Текст (слова) песни: Raekwon f Busta Rhymes - Baggage Handlers

 
* first single off of "Only Built 4 Cuban Linx Part II" 
 
[Intro: sample from Scarface] 
You got to be kiddin`, five hundred? 
Who you think we are, baggage handlers? 
The goin` rate on a boat, is a thousand a night, man 
You know that (first you got to work your way up to 500, cedigo) 
Ok, what I did for you guys in Freedomtown, what was that? 
 
[Raekwon] 
Return of the kitchen kid, with the axe 
All I know is real detail, coke, lasagna and them E pills 
Million dollar merchandise, we on, get ya groove back 
A hundred yukons, we all moving crack 
All my soldiers got big rank, pa, Sicily money 
Y`all had a bitch that got pregnant in Iraq 
What`s the movement? Superman money in the Ooh building 
A few dudes who make a lotta rules sayin` `you get it` 
Right, wavy hair, all my niggaz is polic` 
You stay off the roof, or jakes see the crib 
No snitchin`, this Amityville detention 
Might fuck around, get caught, or shot down, play position 
Yeah, here they come, sizin` them up, you know my status 
This is raw way, lookin` in his eyes, and he butt 
Yo, what`s happenin`? I heard you got the streets back, captain 
Yup, all niggaz is dead, unless they team clappin` something 
He felt the generals plans, recognize, we going all out 
I might throw three in his man 
Had the slick look, looking all Cubaned up 
Don`t get it twisted, nigga we`ll swiss swish you up, what? 
 
[Chorus: Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)] 
From all day to morn`, noon, night 
Recognize we gotta re-up (Yo, it`s Cuban Link 2, motherfucker) 
You all listen, pay attention 
Word to the team, we gonna key up (Yo, it`s Cuban Link 2, motherfucker) 
Get ya birds off, playground 
Yo, stay out my business, you gon` see us (Yo, it`s Cuban Link 2, motherfucker) 
For all them real Cash Rule Everything Around Me 
Niggaz get y`all stee up (Yo, it`s Cuban Link 2, motherfucker) 
 
[Raekwon] 
The kid that endorse Maxmaris, shorty show support 
Take your sweatpants off, fix your mascara 
Four hundred nineteen ounces, out in Long Island 
Twelve strong bitches that`s real, who not scared of housing 
Yes, throw on them raccoon, chinchilla feathers 
Let it drag on my boots, the jean burned leather 
Jog through the back of the building, drop the L 
Got the scope on your nosey ass mother, fuckin` up sales 
Forty karat locked in, bowtie, chillin` at the Democrat party 
Yo, Chef, your coat, got it poppin` 
Coming soon, Purple Tape, circle up the city let `em know I`m back 
Four hundred bricks, and yup, the kids stance 
Sponsored by my cousin in Stan`, maintainin` 
Got the call from Tony Young Montana, my son campaignin` 
Yup, I`m not no fuckin` bellboy, I war anything out there 
The ring is mine, you can tell Roy 
That`s when I was hit with the call, your whole motto is get tour 
Drug rap owner, you will rip all 
Live like the pope, and get a big hall 
Flipped them a claren, the front, like the Jag back like the store 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Outro: Raekwon (Scarface sample)] 
Yea, we back in the motherfuckin` staircase, nigga 
You know that kid is coming, Cuban Linx, nigga 
Louis Rich, the signature, bitch 
(Every dog has his day, huh, Mel? 
You wanna job Ernie? Ok, then, you call me tomorrow)
 

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