Raekwon - Last Trip To Scotland lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon] Yo What up man What's good Gimme the joint man Yea, n***a hold this money right here We already got it knocked out ya know Don't stress it We good "n***az got mad coke inside a Luvs... Luvs Pamper box n***a" Ya n***az is stupid [Raekwon:] That n***a p**y doin pig Latin He can't come to the hood Might k** him off top up in the Staten Son think he better than n***az I think his rebels is resentful Tried to k** him in his rental He had an Idi Amin approach Hittin the roach, had a hunger face He drove his mom's 7 in the ocean He's a wild cowboy slangin' heron Who rock a dead arm Knock a DEA agent out his Chevron All of his Eli's machette'd up stainless [Sample] Never heard nothing, all you hear is the guns bangin' Rockin' pastel blazers with a shorty from Iceland Who old dad put 'em up on white sand Starving to make a wack debut he came through the lobby Three culture Devilles with him, a whitey This pathetic, braggin' monkey face f*ggot deaded Comin' through the stairs with blow in his mouth, desperate Watchin' him lookin' stupid, son know we on foot patrol Come through the hole, n***az is swoopin' 700 shots, all leather gloves, 6 thugs Two had a mask on, they took 'em off what We got you now n***a knowin' you down n***az is foul, this is trauma king, by any means baow They pushed his face in, fell out his Saconies Snatched his homeys, took his Glock You gonna be my Tenderonies? [Lloyd Banks:] Metal exchanges, the hoods a gun range Everybody's a target, depending on how you aim Dice games and ice chains, pennants spellin' your name OG's settin' the wrong example, tellin' the same Look at Shorty sh** Stain, grew up to be a f**in' mess Before his clique came He banged and never tucked his chest Project full of them thangs he caught the gun connect Ridin' round with A and Lou, Nino when they want respect Son cold, Nino want to show Everybody know they straight shippin' hood b**hes to the bungalow Pillow talking led to birds talking Chattin' bout what happened and when and where they comin' back in Champagne slackin' traffickin' while they travel Word got back at old time friends and snakes rattled Two different 'burbans but the one that dropped the birds got tailed Information for the ones who light the steel got mill. p**y power made the plans sour Apartment full of party powder outside a stakeout for hours Click clacks from big gats and rags Soon as the door squeaks they runnin' up on the gra** BANG FLASH shots right on path, broken gla** Comedy of laughs while they haul a** with the bags Legends in my hood play back Twin Benz's whippin' in black And that was like the old Maybach