[Intro: Ghostface Killah]For the city, to get this money, Vegas, yo, yeah[Ghostface Killah] (Trife Diesel)Here's the rundown, Mustafa's getting money out in YoungstownGet some goons together, a driver and bring them guns downHeard he had his hands in some bricks, plus a few poundsHang with some wild Haitians, settle shop in the dude loungeNiggas is migrating, he came from Cue GardensWith a live situation, got it in preparationWhen you get there, pick up the whip with the navigationAnd follow all the clowns til you get to your destination(We here Tone, got our masks on, we bout to run up inI know you ain't talking bout the house, with the broken henge65 Alpine Drive, it's looking shadySo I hopped out, pulled the glock out, plus the 3-18Hit the living room, I've seen a ripped up sofa, a shattered coffee tableBroken lamps, and a flipped up strollerThe place was ransacked from front to back)Yo, Trife, what you talking, black?(Yo, Starks, cut the bullshit and tell me, where the office at)Take a left and head, down the hallway stepsPass the painting on the wall, the third door on the leftThe safe is on the wall above the fireplace near the decksLook inside the top drawer, and get the key out the chest[Interlude: Sheek Louch (Bully)]Damn son, aiyo what's taking this nigga Trife so long (I don't know)Oh shit, yo Bull, get down, get down, get downLook at Stark pulling up, son (aww man)I'mma try to kill this nigga[Sheek Louch] (Bully)Aiyo, hurry up I see a car pulling up, windows tintedCan't really tell who's in it, but, I know it's a rentedDown south plates, Atlanta or, one of them states (yo the cameras on)Man, I wanna see what's up in those cratesShould I pop off, take his top off, before he get to youBully like (Yo, chill, chill, this is what we gon' do) aight(Go ask for directions, right, I'mma go around the backWait for them to come inside, I'll hit these niggas with the mack)Ok, before it even get to that, let me see where Trife is atHopefully he on his way, and no one gotta die today (bang bang)Two shots go off (Homey trapped inside, quick put the mask on, Sheek)Fuck it, Bully, let's rideShooting out the sunroof, missing and shitI was too high, still think my Dutchie was litTrife running out the building, busting, cussingBlood everywhere, you had to see this shit (disgusting)