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Clips from CB4

Movies 1993 89 min ★ 6.3/10 (11,330 ratings) 1,300 clips

Credits

35 cents? How about I give you 15 cents
[crowd cheering, music starts]
[scratching]
[music continues]
[snapping]
- ♪ Hey, yo, Doug put your valleys on - ♪ What
♪ Here we go, come on Here we go, come on
It's very rough.
[crowd cheering]
[crowd chants] CB4! CB4!
CB4! CB4! CB4!
[drum loop]
[White] They were the biggest rap group in the world.
I was blessed, man.
It's those gold teeth that... Something, I don' know.
You know, he was with his family.
They're kinda wack. Word up, G.
- [man] Excuse me. - From the world's most notorious...
Guys, what I need, what my documentary is missing
Yo, chill.
I'm gonna let him hang out with me today, all right?
I'm sorry.
I like this. Who is it?
I got it.
They ghost. [dial tone]
That was great!
Must be one of my bitches. Hello.
[White] What's happening?
Get up on 'em, man.
- My fuckin' radio! - Need some new jams, bitch!
Ma! Ma!
Stop right here!
You guys OK back there?
Cos I'm gonna let you in on something.
About four years ago...
[♪ Ice Cube: Steady Mobbin]
♪ Four or five niggaz in a mothership
♪ Bent, front and back glass got tint
- [man] Turn that music down! - Come on, Pops.
- I already got it on one. - Put it on negative one.
Why don't we listen to Lenny Kravitz?
Don't waste electricity on that rap mess.
It won't never last! Remember black-and-white TV? Gone!
Remember eight-tracks? Gone! Betamax? Gone.
- Look. - Ooh, that boy sure can dance.
♪ But I can dance I got sun, I got shine
♪ Did I mention before that I can dance
- ♪ I'm Wackee Dee - ♪ Wackee Dee's in the house...
Hi, Albert.
- What's up, O? - What up, bro?
A job's a job, a cheque's a cheque.
- [woman] Here it comes. - [tinkling]
- Yeah, babyl - Yeah, baby. Here it comes.
Yo, let's go down to Gusto's, all right?
- Ain't I right, Otis? - Yeah, right and tight.
- Cos you Jam Master Jay. - I'm always Jam Master.
♪ To float in my kingdom you must use fire
- ♪ They call us hip - ♪ We're gettin' 'nilla
♪ [tape speeds up]
- Fix that tape, man! - I'm sorry.
- We was jamming! - Damn!
It was all right. First we were the Mad Bohemians.
Then we did a thing called The Bag Heads.
Then we did a thing called The Overweight Lovers.
♪ We're fat, we're fat We're fat, we're fat...
S-S-S-S...
The one and only.
That's how I like it.
- Like what? - Me on a lot of rappers' lips.
I have to admit this is a wonderful place.
Wackee Dee is an entertainer. Right, baby?
Damn!
Maybe.
Yeah, baby.
I gots to get up in that.
Big dick.
What, your posse 'spose to be deep now?
Brother, you seem easily upset.
You better have some cash.
Come on, look.
Fellas, come here! Let me talk to you.
Look, you guys can rap, but you got nothin' I can sell.
Trustus Jones, the motherfuckin' mogul of rap!
- I don't wanna go in there. - C'mon, man.
Probably just wanna kiss your ass!
- Gusto, how's it go? - Freeze! Get down now!
You too!
- He's OK. - You set me up?
Gusto! Gusto! Gusto!
- I'm the only one taking a real risk. - How's that?
Cos from now on I'll be known as MC Gusto.
Nigga? You already becomin' a gangster!
It's crazy, crazy shit!