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Goldmine(Album Version) feat. Raekwon

Track byBusta Rhymes

90
4
  • 2006.01.01
  • 3:45
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Old dro bottles and blow blowing from both zones Laying 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 ask you 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 Smoking the block up y'all witness the zoo gamblers We ain't taking no shorts it's just the early 80's That made me now I sit paid and then maybe Nothing but my Lords and raps these 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 Getting money like back in the days niggaz get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games Slaying niggaz steady spraying niggaz till the task forces roll up In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggaz Streched out focus see you come back triple When we O.T. cut it with baking soda acquire now Strategize getting paper like the chivey Jamacians And them George Chain niggaz might we set up a goldmine We got guns tucked in our waistlines wit raps Hanging from our back pockets miraculous money nigga Can't stop at Sherlock Home can go's Medallions so big wit strings you could turn them into banjos Phenomenal property drug money scram wrap them A hundred EX golden like a hundred graham crackers Sidewinding niggaz tryna infiltrate blindside A nigga hit you wit the eight three in the club Dumbing out drunk in fronta the airbrush Backdrop ones out five dollars for bitches wit the guns out Juggle for a couple days close shop thinking To you the bubble until the strip is hotter than a microwave Don't stop travel all my spare time and keep niggaz wit us To push shit like George Jefferson Airline No fro niggaz better go chill 'fore this gun Goes up your nose like coke sniffing up your nose dude Getting money like back in the days niggaz get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games Slaying niggaz steady spraying niggaz till the task forces roll up In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggaz Streched out focus see you come back triple When we O.T. cut it with baking soda acquire now Strategize getting paper like the chivey Jamacians And them George Chain niggaz might we set up a goldmine Ay yo snoop me kid coop me in the red room booth And eating Fruit Loops it's all for the loot boo Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling Blant ninjas get them more popped up and start blowing niggaz magnums up Caught me in the mix wit some rich soldiers that reaction Is a key action black sent forty doja's up We hunt them like big plans my big mans and them Slick as the shit breaks from outtas you rip dipc then quakes them See I was always good at science in the class I was hoping Ask them for the chemistry temperature now I'm cooking the coke up Used to sit and watch them older niggaz for hours And did acknowledge to how cold water quickly harden the powder Took your turn into something big to accredit uhh But ya needs connect shit up from South America Money calculations told B.I.G. I sit up on it still Holding old hundred dollar bills wit small faces Getting money like back in the days niggaz get like shower posse in a spec of the drug games Slaying niggaz steady spraying niggaz till the task forces roll up In unmarked vehicles and will be laying niggaz Streched out focus see you come back triple When we O.T. cut it with baking soda acquire now Strategize getting paper like the chivey Jamacians And them George Chain niggaz might we set up a goldmine

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