| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Roll with a nickel nine playin' pickle with time
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| Cause I rather sit up with Shyne than lay stiff in the pine
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| Box niggas out daily, South Central crazy
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| Like an angry Israeli in a bullet proof Mercedes
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| Lyrically I’m Tracy McGrady
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| In a seven series beemer, blowin' kush and A/C
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| These fake niggas try and player hate me
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| Suicide, they gonna die when I give them phase three
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| Streets talkin', all about that nigga off Slauson
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| Get love from Eastside Watts to Westside Compton
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| Niggas know me in the Chi, two forties when I ride
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| Been a star way before my face showed up in the Vibe
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| Not to mention, all my different visits to the A
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| Been played, now my mission’s, get this shit a different way
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| Each day symbolize the next level of the game
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| Bullets with no name, to keep the diamonds on my chain
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Look
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| Break the beat up, wake the street up with my potent flow
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| To all my critics from before, now you know for sho'
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| These niggas wanna switch ships, ‘cause they boat broke
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| I said no, sucker duck inside, stay afloat
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| These so-so ass rappers get no dough
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| In the presence of this hip-hop Jacque Cousto
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| Nip Hussle, I’m the freshest nigga you know
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| Got the Palazo Vove lookin' like a light show
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| Slauson boy, or even numero uno
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| Bitches on my dick like flies on a fruit bowl
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| I just take my pick and we slide in the two-door
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| Mix a little Goose with some Nuvo, you know
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| Then I pull up to your set like it’s neutral
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| Hoppin' out the Jag, dressed like the planet Pluto
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| Yo, assumptions got you lookin' like a culo
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| It’s all money in, I need mucho, to keep the
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck (neck)
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| Chrome drop top (top)
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| Chillin' chillin' chillin'
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| Chillin' on the scene
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| Diamonds on my neck
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| It’s Hussle |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diamonds , by - Nipsey Hussle. Song from the album Bullets Ain't Got No Name Vol. 3.1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп