"[Police Radio Chatter]" "[Dogs Barking]" "[Helicopter Whirring]" "[People Shouting]" "[Man] Violent street gangs from Los Angeles... are now trafficking in drugs in cities far from their own turf." "[Ronald Reagan] They will have no dark alleyways to hide in." "I, Lieutenant Colonel North, I don't recall that conversation." "[Man #2] The Los Angeles Police Department's CRASH program." "Gang-related violence-- [Man #3] Richer, better off and better organized." "[Man #4] A rival gang drove up and shot them." "[Dan Rather] The war on drugs is focused on crack, the super-addictive" "[Reagan] Drugs are menacing our society." "[Man #5] You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge." "¶¶ [Smooth Rap Intro]" "I'm about to give you this right here." "[Woman] Yeah?" "[Knocking]" "Who is it?" "[Man] You know who it is." "Open the fucking door." "Open the door." "Hurry up, man." "Open the fucking door." "What's up, cuz?" "What's up, homey?" "A'ight." "E." "[Lock Clicks]" "So, what's up with you and this code knock, asking me to say my name at the door?" "We don't trust you motherfuckers." "What y'all tryin' to do?" "You ain't heard?" "Best runner got cracked." "Sent his young ass up to YA." "That's sad." "Fuck that gotta do with me?" "Hey, Tasha!" "I'm right here." "Get this dude a 40." "[Sighs] God." "Hurry up!" "Nigga, I look thirsty?" "I look thirsty to you?" " Here." " Bitch, I just said I wasn't thirsty!" "Hold up." "Why you gotta be so ruthless, Eric?" "I want my fucking money." "Where the money at?" "What the fuck you being so disrespectful in my house for, cuz?" "Nigga, this a dope house that you already disrespecting." "Yeah, we good." "[Pistol Hammer Cocks]" "So, bottom line is we short." "So you gonna have to let us hold on to that." "Oh, yeah?" "Well, my people sitting right across the street from your mama house right now." "'Cause if I don't show up, they gonna show out." "Greenleaf, right?" "That's the street she stay on?" "You really wanna take it there?" "You already took it there." "[High-pitched Whistling]" "[High-pitched Whistle] [Car Alarm Blaring]" "Shit, it's one time." "They got a battering ram." "Get to the back, Rock!" "Hey, man, get to the back!" "They best not find a motherfuckin' thing!" "Get all that shit up in the roof." "Hurry up!" "Man, get to the back!" "Oh, shit!" "You know what to do with it." "Yeah." "Keisha!" "What's taking you so long?" "Shit." "[Grunting]" "[Dog Barking] Hurry up!" "Step up, girl!" " [Siren Blaring] - [Grunting]" "[Groans]" "[Mutters]" "[Dog Barking] Go, go, go!" "[Grunting]" "[Barking] Oh, shit." "[Grunts] Fuckin' dog." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Jazz Funk]" "¶¶ [Continues]" "¶ My life, my life, my life, my life ¶" "¶ In the sunshine ¶" "¶ Everybody loves the sunshine ¶" "¶ Sunshine ¶" "¶ Everybody loves the sunshine ¶¶" "¶¶ [Off:" "Record Winding Down]" "What happened?" "What you mean?" "What happened with what?" "Andre, boy, don't play with me." "Do you even care how it makes me look?" "Called in favors to get your thoughtless ass an interview, and you can't even show up?" "Oh!" "[Sighs] Look, I'm" "I'm sorry, Ma." "I just" "I got so caught up in this DJ stuff, I forgot." "You have a child, Andre." "Spinnin' records ain't paying none of the bills around here." "What you talkin' about?" "I get paid." "$50." "So that makes you rich?" "It's a start." "Damn!" "Why you riding me so hard?" "I'm not riding you, baby." "I'm trying to make you understand." "And you know how I run my house." "Now, you gonna have to go to school or you gonna have to go to work." "I don't even care if you are a janitor." "I don't care what you do." "Long as I own the company." "I know, I know." "But you don't own the company." "Lonzo does." "Okay." "You think we're done here?" "Yeah, I mean, you keep" "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 definitely ain't sitting in some cubicle, taking orders on a bullshit-ass job." "Shut up!" "People used to tell me I was too young when I had you." "Said I wouldn't be shit." "Said you wouldn't be shit." "Now, I worked my ass off to get us here... and I refuse to let you throw it all away." "[Door Opens, Closes]" "Hey, I grabbed some of your stuff." "Good lookin' out, T." "When you comin' back?" "Man, I don't even know." "Got a lot of things to figure out." "You know Mom." "She just-- She just want the best for you." "Hey, I know that, T." "But check this out." "I want the best for me too." "A'ight?" "That mean I gotta go." "Look, when I get set up right, I'm gonna bring you with me." "Don't even worry about it." "I'm-a have you in Miami." "[Laughing] For real?" "You gotta get me to Miami." "Yeah, man." "Don't play, man." "Get me somewhere." "Hey, I'll call you later." "For now, stay your little ass outta trouble." "Yeah, yeah." "Hey, nah." "For real." "All right, bruh." "A'ight." "[Engine Starts]" "¶¶ [Hip-hop]" "[Men] ¶ Kick off shoes Jump on the jock ¶" "¶ Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock ¶" "¶ His name is Jay and he's on his way ¶" "¶ To be the best DJ in the US of A ¶¶" "¶¶ [Pop] [Chattering, Laughing]" "¶ Welcome to your life ¶" "¶ There's no turning back ¶" "¶ Even while we sleep ¶" "¶ We will find you ¶" "¶ Acting on your best behavior ¶" " ¶¶ [Continues]" " What you been up to, Cube?" "Shit." "Writin' rhymes." " You a poet now?" " The flyest one you know, nigga." "This nigga." "Okay." "I'll see you." "[Car Horn Honking]" "[Girl] Bye, Mr. Davis." "Bye." "[Boy] I wish somebody would try me though." "¶¶ [Stereo:" "Funk, Muffled] That's all I'm saying." "Hey!" "Shit, nigga!" "Come here!" "Hey, what up, cuz?" "[Laughs]" "¶¶ [Funk Continues]" "What up, cuz?" "[Laughs]" "What's good, nigga?" "Hey, cuz!" "What up?" "[Boys Chattering]" "What's up?" "[Laughing]" "Ha!" "Yeah!" "What you doin', nigga?" "All good?" "Hey, what up, cuz?" "[Boys Laughing, Chattering]" "Crip!" "Aw, get outta here, man." "You old mark-ass." "You see that shit?" "[Tires Screech]" "[Engine Idling] Shut it down!" " [Engine Stops] - [Banging On door]" " [Kids Murmuring]" " Open up the goddamn door, man." " [Bus Driver] Hey, what's going on?" " Shut the fuck up, blood." "Y'all niggas ready to die today?" "Don't get quiet now." "All that shit y'all was throwin' up out the window?" "What's up wit' it?" "Huh?" "You didn't think we saw that, huh?" "Let me see how you do that shit." "I was just playin', man." "I swear." "I was only playin'." "You think niggas out here playin'?" "Huh?" "Niggas die every day." "I kill Crips for breakfast." "Don't you ever put your motherfuckin' hands up on no school bus, nigga." " You understand me?" " Y-Yeah." "Huh?" "Y-Yeah." "Y'all motherfuckers need to gangbang them books... instead of tryin' to be somethin' y'all ain't." "Shit, you never know." "'Cause I might be the one to kill your motherfuckin' ass." "Remember me." "O.G. 2-Tone." "Crenshaw Mafia, blood." "¶¶ [Hip-hop]" "[Woman] ¶ Another day in Compton ¶" "¶ The thrill is high ¶" "¶ Know somebody's watchin' ¶" "¶ But I don't know why ¶" "¶ Feel the fire burnin' ¶" "¶ It touches the sky ¶" "¶ Feeling coming at you ¶" "¶ I won't die tonight ¶" "Yo, Dre and Jinx in there?" "Yup, they in there." "[Laughs] ¶¶ [Continues, Fades]" "¶ I get by ¶¶" "[TV:" "Man Speaking]" "Hey, Auntie." "Hi, baby." "How you doin'?" "Just fine." "Lavetta, where Dre and Jinx at?" "They in the back." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop, Muffled] Excuse me." "Come on, baby." "Chill out." "Take your nap." "Hey, little mama." "[Whimpering] Why you didn't say hi?" "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop, Scratching]" "What up, Cube?" "What up?" "¶¶ [Continues]" "Ooh." "Whoo!" "[Electronic Voice] ¶ It's time ¶" "Scratch that shit!" "Damn, Dre!" "¶ It's time ¶ Whoo!" "¶ It's time ¶ Damn!" "¶ It's ti" " It's ti-- It's" " It's" " It's-- ¶" "¶ It's time ¶ Whoo!" "Yeah!" "¶¶ [Scratching, Stuttering Voice]" "¶¶ [Stops] Whoo!" " Fuck that shit up, Dre!" " Yo." "That shit was dope, homey!" "What's up, Cube?" "Man!" "Had some crazy shit happen on the bus today." "I had a Crenshaw Mafia O.G. get on the bus, pulled a gun out on us, gave a fucking motivational speech and then bumped out." "Shit was crazy." "[Laughing]" "You must be stayin' a while." "Yup." "Mama kicked him out 'cause of that mouth." "[Laughs] Shut your ass up." "She didn't kick me out." "I left." "Whatever." "That's what they all say, homey." "You got them rhymes?" "Man, I stay with the rhymes." "Man, I'm talkin' about that hard shit." "All I write is that hard shit, Dre." "So what's up, man?" "You ready for Doo-To's?" "Is Doo-To's ready for me?" "You know that's Compton, right?" "They got body bags at the door." "Okay." "[Chuckles]" "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." " [Snickering, Laughing]" " Ain't nobody fucking with you, Jinx." "You can tell your moms to fix this fucking AC." " Man, what are you doing here, homeless?" " [All Laughing]" "Get off of me, nigga!" "[Shouts] [Men Shouting]" "Well, fuck you!" "Fuck you!" "Get the fuck off me!" "[Shouting Continues]" "Shit!" "The fuck you holdin' me for?" "Get the fuck off me!" "Where the fuck you going?" "Hey, man, I'm just trying to get home, man." "I'm not even doin' nothin'." "Put your fucking hands on top of your head." "Interlace your fingers." "Spread your fucking legs." "Stay the fuck down." "Man, this hood is fuckin' hot!" "Shut the fuck up!" "What the hell is going on out here?" "Look, these boys, they all grew up on this block." "Okay?" "Get back in the house." "That's my son." "O'Shea!" "That's my son." "Lady, I'm telling you." "Get back inside, or I promise you, I will ruin your fuckin' night!" " Man, you ain't got to talk to my moms like that." " Shut the fuck up!" " Motherfuckin' nigger." " Oh, I'm a nigger now?" "Wait a minute, my ass, motherfucker." " Okay." " Officer, can you explain why you jackin' 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 fuckin' rocks, homeboy?" " Not everybody slangin' dope, man." " I don't give a fuck!" "This is LAPD." "I'm the only gangster out here." "All right." "They all check out." "Check what?" "Y'all are just over here fuckin' with us." " Get up." " We got cards on all of 'em anyway." "Pick your shit up." "Stay out of trouble, man." "Okay, let's go." "Head home." "[Woman] Stay back." "Ain't doin' shit, man!" "[Officer] Get the fuck outta here." "Hey, man-- Take a fuckin' walk." "Hey." "[Shouting Continues]" "[Officer, Mocking] O'Shea!" "[Shouting Continues, Fades]" "Get the fuck outta here!" "Bullshit!" "¶¶ [Scratching]" "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Funk]" "You really want to be here?" "This club full of Pirus." "We straight." "Yeah, thanks for the tip, homey. [Snickers]" "Jesus." "¶¶ [Continues]" "[Muttering, Faint]" "I look in your eyes and I see a Capricorn." "You're a Capricorn, right?" "I mean, I can look at a girl and I know their sign." "You know?" "It's just something I do." "Oh." "Mm-hmm." "Look, I hope I'm not disrespecting you, right?" "Uh-uh." "Not at all." "Good." "Good." "Yella!" "Lonzo coming, man." "[Dre] No, no." ""Weak at the Knees." [Yella] Huh?" ""Weak at the Knees." Oh." "Hey." "I'm gonna go outside, make sure nothing's poppin' off." "I want you to keep these fat asses shakin'." "Don't play none of that street-ass rap shit." "I want these motherfuckers thinkin' about pussy, not pistols." "Yella!" "I saw you talking to my lady, man." "Keep your motherfuckin' hands to yourself." "All right." "Man, why you always fuckin' with Lonzo's girl, man?" "Why not?" "Can't be afraid of a grown man in high heels, Dre." " ¶¶ [Scratching] - [Dre] Cube, you up." " ¶¶ [Slow Rap Beat] - [Dre] Hey, yo, Compton!" "I got my little homey!" "He 'bout to come and bust a little rhyme for y'all." "I want y'all to give it up for Ice-motherfuckin'" "Cube!" "[Rapping] ¶ Here's a little somethin' 'bout a nigga like me ¶" "¶ Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary ¶" "¶ Ice Cube would like to say ¶" "¶ That I'm a crazy muthafucka from around the way ¶" "¶ Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out ¶" "¶ Now I'm the muthafucka that you read about ¶" "¶ Takin' a life or two That's what the hell I do ¶" "¶ You don't like how I'm livin'?" "Well, fuck you ¶" "¶ This is a gang and I'm in it ¶" "¶ My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute ¶" "¶ With a right, left, right, left you're toothless ¶" "¶ And then you say goddamn, they ruthless ¶" "¶ Everywhere we go they say "Damn!" ¶" "¶ Ice Cube fuckin' up the program ¶" "¶ And then you realize we don't care ¶" "¶ We don't just say no We too busy sayin' yeah ¶" "¶ About drinking' straight out the eight bottle ¶" "¶ Do I look like a muthafuckin' role model?" "¶" "¶ To a kid lookin' up to me ¶" "¶ Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money ¶" "¶ 'Cause I'm the type of nigga that's built to last ¶" "¶ If you fuck with me I'll put my foot in your ass ¶" "¶ I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep bailin' ¶ Yella!" "¶ Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?" "¶¶" "[Audience Cheering]" "Fucking right!" "I told you." "I told you." "Yeah, you did." "You did." " ¶¶ [Continues] - [Mike Thumps, Feedback]" "[Both Laughing] That's what I'm talking about, man." "Now, see, I'm this close to firing your monkey ass." "What, you trying to start a riot up in here?" "Didn't I tell you I don'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, Lonzo." "They went crazy for that shit." "Don't worry about my business, a'ight?" "Just remember the only reason you up on that stage is 'cause I put you up on that stage." "Now, you a badass DJ, I'll give you that." "But you don't like to listen, Dre, and I get tired of arguing all the time." "There's a lot of cats that'll come in here and play exactly what I want 'em to play." