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  • Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz »

    Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz Diamonds текст песни


    Diamonds in my peace of chain
    Diamonds in my piece of
    Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
    Diamonds in my piece of
    Diamonds diamonds in my piece of chain
    Diamonds in my piece of
    Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
    Diamonds in my piece of chain

    [Lil Jon Talking]
    This shit right here (whats up)
    For all my niggas in the south (ok)
    Makin big dough (know what I’m talking bout)
    Makin big long dollars
    All my niggas in H-Town
    New Orleans, Dallas Texas
    Mississippi All over the south
    Shit of course the ATL (All over the south)
    All my niggas rockin those diamonds and pieces in there chains

    Now we done talked about the pinky ring
    And talked about the gold grill
    So tell me
    What’s left to give really yo spine a cold chill
    We call some call em diamonds
    We call em ice
    It varies in the sizes the shape
    The color and the price
    From canary yellow, ruby red to baby blue
    One stone or maybe two
    Fuck it cause we all cant be babies fool
    Some of its jazzy
    Some of it cant be real
    Nigga say its sittin platinum
    Knowin its stainless steel shit
    I seen all kinds of medallions
    On the necks of rappers
    Drug dealers, Marks, ball players and stallions
    ?? shit they buy them hoes by the dozen
    O.G. nigga get a new piece
    Pass the old down to his cousin
    Spell out your name, your corner, your clique
    I know a pimp that got a piece with a bitch sucking his dick
    So what you waiting for you shy men?
    Come join the fly men
    That’ll push like hymens for (diamonds)
    With perfect timing

    [Chorus (2x)]

    [Bun B.]
    Some folks’ll kill to have a real diamond
    You get some grade A rocks and in 20years they still shining
    No need to worry, women will find em
    But if they gaze at yo karrots for to long it will blind em
    Cubic Zirconia helped the whole hood fine
    Now that everybody can bling we having good times
    I’m writing clever rhymes feeling like forever grindin
    A diamond in the rough
    Buff me up and hear me shine
    I used to hit these streets and slang
    Hussling in these peoples game
    Now its just for piece n’ thang
    I aint tryin’ to preach you man
    I aint tryin’ to heat your flame
    I just wanna teach your brain
    I’m so full of flavor I’m give some to the weak and blang
    M-J- fucking G
    Touch me I’m in reaching range
    Lets hit the beach and hang
    For pimpin ill be the blame
    A ?? droppin this knowledge will help me explain
    About my Diamonds, my pimpin and my piece of chain

    [Chorus (2xs)]

    [Lil Jon]
    Yea Yea
    Bitch I’m coming down
    Coming down tough
    Bitch I’m coming down with them diamonds I’m my cup
    Im shining so hard
    My pinky ring done
    Ruby in the middle
    Got yo baby mama frozen
    25 karrots in the BME piece
    To many karrots in my mother fucking teeth
    In my chain
    Them thangs
    Big like boulders
    My rocks cutting up like Taliban soldier

    [Big Sam]
    Cause down in the dirty it aint no drama or no beef
    Its all about them diamonds in yo piece I guarantee
    Man I know a nigga wit a mouth full of gold
    On the top he had the SOUTH
    And on the bottom LIKE WHOA
    Big Sam with 36 off in my chain
    4? off in my wood a woodgrain
    And my piece I’m bout to precious cut them thangs
    With 200 thousand to make that hoe blang blang

    [Chorus (5xs)]

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