Lil' Jon And The Eastside Boyz - Diamonds

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  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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