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "R  B] Like that shit right there." "Cats that understand that you don't bite the hand that feeds you." "Now, you take a backseat to that shit, nigga." "These fuckin' marching jackets and shit." "Marching, my ass." "You march your ass and do what the fuck I say." "[Yella] Hey, Dre." "Don't even trip on him, homey." "Nigga ain't got no fucking vision, man." "That's why I'm-a fuck his bitch right after he leaves." "[Chuckling] Not with that shit on." "[Laughs]" "Hey!" "Dr. Dre." "[Laughs] What's up, E?" "It's been a minute, man." "I love your jacket, by the way." "You baggin' on me." "[Eazy-E Laughing]" "You know I don't like wearing this shit." "That's Lonzo's shit, man." "You know it's part of the gig." "You remember the homey, Ren from Kelly Park, right?" "What's up?" "What up, Dre?" "What up?" "What's up, man?" "Look, I heard you been, um, spending some time at your auntie house." "How's the couch life?" "It's fucked up." "I'm too tall for that shit." "Plus, I got my woman and baby living there." "It's hard, man." "But you know, everybody can't do what you do." "But what I do gettin' played out quick, man." "Motherfuckers is gettin' locked up and laid down out here, you know?" " Gonna make some changes." " Changes ain't bad." "Thinking about making a few changes myself." "What you mean?" "What you think about dumping some money into this music shit?" "Look, I got some ideas." "[Yella] Let's give it up for Dr. Dre!" " I gotta get back up there." " That's your calling, man." "[Laughing] Tell Lonzo I said, "Fuck him."" "All right." "Hey, E." "Think about it." "All right." "¶¶ [Car Stereo:" "Funk]" "What's up?" "Do I know you?" "What?" "Get 'em up." "Hell no!" "Hey, don't be fuckin' with my little brother, nigga!" "What the fuck did he do?" "Nigga lookin' at me like he know me or somethin'." "Man, I told you about this shit!" "[Officer On Loudspeaker] Clear the parking lot." "I told you to go the fuck home." "The fuck wrong with you, man?" "You better chill the fuck out." "[Dre] One time." "Hey!" "We told everybody to clear this parking lot!" "We just standing here." "Yeah, yeah." "Get outta here!" "What's going on?" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Head home!" "I fell." "You fell?" "He fell?" "That's what he said." "I didn't ask you what he said." "Get the fuck home!" "I am home." "[Officer] Head home!" "Go!" "If you don't start walking" "Or what?" "Turn around." "Hands on your head." "Come on." "Fuck." "[Groaning, Grunting]" "You have the right to remain silent." "[Huffing] Stop resisting, boy!" "Already know what it is." "Man." "Sucker-punched that dude, man. [Laughing]" "Hey, man, nah, nah." "That was Tyree." "You know he got that temper and shit." "Always getting me into fucking trouble, man." "What they lock you up for?" "I was literally just standing there, man." "That's it." "As far as they was concerned." "That's the gangsterist shit I heard all week." "[Both Laughing] Man, it's stupid." "Well, I was thinking about what you was saying last night though, man." "Oh, yeah?" "And?" "It's interesting." "How long?" "Really, like, how long do you think that shit you doing out there gonna last?" "'Cause it ain't no happy endings in that game, man." "You saying a lot for a nigga who just got bailed outta jail." "I'm just saying, if you can slang dope" " Nigga!" "What, man?" "Just tell the whole fuckin' world I sell dope." "Yo, yo." "You can slang dope, you can slang records, man." "It's easy." "You got a mind for that shit, E." "So what you talkin' about doing?" "Li'l homey from last night?" "Nah, man." "He in a group." "You know, they a trip, but" "But that shit, the reality raps, that's what I'm talking about, man." "That's it." "My boy, D.O.C., he coming in from Dallas, dope." "My little homey, Ren, rap too." "Oh, yeah?" "Hey, look, I got these cats" "H.B.O. Home Boys Only." "From New York." "Dope voices, man." "Some wack-ass lyrics though, man." "I'm saying, Cube, he wrote this shit for 'em." "It's crazy." "Shit, we could probably do something with that." "That's what I'm saying, man." "Start a label or something, man." "A label?" "That's pretty fuckin' farfetched, Dre." "Yeah, but check this out." "What would you call a record label like that?" "Ruthless." "Ruthless?" "[Siren Blaring In Distance]" "Just like these fucking police, nigga." "Ruthless." "[Laughing] Let's get the fuck from around here." "Trying to get me sent to jail." "Get your simple ass in the car." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Rap Beat]" "What the fuck is "ganking'"?" "And what's a "6-4"?" "Yeah." "[Ice Cube] It's a car." "A 6-4 Impala." ""Gankin'" is when you jack somebody, man." "It's not a big deal." "The shit just sound better." "Yo, man, it's too much cursing for radio play." "Besides, who gives a fuck about Compton anyway?" "Hey, hold the fuck up." "¶¶ [Stops]" "Hey, y'all got something to say about Compton?" "'Cause we might have a problem up in this bitch." "Huh?" "No?" "Then do the lyrics, 'cause I'm really losing my patience." "A'ight?" "Stop fuckin' embarrassing me, man." "¶¶ [Resumes]" " Hey, man." "I ain't with this shit." " Yeah, man." "Fuck this shit." "Fuck this Jheri curl rap bullshit, man." "[Ice Cube] Fuck you!" " Wearing a Kangol don't make you LL Cool J, nigga." " Fuck you gonna do about it?" " [Ice Cube] What you gonna do, mark-ass nigga?" " [Dre] Hey." "Let's roll, B." "B-street-lookin' motherfucker." "Fucking Jheri curl-ass." "Keep talkin' that bullshit on your way out the door, nigga." "[Door Slams]" "Well, there goes the talent, Dre." "Shut the fuck up, E." "[Laughing] I'm just sayin'." "All right." "How the fuck we 'posed to make a record label and hit records... and we ain't got no talent?" "I mean, you said, hold up my side of the deal." "You said, put some money up." "So it's time for you to deliver." "Why don't you do this shit, E?" "Nah, for real." "Get in there on the mike." "You ain't got shit to lose." "It's your money." "You paying for it." "No, I can't. 'Cause I'm not a rapper." "There's your rapper." "I'm in a group already, man." "Jinx and them would trip on me if I do anything." "[Eazy-E] I understand that you wanna keep throwing your life away... with Jinx and the backyard boogie band or whatever, but I'm the Berry Gordy of this shit." "So, whenever y'all figure out what y'all wanna do, just let me know." "Come on, man." "Look, the song is about you, E." "Eazy-motherfuckin'" "E." "I'm telling you." "Come on, man." "You the only motherfucker with a 6-4." "You got a 6-4?" "I don't have a car." " You got a 6-4?" " I got a po' Porsche, man." "[Dre] Nigga, come on, man." "You ain't doing nothing." "But you the businessman, so, you know, it's on you." "We got a cold-ass song though." "I think you could hit that shit." "I'm not sold, Dre." "What you mean, you not sold?" "You just gonna sit there?" "You're kinda being a ho right now, Eric." "Fuck y'all niggas." "[All Laughing]" "Berry Gordy to save the day." "I ain't scared." "You ain't scared?" "[Door Slides Closed]" " What are you doing?" " E, let me produce." "Man." " Feel like it's getting weird." " Man, shut up and get comfortable." "[Tape Deck Whirring] Let's go." "¶¶ [Rap]" "¶ Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4 ¶" "Shit!" "What the fuck?" "[Laughing] [Tape Deck Clicks Off]" "What the fuck is so funny?" "Nothing." "Not-- Oh, E, can you hear me?" "Yeah, I can hear you and how much y'all fuckin' laughing." "No." "Hey, E, you good." "Just hit that first beat hard, man." "You gotta come in on beat." "Cruisin' down the street." "You cruisin'." "You good, Eric." "A'ight?" "Hey." "No, no, no, no." "You good, you good." "It's dope." "But on beat." "Again." "All right?" "Let's go." "[Tape Deck Whirring] Cruisin'." "All right?" "¶¶ [Rap]" "¶ Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4 ¶" "[Tape Deck Clicks Off] Shit." "That ain't it." "[Laughing] It really ain't." "Hey, hey, Dre." "He gotta go if we're gonna do this." "Cube, you gotta go." "Get the fuck outta here, Yella." "Now, nigga." "Both y'all." " You talking to me?" " Bye!" " Go, Cube!" "Yella, get the fuck outta here." " Me too?" "Yeah, so we can get this shit done." ""Write the song, Cube." "Shut the fuck up, Cube."" "[Easy-E] Take these with you, Cube." "Yella." "Yes, man." "Come on." "You know what?" "Whatever." "Whatever. [Laughing]" "You motherfucker." "Come on, E." "You finished, Dre?" "You wanna laugh too?" "I stay in this bitch by myself." "Hey, just say the words." "A'ight?" "What does that even mean?" "Man, just say the shit with me." "All right?" "Cruisin'." " Cruisin'!" " Yeah, cruisin'." "Let's go." "[Tape Deck Whirring] ¶¶ [Rap]" "¶ Dre, you know this shit ain't gonna never work ¶" "[Laughing] A'ight, 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 this shit like you believe it, man." "Like it's a motherfuckin' Sunday and you cruisin' down Crenshaw in a motherfuckin' 6-4." "Come on." "Say that shit like you believe it, man." "Like it's your words." "Feel that shit." "Stop playing around." "Loosen the fuck up." "There you go." "¶¶ [Rap]" "¶ Cruisin' down the street in my 6-4 ¶" "Oh, shit." "Hey, that was dope, E." "[Laughing] That shit was dope, man." "Yeah!" "That's what I'm talking about, man." "You feelin' that shit, right?" "Now we only got 59 more lines to punch in." "But it's all good." "We gonna get through it." "Let's go on to the next one." "¶¶ [Rap] [Easy-E] Jump in!" "¶ I went to get them out but there was no bail ¶" "¶ The fellas caused a riot in the county jail ¶" "¶ Two days later in municipal court ¶" "¶ Kilo G on trial Cold cut a fart ¶" "¶ "Disruption of the court," said the judge ¶" "¶ On a six-year sentence my man didn't budge ¶" "¶ Bailiff came over to turn him in ¶" "¶ Kilo G looked up and gave a grin ¶" "¶ He yelled out "Fire!" Then came Suzy ¶" "¶ The bitch came in with a submachine Uzi ¶" "¶ Police shot the girl but didn't hurt her ¶" "¶ Both upstate for attempted murder ¶" "¶ 'Cause the boyz 'n the hood are always hard ¶" "¶ You come talking that trash we'll pull your card ¶" "¶ Knowing nothing in life but to be legit ¶" "¶ Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit ¶¶" "[All Laughing]" "Yes!" "All right!" "Yes!" "All right, Eazy." "Hell yes, Dre!" "Yeah?" "Whoo!" "Yes." "Hey, D.O.C. What you think?" "You think they gonna feel that shit in Dallas?" "Man, to be honest, man, that shit is super dope, nigga." "Hell yeah!" "For real, nigga." "Hey, Lonzo." "What you think?" "Sound like some waste-of-time shit to me." "Look, this shit ain't gon' work." "You ain't gon' get no radio play with that shit right there." "Oh, for real?" "Oh, for very real." "Wrap this shit up." "I need you to get back on that slow jam we talked about." "This whole reality rap shit y'all tryin' to do, talkin' about low riders and jail, don't nobody wanna hear that shit." "You need to get back in there and work on that slow jam that we worked on." "I'm serious." "About all you motherfuckers taking up my time, and that's coming out your pay." "No disrespect, Eazy, 'cause I know you real." "But you, motherfucker, I ain't gonna take that shit from you." "20 years from now, you gonna fucking thank me." "Watch." "Twenty years from now, you still gonna be recording love songs in this dusty-ass garage." " [All Laughing]" " Get the fuck outta here." "Wrap this shit up." "Get your ass out." "[Dre] Yeah, okay." "You got it." "No, you got it!" "[All Laughing]" " Play that shit again!" " Dre, you a fucking genius." "You a fucking genius." "¶ Went to the park to get the scoop ¶" "¶ Knuckleheads out there cold-shooting some hoops ¶" "[Eazy-E] ¶ A car pulls up Who can it be?" "¶" "¶ A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G ¶" "¶ He rolled down his window and he started to say ¶" "¶ It's all about makin' that G.T.A. ¶" "¶ 'Cause the boyz 'n the hood are always hard ¶" "¶ You come talking the trash we'll pull your card ¶" "¶ Knowing nothing in life but to be legit ¶ Thank you." "¶ Don't quote me, boys, 'cause I ain't said shit ¶¶" "Whoo!" "These phones are burning up." "[Lines Ringing]" "This is 1580 KDAY." "This is Greg Mack with the Mack Attack, and I gotta give it up to my boy, Dr. Dre, who's coming with Compton's very own Eazy-E." "And you're listening to "Boyz-N-The-Hood,"" "the number-one-requested song for six weeks and counting." "A'ight." "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." "Uh, would it" "Here, let me get those for you." "Let me get those for you." "Would it be possible to have a word with you for a second, Eric?" "About what?" "About music." "So, I thought your album was good, man." "Just good?" "Mmm." "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "No." "I thought it was exceptional." "Exceptional?" "Yes." "Fantastic." "Please, just sit down." "All right?" "We'll start this again." "Come on." "All right." "[Grunts]" "I'm" " I'm gonna try this again." "Okay?" "All right." "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." "[Laughs] I see." "You think because I don't have some flashy office I don't know what I'm talking about?" "I worked with Elton John." "I worked with Otis Redding." "Let me see." "I worked with War." "I worked with Styx." "Have you worked with anybody this decade?" "Let me tell you what I see here, Eric." "A lot of raw talent, a lot of braggadocio." "Bravado." "But if you think anyone's gonna talk to you, you think anybody is gonna let you in the building... where somebody might listen to you or talk to you, you think that's gonna happen?" "You're crazy, man." "I'm sorry." "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 fuckin' business, and we can build something big." "But you gotta believe in me the way that I believe in you, the way that I believe in this." "Because you have a unique talent, Eric." "Very special." "Don't fuck around." "But you know what?" "If you can't handle it, if it's too much fuckin' pressure for you, then fine." "Get outta here." "Wait." "I'm listening." "You got more music for me?" "Absolutely." "Good." "'Cause you are gonna have to follow this up quick." "All right?" "Now, what does N.W.A. stand for, huh?" "No Whites Allowed?" "Something like that?" "[Both Laughing] Nah." "Niggaz With Attitude." "I'll buy that." "Good." "I like that." "I like that a lot." "You better." "Fantastic." "Fantastic." "¶¶ [Funk, Upbeat] [Chattering, Shouting]" "¶¶ [Vocalizing]" "Hey, what up?" "[Shouting, Hooting]" "¶¶ [Vocalizing]" "What's up, fam?" "Yeah!" "¶¶ [Continues]" "Hey." "What's up, baby?" "Dre!" "How you doin'?" "¶¶ [Ends]" "Hey, fellas, y'all got any idea why I asked y'all to wear all black tonight?" "'Cause we a all-star group." "And to be a all-star group, we gotta look like it, sound like it, dress like it." "You mind tellin' me what the fuck happened in your situation?" "Man, kiss my ass." "This the only clean shit I had left." " That's saying a lot about how you live." " We getting paid to wear black?" "Look, I ain't lookin' out for your ass no more, man." "Put this on." " Oh, shit." "There go Mr. Drummond." " Nah, nah." "That's Mr. Furley from Three's Company." "[All Laughing]" "Hey, that's good, Ren." "[Laughing]" "Y'all finished?" "This man been out there shopping our stuff around, trying to get money for Ruthless." "He trying' to get us distribution." "He trying' to get us on tour." "He could probably bring some real money to the table, so let's take this shit serious." "Okay." "And then what, E?" "All he do is take 20 off the top." "We cut 80, but that's how managers work." "Hey, can this motherfucker Jerry Heller bring in more pussy?" " 'Cause that shit's worth 20 %." " [All Laughing]" "[Eazy-E] Hey, man." "But for real though." "They want N.W.A.?" "Let's give 'em N.W.A. Hell yeah!" "A'ight?" "[All] A'ight!" "Let's go get this money!" "[All Laughing]" "¶¶ [Scratching, Rap Intro] [Audience Cheering]" "[MC Ren] Now everybody say "Yeah!"" "[Audience] Yeah!" "Hell yeah!" "Hell yeah!" "Louder!" "Scream!" "[Cheering, Shouting]" "¶ It was once said by a man who couldn't quit ¶" "¶ "Dopeman, please, can I have another hit?" ¶" "¶ The dopeman said, "Cluck, I don't give a shit ¶" "¶ If your girl kneel down and suck my dick!" ¶" "¶ It all happened and the guy tried to choke her ¶" "¶ Nigga didn't care She ain't nothin' but a smoker ¶" "¶ That's the way it goes That's the name of the game ¶" "¶ Young brothers gettin' over by slangin' caine ¶" "¶ Gold around his neck in 14K heaven ¶" "¶ Bitches clockin' on the dick 24/7 ¶" "¶ Plus he's makin' money, keep the baseheads waiting' ¶" "¶ Rollin' 6-4s with the fresh-ass Daytons ¶" "¶ Livin' in Compton, California, CA ¶" "¶ His Uzi up your ass if he don't get paid ¶" "¶ Niggas beggin' for credit He's knockin' out teeth ¶" "¶ Clockin' much dollars on the first and 15th ¶" "¶ Big wad of money Nothin' less than a 20 ¶" "¶ Yeah, you want a five Oh, the dopeman's got plenty ¶" "¶ To be a dopeman, boy, you must qualify ¶" "[With Audience] ¶ Don't get high off your own supply ¶" "¶ From a ki' to a G It's all about money ¶" "¶ Ten piece for a champ, base pipe comes free ¶" "¶ If people out there are not hip to the fact ¶" "¶ If you see somebody gettin' money for crack ¶" " ¶ He's the ¶ - ¶ Dopeman, Dopeman Sling that shit ¶" "¶ Dopeman, Dopeman ¶ Louder!" "¶ Dopeman, Dopeman Just can't quit ¶" "What do you think?" "¶ Dopeman, Dopeman Suck this, bitch ¶" "Jerry, you're my friend." "But Compton?" "I don't think so." "Queens, maybe." "[Laughs]" "Listen, if you find the next Bon Jovi, call me, okay?" "Good luck." "All right." "Thanks for coming." "Sure thing." "¶ Do that shit Do that shit, do it ¶" "[Audience] ¶ Do that shit Do that shit, do it ¶" "¶ Say, "Do that shit!" "Do that shit!" "Do it!" ¶" "[Audience] ¶ Do that shit Do that shit, do it ¶" "¶ Now say, "Do that shit!" "Do that shit!" "Do it!" ¶" "¶ Do that shit Do that shit, do it ¶¶" "[Chattering, Laughing] Jesus Christ!" "You wrecked these motherfuckers tonight, boy." "[Chattering, Laughing Continue]" "The stage was shaking so much, I thought my needle's about to jump off the record!" "Yo, I was trippin' off them knowing the words though." "That shit was crazy!" "Hey, yo, I'm tellin' you, Compton is definitely on the map, yo." "Damn right." "That's for damn sure." "Man, I figured you were gonna represent tonight." "Good shit, my nigga." "What up?" "What you been up to?" "You still out there in Vegas?" "This Suge." "What's up?" "Man, I just been back and forth, man, doing some security, bodyguard work." "Oh." "Y'all need my services, let me know." "[Chuckling] Security?" "I don't think we gon' need no bodyguards." "We might got that covered." "Yeah!" "[All Laughing]" "But you never know what you need until you need it." "Okay." "Just came here to give y'all props." "Got people waitin' on me." "[Jerry] Excuse me." "[Clears Throat]" "Uh, okay, that was... one hell of a show." "Whoo!" "[All Laughing]" "Nice job." "Very, very nice, gentlemen." "Outstanding!" "You kicked ass." "Yeah, you did." "You definitely did." "Okay, uh, this is Eazy-E and N.W.A., obviously." " Guys, this is Bryan Turner." " How you doin', fellas?" "Ice Cube." "Oh." "Pleasure." "Bryan runs Priority Records, and he wants to sign you." "[Bryan] Yeah, immediately. [Laughs]" "Look, fellas, I gotta say, I loved the show." "What you did with that crowd out there, I mean, I've never seen anything like that." "So I think, honestly, if you all wanted to, you guys would fit perfectly with our label." "Yes." "[Yella] That'll work!" "That'll work." "Nah, nah, nah, nah." "No, it w" " Hold on, man." "I mean, Priority Records." "I've never heard of it." "What you got?" "Yeah, we represent nothing big, but mostly R  B." " [Dre] Who dat?" " It's, uh, California Raisins." " Who?" " The California Raisins." "[Laughing]" "The raisins from the commercial singing "I Heard it Through the Grapevine" and shit?" "Yes, Cube, the little-ass raisins." "[Turner] That would be the one." "[Jerry] Hear it out." "Don't get ahead of yourselves, okay?" "I was laughing, too, I promise." "Then I started cashing checks." "So, look, uh, I gotta tell ya, those little fuckers, they went gold last year." "Gold?" "[Jerry] Yeah, almost platinum." " [Jerry] Yeah." " What do you say, fellas?" "You wanna go make a record?" "I mean... yeah!" "[All Chattering, Laughing]" " Thank you." "Appreciate it." " Good?" "He seriously dug it." "He really dug it." "You did it, Jerry." "He did." "Thank you, man." "You did it." "[Clapping] [Dre] All right, so look." "Your rhymes ain't tight, it ain't makin' the record." "This ain't Lonzo's shit." "This the real deal." "A'ight?" "So your shit better be dope." "Who up?" "Ren up." "Get 'em, Ren." "Get that shit, Ren." "I got this." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." "All right." "Let's see." "Hey, Yella." "Play that shit." "Yeah, yeah." "¶ Yo, hit it!" "¶ ¶ Ruthless, plenty of that and much more ¶" "¶ So at the party, Ren is controlling' the floor ¶" "¶ They two-steppin' Do your dance routine ¶" "¶ It ain't a dream, my man You in a gangsta scene ¶" "¶ I go to the party, I hip, I hop the spot ¶" "¶ I don't know what it is, but the girls get hot ¶" "¶ Perspirin' like they're on fire and ¶" "¶ Their so-called boyfriends with 'em are retiring' ¶" "¶ And for this reason I'm a walkin' threat ¶" " ¶ So when I'm on stage, I want-- ¶ - ¶ Quiet on the set ¶¶" "¶ Express yourself ¶ ¶ I'm expressing' with my full capabilities ¶" "¶ And now I'm livin' in correctional facilities ¶" "¶ 'Cause some don't agree with how I do this ¶" "¶ I get straight, meditate like a Buddhist ¶" "¶ Express yourself ¶ ¶ Ah, ah, ah, yeah Ah, yeah, ah, yeah ¶" "¶ Express yourself ¶" "¶¶ [Scratching]" "[Eazy-E] ¶ N.W.A., take-- ¶ [Man] Two!" "¶¶" "¶¶ [Continues]" "Yeah!" "[All Laughing]" "Hell yeah, Dre." "Yeah, man!" "You feel that shit, right?" "Hey, check this out." "Fuck it up." "¶¶ [Continues]" "Yeah." "That's what I'm talking about, man." "But you hear the difference, right?" "Yeah, way better than the shit I came up with." "I know." "[All Laughing] Excuse me, gentlemen." "I thought you'd like to know... our deal with Priority Records is done." "Yes!" "Yes!" "[Jerry] Okay?" "That's what's up, man!" "Contracts right here for you to sign." "Thank you, my good man." "Music keeps sounding like this, this album is gonna be incredible." "Well, you're welcome, Jerry." "[All Laughing]" "Very strong lyrics too, Cube." "Thank you, Jerry." "Very strong." "Appreciate that, Jerry." "So what's up with our contracts though?" "They're getting done right now." "Lawyers are drawing 'em up." "Jerry on top of that." "But did you just switch all the straws?" "Yo, Dre." "There's something outside you need to take care of." "Right now." "Trust me." "Serious." "¶¶ [Continues]" "Uh-oh." "Really?" "Let me get this straight." "You gonna do this right here, right now?" "What am I supposed to do?" "We're sleeping in a twin bed at your auntie's house." "We have a baby, Andre." "You expect me to wait for what you doin' in there?" "And you in the streets fuckin' around?" "Are you crazy?" "What?" "I'm out here bustin' my fuckin' ass day and fuckin' night, tryin' to create something." "You gonna come up in here, talkin' about some fuckin' bitches?" "Are you crazy?" "You don't get it." "No, you don't get it, Lavetta." "[Girl Wailing] Daddy!" "It's all right, baby." "Chill out, man." "[Engine Starts]" "Tyra, it's gonna be okay." "All right?" "All right, baby?" "Bye, Dre." "Daddy love you." "[Tyra Crying] Daddy!" "[Groans]" " You cool?" " Fuck no, man." "I'm far from cool." "What happened, Dre?" "What she say?" "What'd you do?" "Oh, shit." "Here we go again." "Oh, shit." "One time." "One time." "We cool." "We ain't even doin' shit." "We not doin' shit." "You guys lost?" "[Eazy-E] Nah." "You niggas supposed to be somewhere?" "Yeah." "Here." "We working." "Oh, you working?" "Yeah, I'll bet." "What we do?" "We'll find out in a minute what you did." "What's this?" "Hey, shut the fuck up." " What the fuck?" " Get your ass on the ground now." "Get on the ground!" "On the ground?" "What am I supposed to do with this?" " What we do?" " Hey." "Get down." "Get on the ground." "Now." "Get your punk ass on the ground." "Let's go." "Get the fuck down." "Hands behind your back." "Interlock your fingers." "This is fucked up." "Interlock 'em!" "The fuck you got us on the ground like this for, Officer?" "For our protection." "There's 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, stay right there, please." "We're trying to check these bangers, make sure they're clean." "I'm sorry." "These are not bangers." "Okay?" "These are artists." "Excuse me?" "Artists?" "Yeah." "Seriously?" "Yeah." "What kind of artists?" "Rappers." "And they're working with me in the studio right now." "Well, see, rap is not an art." "I'm sorry." "Who are you?" "I'm the manager." " Well, you're wasting your time, Mr. Manager." " You gotta be kidding me." "You're wasting your time." "Really?" "These clients of yours, these rappers, they look like gang members." "You can't come down here and arrest people just because of what they look like." "What, are you crazy?" "That's police harassment." "You said you're a manager, right?" "Yeah." "Not a fuckin' lawyer." "Does that matter?" "You cannot come down here and harass these guys... because they're black!" "People have rights!" "Step back!" "I'll step back, you let them up." "Get up, guys." "Come on." "Eric!" "You don't tell them to get up." "We will decide that." "You have no idea the people I know." "I'm gonna call the mayor's office." "Step back." "[Police Radio Chatter]" "Now get up." " [Scoffs]" " Get up now!" "Okay." "Come on, guys." "And you keep your people in line." "You understand?" "And the fuck out of Torrance." "Good." "Come on." "You got a problem?" "It's my jersey." "You ain't tough now, huh?" "Just get to steppin'." "[Jerry] Eric, come on." "Let's go." "You got a problem?" "Yella." " I didn't hear you." " Let's go." "You's a fuckin' sellout." "Shut up." "Everything's fine." "Okay?" "Yeah." "You got something to say?" " [Jerry] 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." "We're gonna go back and work." "Okay?" "Leave us alone." " You know?" "Leave us alone." " Fuckin' rap music." "You're fuckin' disgraceful." "Yeah." "¶¶ [Drum Beats]" "I got something for this beat." "Hey, Yella, cut it." "¶¶ [Stops]" "What is it lookin' like, Dre?" "It's hard?" "Yo." "Hell yeah, Cube." "Yeah." "This gon' start some shit, but this what we need." "Hell yeah." "¶ Fuck the police Comin' straight from the underground ¶" "¶ A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown ¶" "¶ And not the other color so police think ¶" "¶ They have the authority to kill a minority ¶" "¶ Fuck that shit, 'cause I ain't the one ¶" "¶ For a punk motherfucker with a badge and a gun ¶" "¶ To be beaten on and thrown in jail ¶" "¶ We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell ¶" "¶ Fucking with me 'cause I'm a teenager ¶" "¶ With a little bit of gold and a pager ¶" "¶ Searchin' my car, lookin' for the product ¶" "¶ Thinkin' every nigga is sellin' narcotic ¶¶" "[Eazy-E] ¶ Feel a little gust of wind and I'm jettin' ¶" "¶ But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin' ¶" "¶ So what about the bitch who got shot?" "Fuck her ¶" "¶ You think I give a damn about a bitch?" "I ain't a sucker ¶" "¶ This is the autobiography of the E ¶" "¶ And if you ever fuck with me ¶" "¶ You'll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother ¶" "¶ Word to the motherfucker Straight outta Compton ¶" "¶ Compton, Compton, Compton ¶¶" "¶¶ [Continues]" "Hey, Dre!" "What's up, Cube?" "[Laughing]" "They lovin' that shit." "[Man] Hey, what's up, Cube?" "[Radio] 1580 KDAY." "This is Greg Mack of the Mack Attack." "I gotta tell you, you are witnessing history." "LA's first super group, N.W.A., with their new album Straight Outta Compton, and they're taking the nation by storm." "¶¶ [Continues] [Chattering]" "Can y'all hear that?" "Can y'all hear that?" "[Audience] Yeah!" "Well, clap your hands then!" "Come on!" "[Audience] Eazy!" "Everybody come on!" "Eazy!" "Who'd y'all come to see?" " Eazy!" " A little louder!" "Come on!" " Eazy!" " Get those hands in the air!" "¶ A miracle of modern creation ¶" "¶ Eazy-E's on the set hyped up with the bass ¶" "¶ And a little bit of what ya love ¶" "¶ From a brother who's smooth like a criminal ¶" "¶ I mean subliminal ¶" "¶ Otherwise known as a villain ¶" "¶ Because I'm ruthless ¶" "¶ When I spot a sucka, I kill 'em ¶" "¶ But most I think know not to deal with me ¶" "¶ Yo, it's obvious Tell 'em who you came to see ¶" " Eazy!" " Everybody come on!" " Eazy!" " A little louder!" "Say it!" " Eazy!" " Come on, say it, say it, say it!" "Gangster rap has become incredibly popular and profitable... by selling lyrics about violence to a young mainstream audience... that wouldn't dream of going anywhere near a ghetto." "Not all music stars, as you know, are model citizens." "Some have had run-ins with the law." "That's certainly nothing new." "But now a few musicians have taken that to new heights." "Or to new depths." "[Chattering, Laughing]" "That shit was dope!" "No, man, no." "I gotta go." "All right?" "You gotta let me come fuck with y'all in Miami." "Okay." "Now you try partakin' of some of those fat asses?" "Come on, bro." "I'm tired of these same" " Man, I need something new." "No, what you think Ma gonna think about you comin' on tour, huh?" "'Cause you know you got school, and you know she ain't gonna let you miss that many days, man!" "You did." "Come on, man!" "That's my point." "Hey, look, I'll tell you what." "You stay your little ass outta trouble," "I'll call you when I'm on the way to Miami, see about getting you on a flight." "I can come out there?" "You promise?" "I got you." "I got you, a'ight?" "Hey, bring the rubbers, T. Get off the phone." "[Laughing] I still got the same ones you gave me a long time ago." "Hey, hey." "Hold on, T. Somebody at the door." "[Knocking] Here." "Hello?" "Dre?" "[Sighs]" "[Banging] Hold on!" "Yeah, nigga, I'm lookin' for my girl Felicia." "I heard she was up in one of these rooms." "Ain't no Felicia in here, nigga." "Mind if I take a look?" "Get the fuck outta my room, man!" "[Shouting] [Banging On Door]" "This nigga just came to my motherfuckin' door strapped, man." "Where you going?" "I'm gonna show that nigga strapped." