Injustice begets a criminal. Kool is an artist without prospects, a black belt in karate, and in love with LaShawna, poised and college bound. One night she witnesses a stabbing and discovers the victim is a cop as he dies in her arms. She’s jailed for murder by the infamous Ramparts Division of the LAPD. Kool wants to prove her innocence, and Tully, the cynical detective in charge, ignores LaShawna’s case but uses Kool to break up an incipient crime operation. She’s in danger because the guilty parties fear that the officer talked before he died. While in jail awaiting a hearing and legal help, she’s beaten to death by a rogue cop. Kool vows revenge: the Hot Boyz are born.
User Reviews: This is vindictive Master P at his ugliest (and that’s bad). The main hero we are led to believe is a HORRIBLY, HORRIBLY acted black man, aspiring to do good, and knows kung-fu, living in a life of white oppression (you know, like all cops are crooked and idiots and all gangstas living the real life… whatever). Eventually, the good man is pushed to his limits because his girlfriend is framed for murder for no explicable reason. Seriously, this sort of plot is getting old and extremely TIRING. Countless rappers appear along the way in cameos contributing nothing except a possible song in the soundtrack, and eventually everything is resolved in a less than thrilling shoot-out between cops, crooked cops, good black guy, and gangstas.