Goldmine

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

Old dro bottles, and blow, blowin' from both zones

Layin' in them Tahoes, we own them projo's

Three for tenement, we in the lobby with the big

Da-dun-dun-duns, don't move cause I'm a representative

Live for the street action, die in the war

Never that, blast that three at ya, hide in the wall

We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings

Get your head shot off, daddy, you don't believe chains

Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon, blue Phantoms

Smother the block up, y'all witness the zoo gamblers

We ain't takin' no shorts, its just the early 80's

That made me, now I sit paid and then, maybe

Nothin' but velours and ratchets, bags of dope

Under the mattress and I clack like a slave key

Wash your squad up, I'm rolled up, refuse to rock

Closed up my door up and murked you on the job, uh

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Gettin' money like back in the days

Niggas like Shower posse and the Spanglar drug kings

Slayin' niggas, steady sprayin' niggas, till the task forces'll roll up

In unmarked vehicles and we'll be layin' niggas

Strech that coke and see it come back triple

When we O.T., cut it with baking soda or quinine

Strategize, gettin' paper like the Chinese, Jamaicans

And George Chain niggas, and watch me set up a Goldmine

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]

We got guns tucked in our waistlines with rags hangin' from our back pockets

Miraculous money, nigga, you can't stop it

Sherlock Holme' Kangols

Medallions so big, attach strings you could turn 'em into banjos

Phenomenal profitin', drug money

Scram rapper, my 100EX golden like a honey graham cracker

Sidewinder, niggas tryna infiltrate, blind-side a nigga

Hit you with the 8, we in the club

Dumbin' out, drunk in front of the airbrush

Backdrop, ones out, $5 for pictures with the guns out

Juggle for a couple days, close shop

Then continue to bubble until the strip hotter than a microwave

Don't stop, travel on my spare time

And keep niggas wit' us to push our shit like George Jefferson hairline

No frill, niggas better go chill

'Fore this gun go up in your nose like coke sniffin' up your nose-stril, nigga!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Gettin' money like back in the days

Niggas like Shower posse and the Spanglar drug kings

Slayin' niggas, steady sprayin' niggas, till the task forces'll roll up

In unmarked vehicles and we'll be layin' niggas

Stretch that coke and see it come back triple

When we O.T., cut it with baking soda or quinine

Strategize, gettin' paper like the Chinese, Jamaicans

And George Chain niggas, and watch me set up a Goldmine

[Verse 3: Raekwon]

Ayo, salute me kid, coop me in the red room booth

And eatin' Fruit Loops, it's all for the loot boo

Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scramblin'

Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowin' niggas magnums up

Caught me in the mix with some rich soldiers, that reaction

Is a key action, black sent forty doja's up

We huddle in big plans, my big mans and them

Slick as the shit breaks from out of Zurich, dipped in quakes here

[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]

Yo, I was always good at science, in the class I was dope

I mastered the chemistry of temperature now, cookin' the coca

Used to sit and watch them older niggas for hours

And did the knowledge to how how cold water quickly harden the powder

Took it, turn it into somethin' big to my credit, uhh...

But Guyanese connect shit up from South America

Money calculations, told B.I.G. I sit up on it still

Holdin' old hundred dollar bills with small faces on!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

Gettin' money like back in the days

Niggas like Shower posse and the Spanglar drug kings

Slayin' niggas, steady sprayin' niggas, till the task forces'll roll up

In unmarked vehicles and we'll be layin' niggas

Streched that coke and see it come back triple

When we O.T., cut it with baking soda or quinine

Strategize, gettin' paper like the Chinese, Jamaicans

And George Chain niggas, and watch me set up a Goldmine