The Heist

Straight up nigga, I'm a money nigga man You know what time it is with me, yo That's right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man Take the bones out man for real Yeah all applepie, yeah Straight up, Flipmode BK King thing Aiyo, it was the best heist since ice Precise rituals Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit Loop jewels Holdin' a navy blue Uzi Krush Groovin' waves off the atlas Coolin', that's how we make movies Basketball gun brawlers, bounce Black down bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful shanks That's the way we live, Staten Island kid Old dog in it, the thug vaccine with no pork in it Vivid imagination paper chasin' Dufflebag swollen, we holdin' Drink chocolate milk before we roll in It's like that ya'll, we gangstas Stickin' all you Bay Ridge Benzes I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district Tiffany's, pretty Valentine brick is on the second floor balcony Gems is magnificent, diamonds is cryin' "Busta Rhymes take me, nevermind help!" Aiyo caught 'em at the ice pavilion, dressy, salad bar style Nestle Four white niggas covered in vest pieces think like a mob flick Guessin' like Patsy in the mask, piece bust Got aggravated, slapped the gla*s pieces One nigga beamin', fagot a*s lay on the floor ya f**k! Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than f**k Tajuana left my nigga niece live coma Three young Italians, suited down personal style I'm in valor white designin' on the 'dallions Felt like some crackers was in back of me Spit on the clerk, pa*s the Harry Winston set Ghost backin' me bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work, Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered nobody Left 'em all baseball'd down, brotha Three wicked a*s 6's, Gucci colors Money! Drop dead on the floor Nigga, pa*s the keys to the door Pa*s me all the cash in the drawer Or I promise you'll be payin' the price Feelin' like a nigga died twice Execute the world's greatest diamond heist Ya'll niggas know we out to get this money! (C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money!) Raekwon, Ghostface, Rocky Marce c'mon! (C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money! C'mon money!) Let's get this money nigga Yeah we near the mind out west Somewhere in Africa The Feds is after us, vest on my back Whippin' the Acuras, feel like a Mac bustin' A rug in Preston on percussion I'll bust in your gate, nigga it's nothin' A hail storm, ice rainin', mind containin' Info, nigga what you in for complainin' Sick bars deep in this language Did I tell you how my day's spent? Speakin' through the face of Ronald Reagan Iceberg history, calligraphy Kaleidescope colors, hollow head shells and flarin' gunmen Hate to see me comin' like gray skies on day of judgment Makes you wonder where the love went Hit a nigga, feed him to some buzzards Put up numbers, plus I'm one to push his mug in We duck in the safe, check what I'm huggin' Rocks the size of some shit, out in the Congo My arms full, let's get the f**k out, Busta I got you Aiyo we do great study on fossils and stones like archaeologists Gemologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous Canary stones yellow like a pumpkin Dunkin' Donut precious size stones make me wanna cut the safe open Rae pa*s the blowtorch, ghost brought the dynamite stick Marciano brought a chisel with an ice pick Princess cuts, invisible settings Plannin' the world's greatest diamond heist Playin' a tune by Otis Redding Icicle cones hang from the ceiling just like still? Time to throw on a skully and tying a rag tight Throwin' light went off and in the basket Grabbed the necklace from off the satin pillow while the gla*s casket Ice lay across the crushed burgundy velvet Up in the diamond slide-tray Gun in your face, slide it right away Roundtable with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the rest of them Jewish niggas We got them niggas drunk and talkin' foolish see You know the way we straight manipulated this shit We swindle them niggas for all their precious things Before we skated and shit, yeah, ya'll niggas know we skated early Disguised ourselves as the Cidic Jews and even left my sideburns curly Bounce to Mexico and spend some pesos And bury the diamonds on an island your never heard like Turks in Keikos Everytime we hit, we in and out quick Don't be surprised if we behind supplyin' niggas all the platinum and shit (Money! Money! Money! Money!) Yeah, the world's greatest jewel heist (Money! Money! Money! Money!) Thoroughly and successfully executed (Money! Money! Money! ! Money!) By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef (Money! Money! Money! Money!) Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes (Money!) A job well done fellas, very good piece of work