Raekwon comercial for Carlyle Motor Club.

Forget those corny Lebron and Kobe Crank Yankers commercials (ok, I can’t front, I did like this one and this one), but Rae’s video for the Carlyle Motor Club is already my favorite of the year.

Favorite line? “It’s the Carlyle..them niggas got dumb style”.

If had the money, I’d pay Rae to make blog commercials for me.

Speaking of lines..I know I posted Rae’s banger, “Staten We Go Hard” before, but I figured I’d post it again. Never know when you’ll end up at Wu-Tang Karaoke night. Nahmsayin?

[Lyrics:]
[Intro: Brevi (Raekwon)]
We go hard (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What’s happening man? Can I eat too, man?
We go hard, yeah, yeah, Rapper’s Island, Rapper’s Island)

[Chorus 4X: Brevi]
Staten, we go hard, we go hard
Staten, we go hard, we go hard

[Raekwon]
Wu put Staten on the map (that’s right), this is gat hoodie rap
Fuck around, put a fully in your back
You might make my toolie act (word?)
I only run for the bread, lightning strike, fly one in your hat, black
And if your man test my skill, I promise he will die in the field
My money’s long, my homeboy’s is real
They broke, but will shoot to kill
Flashing, big uzi’s, make movies
Cut niggas faces, pretty boys, groupies
Ride through the city, guns on, kuffies
Living like jail, it’s real, ya’ll coochies
You know I’m, back at it, and asthmatic
Always mad jiggy, I love fashion
Plus love flashing B9’s, 38’s huggin’ weight
I’m straight, watch the nigga traction

[Chorus 4X w/ Hook]

[Hook 2X: Raekwon]
S-H-A-O-L, I-N, we, kill again

[Raekwon]
Wu-Tang, went platinum, Meth platinum
Ghost, Chef, platinum, that’s the raw, captain
We war, ya’ll acting, sister rapping
Ol’ Dirty B-A-S-T?, Platinum!!
Sellin’ nose candy, blackberry, brandy
Turtle necks, 40 belows, flow dandy
Living in the hell, I Am Legend, 7’s
Played out, weapons, courtrooms, blessings
Brooklands, we whip ’em, rip ’em
Tire marks flip ’em, figure eights then strip ’em
Kill ’em, sell ’em, might trade ’em, save ’em
Hit an OG with a key cool, play ’em
Never mind, we on grinding, my linemen
Puff hardest rhymers, call us on assignments
Bujo’s, tigers, lions, up in Brooklyn House
Ask about us, niggas know what time it is

[Chorus 4X w/ Hook 2X]

[Brevi]
Well I’m all grown up, I’ve learned my ways
Posted on the block every god damn day
Once them cops come driving by
Tuck your shit and get the fuck inside
Post up, I’mma hit you when it’s time
When you see the helicopter, be prepared to ride
Get some shots out, we done talking
Staten Island, stand up
I know some mean muthafuckas from the S to the I
R-O-D’s, we all ready to die
Park Hill in this bitch, Stapleton
Now Born, stand up, West Brighton
From the heart of the Port Richmond
We go hard, we go hard, we go hard
We go hard, we go hard in this bitch

[Chorus til fade]

[Outro: Raekwon]
Yeah, all my niggas behind the wall, yeah
That’s for you
S-H-A-O-L, I-N, we, kill again
That’s real, you know the half, we might take your life

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