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