Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Diamonds, artist - Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz. Album song Kings of Crunk, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.10.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Orchard
Song language: English
Diamonds |
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 |
Yea |
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 |
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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 |
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 |
Yea Yea |
Yeeeaah |
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 |
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 |