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All right, let's move.
If you stay with Beretti long enough...
I can't tell whether he's fighting her or banging her.
Maybe I lost my soul.
♪ Everybody lookin' for somethin' ♪
my idea...
you've got 'em loyal for life. You really think
Just want to have sex with me now 'cause
Not right before a public stock offering.
♪ It goes bang, bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
the savior of hip-hop.
Okay.
then showing up to our sound check late. So you're saying...
with your contact at the mayor's office and see
Only when I stop making money from it.
You just stopped coming.
(muffled moaning, thumping continue)
I'm back, but I ain't home.
In addition to me managing Jamal...
Everybody want me to be what they want me to be.
that you as bad as Titan.
♪ For the record, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang ♪
you stay. I don't care what you do.
How you doing, Andre?
We grew up with him.
I cut a check for that and your signing bonus this morning.
♪ Know I need a man that can aim, let's get it ♪
Jay, let him in. Let him in.
Our boy shot a Cashville gangster.
♪ She brag about the way I give it to her ♪
How?
DOCTOR: You've got ALS.
but you know how... Let me tell you something, TaKeem.
I know what I'm saying, baby.
I mean,
I'll be right back.
To me, it looks like payback for Beretti stealing Kidd Fo-Fo.
(chuckles) My father wasn't alone.
who just rocked up here, man--
This race between you and Jamal?
Yeah, it's disgusting.
Look, I don't care how you feel about your mother.
without even consulting me.
♪ And so you walk ♪ (siren wailing)
Creedmoor Entertainment presents
Stop, stop.
I can't...
But it was worth it, right?
We're known as TaKeem. Well, TaKeem,
Performances, appearances, recordings--
where she can slide him an offer somewhere in their hood.
the boy don't even sleep.
(song continues)
Remember our first Christmas?
LUCIOUS: I didn't write this. VERNON: Of course