Gold-GZA

[00:00.30]Aiyo shorty, yo that's my word [00:03.26]Oh, y'all smelling y'all piss now y'all think y'all gold [00:05.32]Yo anybody get caught flinging over here [00:07.81]I'm returning 'em, that's my word they getting blasted [00:10.13]Anything from 220 to 140, that's mine [00:12.87]Y'all need to step the **** off [00:14.41]Y'all ****** ain't crazy for real [00:16.09] [00:17.34]Yo, the fiends ain't coming fast enough [00:20.08]There is no cut that's pure enough [00:22.64]I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload [00:25.23]Product must be sold to you [00:27.19] [00:27.76]I'm deep down in the back streets, in the heart of Medina [00:30.45]About to set off something more deep than a misdemeanor [00:33.35]Under the subway, waiting for the train to make noise [00:36.36]So I can blast a ***** and his boys,for what? [00:39.00]He pushed up on the block and made the **** sales drop [00:41.35]Like the crash in the Dow Jones stock [00:43.72]I had a connect to cross-sales, to catch more mill's [00:46.75]Than ho-******* got birth control pills [00:48.77]I'm in the park setting up a deal over blunt fire [00:51.77]Bum ***** sleeping on the bench, they had him wired [00:54.51]Peeped my convo, the address of my condo [00:57.39]And how I changed a ***** name to John Doe [00:59.53]And while we set up camp, we got vamped [01:01.98]Put the stake through his heart, I ripped his ******* fangs apart [01:04.54]Snake got smoked on the set like Brandon Lee [01:07.44]Blown out the frame like Pan Am Flight 103 [01:10.13]He got swung on, his lungs was torn [01:12.22]A kingpin just castled with his rook and lost a pawn [01:14.81]A regular on the block that played lookout [01:17.81]For preying predator with a Glock, he should have took out [01:20.40] [01:21.05]No neighbourhood is rough enough [01:22.72]There is no clip that's full enough [01:25.15]I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload [01:27.74]Product must be sold to you [01:30.40]Fiends ain't coming fast enough [01:33.15]There is no cut that's pure enough [01:35.89]I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload [01:38.22]Product must be sold to you [01:40.36] [01:40.88]It's mandatory that I supply all my troops with mega firearms [01:43.54]Big apes and spread 'em out like crops on a farm [01:46.16]To get cream, sometimes they repaint the scene [01:48.72]Like the last episode on gates, and other ****** [01:51.49]Plant bombs till the smoke from the blast becomes thick [01:54.07]And flows through, all they knew, he's gun sick [01:56.68]His Glock clicks like high-heeled shoes on parquet floors [01:59.61]Mad sick, stand on hills and invade wars [02:02.14]Filthy foul, shovelling dirt, he's out to hurt [02:05.28]For instance, chop off hands, attack worth [02:07.32]His idols would lock down airports and extort [02:09.72]Some import, catching ten percent of what the fiends snort [02:12.72]Up in the ski resorts, up in hills [02:14.92]They move keys and had the skis making drops on snowmobiles [02:17.56]The plan was to expand, catch seven figures, release triggers [02:20.66]And live large and bigger than my ***** [02:22.81]Who promised his moms a mansion with mad room [02:25.34]She died and he still put a hundred grand in her tomb [02:28.03]Open wounds, he hid behind closed doors [02:30.64]And still organizes crime and drug wars [02:33.31] [02:33.75]Fiends ain't coming fast enough [02:35.79]There is no cut that's pure enough [02:38.17]I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload [02:40.78]Product must be sold to you [02:42.92]No neighborhood is rough enough [02:46.26]There is no clips that's full enough [02:48.69]I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload [02:51.31]Product must be sold to you [02:54.13]There's no cuffs that's tight enough [02:56.48]There is no ****** that's **** with us [02:59.19]I can't fold, I need gold, I re-up and reload [03:01.73]Product must be sold to you