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop] Hey, where Felicia at?" "Where Felicia?" "Hey, Felicia." "Hey, Felicia." "You Felicia?" "Felicia?" "Her dude here." "All right." "So none of y'all are named Felicia now." "Okay." "Yella!" "Hey, Yella!" "Your name Felicia?" "You forgot my name?" "No, wait!" "Valerie." "Your name Valerie." "Whatever." "[Ice Cube] He forgot her name." "Damn!" "Felicia!" "Girl, your nigga's out there." "She's suckin' dick though." "He got guns, girl." "[Felicia] What?" "The nigga is strapped." "I'll show this nigga right now." "Talkin' about strapped." "Hey, Ren." "Nigga outside talking about strapped." "Hey!" "What's that" "Talkin' 'bout strapped." "[Gun Cocks]" "[Woman Squeals]" "Let's ride, nigga." "Time to go to work." "¶¶ [Continues]" "[Gun Cocks] [Banging On Door]" "Hey." "Y'all looking for Felicia?" "She in there or what?" "She kinda preoccupied with some real nigga dick." " The fuck you say, little nigga?" " [Gun Cocks]" "I said she got a motherfuckin' dick in her mouth, nigga!" "Oh, it ain't fun no more?" "The fuck y'all going?" "Nigga, she's trying to compensate." "[All Laughing]" "Wow!" "Nigga, them fat niggas was bullshit!" "[Laughing, Chattering]" "Punk-ass niggas, man." "Bitch-ass niggas." "Y'all wild." "[Laughs]" "Nigga runnin' so fast." "That shit was crazy." "Tryin' to get me killed?" "Whatever." "Crazy." "Nigga, ain't tryin' to take no bullet for no bitch." "Bye, Felicia." "[Laughing, Chattering] ¶ [Continues]" "¶ Gangsta, gangsta ¶" "¶ Gangsta, gangsta ¶" "[Man] ¶ He'll tell you exactly how he feel ¶" "¶ And don't want a fuckin' thing back ¶" "¶ Homies all standin' around, just hangin' ¶" "¶ Some dope-dealin', some gangbangin' ¶" "¶ We decide to roll and we deep ¶" "¶ See a nigga on Daytons and we creep ¶" "¶ Real slow, and before you know ¶" "¶ I had my shotgun pointed in the window ¶" "¶ He got scared and hit the gas ¶" "¶ Right then I knew I had to smoke his ass ¶¶" " Fifteen on that!" " [All Exclaiming, Laughing]" "Fuck, man!" "Hey." "Come on." "Put that shit up." "[Chattering, Laughing]" "[Jerry] Excuse me!" "Gentlemen, I'm sorry." "I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news, but" " What you got?" "Oh, shit." "[Dre] What's that?" "Motherfuckin' FBI." "What the fuck?" "I'm supposed to not care about this?" "Wait, the FBI?" "They comin' after us too?" "[Jerry] Kind of." "I mean, what the letter say, Jerry?" "Uh, basically, uh" ""A song recorded by the rap group N.W.A.... on their album 'Straight Out Of Compton'... encourages violence against law enforcement." "Advocating violence and assault is wrong... and we in the law enforcement community take exception to such action."" "Fuck that." "Fuck that." "Fuck the law enforcement community." "We got freedom of speech." "What the fuck can they do to us?" "You wanna provoke 'em and find out?" "Because this is a warning, Cube." "And it's about "Fuck Tha Police" in particular, so..." "I think, uh, maybe we should not play that song right now." "Not play what?" "Fuck that, Jerry." "That's what the song is about." "[All Arguing] Relax, relax." "We're not giving in to anything." "I just say we retire it for now." "Okay?" "It is a reasonably worded threat." "This isn't, uh, street bullshit." "This isn't the Crips and Bloods and crap." "This is the federal government." "These guys can come after us a million different ways." "I don't even want to think about it." "Why provoke them?" " The fuck does that mean?" " If it was the LAPD, maybe I'd be a little worried." "But we can't let them censor us, Jerry." "I'm not advocating for censorship, Cube." "Maybe none of us should be worried." "Maybe we should be happy." "What you mean, E?" "'Cause this right here is a gift." "It's the FBI, E. What you talking about?" "This... is free publicity for N.W.A." "We take this to the press and we show them... what type of intimidation, discrimination and harassment... that we dealing with from our government." "I like that shit." "I'm with that." "My nigga, I feel you." "If that's what you wanna do, then we can" " That's what I wanna do." "That's what we wanna do, Jerry." "That's it." "[Dre] That's what we wanna do." "Okay." "Uh-- Yeah?" "We good?" "[Chuckles]" "I hate to be the bearer of bad news" " Mm-hmm?" " But 20!" " Twenty, man!" " Wait a minute!" "That ain't 20!" " Hey, hey, hey!" "Shh." "Let's not get thrown out of another fuckin' hotel." "[All] Good night, Jerry." " [Woman Shouts] Compton's crap!" " Go back to Compton!" "[Ice Cube] Ain't that some shit." "Speak a little truth, and people lose their minds." "[Shouting] This is not music!" "Shit, the truth is, they can do whatever they want with 'em." "They bought them motherfuckers." "[All Laughing]" "¶ I don't drink brass monkey, Like the beat funky ¶" "¶ Nickname Eazy-E your eight-ball junkie ¶" "¶ Bass drum kicking to show my shit ¶" "¶ Rapping holding my dick, boy I don't quit ¶" "¶ Crowd-rocking muthafucka from around the way ¶" "¶ I got a six shooter, yo' mean hombre ¶" "¶ Rolling through the hood to find the boys ¶" "¶ Kick dust and cuss and crank up some noise ¶" "¶ Police on my balls, I had to pause ¶" "¶ 40 ounce in my lap and it's freezing my balls ¶¶" "[Jerry] You gotta slow down." "You can't fuck every broad on the planet." " So now pussy a problem?" " It's gonna be a problem if you got 4,000 kids." "Right?" "Yeah." "You make some money, you got all these problems, you have to take care of 'em." "It's fine." "I'll help you take care of 'em." "Hey, Cube." "Sorry to interrupt y'all lobster brunch." "But what's up, E?" "Where the contracts at, man?" "You forgot about me?" "Didn't I tell you to" " You know what?" "Jerry, you wanna deal with this?" " I'm not talking to Jerry." "I'm talking to you." " That's Jerry's job." "That is actually-- It's my department." "You're absolutely right to ask, Cube." "The contracts are being finalized as we speak." "The thing is, with these attorneys, they'll take forever." "Poring over it, they'll bleed us dry." "But they're gonna get done." "I wish I got paid by the hour the way they do." "You know?" "Me too." "I just want to know what's goin' on, since I did write a lot of lyrics on this record." "Everybody knows how important you are, Cube." "They do?" "That's what's goin' on." "We just need some time, that's all." "Everything probably all right." "I must be trippin'." "Shit tastes pretty good." "Someday, right?" "Y'all enjoy your meal." "Okay." "[Chuckling]" "I'm telling you, that guy wants to be you very frickin' badly." "As if I ain't got enough fucking problems." "Right?" "Uh, I've got some problems." "Excuse me." "Can I get another round?" "[Dre] Nah, I just think you overreacting, man." "Eazy one of us, Cube." "What you thinkin' don't even make sense." "What don't make sense is Eazy and Jerry eating steak and lobster... and we eating Fatburger." "Shit don't make no sense." "Look, I hear you, but I think we need to ride this wave." "For real." "Don't be jumping to conclusions until you know for sure." "[Pager Beeping] You know?" "It's my moms, man." "[Dre Sighing, Crying Quietly]" "Yo, Dre." "What's going on?" "Um" "Moms just called, man." "It's Tyree." "He's dead." " What?" " No." "He got into a fight." "Some motherfucker broke his neck." "It's my little brother, man." "[Voice Breaking] It's my little baby bro." "Fuckin' Compton, man." "[Dre] Come on, man, like" "It's my fault, man." "[Sighs]" "This never would've happened" " Don't talk like that." "If I had him out here, man." "It's my fuckin' fault." "[Sobbing]" "It coulda happened in another way." "You can't blame yourself for that, Dre." "Tyree gonna always be with you." "No matter what." "Yeah." "That's right." "Yeah, for real, man." "And we always gon' be with you." "Hell yeah." "That's for damn sure." "We always gon' be brothers." "[Groans, Sobbing] Fuck!" "Shh." "We here." "All right?" "I'm sorry, man." "You good, Dre." "We all here together." "[Sobbing Continues]" "[Mother] This is not on you, Andre." "If I had just brought him on tour with me, like he wanted." "Stop this nonsense now." "Stop it." "Your brother looked up to you, and you took great care of him." "We both did." "It's time to let someone else take care of him now." "I'm proud of you." ""No person shall disturb the peace by participating or abetting... in any rude, indecent, drunken, riotous or violent conduct... or the use of any vulgar, obscene or abusive language in a public place." "Note also the performance of the song 'F the Police'... will not be permitted." "Refusal to abide by all the Detroit city ordinances... will result in immediate arrest and forfeiture."" "Are we finished here?" "We got a show to do." "Just watch yourself." "[Dre] Eat a dick." "[All] It's "Fuck tha Police."" "¶ Straight outta Compton ¶" "¶ Is a brother that'll smother your mother ¶" "¶ And make your sister think I love her ¶" "¶ Dangerous muthafucka raising hell ¶" "¶ And if I ever get caught I make bail ¶" "¶ So what about the bitch who got shot?" "¶" "¶ Fuck her You think I give a damn about a bitch?" "¶" "¶ I ain't a sucker ¶" "¶ This is the autobiography of the E ¶" "¶ And if you ever fuck with me ¶" "¶ You'll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother ¶" "¶ Word to the muthafucka Straight outta Compton ¶" "¶ Compton, Compton, Compton ¶¶" "[Audience Cheering]" "[Chanting] Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Eazy!" "Damn, that shit was dope!" "[Cheering Continues]" "What's up?" "Let's do this shit." "What's up?" "Let's do this shit." "What's up?" "Let's go." "What's up?" "Hey, hold on, hold on." "Y'all know what the motherfuckin' police tried to tell us backstage?" "[Audience] What?" "They tried to tell us what the fuck we can't play." "[Audience Booing, Shouting]" "Motherfuckers tryin' to tell us... what the fuck we can't say." "[Booing, Shouting Continue]" "This N.W.A.!" "[Cheering]" "We do what the fuck we wanna do." "We say what the fuck we wanna say!" "So everybody... put them middle fingers high in the sky." "And to the punk-ass cop backstage" "[Cheering, Shouting]" "Yo, Dre." "What up?" "I got somethin' to say." "¶¶ [Scratching]" "¶ Fuck the police Comin' straight from the underground ¶" "¶ A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown ¶" "¶ And not the other color so police think ¶" "¶ They have the authority to kill a minority ¶" "¶ Fuck that shit 'cause I ain't the one ¶" "¶ For a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun ¶" "¶ To be beaten on and thrown in jail ¶" "¶ We can go toe to toe in the middle of a cell ¶" "¶ Fuckin' with me 'cause I'm a teenager ¶" "¶ With a little bit of gold and a pager ¶" "¶ Searching my car, looking for the product ¶" "¶ Thinking every nigga is selling narcotics ¶" "¶ You'd rather see me in the pen ¶" "¶ Than me and Lorenzo rolling in a Benzo ¶" "¶ Beat a police out of shape ¶" "¶ Then when I'm finished ¶ What up?" "¶ Bring the yellow tape ¶" "¶ To tape off the scene of the slaughter ¶" "¶ Still gettin' swoll off bread and water ¶" "¶ I don't know if they fags or what ¶" "¶ Search a nigga down and grabbing' his nuts ¶" "¶ And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none ¶" "¶ But don't let it be a black and a white one ¶" "¶ 'Cause they'll slam ya down to the street top ¶" "¶ Black police showing' out for the white cop ¶" "¶ Ice Cube will swarm ¶" "¶ On any muthafucka in a blue uniform ¶" "¶ Just 'cause I'm from the CPT ¶" "¶ Punk police are afraid of me, huh ¶" "¶ A young nigga on the warpath ¶" "¶ And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath ¶" "¶ Of cops dying' in LA ¶" "¶ Yo, Dre, I got somethin' to say ¶" "[N.W.A., Audience] ¶ Fuck the police ¶" "¶ Fuck, fuck Fuck the police ¶" "¶ Fuck the police ¶" "¶ Fuck, fuck Fuck the police ¶¶" "[Gasps] Fuck!" " Hey, hey, hey, hey!" " Run!" "Get in the bus!" "Hell no!" "They shootin'!" "Let's go!" "[Shouting, Screaming]" "Go, go!" "All units, move in!" " Move!" "Move!" " Go, go, go, go!" "Come on!" "Go!" "Let's move!" " Come on, man!" " Go!" "Go!" "Hurry up!" "Hurry up!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Fuck this!" "Come on!" "Shit!" "Fuck!" "Shit, shit, shit!" "What we gonna do?" "Come on!" "[Groaning] Get off me!" "[Shouting]" "[Shouting Continues]" "Backup!" "We need backup in the loading area!" " Now!" " [Beeping]" "[Shouting Continues]" "Come on!" "Get the fuck off me, man!" "Fuck all y'all!" "You got a Taser?" "This is completely fucking illegal!" "You realize that?" "Let us go!" "Let me go!" "Come on, man!" "Fuck you!" "Come on!" "Eazy-E!" "Fuck you!" "Fuck you!" "Get in there!" "All right!" "Fuck you!" "Fuck the police!" "Fuck the police!" "[Chanting] Fuck the police!" "Fuck the police!" "Fuck your mama." "Fuck your daddy." "Fuck your grandma!" "[Shouting Continues]" "These motherfuckers." "[Groans]" "Fuck all this!" "No, fuck y'all!" "Fuck y'all!" "[Shouting Continues]" "[Siren Wailing]" "[Scattered Chanting] Fuck the police!" "How do you explain inciting a riot in Detroit?" "What do you have to say about that?" "I have to say that, uh, we didn't incite that shit." "Right." "Y'all just got a snapshot of how Americans really feel." "We gave the people a voice." "We gave the people truth." "Yeah, but your songs, they glamorize the lifestyle of gangs, guns, drugs." "Our art is a reflection of our reality." "What you see when you go outside your door?" "I know what I see." "And it ain't glamorous." "We get AKs from Russia and cocaine from Colombia." " And ain't none of us got a passport, so-- - [Chuckles] Yeah." "Might wanna check the source." " Next question." " Will you be more careful about what you say, how you say it?" "No." "Probably not, no." "[Ice Cube] Freedom of speech includes rap music, right?" "Well, we exercising our first amendment as far as I'm concerned." "And the government wrote that." "[Chuckles]" "So, Cube, what's a guy from Compton do when he starts making real money like this?" "Cube?" "Buy Raider gear." "[Laughs]" "And curl activator." "[Laughing]" "Next question." "[Shutters Clicking]" "Good to see you, Cube." "I can barely see you, Jerry." "[Chuckles] What's with all the Godfather shit?" "[Laughs]" "Okay." "I know that you've been very eager... to sign a contract with Eric's company, Ruthless Records." "Eric's company?" "Ain't it your company too?" "That's incorrect." "It's not my company." "I work for you." "You work for me?" "Uh-huh." "I've made that clear from the beginning." "All right, cool." "So I could take this to a lawyer or somebody, right?" "Cube, those guys are paid to make trouble." "They're gonna create problems where no problems exist." "Jerry, you know I don't know what none of this legal shit mean." "All right?" "None of us do." "We're gonna need a lawyer before we sign anything." "Everybody else has already signed." "I thought you knew this." "You're the only one who hasn't." "There's also this." "$75,000." "Shit." "Sign the contract... and all this money is yours." "That's my money anyway, Jerry." "I earned that money." "Now, I wrote a lot of hit songs." "Mm-hmm." "We've been performing on this tour for months, selling' out shows, selling' records." " I know it's plenty of money." " [Chuckles] Really?" "Jesus Christ." "Give me my money, Jerry." "How the hell do you think this works?" "How the hell do you think all of this gets paid for?" "The hotel rooms, the tour buses, security, the parties, all this shit." "How do you think it gets paid for?" "You think it's free?" "Why are you doing this now?" "If we were so good, why didn't you give us contracts in the beginning?" "Because nothing is a sure thing, Cube." "Even a great talent can crash and burn." "Too much ego, too much excess, too many expectations." "It tends to ruin things." "You ought to keep that in mind." "This Eric's company, right?" "Bye, Jerry." "I'm out." "[Door Opens, Closes]" "[D.O.C.] What up, big Suge?" "Here you go." "Thank you, sir." "[Bus Driver] Coming up." "[Eazy-E] Hey, what up with D.O.C. and Suge?" "Hmm?" "[Yella] I guess that dude is gonna be managing him now." "One day you Bobby Brown's bodyguard, and the next day you reppin' talent." "[Laughing] Come on, man." "I guess everybody wanna get into the act, huh?" "I guess so." "All right, man." "[Yella] I know, right?" "[Jerry] How you doin'?" "You good?" "Here you go." "I'm helping you out all I can." "You all right?" "Yeah?" "Yeah, I'm good." "What's going on?" "You hungry?" "Yeah?" "I'll be there in a minute." "All right?" "Thanks, man." "Thanks for everything, bruh." "You bet." "So, Cube, we gonna keep this momentum going or what?" "Nah, man." "Not like this." "I'd rather be broke than to get fucked." "I told you not to sign that shit, Dre." "Nigga, I got bills to pay." "And you know that." "And I gotta put some money in my mama's hand after Tyree passed, man." "I feel you." "Right." "We gotta do what we gotta do." "They're gonna take care of you." "You their bread and butter." "Cube, we Ruthless." "We N.W.A." "They Ruthless." "Cube, you comin'?" "[Engine Starts] I'm about to get out of here." "Take care of yourself, Dre." "Peace." " So, you're leaving the group?" " Yeah, I'm through with the bullshit." "Eazy put everything on Jerry." "Jerry put everything on Eazy." "It's a two-man show up there." "Ain't no fuckin' group." "I get that, but I just want you to understand... that you are walking away from a winning situation." "Now, how do you feel about this, Kim?" "Is he making a big mistake?" "A mistake?" "Yes." "I don't think so, okay?" "After hearing all the stuff that he went through, I would've left too." "Look, I want you to express yourself, Cube, and I am your biggest fan." "I believe in you, but I just want you to understand... there's not a lot of money in this solo play." "Okay?" "But if the first record hits," "I will make it up to you on the second one." "Be ready, Bryan." "These records is comin' in fast." "¶ I heard payback's a muthafuckin' nigga ¶" "¶ That's why I'm sick of getting treated like a goddamn stepchild ¶" "¶ Fuck a punk 'cause I ain't him ¶" "¶ You gotta deal with the nine-double-M ¶" "¶ The damn scum that you all hate ¶" "¶ Just think if niggas decide to retaliate ¶" "¶ They try to keep me from running up ¶" "¶ And never tell you to get down It's all about coming up ¶" "¶ So what they do?" "Go and ban the AK ¶" "¶ My shit wasn't registered any fuckin' way ¶" "[On Stereo] ¶ So you better duck away Run and hide out ¶" "¶ When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out ¶" "¶ 'Cause I'm about to fuck up the program ¶" "¶ Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham ¶" "¶ When I'm shooting let's see who drop ¶" "¶ The police, the media, suckers that went pop ¶" "¶ And muthafuckas that say they too black ¶" "¶ Put 'em overseas They'll be begging to come back ¶" "¶ They say he promote gangs and drugs ¶" "¶ You wanna sweep a nigga like me up under the rug ¶¶" "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Funk]" "¶ Now I lay me down to sleep ¶" "You know Cube's record is in the Top 20 Billboard right now?" "Our shit never been up there." "He blowing' the fuck up, Jerry." "It's gonna be fine." "Eric." "It's not just N.W.A. anymore." "It's our whole Ruthless roster." "We got D.O.C. We got Michel'le." "We got Above the Law." "We're moving up to the next level." "You know what?" "Sit down for two seconds." " Look, we need to keep Dre happy." " Yeah." "Look at him." "You think he needs any more motivation than that?" "I mean, I get it, Jerry." "He drowning' in pussy and shit." "But that don't mean that he" " You-You worry too much." "Stop, okay?" "Yeah, all right." "Here, sign some checks." "Right now, Jerry?" "Yes, right now." "Oh, come on!" "You're gonna be out of your mind later." "Do it now." "The fact is, Ren is as good a writer as Cube, maybe even better." "They got everything covered." "Just the last one." "Okay?" "Yeah." "We finished here, Jerry?" "We're finished." "Good." "I'm about to go fuck." "[Inhales, Exhales]" "All right?" "Yeah." "¶¶ [Continues]" "¶ Most of all he needs the funk ¶" "¶ Help him find the funk ¶" "¶ Most of all he needs the funk ¶" "¶ Help him find the funk ¶" "¶ Most of all he needs the funk ¶" " ¶ Help him find the funk ¶ - ¶ Whoa-oh ¶" "¶ Most of all he needs the funk ¶" "¶ Help him find the funk ¶" "¶ I know you will ¶" "¶ Dance, sucker ¶" "¶ Most of all ¶ ¶ Shine the spotlight on him ¶" "¶ Help him find the funk ¶ ¶ Oh, funk me ¶" "¶ Ha da da dee da hada hada da da ¶¶" "Now, I'm only telling you what you told me." "If AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted blew up, you'd pay me the advance for the follow-up." " Now, is that not what the fuck you said?" " That is what I said." "But it is more complicated than that, Cube." "All right?" "There are metrics" " Come on, Bryan!" "I got a baby on the way and a house I just paid for... off the strength of what you told me." "I mean, you gave me your word." "Cube, would you just calm down?" "Calm down?" " I am just trying to give you what you want." " You not." "I been did the work." "I gave you the product." "Give me my money, Bryan." "When a man does the job, he's supposed to get paid, and you making it seem like I'm beggin' for some shit that's technically mine." "Of course you are not begging." "And I am not trying to be difficult, man." "I promise you." "But you can't help me, right?" "That's what you telling me?" "My hands are tied, man." "Cube." "[Bryan] Have everybody in at" " Hey." "Shoulda kept your word, Bryan." "[Shrieks] Jesus Christ, man!" "What the fuck are you doing, Cube?" "Goddamn!" "I will get you your money, man." "Just" " Goddamn it!" "You think I give a fuck about these fucking records?" "I put up these fucking records!" "This my shit!" "I know that, Cube!" "I will get you your money!" " Goddamn it!" "I'm sorry!" " Now I'm gonna fuck up your shit." "[Bryan] Look, do not" "[Grunting] Goddamn it!" "[Whimpering]" "Just" " Fine." "Take it out what you owe me." "Just-- Okay." "¶ [Ren] Prisoner like a hostage ¶" "¶ Yo, you shoulda covered your muthafuckin' head like a ostrich ¶" "¶ Deep in the dirt 'cause you's a sucker ¶" "¶ And your ass up high so I can kick the muthafucka ¶" "¶ Don't try to hang You best avoid ¶" "¶ 'Cause my foot will be so far up your ass you'll get hemorrhoids ¶" "¶ Before you try to fuck with Ren ¶" "See that shit right there?" "That's what I'm talkin' about." "Fuck that nigga Cube, man." "Nigga ain't shit." "How you figure, man?" "His record the hottest shit out right now, E." "Yeah, man, for real." "Cube killed that shit." "So we supposed to just sit there and not say nothin'... and look like bitches and just take it?" "Take what?" "I don't know what the fuck you talkin' about." "I like that shit." "Clown-ass." "Why you drunk all the goddamn time?" "You need to get your shit together." "You's a motherfucking artist, if you ain't noticed." "How about you get your shit together, little nigga?" "Come on." "How about you get your country-ass homeboy?" "¶ 'Cause the vocals were local in nightclubs ¶" "¶ And not gettin' paid in full They got the nerve to cuss ¶" "¶ Only reason niggas pick up your record is 'cause they thought it was us ¶¶" "¶ Swing down, sweet chariot ¶" "¶ And let me ride ¶ [Phone Rings]" "¶ Swing down, sweet chariot ¶" "¶ And let me ride ¶" "Hello." "[Suge] Yo, Dre." "D.O.C. was in an accident." "What?" "An accident?" "DOC shouldn't even be alive." "Got thrown out a car, hit a tree." "Is he paralyzed?" "No." "But his throat got crushed." "He could lose his career over this." "Where your people?" "Where Eazy and Jerry?" "How the fuck should I know?" "Come here." "What you know about Jerry?" "What you think about him?" "He all right." "I guess." "What about your paperwork?" "You cool with that?" "I think." "You think?" "Look, I just focus on the music, Suge." "That's it." "You see that motherfucker in there?" "Gotta make sure it don't happen to you, man." "Hey, um" "Maybe" " Maybe some of your people can look into my paperwork too." "Most definitely." "I'll arrange." "Go see your boy." "Hey." "You got a haircut." "I love it." "How's that new house treating you?" "It's great." "Thanks for asking." "So, uh, how you liking your new decor?" "Great." "Yeah, I never did like the old design anyway, you know?" "What you got for me, Bryan?" "I know you called me up here for somethin'." "Yeah." "[Groans]" "It's N.W.A.'s new record." "I wanted to play it for you first before you hear it anywhere else." "¶ [Dre] Break me, take me, but watch me pull the trigger ¶" "¶ Dre is just a nigga with heart A nigga that's smart ¶" "¶ A nigga that's paid to say what others are scared to play ¶" "¶ We started out with too much cargo ¶" "¶ So I'm glad we got rid of Benedict Arnold, yo N.W.