Baggin Crack
Raekwon Lyrics


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Choppin' like a lumberjack up in the gate
One plate, a rock on the table, movin that flake
Yeah fiends start hittin' my shit
Paranoid, he got the convoy all up in his crib
One nigga sick, fuck it
Let's get this money, got the razor clackin'
In my jean jacket a little scale
Some baggies and a mean ratchet
Now I start baggin' away
Fiends is comin', yo
Took off my shirt, murked that away
How many you want? Like 17
Shits is golden, daddy, play ya part lil' soldier
Better beam, and now we start blazin' the place
Coke all in my skin, eyes is burnin' now I'm wipin' my face
The shit's good, right? Best in the town
My little Dominican man and them blessed me
Big prices let me wrestle 'em down
Keys is like 20 a joint, for you, gimme 14
Flood 'em wit dimes and give ya niggas joints
Suge Knight the building, take the town over
Then I woke up, there's blood on my left thumb
I bagged over now I start casin' the crib
Basin', 80 a gram kicked off the Playstation
Now the whole lab is mine
First niggas was lyin', mad hundreds start growin' in line
Yo the shit's love shakes and a dimensional caps
You want sick love, buy like one invincible pack
You get this stuff, you gon' see residuals back
You just a dig-dug, you can't even hit me wit facts
I just bugged on 'em
Played the rug on 'em
2 for 9, you my nigga got love for 'em
He hid it in the pot, said 'Ah yes' and this is destined'
Flashback to his culture, he Mexican
You all that, slick politician wit'cha raw rap?
You can sell from anywhere to jail? Nigga fall back
You be stashin' shit all in the mailboxes, all that?
You just as real as them niggas on the callback?

Yo son let it loose man
You got a lotta G to juice son
Here go 4 more, man
Word up, man, go wash ya hands, man
Word up man, go pour me some juice or somethin'




Word up man
Come see me though, for real for real

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Raekwon's song Baggin Crack tell a story of a drug dealer in action. The singer starts by describing his work - he is chopping cocaine on a table and preparing it for sale. He is paranoid, and something seems to be amiss. He checks his surroundings and sees that some other people have entered the room. He takes out a razor and hides it in his jean jacket along with a small scale and plastic bags. He starts to sell the cocaine to the fiends that arrive, taking off his shirt to reveal a handgun. As the drug deal goes down, the singer reveals that he's making a lot of money and even mentions some prices. He boasts that his product is the best in town and that he has connections that allow him to get a better price.


The song then shifts tone, and the singer is now in a different scene where he's casing a house for a burglary. He's calculating how much he could make by selling the stolen loot. The song ends with a call to action for the listener - go get some juice and meet up.


In terms of interpretation, the lyrics reveal a sense of danger and paranoia that is a common theme in songs about drug dealing. The singer is always on the lookout and is ready to defend himself with weapons if necessary. Additionally, the song reveals the lure of fast money and the desperation that can drive someone to sell drugs. The singer is not only looking to make a living but is also trying to make a name for himself within the drug trade.


Line by Line Meaning

Choppin' like a lumberjack up in the gate
I'm chopping this crack like I'm chopping wood, with force and speed.


One plate, a rock on the table, movin' that flake
I've got one plate with some cocaine on it, and I'm breaking it down and packaging it for sale.


Yeah fiends start hittin' my shit
People who are addicted to cocaine start buying from me.


Paranoid, he got the convoy all up in his crib
I'm worried about the police and other authorities raiding my home.


One nigga sick, fuck it
One of my customers is sick from using too much, but I don't care.


Let's get this money, got the razor clackin'
I'm focused on making money and I have a razor in case of danger.


In my jean jacket a little scale, some baggies and a mean ratchet
I have cocaine, packaging materials, and a weapon all on me at all times.


Now I start baggin' away
I start packaging cocaine for sale.


Fiends is comin', yo
People are coming to buy cocaine from me.


Took off my shirt, murked that away
I took off my shirt because I'm starting to sweat, but I keep working hard.


How many you want? Like 17
I'm asking a customer how many bags of cocaine they want to buy.


Shits is golden, daddy, play ya part lil' soldier
The cocaine I'm selling is high quality and expensive. The buyer should be grateful and not cause trouble.


