Raekwon — Yae Yo Remix

[Snippet from Scarface #1] Hey, fuck you, man Who put this thing together Me, that's who Who do I trust, me [Hook 1] Yae yo, yae yo, cop that yae yo Gotta be thugging, thugging [Verse 1: Raekwon] Why this shit ain't cooking up right, Papi told me this is solid white Fuck it wrap it up take it back up, still in all it's a play out Tired of spending money, might get them niggas laid out Yo, yo Fernando sent me, yo, stop acting hostile yo And yo don't point that shit at me, bad enough I gotta come in the crib With Spanish niggas using languages and shit I'm feeling like a dick, left the crib wit my hand brolic This is some bullshit, might get knocked take the wrist coward Yo, Fernando what happened, shit cooking up backwards Light up a Backwood, don't make me backtrack Louie, damn it,, the yae yo lay low Saying in my mind Fuck that papi gotta pay off Cash rules the Power-Wu chant it Yo Louis this ain't our product This is Carlos family Oh y'all wanna play me like a smoker Coming out my ice choker My man in the back, looking colder Papi yo why y'all wanna jucks me Yo listen B we got the best clientele since '83 Fuck it, pull out the pot let's cook it Light the stove up Julie go to the store get some flour Sat back burning a big dutch With the crisp eighteen shot Glock, stashed in my nuts Poured it in the Pyrex sizzling, now it start drizzling Rainy day murder, black won't miss him Still I'm yelling this shit is business But they still ain't gon' violate What I stand for wid these drizzers He took it off the stove run the water Trying to work me, yo Knew I shouldn'ta hit the nigga's daughter He mighta showed more love Than went in the freezer And broke the ice down, pour it in We both looking at it on the twirl around particles grew Fly Khaluas is mad sliding Coronas through Feeling like Castro's cousin Gave them niggas all of my life All of my paper all my judgement It droppa only like an ounce worth Should I just come out my shirt Go berserk and let the Macks burst Skate off body in the Bronx Same shit Gotti was on Shallah, they gonna get your's play it calm Seventeen five was the total plus the five Hundred for the cab driver that was rolling Yo, he blank rubbed his nose like a Nazi Jocked me, Glock piece cocked Ready to light up shop, watch me Standin by the 'fridgerator then caught the gleam From his eye, and he watch a nigga ride for the rent He looked up, recognized real Oh Papi, yo, pardon me Your glass spilled all over the floor Guess that's real, we both shakin hands Holdin guns, gave me back, all my ones We did that shit political, it's all done Last word, we bout to vanish Cognio, you woulda bust, right Don't Puerto Ricans speak Spanish [Hook 2] Yae yo, cop that yae yo Yae yo, bap do dap do da da yae yo Cop that yae yo, yae yo [Snippet from Scarface] Say hello to my little friend [Verse 2: Cormega] Lay back like a fat Buddha, holding my pearl-handle mover in a Land Cruiser Rims shine like day time in Bermuda I write rhymes smoother than niggas Who be fronting like, half a key movers I have to be financially set, new Lex in front of my duplex My shine dripping wet, new nines in case your crew flex My brown eyes leaving your boo stressed So bad you had to get a new red vest Cause I collects tax My advice is to accept that Step back, blast, don't even wet that Yo, it's mandatory, I'm self explanatory Don't front on me shorty Young Scarface, for real I wanna die blasting Fuck stashing My next fifty G's I'm buying me a fire wagon Thugged out, leather interior Meg is superior My art of war dented your area My mug shot praised in jail cells and drug spots My razor, touch faces and carve rocks Corrupt cop cases Had me on semi-vacations It's day dreams, lay down way schemes For niggas who get payed and takes cream Drugs supplier, thugs admire Ghetto dun-dun gunfire Keep my nine higher The drama equilizor I speak the mind-a, Keyser Söze, no survivors [Snippet from Scarface] Say goodnight to the bad guy Go ahead, I take your fucking bullets You think you can get me with bullets Go ahead, I take your fucking bullets, go ahead