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