good I like that.
I like that alot.
You in dept?
Big ten.
Ten thousand.
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Skateland 1988
Hey Dre.
Hey fella's
Ya'll got any idea why I asked ya'll to wear all black tonight?
Because were an allstar group.
And to be an allstar group.
You got to look like it.
Sound like it.
Dress like it.
You mind telling me what the fuck happen to your situation?
-Man kiss my ass, This is the only clean shirt I had.
I say you lauph about how you look.
-Are we getting paid to wear all black?
Look, I ain't looking out for you ass no more.
Man put this on.
Ah shit look at Mr. Drummond.
-Nah, Nah, That's Mr. furley from Trree's Company.
Ya'll finished?
This man been out shopping our stuff around.
Trying to get money for ruthless.
He's trying to get us retribution.
He's trying to get us on tour,
He could probably bring some real money to the table
So let's take this sereuse
-Ok then what E?
All he does is take twenty off the top.
We cut eighty, But that's how manager's work.
-Hey, This mother fucker Jerry heller bring in more pussy?
Cause that shit's worth twenty percent.
-Hey man, For real though.
They want N.W.A.
Let's give them N.W.A.
-Hell Yeah!
Alright.
-Alright!
Let's go get this money....
What do you think?
-Can we make friends in ComptonI don't think so.
Queens maybe
Listen, You find the next Cameron Jones you call me ok.
Good luck.
-Thanks for comeing.
Dre.
-The stage was shakeing so much
I thought my le was going to fall off the breaker.
-yo, I was tripping off those noble words though.
That shit was crazy!
-Hey yo i'm telling you, Comptons definitely on the map yo.
Yeah right nigga.
That's for damn sure man.
-Damn our people could represent tonight.
Hey suge man, foreal what you been up too?
You still out there in Vegas?
It's suge.
-What's up man.
Man I just been back and fourth man.
Doing some security bodyguard work.
If you ever need my service's let me know?
-I don't think we need no bodyguard man we got that coverd.
But you never know what you need until you need it.
I just came here to give ya'll props.
I got people waiting on me.
-Excuse me.
Ah, okay
That was... one hell of a show.
You kicked ass yeah.
You definetly did.
Okay this is um, Eazy E. and N.W.A. obviously.
Guy's this is Brian Ternan.
-Ice Cube.
Um, Pleasure.
Briain runs priority records.
And he wants to sign you.
-Hey E. ah well fella's I gotta tell you iI loved the show.
Alright what you did with that crowd out there,
I mean I never seen anything like that,
I think honestly, You know one or two of you guy's would fit perfectly.
With our Lables.
Nah, Nah, Nah Man. No, No man hold on man
I mean priority records,
I've never heard of them.
Man what you got?
-Ah...Yeah We represent Lida Bake but mostly R&B.
-Who's that?
Well it's ah, California Raisins.
-Who?
It's ah, California Raisins
-Um the raisins from the comercial, I heard it through the grape vine?
Yes Cube for the last word yes
-That would be the one.
By slip two, I promise then let's start cashing checks.
So look, Ah...
I got to tell ya, Those little fucker's went gold last year.
-Gold?
Yeah, Almost platinum Yeah.
What do you say fella's?
Do you want to go make a record?
-Yeah!
Thank you.
Thank you!
-Good?
You did real good, You did it Jerry
You did, Thank you man.
-You did it!
Alright so look, If your lines ain't tight you ain't makeing a record.
This ain't lanzo's shit it's the real deal.
Alright.
So your shit better be dope.
Who's up?
-Randell.
Get that shit randell,
-Get that shit randell!
Alright!
-Let's see.
Hey young play that shit.
Yeah!
-Get it! Get it Dre.
Check this out.
Shit! That's what i'm talking about man.
But you hear the difference right?
Way better than the shit I came up with.
I know I fucked you.
-Excuse me gentlemen, I thought you'd like to know,
Our deal with priority records is done.
-Yes!
And this stuff right here is for you to sign.
-Thank you,
You keep sounding like this, This album is going to be incredible.
-Well you welcome Jerry.
Very strong lyric's too Qube.
Very strong.
appreciate that Jerry. - uh hmm.
So what's up with our contract stuff?
Thier getting done right now
Lawyers are on that
yo dogg there's something outside you need to take care of.
Right now!
Let me get this straight, You going to do this right here right now?
-What am I suppose to do?
Were sleeping on a twin bed at you aunties house we have a baby Andre.
You expect me to wait for what your doing in there?
And you in the streets fucking around!
You crazy?
-Waht!
Don't come over here busting my fucking ass.
Day and fucking night trying to create something,
You going to come up in here talking about some bitches than your crazy.
-You don't get it.
No you don't get it labetta!
Daddy! It's alright baby
-Chill out man
Now your okay alright?
Right baby?
Daddy love you.
yo you cool?
Fuck no, I'm far from cool.
-What happen man what she say?
What did you do?
Ah shit here we go again.
Awe shit, One ton, One ton.
We ain't even doing shit E.
-I got that shit.
-You mguy's lost?
You nigga's suppose to be somwhere?
yeah!
Here! We work here.
-Oh you work here.
Yeah i'll bet.
-What did we do?
You'll find out in a minute what you did.
-What's this?
Shut the fuck up man.
Get your ass on the ground now!
Get on the ground!
-On the ground?
What am I suppose to do with this?
-What we do.
Hey!
-Get down! Get on the ground now!
Get your punk ass on the ground, You too!
Get the fuck down!
Hands behind your back interlace your fingers!
-This is fucked up.
Interlock them!
What the fuck you got us on the ground like this for officer?
It' for our protection.
There is seven of you and four of us.
So sit tight and let us do our job.
-Officer i'm sorry what is going on?
Sir can you stay right there please?
Were trying to check these banger's to make sure they're clean.
Aright I'm sorry these are not banger's okay.
These um.. These are artists.
-Excuse me artists?
Yeah.
-Seriously
Yeah!
-What kind of artist's?
Rappers and they're working with me in the studio right now.
-Well see rapping is not an art.
And I'm sorry who are you?
-I'm the manager.
Well your wasteing your time.
Mr. manager- -you got to be kidding me?
Your wasteing your time. -Really?
These client's of yours, these rappers
They look like gang member's
You can't come down here and arrest people because of what the look like.
What are you crazy?
But that's police harassment!
-You said your a manager right?
Yeah!
-Your not a fucking lawer.
Does that matter?
You can not come down here and harass these guy's because they're black!
People have rights
-Said step back
I'll step back if you let them up, Get up guy's
God Eric!
-You don't tell them to get up!
I'm stepping back you have no idea the people I know.
I'm going to call the mayors office.
-Step back
Now get up!
Get up now!
-Okay.
And you keep your people in line you understand!
Get the fuck out of Torrence
You got a problem?
-Tore my jersey.
This is jump street.
-Get to stepping.
Eric come on, Come on let's go.
-You got a proublem?
No.
Hey...
It's a fucking setup.
-Shut up!
Every things fine ok.
-Yeah.
You got something to say?
Cube.
You got something to say boy?
-Cube
Get inside let's get back to work.
You heard what your master said get inside.
Boy!
-You shut the fuck up!
Hey get the fuck back inside.
-Get inside cube.
Were going to go back and work.
Ok leave us alone
You know leave us alone.
-Fucking rap music.
You fucking disgraceful pig.
I got something for this beast.
-Hey yo cut it.
What it looking like Dre?
Hard?
-Yo...
Hell yeah Qube.
This is going to start some shit with this one unique.
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