Better beam, and now we start blazin' the place
I pull out a gun and start shooting if anyone causes trouble during a cocaine deal.


Coke all in my skin, eyes is burnin' now I'm wipin' my face
I have cocaine all over me and my eyes are burning from its strong smell.


The shit's good, right? Best in the town
I'm proud of the quality of cocaine I'm selling.


My little Dominican man and them blessed me
My supplier, who is Dominican, is giving me a good price and high-quality product.


Big prices let me wrestle 'em down
I was able to negotiate a lower price for cocaine so that I can make more profit.


Keys is like 20 a joint, for you, gimme 14
I'm selling cocaine for $20 per bag, but for this customer I'll sell it for $14 each.


Flood 'em wit dimes and give ya niggas joints
I'll sell you smaller bags of cocaine to sell to your own customers.


Suge Knight the building, take the town over
I'm a big deal in the cocaine industry and I have a lot of power and influence.


Then I woke up, there's blood on my left thumb
This line is unclear, but it seems as though the person is in a dangerous situation involving blood.


I bagged over now I start casin' the crib
I've finished packaging the cocaine and now I'm scoping out where to sell it.


Basin', 80 a gram kicked off the Playstation
I'm weighing cocaine on a scale and playing video games, with a gram being sold for $80.


Now the whole lab is mine
I've taken over the cocaine production and distribution process, including the laboratory where it is made.


First n***** was lyin', mad hundreds start growin' in line
At first people didn't trust me or my brand of cocaine, but then many people started lining up to buy from me.


Yo the shit's love shakes and a dimensional caps
This line is unclear, but it seems as though the singer is talking about high-quality cocaine pills.


You want sick love, buy like one invincible pack
If you want to experience the full effects and power of cocaine, buy a large quantity at once.


You get this stuff, you gon' see residuals back
If you buy this cocaine and sell it to others, you'll make a lot of money.


You just a dig-dug, you can't even hit me wit facts
Don't try to argue with me or present evidence against me, because you don't know anything.


I just bugged on 'em, played the rug on 'em
I acted arrogantly and confidently towards anyone who doubted me or tried to cheat me.


2 for 9, you my nigga got love for 'em
I'm giving a discount to someone who is friendly towards me.


He hid it in the pot, said 'Ah yes' and this is destined
Someone was able to hide cocaine well during a transaction.


Flashback to his culture, he Mexican
This line is unclear, but it seems as though the artist is reflecting on the origins and culture of Cocaine production in Mexico.


You all that, slick politician wit'cha raw rap?
Don't think you're better than me just because you have good rhymes or political skills.


You can sell from anywhere to jail? Nigga fall back
I don't respect people who brag about continuing to sell drugs even from inside prison.


You be stashin' shit all in the mailboxes, all that?
I don't respect people who hide drugs or drug money in public places like mailboxes.


You just as real as them n***** on the callback?
You're not really that tough or respected, you're just pretending to be like those who are.


Yo son let it loose man
This line is an invitation for someone to speak freely or take action.


You got a lotta G to juice son
This line is unclear, but it seems as though someone is advising someone else on how to talk or act around others.


Here go 4 more, man
This line is an offering of cocaine to someone else.


Word up, man, go wash ya hands, man
This line is someone reminding another person to wash their hands, possibly as a sign of respect or cleanliness.


Word up man, go pour me some juice or somethin'
This is someone asking for a drink, possibly a break or a reward after working hard.


Word up man
This is a term of affirmation or agreement.


Come see me though, for real for real
This is an invitation to hang out or spend more time together.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: COREY WOODS, ERICK S. SERMON

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Comments from YouTube:

@SDSOverfiend

Raekwon was in Cuban Linz mode for sure. 💯💪🏾🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

@markwillis5472

All 11,000 views are me....this is my every morning getting ready for this crazy ass world song💪💪

@YouKnowMeBruv

Yo the shit's love shakes and a dimensional caps
You want sick love, buy like one invincible pack
You get this stuff, you gon' see residuals back
You just a dig-dug, you can't even hit me wit facts

@williemakeit2346

Chef’s flow was merciless on this joint 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