-- ¶" "Benedict Arnold?" "Are they trying to say that you're like a traitor?" " Yeah." " I'm a fuckin' traitor?" "I ain't say shit about them on AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted." "Now they tryin' to dis?" "¶ Goddamn, I'm glad y'all set it off ¶" "¶ Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft ¶" "¶ First you was down with the AK ¶" "¶ And now I see you on a video with Michel'le ¶" "¶ Lookin' like straight bozos ¶" "¶ I saw it comin' That's why I went solo ¶" "¶ And kept on stompin' ¶" "¶ While y'all muthafuckas moved straight outta Compton ¶" "[On Stereo] ¶ Living with the whites ¶" "¶ One big house and not another nigga in sight ¶" "¶ I started off with too much cargo ¶" "¶ Dropped four niggas Now I'm making all the dough ¶" "¶ White man just ruling' the Niggaz Wit' Attitude Who ya foolin'?" "¶" "¶ Y'all niggas just phony ¶" "¶ I put that on my mama and my dead homies ¶" "¶ Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losing ¶" "¶ Hey, yo, Dre, stick to producing ¶" "¶ Calling me Arnold, but you been-a-dick ¶" "¶ Eazy-E saw your ass and went in it quick ¶ [Squealing]" "¶ You got jealous when I got my own company ¶" "¶ But I'm a man, and ain't nobody humping' me ¶" "¶ Tryin' to sound like AmeriKKKa Most ¶" "¶ You could yell all day, but you don't come close ¶" "¶ 'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed ¶" "¶ Ya done run a hundred miles, but you still got one to go ¶" "¶ With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the CPT ¶" "¶ 'Cause you're getting fucked out your green by a white boy ¶" "¶ With no Vaseline ¶" "¶ Now you're getting done without Vaseline ¶" "¶ Damn, it feels good to see people on it ¶" "¶ The bigger the cap, the bigger the peeling' ¶" "¶ Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?" "¶" "¶ You're getting fucked real quick ¶" "¶ And Eazy's dick is smelling like MC Ren's shit ¶" "¶ Tried to tell you a year ago ¶" "¶ But Willie D told me to let a ho be a ho ¶" "¶ So I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked ¶" "¶ Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank ¶" "¶ Tried to dis Ice Cube It wasn't worth it ¶" "¶ 'Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect ¶" "¶ Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls ¶" "¶ 'Cause I heard you like giving up the drawers ¶" "¶ Gangbanged by your manager, fella ¶" "¶ Getting money out your ass ¶" "¶ Like a muthafuckin' Ready Teller ¶" "¶ Giving up the dollar bills ¶" "¶ Now they got the villain with a purse and high heels ¶" "¶ So don't believe what Ren say ¶" "¶ 'Cause he's going out like Kunta Kinte ¶" "¶ But I got a whip for ya, Toby ¶" "¶ Used to be my homey Now you act like you don't know me ¶" "¶ It's a case of divide and conquer ¶" "¶ 'Cause you let a Jew break up my crew ¶" "¶ House nigga gotta run-- ¶¶" " [Woman] Mm." " [Woman #2] Mm-mmm." "That shit's kinda funny." "That motherfucker got us." "Yo, what we about to do?" "[Jerry] First thing we're gonna do-- sue this ignorant fuck." "That's what we're gonna do." "Defamation of character, libel." "I don't really care." "That anti-Semitic piece of fucking shit." "Who the fuck does he think he is?" "Un-fucking-believable." "That kind of fucking bullshit?" "Jew-bashing bullshit?" "You know what?" "I'll call my friends at the JDL." "Uh, they'll handle him." "We'll see how much he likes that." "Jerry, you gotta relax." "All right?" "Niggas don't even know what anti-Semitic means anyway." "It's just a fucking battle rap." "Come on, Eric." "We gotta get organized." "We got to fight this kind of ignorant fucking bullshit." "You know what?" "I always knew that he was a hateful human being." "This is just ignorant shit." "He calls it political?" "This is ignorant shit." "I always knew it." "Now the whole world is gonna know." "I'm gonna make sure of that." "Okay?" "I don't understand why the fuck you're not more angry about this." " Did you hear what he said?" " I heard what he said!" "Did you hear what he said?" "I heard what he said!" "About you?" "About me?" "Come on!" "You got your way of dealing with it." "I got mine." "We could just go to the studio and just end his fucking career anyway." "[Jerry] I don't know about all that." "Fine." "You do that." "You call Dre, and you guys go do that." "Do something." "Damn, E. Who work for who?" "What?" "You questioning that?" "My position is fucking solidified!" "Don't never question that shit!" "Fuckin' Cube, man." "Hey, hey." "Hey." "There go that nigga, Cube, right there." "What that Ruthless like, nigga?" "Fuck Ruthless!" "This Lench Mob, nigga." "[Man] Nigga, fuck Lench Mob." "Oh, shit!" "[Screams]" "Motherfucker!" "[Man] We've all seen the pictures of Los Angeles police officers... beating a man they had just pulled over." "The city's police chief said today... he will support criminal charges against some of the men." " Here's ABC's Gary Shepard." " At least we got the motherfuckers on video." "LAPD gonna have a real good time on that level-three prison yard." " You know what I'm saying?" " [Jerry] Dre, maybe we should try to get back to work." "[Suge] We are working, Jerry." "I'm having a word with my client." "Hold up, man." "We got this." "Nah." "We got it." "You done?" "Suge?" "Jerry?" "E?" "Huh?" "...including one incident that sparked the Watts Riots." "So far this year, there have been more than 125 complaints... of police misconduct... filed with watchdog organizations." "Help you with something?" "This your house?" "Who's asking?" "It's a nice house." "Uh, who are you?" "You're with, uh, Suge Knight?" "Someone else?" "Ice Cube?" "Have yourself a good night." "Jerry." "Shit." "[Car Door Closes]" "[Engine Starts] [Sighs]" "[Dre] ¶ Nobody would've fuck with it Appetite for destruction ¶" "¶ For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit-- ¶ ¶¶ [Stops]" "So, what's up?" "When you talked to me on the phone, man, you sounded pretty worked up." "Yeah, I know you don't like hearing this shit." "It's about Jerry, man." "We gotta get rid of that motherfucker, E." "That's really why you came here?" "I thought all this shit was in the past, Dre." "This some real shit, man." "And the shit been happening since the beginning." "I had some people look into this." "I ain't been gettin' my fair share." "Do you even know why you rich though?" "Do you know why you got a big-ass house... and you ain't sleeping' on your auntie couch no more?" "Because Jerry made that possible for us." "He kicked down the door for that shit to happen." "For us." "And you just gonna turn your back on him?" "What, you Cube now?" "Cube was right, fool." "Eazy, look at the papers, man, and you'll see what the fuck I'm talkin' about." "And forget about Jerry, man!" "You keep talking about Jerry this, Jerry that." "We didn't make it because of Jerry." "We made it because our shit is dope." "And we can keep going, E." "We can own the goddamn world, but we just can't be fucking with him no more." "Man, we started this N.W.A. shit." "I just want it to be right." "And this what you think right?" "Turnin' your back on somebody after all he done for us." "You mean all he done for you." "Right?" "Look at me." "Look at me." "When Tyree died... you said we was always gonna be brothers." "But I guess you forgot about that." "I'm-a start my own company with Suge Knight, E." "Thought we were brothers, man." "[Man] I think he's Five-O." "¶ I can feel it ¶" "¶¶ [Continues]" "[Dre] ¶ Tonight's the night I get in some shit ¶" "¶ Deep cover on the incognito tip ¶" "¶ Killin' muthafuckas if I have to ¶" "¶ Peelin' caps too 'cause you niggas know I'm comin' at you ¶" "[Grunts] What up, Dre?" " [Dre] This Death Row." "We about to do this shit." " That's what I'm talkin' about." "¶ With the swiftness So get it right with the quickness ¶" "¶ And let me handle my business, yo ¶" "¶ I'm on a mission and my mission won't stop ¶ This shit sound good." "Yeah." "None of it means anything while I'm under contract with Ruthless." "I told you about that." "I'm gonna get you out of your contracts, I promise you." "Yeah, all right." "What up with you, cuz?" "What up?" "What up, lo?" "What up, Dre?" "What's up, Warren?" "Chillin', man." "You good?" "I'm great." "You good?" "All right." "Dr. Dre." "What's up?" "What up with you?" "What's goin' on, man?" "Yeah, yeah." "So, look, I listened to your demo." "It was tight." "You see that little look he gave me?" "Yeah." "Yo, yo, yo." "Hold up." "Who the fuck is this guy?" "Oh, my bad, Suge." "This the homey Snoop." "Snoop D-O-double-G, cuz." "Who you?" " What?" " [Man] What the fuck you say, blood?" "Ho, ho!" "Hey, hey!" "Hold on." "Hold on." "He with me." "He with me." "[Suge] He ain't with me." "Nah." "He's here to work, all right?" "This is business, Suge." "Come on, man." "Anyway, what's this you workin' on, cuz?" "I like this." "So look, you know, it's a new track for this new movie." "It's called "Deep Cover."" "Ooh." "Ooh-wee." "It's for a movie, huh?" "Yeah, a movie, man." "Dre doing big shit." "Okay, okay, okay." "You think you can get down on it?" "Oh, most definitely." "Throw me" " Throw me in the booth." "All right." "¶ Chill Let's hit a deal ¶" "¶ If it ain't up to what you feel then grab your steel ¶¶" "[Male Reporter] It's perhaps the most notorious police brutality case... in recent memory." "[Attorney] Those blows from Officer Powell... and Officer Wind's batons... continued and continued for no just reason." "They just let them people do whatever the hell they want." "[Male Reporter] Rodney King's leg and facial bones were broken." "Three of the four accused officers took the stand... and admitted that it was brutal... but said police work is brutal and that the videotape..." "[Phone Rings] Here." "Who is it?" "I don't know." "You watchin' this shit upstairs?" "Hello?" "Yo, it's Suge." "We gotta talk about these contracts." "Why you don't talk to Jerry about that shit?" "I don't wanna talk to Jerry." "It's your company." "You the man." "All right." "Whatever, man." "I'll be through there." "He had it in a power swing, and he..." "Who was that?" "Nobody." "...right across the top of the cheekbone, splitting his face from the top of his ear to his chin." "Where Dre at?" "You said he was gonna be here." "I'll get with you outside." "Don't worry about Dre." "Truth be told, he got nothin' to do with this." "This what's gonna happen." "You gonna sign these, releasing Dre and D.O.C. from Ruthless." "Whatever, homey." "You think I'm signing that, you crazier than I thought you was." "I'm out." "[Grunts, Groans]" "Get your ass up." "[Groaning]" "Nah." "I think you're gonna stay here for a while." "Fuck you, Suge!" "Y'all niggas don't scare me." "You can talk tough all you want, but this ain't no record." "Don't make me change you, Eric." "Fuck that's supposed to mean?" "Keep talkin'." "You're gonna fuck around and get smoked." "[Suge] Nah, nah." "But you better choose right." "You know where the fuck I'm from." "This Bompton, nigga." "[Grunting]" "Oh, my fucking God." "Eric." "Jesus Christ." "God, what's going on, man?" "Are you okay?" "I gotta kill this motherfucker Suge Knight." "I just came here to let you know, 'cause... shit might get a little thick." "I need to stay protected." "No, you're not gonna do that." "No." "I didn't come here to ask for permission." "I came here to let you know." "You wanted to be involved with this gangster shit?" "Here we go." "You do that, and you're gonna ruin everything we've worked for." "You really think I got a fucking choice?" "Look at my face!" "This the streets." "Motherfuckers came at me!" "Came at us!" "If I don't hit back, we finished." "It's over." "I'm not saying that we're not gonna hit back." "But this is not Compton... if you haven't looked around." "Drop that shit, okay?" "We don't hit back with bullets." "We hit back with lawyers." "We drain these assholes." "That really takes 'em down." "It ain't about the money, Jerry." "I don't care about no money." "Of course it is." "And you should fucking care about the money." "You're so much smarter than these fucking thugs." "You wanna kill somebody?" "You're gonna go to jail forever." "No more family, no more Ruthless, no more anything." "If you kill this man, his problems will be over... and yours will just be beginning." "Don't be a fucking fool." "Hey." "Why the fuck I gotta be the bigger man?" "'Cause it's better than you being a dead man." "I don't want you fucking dead." "¶¶ [Smooth Rap Intro]" "Damn, Dre." "What the fuck is that?" "Feelin' that shit." "Yeah, you feelin' it?" "Yeah!" "Hey, hey, look, I'm gonna spit a little something." "All right." "You feel me?" "You say whatever" " You just jump in, nigga, and just..." "Hold on." "Look, I got something." "Here we go." "¶ One, two, three and to the four ¶" "¶ Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre is at the door ¶" "¶ Ready to make an entrance, so back on up ¶" "¶ 'Cause you know we about to rip shit up ¶" "¶ Gimme the microphone first so I could bust like a bubble ¶" "¶ Compton and Long Beach together Now you know you in trouble ¶" "Uh-huh." "¶ Ain't nuthin' but a "G" thang, baby ¶" "¶ Two loc'ed out niggas, so we're crazy ¶ Uh-huh." "¶ Death Row is the label that pays me ¶" "¶ Un-fadable, so please don't try and fade this ¶ Ooh!" "¶ But back to the lecture at hand ¶" "¶¶ [Fades] [Man] I wanna thank you for having us here." " [Ice Cube] Of course." " Very generous for you to give of your time... with, uh, everything that's going on right now." "Not a problem." "Now, if I may" "Are you anti-Semitic?" "Now, I thought this was about the Rodney King trial." "Well, the JDL recently got involved, citing the lyrics about your former manager, Jerry Heller." "I'm not anti-Semitic." "I'm anti-Jerry Heller." "Let me ask you something." "Do the JDL condone Jerry's behavior when it comes to my situation?" "Him trying to get me to sign a contract without legal representation?" " I have no idea." " I didn't think you did." "But when you got that for me, we can continue on this topic." "Until then, I'm here to talk... about the beating of an unarmed motorist, Rodney King, and four guilty LAPD officers... who seem to be Daryl Gates's standard issue." "It's also the LAPD and the FBI... who feel that your negative portrayal of police condones violence." ""Fuck tha Police" is just a warning, that's it." "You can't treat people like that and expect 'em not to rise up." "I'm a journalist just like you-- reporting what's goin' on in the hood." "The only thing that's different is that I'm brutally honest." "And what's your relationship with the Nation of Islam?" "[Ice Cube] They my brothers." "You know what?" "That question right there proves to me... what kind of a unprepared sandbag reporter you are." "You talkin' to me like I'm some elected official, like I'm running for office." "But I get it." "That's your job." "Bigger the story, the bigger the check in your field of work." "It's not your fault." "I shouldn't blame you." "What's your name, man?" "Brian." "Eat a dick, Brian." "Get the fuck out my house." "Y'all done here." "Can we cut, please?" "[Speakers:" "Funk] ¶ So wide can't get around it ¶" "¶ So low you can't get under it ¶" "¶ So high you can't get over it ¶" "¶ So high you can't get over it ¶" "¶ Da-ah ¶" "¶ This is a chance This is a chance ¶" "¶ Da-ah ¶ ¶ To dance your way ¶" " ¶ Da-ah ¶ - ¶ Out of your constrictions ¶" "¶ Da-ah ¶" "¶ Da sukum ¶" "Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me." "You look like you're ready to go." "Yeah." "I'm just waiting on my friend." "I should've drove." "You're not havin' a good