Lyrics:
Diamonds on my neck, no cap
Diamonds on my wrist, no cap
I ain't even tryna flex, no cap
They can't do it like this, or like that
Diamonds on my
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite
show 'em how to do it
Yea
I remember grey skies now the hunnids blue
Now the cars, clothes, hoes coming by the two
I remember grey skies now the hunnids
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
here)
Ring a bell and make a nigga late
Like, what it do Bob?
This a warzone, send 'em to the gulag
They was talkin' shit, now they talk to 2Pac
Now
some lettuce
Talking my shit but do you get the message
I had ya bitch from the back saying Clout
Two tone glock and we spraying it out
Two phones and I
homie we dem savages
Do you know what a real savage is, boy?
I get my strength from the spirits
My Uncle Bob's in the building
He told me wake up
easily blinded by fortune and fame
(Do it man)
*Reggae chanting for 34 secs*
[Lidu Rock]
'cause in the projects man, you got to watch where you walkin
line
And if they catch me wit 'em I
Ain't finna do no state time
But see I'm trill
If they get me I'ma take mine
And you ain't finna hear about
Me talkin
in Philadelphia
And we wanna do a song that's kind of a tribute to one my all time favorites
A fella by the name of Bob Wills recorded a song several
up on tracks like a trolly, my golly
Like Bob Marley, we jammin', by all means
And real gangsters don't talk shit in magazines
5, never judge a rapper
ain't cuttin my hurr (hair)
To the half in them airforce 1's, give me two purr (pair) ugh
I'm from the lou' and what i do is a lou' thang
One rapper,
wang!
(Chorus X2)
I stuck her with my wang
I hit it chicken style
I hit up in Meijer's in the home improvement aisle
She called me Bob Vila when I stuck
he didn't quite
Bob and Mae come up from little town
Way down by lake Texoma where he coaches football
They were two A champions now for two years
What she do, what she do, what she do
Ain't nobody could compare with the way we boutta move
21 whole shots in the air like rue
Show out front I'm in
It's just Me against the world
Yeah I'm by Myself
Its me and my girl
I don't need no help
For someone Who's "irrelevant"
Y 'all give me lots
when you bob your head to new shit
That thought alone
Gets me in the zone to do this, ha!
And you copped the mixtape
Back when I was just in the middle
killa, do a murder for the price
So call the ambulance, and put this bitch up on some ice
[Chorus: Repeat 2X
]
(*Z-Ro talking*)
2K3, S-L-A-be ,
there were two gangs
Not enough, but too much changed
Too [?] strings and we are caught in the middle
Forever lost in the process [?]
Somebody ask what do
don't mean a lot to me
No contradiction, that make sense
If you see, like B.o.B, behind my tints
Say I'm controversial, I should slide by them
Be
Rally's n got 3 for 2
Getting plugged in life that's how we do
Trap all summer first day nice shoes
Ladies lookin at em like who dat dude
It's jay Bandz I
rain or shine, they won't wonder whether I
Was moving' mountains in my prime
Ain't no question bout who I influence
Never say I'm gonna try and do it
Come here
So, which one of these do you like
This lip petal by Bobbi Brown and
Hold on
This is Veneer by M-A-see
Which one do you like best?
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