Diamonds

[Hook: Biggie sample] x4 Diamonds on my neck Chrome drop top Chillin' chillin' chillin' Chillin' on the scene [Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le] Roll with a nickel nine playin’ pickle with time Cause I rather sit up with Shyne than lay stiff in the pine Box niggas out daily, South Central crazy Like an angry Israeli in a bullet proof Mercedes Lyrically I’m Tracy McGrady In a seven series beemer, blowin’ kush and A/C These fake niggas try and player hate me Suicide, they gonna die when I give them phase three Streets talkin', all about that nigga off Slauson Get love from Eastside Watts to Westside Compton Niggas know me in the Chi, two forties when I ride Been a star way before my face showed up in the Vibe Not to mention, all my different visits to the A Been played, now my mission’s, get this shit a different way Each day symbolize the next level of the game Bullets with no name, to keep the diamonds on my chain [Hook:] x4 [Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le] Look Break the beat up, wake the street up with my potent flow To all my critics from before, now you know for sho’ These niggas wanna switch ships, ‘cause they boat broke I said no, sucker duck inside, stay afloat These so-so ass rappers get no dough In the presence of this hip-hop Jacque Cousto Nip Hussle, I’m the freshest nigga you know Got the Palazo Vove lookin’ like a light show Slauson boy, or even numero uno Bitches on my dick like flies on a fruit bowl I just take my pick and we slide in the two-door Mix a little Goose with some Nuvo, you know Then I pull up to your set like it’s neutral Hoppin’ out the Jag, dressed like the planet Pluto Yo, assumptions got you lookin’ like a culo It’s all money in, I need mucho, to keep the [Hook:] x4