time?" "No, no." "No." "I had a really good time." "But now it's starting to get a little wild." "Yeah." "We've been known to get crazy from time to time." "[Chuckles]" "I'm Andre." "I'm Nicole." "Suge." "Hey." "How you doin'?" "All right." "Jimmy Iovine, Interscope Records." "Nice to meet you." "You too." "So, what do I call you?" "Dre?" "Dr. Dre?" "Doc?" "[Suge Laughing] Nah, Dre is cool." "Go ahead." "Have a seat." "All right." "It's good." "Yeah." " So, what do you got today?" " Um" "Well, you know." "I heard John McClain gave you my album." "What'd you think?" "I don't know anything about hip-hop, but I know that this is special." "Seriously." "Thank you." "Look, we'd love to bring in Interscope, but there's a little problem." "What's the problem?" "Ruthless, lawsuits... and contracts." "Well, how about this?" "You give me three weeks, and I don't wanna hear any bullshit... about you shopping this anywhere around town." "If you do that," "I believe I can solve your problem with the contract." "Lil' nigga, you in my spot?" "Yo." "[Dre] Hey, Suge." "Suge." "Easy, man, yo" " Hey, Suge, what the" "Hey, Suge." "You parked in my motherfuckin' spot or what?" " I didn't" " I didn't know, man." " [Dre] It's cool." "You little fuck!" "Suge!" "Suge, it's just a parking spot." "Get off of me!" "Come on!" "Move this piece of shit." "And park my car." "And I better not see one drop of blood on that motherfucker." "Suge, let's go, man." "[Man Groans]" "The jury in the Rodney King case has delivered its verdict, and not one of the four police officers... seen on videotape beating Mr. King a year ago... is guilty of using excessive force." "They've all been found not guilty." "Oh, for Christ's sake." "Oh, my God." "Judy, the details." "Peter, it was a clean sweep for the defendants." "Not guilty, the verdict for all of them." "Only on one count against Lawrence Powell..." "I'm sorry." "On excessive use of force under color of authority... could the jury not agree." "[Sirens Blaring]" "[Man] It's probably the worst case of police misconduct that I've ever seen." "Fuck the police!" "[Chanting] Fuck the police!" "Fuck the police!" "[Man #2] ...especially to our police department." "[Woman] It looks kind of like we're in a war zone though." "[Female Reporter] We've got some courageous shop owners here, who are armed." "[Man] Anarchy is obviously a statement of political dissatisfaction." "[Male Reporter] Police officers are still back down... guarding the area down there where the Ralph's..." "[Male Reporter #2] ...the police are using, eerily reminiscent... of military-style assault weapons." "[Female Reporter #2] You can hear random gunshots as rioters..." "[Male Reporter #2] The cars have been left abandoned, because their drivers..." "[Male Reporter #1] We show you, and that police presence..." "[Female Reporter #2] We have fires burning." "Olympic." "Pico." "[Man Chanting] No justice, no peace!" "[Male Reporter #3] More than 100 injured, mostly in the South-Central section of Los Angeles." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop]" "You know, if we bag all this shit up in ounces, we should probably be straight." "Looks like we got enough." "[Yella] So, all this weed is for your Ruthless artists?" "I'm tryin' to take care of these little money problems, man, so" "They can smoke it, sell it." "Fuck, throw a party on it, for all I give a fuck." "As long as I just have some time to figure this shit out, you know?" "[Eazy-E Coughing] [Ren] Yo, man, you straight?" "E, you straight?" "Yeah, I'm good." " No, for real, man." "You straight?" " Man, I'm good!" "I'm just fucking tired, man." "I'm fucking downgrading houses." "How would you feel?" "Answer me that." "Dre rolled out." "Ruthless money low." "Tomica asking me all kind of questions about the house." "Answer me this." "Would you be all right?" "Would you be all right moving out your fucking house?" "You all right with it?" "E, I'm your boy." "I'm" " I'm in this shit with you." "I'm just trying to make sure you good, bruh." "I'm good!" "You good?" " You good?" " [Yella] Yeah, man." "[Jerry] Eric." " What, Jerry?" " Take it easy." "You know what?" "Let's get you out of the house." "I have stuff needs your autograph, okay?" "I'll come when I have time, Jerry." "Eric, come on." "We still got a business to run." "Don't it look like I'm running business right now?" "No." "It looks like you're fucking cutting up weed." "I thought that was a job for fucking jackasses." "You know what, Jerry?" "You right." "You absolutely fuckin' right." "We got business to take care of." "I'll see you in a minute." "[Typing] "You got knocked the fuck out."" "[Laughs]" "That shit is funny." "Hey, baby." "Hey, baby." "How's Friday coming?" "This shit is funny." "I'm feeling it though." "Hmm." "What page are you on?" "100." "I'm not going too much longer though." "Baby, come here." "Look!" "[Ice Cube] ¶ Going off on everybody like that ¶" "Look how young y'all are." "¶ With bass that's droppin' in your face ¶" " ¶ So give it up smooth ¶ - [Kim Laughs]" "¶ Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move ¶" "¶ Here's a murder rap to keep you dancin' ¶ Dang!" "What?" "¶ With a crime record like Charles Manson ¶" "We left a lot of good records on the table." "¶ Now you know that I'm about to act a fool ¶¶" "[Chuckles]" "[Eazy-E] It's like I don't even know what I'm doing no more." "I don't know where the money going." "[Tomica] Why you stressin'?" "You know I know the business." "Just" " Shit, just lay out all the files, contracts, whatever it is, and I'll look into it." "For real." "Come here." "Come here." "[Moans]" "You just go to New York." "You take care of this big ol' distribution deal with Sony." "[Chuckles] Bring that shit on in." "All right?" "And I'll check into everything else." "I love you." "You what?" "I love you." "You what?" "[Chuckles]" "What's up?" "All right." "Good night." "Oh, whoa, whoa." "Really?" "Good night?" "You okay to drive?" "No." "Look at you." "[Laughing]" "Good night, Andre." "Nah." "See" "See, I can't help thinking maybe you want me to come inside." "Of course I do." "So, what's different now?" "Huh?" "I got a lot to think about." "You're asking me to move in with you." "That is a huge step." "I like you, Andre, but there's a lot going on around you." "What you mean?" "I know about the whole Death Row business, the assault charges, the shooting." "Just seems dangerous." "My son is my world." "I hear you." "Good night." "[Barking]" "[Shouting]" "¶ Hail Mary, run quick see ¶" "¶ What do we have here now?" "¶" "¶ Do you wanna ride or die?" "¶" "¶ La da-da-da-da, la la la ¶" "¶ I ain't a killer but don't push me ¶" "¶ Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy ¶" "¶ Picture paragraphs unloaded Wise words being quoted ¶" "¶ Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it ¶" "¶ Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin' ¶" "¶ Seeing niggas coming for me and my diamonds-- ¶" "¶¶ [Stops] What up, Dre?" "What up, Pac?" "I'm about to bust niggas in the mouth with this new album." "[Laughs] Okay, I feel that." "Suge said you got some heat for a nigga." "Hell, yeah!" "Play that for him." "Okay." "¶ California love ¶" "¶¶ [Rap Intro]" "Yeah." "You feel that?" "Ha." "Yeah." "Fuck with me." ""California Love." Yeah." "¶ California knows how to party ¶" "¶ California ¶" "[Gunshots]" "¶ Knows how to party ¶" "¶¶ [Stops] What the hell was that?" "Hey, hold on, Pac." "Stay right there, man." "[Man] Yo, shut up, shut up, shut up!" "[Man #2] Sic that motherfucker!" "[Barking] Come on, man." "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop]" "[Barking] Stop, man!" " Chop, chop." "Chop." "Yeah." "Get hype!" " Come on, man!" "Get hype!" " Yo!" " [Barks]" "¶¶ [Stops] What the fuck are y'all doing?" " [Barking]" " Check this out." "[Dog Handler] Get him." "Time to eat." "Who's hungry?" "You hungry, nigga?" "Yeah." "Get up." "Come on!" "[Woman Laughing]" "[Dog Handler] Bring your bitch-ass up." "Tighty-whitey-ass nigga." "[Chuckles]" "You know what to do." "[All Laughing]" "I'd like to make a toast." " To what?" " To Death Row Records..." "Death Row!" "Death Row!" "And Suge, for making all this happen." "And may the West Coast reign forever." "[All Laughing] Come on." "Come on." "And may the West Coast reign forever." "[Man] Bitch-ass nigga." "Now toast to Dr. Dre." "[Woman] That's right." "Put your glass down." "I said, put the fucking glasses down!" "Hey, yo, slow your roll, Dre." "Come on." "This why we got money?" "To act like we ain't got no goddamn sense?" "We coulda did all this dumb shit back in Compton." "But this what the fuck y'all turn into." "You sittin' up here eatin' fuckin' crab." "Who the fuck are you?" "Huh?" "This my motherfucking name on the wall, man!" "And y'all in here acting like y'all on motherfucking vacation." "I got Pac in the next motherfucking room, grinding', man, workin'!" "And y'all niggas in here partying'?" "[Scoffs]" "One time?" "You trippin'." "[Woman] That's right." "[Man] Yeah." "We can do anything we wanna do." "We started this thing." "This is us." "Nah, nigga." "Death Row, that's us." "I don't know what the fuck this shit is." "Better watch your mouth, blood." "And who the fuck you talking to, huh?" "Nigga, you ain't nothin' but a producer." "Get the fuck out my face!" " Yo, yo, yo!" " Get him off me, man!" " Dude!" " Get the fuck off me, man!" "[Laughs] Ah, shit!" "Dre." "This is bullshit." "Dre!" " [Engine Revving] - [Tires Squealing]" "[Horn Honking]" "[Siren Blaring]" "Always fucking with me!" "[Horn Honking]" "[Helicopter Whirring]" "[Officer, Amplified] Drop the keys out of the window!" "Open the door." "Step out of the vehicle." "Hands in the air." "Keep 'em up." "Hold it there." "[Siren Blaring]" "Turn around." "Turn around." "Fingers behind your head." " Hold it right there." " [Handcuffs Clicking]" "¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop]" "Hey, that's Eazy." "What's up, E?" "I didn't know that was you." "All right." "Hey, what's up?" "What's up, homey?" "Yo, what up?" "Nah." "Hold up." "Hold up." "Hey, hey." "Hold up." "Relax, homey." "We in a club." "Cube, I just heard you was over here." "Yeah, I'm here." "What you need?" "Everybody to calm the fuck down, from the looks of it." "I mean, I was just in the neighborhood, man." "I came here with Bone Thugs." "I was just coming to say what's up." "What's up?" "I saw Boyz n the Hood." "It was good." "You ain't called that shit a after-school special?" "I like after-school specials, Cube." "You know that." "What's up, man?" "How you feel?" "You good?" "Hell, yeah, nigga, I'm good." "It's good to see you." "That's what I'm talkin' about, Eric." "It's good to see you right now." "Look at you!" "Pull your fuckin' homies off me then if it's good to see me." "You had niggas jump us." "Goddamn!" "How you go from selling rocks in the dope house... to having dinner in the White House with the president?" "They still trying to figure that shit out." "But, hey, all publicity" "[Together] Is good publicity." " You know it." " You know that's right." "Man." "Look, man, I" "I wish that dumb shit really would've never popped off between us." "We shouldn't have dissed each other in the first place." "Making the fans choose between us?" "That wasn't cool." "You right." "You ever think we'd be that big though?" "Hell, no." "I was just talking to my wife about that-- how it was in the beginning." "Yeah." "Shit, we just wanted to do music for the neighborhood." "Be ghetto stars." "But what if we had the chance to find out... how big we could really be?" "Come on, man, you got my mind workin'." "I be thinking about that shit all the time." "If we could just take that shit back to '89." "We changed the world." "I hear you." "It was a simpler time, you know?" "It was hard then." "But I've had days... where I almost wish we was gettin' arrested in Detroit again." "Shit." "You know?" "Shit ain't gotta stop there." "But if we go do this, we gotta do it right." "And if Dre with it, I'm with it." "But I don't know your relationship with dude." "But if you want me, Eric, Jerry can't be there." "All right." "[Coughing]" "Hey, man." "[Coughing Continues]" "Shit." "It's 'cause you ain't got them damn gloves on." "Man, whatever." "[Laughs]" "But I hear you." "Yeah?" "You said it." "All right." "[Tomica] These invoices haven't been paid." "They're two or three years outdated." "These are canceled checks." "They all bounced." "And these are past due." "Jerry took advantage of you." "I know it's a lot, but you had to know the truth sometime." "Now you do." "You know, Dre and Cube tried to warn me about this." "I've been fuckin' up for a long time." "Don't." "Don't." "A really long time." "[Grunts] Shit." "Hey, man." "Where you been?" "I've been calling you all day." "Sit down, Jerry." "[Scoffs]" "What is this all about?" "Uh, the groupie?" "The executive assistant?" "[Scoffs]" "She even go to college?" "Man, you're so much fucking smarter than this." "Sit down, Jerry." "[Folder Hits Table]" "This ain't about Tomica, Jerry." "This about you." "And you can stop acting like you ain't never done nothin' wrong." "You know what, man?" "I know that you're upset." "I understand." "But I'm asking you" "I'm advising you, take a breath, okay?" "I'm gonna look at the paperwork, Eric." "It's fucked up." "You can stop giving me advice as of now." "Here's what's about to happen." "[Clears Throat]" "I'm gonna get N.W.A. back together, and you ain't gonna have nothin' to do with it this time." "How the fuck can you even say something like that?" "What the fuck is going on with you, man?" "I know what's good for you." "I know what's good for Ruthless." "And we have worked up a trust after years of hard work, and that trust is our foundation, Eric. [Coughing]" "I don't give a shit." "Eric." "[Coughing]" "You look lousy, man." "Are you okay?" "Trust?" "Trust is a motherfucker." "Is it?" "Let me ask you something." "Eric, if what I'm doing is so illegal, how come I've never been sued, hmm?" "If I'm such a fucking thief, such a liar, such