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Diamonds Songtext
von Nipsey Hussle

Diamonds Songtext

All state of mind, 12, 22, 09
Oh, oh

Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chi, chi
Chillin′ on the scene
Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chillin' on the scene
Chillin′ on the scene

Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chi, chi
Chillin' on the scene
Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chillin' on the, chillin′ on the
Chillin′ on the scene


I 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 bulletproof Mercedes
Lyrically I'm Tracy McGrady
In a seven series Bimmer, blowin′ kush and AC
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, Hussle (Hussle, Hussle, Hussle)

Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chi, chi
Chillin' on the scene
Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chillin' on the scene
Chillin′ on the scene


Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chi, chi
Chillin′ on the scene
Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chillin' on the, chillin′ on the
Chillin' on the scene (diammons on neck, come on, come on, come on)

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′m like 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 Palazzo Nuova 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

Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chi, chi
Chillin' on the scene
Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chillin′ on the scene
Chillin' on the scene

Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chi, chi, chi
Chillin′ on the scene
Diamonds on my neck (neck)
Chrome drop top (top), chillin' on the, chillin' on the
Chillin′ on the scene

Diamonds on my neck (it′s Hussle)
Come on, come on, come on (uh, uh, uh)

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