| Jacob sold me my first couple pieces
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| I was killing niggas who misunderstood what diseased did
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| Spent half a mill on a Ferrari, I coulda leased it
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| Driving Scott Storch’s Bugatti 'fore they released it
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| Drop The Documentary, rockin' khakis with creases
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| Dope and hip hop, it resurfaced with some leeches
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| Ten times platinum, now I’m chillin' where the beach is
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| Time to show the world what a motherfuckin' beast is
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| Blanca, bullet proof cars in Sri Lanka
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| 12 years old, on his shoulder, a rocket launcher
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| 10 thousand miles away, there’s an owner of a corner store
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| A white man walks in, spit shinin' his Audemar
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| While somewhere in Africa, Jo-Burg and Congo is goin' to war
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| Rebels enslavin' they own people, diggin' water or
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| Get murdered 'cus that choppa is a carnivore
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| He found one and stole it, now the village tryna find that boy
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| Blood Diamonds
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| Look at Blood Diamonds
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| Blood Diamonds
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| Now take a look at Blood Diamonds
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| Blood Diamonds
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| Look at Blood Diamonds
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| Blood Diamonds
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| Now take a look at Blood Diamonds
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| How you sellin' the shit our people is diggin' for
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| Diamonds, cotton, that belong to niggas though
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| LeBron and Durantula gave America a look at gold
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| And what you give us back, is another fucking liquor store
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| And we need blunts, so we walk in that motherfucker
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| Money in the safe, so we in that motherfucker
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| But you can’t forget the tape, tryna pin a motherfucker
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| DEA ain’t got a case, I’m a win that mothercuker
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| And it ain’t about the Chinese, dude, I eat Chinese food
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| Where you think Michael Jordan find these shoes
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| We robbin' each other for 'em, think I should hide these jewels
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| Run up on you in broad day with them Siamese 2's
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| But nah, Mandela did 28 straight
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| Without a fucking complaint, put a afro on a saint
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| Put a wig on a judge, put a nigga in some chains
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| Over change, kill him, lethal injection inside his veins
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| Brutus killed Ceasar
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| And Judas killed Jesus
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| John Wilkes Boothe killed Lincoln
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| And you thought he freed slaves, what the fuck was you thinkin'
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| Nigga fuck Lincoln
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| I’m rolling up kush in my Lincoln, now let it sink in
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| Rolled against Obama now you divin' in the deep end
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| I’d rather take my chances at this water fountain drinkin'
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| Where the fuck is the loyalty, knock these niggas fuckin' teeth in
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| In the hood singin' like they Aubrey or The Weeknd
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| Pull that tile from under that door, and let it seep in
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| There’s a lot of shit I Don’t Like, so bring Chief Keef in
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| I don’t like these phony ass jewelers with that fake shit
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| Overcharging niggas an arm and leg just to make shit
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| And you wonder why we take shit, y’all put us on slaveships
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| That’s the reason we hate shit, rob my own niggas for them |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood Diamonds, artist - The Game. Album song Jesus Piece, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп