[Raekwon] 
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, 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 
Smokin 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 
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) 

[Hook: Busta Rhymes] 
Gettin money like back in the days 
niggaz get like shower posse in a spec of the [bad word] games 
Slayin niggaz, steady sprayin niggaz, till the task forces roll up 
In unmarked vehicles and will be layin niggaz 
Streched out, focus, see [bad word] back triple 
When we O.T. cut it with bakin soda, acquire now 
Strategize, gettin paper like the chivey Jamacians 
And them George Chain niggaz, might we set up a goal? 

[Busta Rhymes] 
We got guns tucked in our waistlines, wit raps 
Hangin from our back pockets miraculous money [bad word] 
Can't stop at Sherlock - Home can go's 
Medallions so big wit strings you could turn 'em into banjos 
Phenomenal property, [bad word] money, scram wrap em 
hundred EX - golden like a hundred graham crackers 
Sidewindin niggaz tryna infiltrate blindside 
[bad word] hit you wit the eight, three in the club 
Dumbin out, [bad word] in fronta the [bad word] 
Backdrop ones out, five dollars for [bad word] wit the guns out 
Juggle for a couple days close shop thinkin, 
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 [bad word] like George Jefferson Airline 
No fro niggaz better go chill, 'fore this gun 
Goes up your nose like coke sniffin up your nose dude 

[Hook] 

[Raekwon] 
Ay yo, snoop me kid, coop me in the red room booth 
And eatin [bad word] Loops its all for the loot boo 
Designated hammer that'll lay ya up scrambling 
Blant ninjas get 'em more popped up, and start blowin 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 'em like big plans, my big mans and them 
Slick as the [bad word] breaks from outtas you, rip dip, then quakes them 

[Busta Rhymes] 
See I was always good at science, in the class I was hopin 
Ask 'em for the chemistry temperature now I'm cookin 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 somethin big to accredit (uhh) 
But ya needs connect [bad word] up from South America 
Money calculations, told BIG. I sit up on it still 
Holdin old hundred dollar bills, wit small faces 

[Hook]