Busta Rhymes, Raekwon - Goldmine lyrics

Old dro bottles, and blow
Blowin' from both zones
Layin' in them Tahoes we own the projo's
Three for tenement we in the
Lobby with the big
(da dun dun dun) Don't move
Cause I'm a representative
Live for the street action, die in the war
'member that - blast that three atcha
- 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 smokin' the block up
Y'all witness the zoo gamblers
We ain't takin' no shorts
It's just the early 80's
That made me, now I sit paid and then maybe
Nothing but velours and ratchets
Three bags of dope
Under the mattress and I clack
Like a slave key wash your squad up
I roll double refuse to rock
Closed up my door up and
Murked you on the job (aww)
Gettin' money like back in the days
Niggas like shower posse in
A spectacular drug games
Slayin' niggas, steady sprayin niggas
Till the task forces'll roll up
In unmarked vehicles and will
Be layin' niggas streched that coke and see
It come back triple
When we OT 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

We got guns tucked in our waistlines with
Rags hangin' from our back pockets
Miraculous money, nigga, can't stop it
Sherlock Holme' Kangols medallions so big
Attach strings you could turn 'em into banjos
Phenomenal profiting, drug money
Scram rapper
My 100EX golden like a honey graham cracker
Sidewinda, niggas tryna' infiltrate
Blind-side a nigga
Hit you with the 8, we in the club
Dumbin' out, drunk in fronta the airbrush
Backdrop, ones out
Fi' dollas for picture 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

Gettin' money like back in the days
Niggas like shower posse in
A spectacular drug games
Slayin' niggas, steady sprayin niggas
Till the task forces'll roll up
In unmarked vehicles and will
Be layin' niggas streched that coke and see
It come back triple
When we OT 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

Ay yo, saluteme 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 scrambling
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up
And start blowin' niggas magnums up
Caught me in the mix wit 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
Outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them

See I was always good at science
In the class I was dope
Ask 'em for the chemistry temperature now
I'm cookin' the coke up
Used to sit and watch them
Older niggas for hours
And did acknowledge to how cold
Water quickly harden the powder
Took your turn into somethin big to acredit
(uhh) but ya needs connect shit
Up from South America money calculations
Told BIG i sit up on it still
Holdin old hundred dollar bills
Wit small faces

Gettin' money like back in the days
Niggas like shower posse in
A spectacular drug games
Slayin' niggas, steady sprayin niggas
Till the task forces'll roll up
In unmarked vehicles and will
Be layin' niggas streched that coke and see
It come back triple
When we OT 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