I dont know about that. Look at whats on the table on Scarfaces 1st album cover from 1991.
Sweet 16, time to stack me up some ki's
Learned the game of hustlin, fukkin dopefienders
Got em up with Floyd and Floyd had fronted me some dope
Learned to rock it up, now I got it sold
Time to go for broke, motherfukk who I owe
Business started boomin, started movin powder
Motherfukk the bytches I want money and the power..
I step out on the cut, shyt was lookin funny
I ran back in the house and started callin up my money
I signaled for my workers, to bring in all the dope
I can feel the bust and sure enough in comes the 5-0 - Money And The Power
0:50 - 0:57 cooking up the coke into crack then bagging it up. This was a crazy visual back in theday
2:46 the trap house gets raided.
The album starts of talking about a drug dealer handling fiends trying to rob him. mocking the incy wincy spider
Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block
Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks
I remember a lot of cats singing that shyt in 91
Back in the South Park, six o'clock on the dot
Checkin on my old rock spot
I seen the same old set
Heh, the small timers see me so they jet
Buildin' 128
I got myself a bag and I can't wait
To cut em up small to make a profit - Mr Scarface
next album in 1993
Started on the team when a nikka turned 16
Stackin that green sellin dope to the dopefiends
Daddy seen a scheme, thou so it seem
Cause he hooked a nikka up with a nickel-plated triple beam - Lettin' Em Know
I just can't get no peace from you motherfukkin rollers
Everytime I pull my Benz-o out, you pull me over
I'm sick of motherfukkers who be jocking Whitey's coattails
Blacker than a motherfukker, sweat me 'bout my dope-sales
nikkas just take your cut and get your ass up out my face - Dying With Your Boots On Lyrics
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn
I ain't the nikka in the trench coat
I don't push rocks on the block, I deal the big dope
I ain't the nikka on the mic that done said he quit
But I be damned if I get popped for some petty shyt
That's why I move the real chickens
You can tell em hoes to hit the freeway
Cause I ain't touchin shyt with my own hands
I leave the dirt to be done by the next man
And count my money when they push it off
I wonder if the dope game is still bein good to y'all
Cause in the past four years, yo
I done clocked more cash sellin dope than them white folks
- "Mr. Scarface: Part III the Final Chapter"