a motherfucker, how come nobody's ever come to collect?" "Because this is business, and this is how it works." "And it's not always pretty." "No." "Do I cover my own ass?" "Do I cover my own end?" "Absolutely." "But don't you dare fucking tell me... that I have not taken care of you." "Don't you fucking tell me... that I have not had your back from day one!" "Day one!" "Is this taking care of me?" "Are you fucking kidding me?" "It's taking care of the whole fucking thing." "It's business!" "And this is how it works." "Have I covered my end?" "Do I cover my ass?" "Absolutely." "But don't you dare fucking tell me that I have not taken care of you." "This business too?" "Yes." "This is business." "This is how fucked up it can get." "But I didn't start this." "I didn't fuck it up." "You did!" "No." "You did." "[Scoffs]" "You fired, Jerry." "Oh, for Christ" "Eric, this isn't how we do things." "This is not you." "This is not you." "Eric!" "This is an important company." "Eric, I'm not gonna let you fuck this up." "Eric?" "Oh, for Christ's sake, Eric!" "[Beeping]" "[Line Ringing]" "[Dre] Yeah, hello?" "Yeah, what up, Dre?" "Who this?" "Eric." "E?" "Just felt like calling." "Yeah." "Okay." "What's up?" "I mean, you know me, man." "Doing my thing." "Killin' all this pussy." "How about you?" "You know, man." "I'm just making tracks, doing my thing." "Look, Dre, I know you be busy, but, um, I talked to Cube, and we were talking about some-- some possibilities." "Possibilities?" "Okay." "Yeah, like, without Jerry Heller type of fucking possibilities." "Really?" "Well, it's about time." "Man, I mean, I know shit kinda went crazy." "And" "You know, the money kinda had everybody divided, man, but..." "I really wish it didn't." "It's, uh" "To be honest, man, I'm not proud of all the shit I did either." "So, what you think, man?" "You think we could get together or what?" "What you think?" "Yeah, man." "Yeah, that sound good." "Let's do it, E. Let's do it." "I'm-a let you know when we can get back into the studio, you know." "Lay down some tracks, like the old days." "Fair enough." "All right." "It's good to hear from you, man." "All right." "[Beeps]" "[Beeps]" "[Exhales]" "[Coughing] ¶¶ [Speakers:" "Hip-hop]" "Man, y'all niggas ain't making no music in here." "¶¶ [Stops]" "[Yella] Hey!" "What's up, E?" "What's up?" "What up?" "What up?" "What up?" "Yo, hey, when are Dre and Cube gonna roll up in here, man?" "I'm ready!" "[Ren] Yeah, man." "'Cause I'm ready to get this new shit going." "I'm ready too." "But long as we stay ready, we gonna know we gonna be on, man." "Y'all already know this new N.W.A. shit about to be crazy." "Here ya go, baby." "E, I got books of new shit." "I got libraries of new shit." "[Eazy-E] That's what I'm talking about, Ren." "That's what I'm talking about." "[Laughs]" "¶¶ [Hip-Hop] I got the tracks." "You like that?" "[Ren] Mm-hmm." "Hell, yeah." "You think you Dre now?" "I'm trying to murder Dre." "I'm about to murder both of y'all on the track though." "Check me out." "Check me out." "[Yella] What you doing, E?" "You know you don't play no instruments." "You gonna play it?" "E, you all right?" "[Tomica] Eric." "Baby, you good?" "Yeah." "I'm all right." "[Tomica Screams] Eric!" "Eric!" "[Ren] Call 911." "[Tomica] Eric!" "[Ren] Eric." "Get up, man." "Baby?" "Yo, call 911." "Call 911." "You all right, E?" "Baby?" "Eric?" "Eric." "Eazy, wake up." "Eric, baby!" "[Ren] Open your eyes. [Yella] Yes, we need an ambulance." "[Clears Throat]" "Wait." "Ain't you gonna say something?" "What is it?" "A respiratory infection?" "Pneumonia?" "What?" "Yes, well, um, it is those things and more, I'm afraid." "We ran a full blood battery." "And, uh" "I'm sorry, Mr. Wright, but, uh, you've tested positive for HIV." "Get the fuck outta here." "Wha-Wha-What?" "A normal T-cell count is anywhere between 500 and 1500." "Right now, your T-cell count is 14." "But I ain't no faggot." "Mr. Wright, actually, um, the virus can be transmitted in quite a few ways, including unprotected heterosexual sex." "Uh-- That's wrong." "You-You gotta test that over." "That's" " Test that again." "We've run the test five times with five different samples... and the result remains the same." "Shit!" "Tomica." "Tomica." "But she's pregnant, Doc." "What this mean?" "It doesn't necessarily mean that she's contracted the virus." "But, uh, we have to test her to be sure." "So, what do we do?" "What" " When we start the treatment?" "I mean, what-- I gotta get healthy." "I got things to do." "I got" "[Voice Cracking] Wha-What are we supposed to do?" "Mr. Wright." "You need to understand that you are very, very sick." "But I don't even feel that bad, Doc." "Don't tell me that." "Don't tell me that." "With care and palliative care, we can probably keep you comfortable... for, uh, maybe six months, at the very most." "Comfortable?" "What do you mean, comfortable?" "It's just a matter of time." "I am" " I'm truly, truly sorry, Mr. Wright." "[Exhales] I'll-I'll leave you time to, um, process this." "Come on, Doc." "Come on, Doc." "No." "Doc." "[Sobbing]" "Come on!" "And one of the pioneers of gangster rap, as the leader of the group N.W.A. has revealed he has AIDS." "[Woman] We were totally unprepared... for the kind of outpouring of fan calls that we had." "We had over 7,000 calls." "It's, uh" " It's Bone Thugs's new LP, man." "Everybody thinks it's gonna be cool when it drop." "It's gonna be huge, man." "That's great." "[Voice Cracking] Do you wanna hear it, man?" "You" " You wanna hear it?" "Nah, man." "Just leave it here for me." "I'll check it out later." "[Sniffles]" "This is bullshit, man." "Hey, Yella, why don't you check on him, man?" "See if he all right." "All right?" "I" " I'll call you when I get out of here." "All right?" "[Woman] What's his condition?" "His condition" "He's in intensive care." "Uh, we're not certain where-where it's headed." "What's up, Eric?" "[Monitor Beeping]" "It's Dre." "Man, I've been" " I've been makin' some dope new tracks." "This next N.W.A. album, it's about to be dope." "[Chuckles] It's about to be huge, you know?" "[Sniffles]" "Hey, you remember that time when, um, when we was making "Boyz-N-The-Hood"?" "Your non-rappin' ass." "You was trippin' out, man, 'cause" "[Sobs]" "[Sniffles]" "I love you, E." "You hear me?" "I love you, man." "Dre." "Yo, Cube." "How is he doing?" "Can he-- Can he talk?" "Can he" "Nah, man." "He in a fuckin' coma." "Got the machines breathing for him and shit." "He ain't even conscious." "I need to hear his voice, Dre." "I can't see him laid up like that." "I wanna talk to him." "I want him to talk to me." "I feel that." "It's all right, man." "It's good to see you, man." "You too." "Peace." "[Female Reporter] In Los Angeles this morning, rapper Eazy-E has died... after a battle with AIDS." "[Male Reporter] He was among the most powerful voices of his generation..." "[British News Anchor] Towards the end of his life, the rapper received more than two and a half thousand calls a day from well-wishers..." "[Anchorwoman] Eazy-E was a member of the group N.W.A." "Wright was 31." "[Sweeney] Eazy wrote me a personal letter... to read to each and every one of his fans and loved ones." ""I just feel that I've got thousands and thousands of young fans... that have to learn about what's real when it comes to AIDS." "I would like to turn my own problem into something good... that will reach out to all my homeboys and their kin." "Much love to those who have been down for me, and thanks for your support."" "[Suge Speaking, Indistinct]" "Pac is in the studio writing every day." "Snoop is doing his thing." "What y'all doing?" "Y'all niggas gettin' too comfortable." "Handle this shit." "You know what I'm say" " Suge." " What's the urgency, Dre?" " [Dog Growls]" "Plotz." "I'm out." "I'm out of Death Row." "You ain't done." "Dr. Dre and Death Row are one and the same." "You just can't up and leave." "I'm doing my own thing, Suge." "I'm starting fresh." "Nobody to answer to but myself." "It's time." "You one stupid motherfucker." "You gonna walk away from all this money?" "If you leave, everything we created is mine." ""We"?" "Okay." "Well, you know what?" "You can have it." "You ain't taking nobody with you." "Death Row stays Death Row." "And you even think about touching my money" "Motherfucker, you know how I gets down." "Do what the fuck you gotta do." "You can have the artists, the money, the masters, all your fuckin' bullshit." "I'm done." "I'm starting my own thing." "You can't put a price on peace of mind." "I'm out." "I got all this nigga's money." "I got everything." "Get the fuck out." "Go." "So, what you gonna call that bullshit?" "Aftermath." "[Dre] You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge." "It's just, like, they try to hide what's goin' on, and we tell it like it is, you know?" "[Ice Cube] ¶ Straight outta Compton ¶" "¶ Crazy muthafucka named Ice Cube ¶" "¶ From the gang called Niggaz Wit' Attitude ¶" "You know it's gotta be hard." "'Cause if it ain't hard, it's weak." "¶ You too, boy, if ya fuck with me ¶" "¶ The police are gonna have to come and get me ¶" "MC Ren in the house." "When you making a record, you gotta have some hype lyrics, and you got that, it's gonna sell." "[Ren] ¶ Straight outta Compton Another crazy-ass nigga ¶" "¶ More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger ¶" "Eazy-E probably was one of the nicest people you ever would have known." "Not as Eazy, but as Eric Wright." "¶ But I don't gave a fuck I'm gonna make my snaps ¶" "¶ If not from the records, from jacking' the crops Just like burglary ¶" "[Dre] We make our records based on stuff that's happening where we live." "And if people out there that don't like it, fuck 'em." "¶ Straight outta Compton ¶" "¶ Is a brother that'll smother your mother ¶" "Dre and Eazy had already been selling it as cassette tapes." "And they just blew up." "Eazy and Dr. Dre Wild  Wet Pool Party." "This is what it's all about!" ""We wanted to invite you to the president's luncheon."" "I said if I go down there, this'll start some shit." "¶ To me it's kinda funny The attitude showing' a nigga driving' ¶" "[Man] When I think of N.W.A., they weren't really music to me." "It was more like a real lifestyle." "Brothers from my neighborhood made it out." "[Ice Cube] ¶ Niggas start to mumble They wanna rumble ¶" "¶ Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot like gumbo ¶" "You got the dopest album out this year." "Thanks, man." "More than happy to get my career going like I want it to go." "[Together] Damn!" "¶ Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move ¶" "¶ AK-47 is the tool ¶" "You do not know how long I waited to get in his booth... and to have Dre out there goin', "You ready?"" "I waited all my life for that, since Straight Outta Compton." "Dre's direction was helping me become a strong lyricist, which I am now." "¶ That I'm down with the capital CPT ¶" "¶ Boy, you can't fuck with me ¶" "[Eminem] Dre has taught me a lot." "Not just rap-wise, but business-wise, you know what I'm sayin'?" "You'd have to even credit both Eminem's and my success to Dr. Dre." "[Man] Apple's purchase of Beats will be the biggest deal in its history." "[Ice Cube] Our music was like our weapon." "[Dre] We let people know that it's okay to say what you wanna say." "¶ As I leave, believe I'm stompin' ¶" "¶ But when I come back, boy, I'm comin' straight outta ¶" "¶ Straight outta Straight outta ¶" "¶ Straight outta I'm comin' straight outta Compton ¶" " ¶ Compton, Compton, Compton ¶¶" " Ow!" "[Eazy-E] Damn, that shit was dope!" "¶¶ [Smooth Rap Intro]" "¶ I just need y'all to bear with me for a minute ¶" "¶ While I talk about the pages of my diary ¶" "¶ Yeah Listen up ¶" "¶ Uhh, I remember when I got started ¶" "¶ My intention was to win ¶" "¶ But a lot of shit changed since then ¶" "¶ Some more friends became enemies in the quest of victory ¶" "¶ But I made a vow Never let this shit get to me ¶" "¶ I let it pass, so I consider that part of my history ¶" "¶ And I'm strong financially, physically ¶" "¶ Mentally I'm on a whole nother level ¶" "¶ And don't forget that I came from the ghetto ¶" "¶ Sold a new house for my moms That's special ¶" "¶ I let you going shopping till your feet get tired ¶" "¶ Then a new Benz just for you to ride in ¶" "¶ When I didn't have it, you provided ¶ ¶ You provided ¶" "¶ Don't be surprised that I built an enterprise ¶" "¶ And my house got a view of the city like a high-rise ¶" "¶ I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ When I open up my book I think about the world later ¶" "¶ No ink in the pen No lines on the paper ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind ¶" "¶ I'm just starin' at the sky You probably thinkin' I'm high ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ Now puff-puff-pass Got a nigga having flashbacks ¶" "¶ I remember how it used to be ¶" "¶ Now my money like NASDAQ My checks you can cash that ¶" "¶ I remember how it used to be ¶" "¶ I used to be a starving artist ¶" "¶ So I would never starve an artist ¶" "¶ This is my passion It's where my heart is ¶" "¶ It gets the hardest when I think about the dearly departed ¶" "¶ Like the nigga I started with ¶" "¶ I know Eazy can see me now looking down through the clouds ¶" "¶ And regardless, I know my nigga still proud ¶" "¶ It's been a while since we spoke but you still my folks ¶" "¶ We used to sit back, laugh and joke ¶" "¶ Now, I remember when we used to do all-nighters ¶" "¶ You in the booth and Cube in the corner writing ¶" "¶ Where Ren at?" "Shout out to my nigga Yella ¶" "¶ Damn, I miss that ¶" "¶ Shit, a nigga having flashbacks ¶" "¶ When I open up my book I think about the world later ¶" "¶ No ink in the pen No lines on the paper ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ Sometimes when I got a lot of shit on my mind ¶" "¶ I'm just starin' at the sky You probably thinkin' I'm high ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶ I'm just, I'm just I'm just talking to my diary ¶" "¶¶ [Trumpet Solo]" "¶¶ [Continues]" "¶¶ [Fading]"