So Many Diamonds

Lyrics

[Intro: T.I.] Alright, nigga, you already know what it is, man A-Town, H-Town connection, nigga T.I.P., man, you understand that? My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique Keep it pimpin', mane [Chorus: T.I.] So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed [Verse 1: T.I.] Pimp smoke grey Cadillac, twenty-four, imagine that Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin' back T.I.P. be smokin' on that good shit, imagine that I'm blowin' on a ho that's strong enough to kill your cataract By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack Give me a brick of blow, you never seen it flip as fast as that And you can keep the beef, pussy nigga, I don't battle rap So that bullshit you kickin' through your teeth a gangsta laughin' at That shit you hear on "Gangsta Grillz" is real, best chill 'Fore you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still [Chorus: T.I.] So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed [Verse 2: Paul Wall] I got the diamond ice in my grill, invisible top, glass bottom I'm swervin' lanes on the interstate, evadin' laws and playin' possum I spin the wheel, I roll the dice, I look at life in a different light Thirty-six of that white make you a celebrity overnight I shoot a kite to my potna Project, locked up doin' forty-five And let him know I'm still holdin', them Grit Boys is on the rise One hundred percent, no compromise, my mama raised to be a man I'm not concerned with the next man, gettin' money, that's my plan I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm pourin' drank, he rollin' Sweets T Ferris concocted a master plan, we executed it to the T It's Paul Wall and T.I.P., makin' haters, R.I.P.  We so throwed you can't compete, our competition is obsolete [Chorus: T.I.] So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed [Verse 3: Paul Wall] I'm on the hustle 25/8, ATL to the lone star state On the move, I'm bleedin' blocks tryin' to get this paper straight No time to wait, no room for error, the game plan is crystal clear I'm tryin' to bolt up eighty-threes and throw some ice cubes in the air I'm reminiscin', on my potna Duke that died and passed away I'm strapped up at all times, if you flex, I'ma blast away Like Tom Hanks on Castaway, I'm posted up just one-deep 'Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin' to come up on the creep And these suckers be on that reach, tryin' to come up off of me You need to go get it by yourself and stand up on your own two feet Look at me, I'm star-studded all because I punch that clock Burnin' straights out on the block, givin' it all I got [Chorus: T.I.] So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O Certified G, a young nigga so cold It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed