Straight up nigga, I′m a money nigga man
You know what time it is with me, yo
That's rightTake the track, cut the heads off, split it down the middle man
Take the bones out man, for real
Yeah all apple pie, yeah
Straight up, Flipmode, BK King
Ayo, it was the best heist since ice, precise rituals
Skated outta Jacob′s with the Fruit Loop jewels
Holding 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
O′Doggin' it, the thug vaccine with no pork in it
Vivid imagination, paper chasin′, duffle bag swollen, we holdin'
Drink chocolate milk before we roll in
It′s like that y'all, 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 them!"
Ayo, 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 glass piece
One nigga beamin′, faggot ass, lay on the floor ya fuck
Tied his broken arms to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana let my nigga niece live, comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal style
I'm in valour white, designin′ on the 'dallions
Felt like some crackers was in back of me
Spit on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set, ghost backin' me
Bust a shot, motored, four mill′ in paperwork, Lord
We get together once more before we blow this
Murdered nobody, left ′em all baseball'd down, brotha
Three wicked ass 6′s, Gucci colors
(Money) drop dead on the floor
Nigga, pass the keys in the door
Pass 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
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′, our brother Quest in on percussion
I'll bust in your gate, nigga it′s nothin'
A hailstorm, ice rainin', mind containin′
Info, nigga what you in for, complainin′
Six bars deep in this language
Did I tell you how my day's spent?
Speakin′ through the face of Ronald Reagan
Iceberg history, calligraphy
Colidescope 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 fuck out, Busta I got you
Ayo, we do great study on fossils and stones like archaeologists
Gem-ologists, 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 pass 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 stalagmites
Time to throw on a skully and tie a rag tight
Throw it like an orphan in the basket
Grabbed the necklace from off the satin pillow while the glass 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 the shit
We swindle them niggas for all their precious things before we skated and shit
Yeah, y'all niggas know we skated early
Disguised ourselves as Hasidic 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 and Caicos
Every time we hit, we in and out quick
Don′t be surprised if we behind, supplyin' niggas all the platinum and shit
(Money, money) yeah, the world′s greatest jewel heist
Thoroughly and successfully executed
By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef
Roc Marciano and Busta Rhymes
A job well done fellas, very good piece of work
