Diamonds

Lyrics

[Intro] They say diamonds are a pimp's best friend While flossin' these chrome rims as we sippin' on gin What would you do for the scrilla? Westside [Chorus: Bryant Roberts & Lisa Jones] Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) [Verse 1: Spice 1] I run with old school players, straps and high-powered killers Haters be knowin' we fetti, step in our Villas with millas Mobbin' is mandatory, mashin' wherever we go Diamond links and chrome wheels got you feelin' game, fa sho' Hittin' corners and dumpin' ashes, smokin' on crush nasty 'Member me and my homeboy used to slang cavi Up in the Yay Area bailin' on these punk Federalis Cali is known for havin' drug dealers runnin' through alleys I did it for the money, penitentiary chances At the house parties, I'm doin' gang related dances Used to do them drive-bys down the street from the house Your mama didn't know she had a killer sittin' on the couch I wanted to be like all them hustlers with the diamonds and stuff Havin' paper, bitches, minus losses, cuts Knew that my game would elevate 'cause I'm inspired by riches, feel Hooked up with players, got some diamond links and chrome wheels [Chorus: Bryant Roberts & Lisa Jones] Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) [Verse 2: Spice 1] We hit the club twenty-five deep, bail in Twenty-four other ballers who Bossalini brims trail in To the VIP section, mob boss Slightly grinnin', we in, poppin' Cristal, gon' set it off I know you feelin' me like titties and ass, I want the cash Mash on any nigga who put his hand up in my stash I walk the earth for one reason (What's that?) To regulate my chips and boss ball throughout four seasons Easin' down the road, dippin' in 500 Benzel Washingtons, black on gray Beige interior, big body mobbin' up on a sunny day Suckin' up game as I ride through the dirty Bay I'm reminiscin', thinkin' back on when I Was a little nappy headed nigga tryna be fly But now I'm twenty-six and I'm still high Rollin' bats, Phillie cracks open as I sip up on the 'gnac [Chorus: Bryant Roberts & Lisa Jones] Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) [Verse 3: Spice 1] Addicted to the drama, it's on like Capone Pulled a lick at a stick and I bring my Black ass home Ride up with stunna tinted bulletproof windows The po-po be watchin' me but it don't fuck with my mental So I just ride on by, put Bossalini to my eyes 'Cause they fail to realize I'm high-powered and I be major-size Laced like hundred spokes, born hustler Blackheads and hollow tip ammo for all you bustas It's a East Bay thing, keepin' my heater for them cold nights Busted out street lights, gunfights you better watch your life You turn your head and see two guns barrels, now picture this You in the middle of some real Bossalini shit A: Should you take your pistol out and dump? B: Should you take some shots from this double pump? C: Raise up off my diamond links and chrome wheels Well, it's all of the above 'cause either way, you get your cap peeled [Chorus: Bryant Roberts & Lisa Jones] Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) Diamond links and chrome wheels (Diamond links) Make a nigga wanna go and get some scrill (Get some scrill) [Outro] Right Get some scrill Right Scrill Right