🎂🚔 Birthday Party Raid — Warrant in Hand… “Don’t Miss the Cake.” 😳

Hey, Dwayne!

Yo, what's up, man? We didn't get the invite.

It's my son's birthday party.

Yeah, I can see that. Just take a minute.

So, look.

A friend of ours got shot. Word is someone from your clique did it.

He alive?

Yeah. Well, you do it.

Eastside G's been getting bolder. Everybody knows you got beef with our gang guys. Got a warrant, Dwayne. You missed a court appearance. Shh.

I was locked up when my son was born. It's the first birthday I'm around, man.

You give us what we need, we'll let you go back to your party.

Come on, dog.

We hate for you to miss the cake. Your little boy blowing out the candles, making a wish.

All right, look, fine, fine, look, I heard that LeRoin talking shit about blasting on five-o's.

LeRoin from Two Trays? Your rival gang?

Fine, I put it on my mama.

Come on, Dwayne, everybody in South Central knows you hate your mama. You put it on your son?

Fine, man. Fine, man. I put that on my son.