Diamonds lyrics

by

Freddie Gibbs


[Prelude]
Had to get that pitch on a b*tch
Smack it up, flip it, and rub it down

[Hook]
Cause I be bout grindin', G-piece full of diamonds
Grindin', wrist piece change the climate
And there she go, n*gga
I bet she go, n*gga
Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds
Grindin', wrist piece change the climate
And there she go, n*gga
I bet she go, n*gga

[Verse 1]
Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds
Pretty b*tch blinded, wrist piece change the climate
I beat that thang up out the lining
Side to side and from behind it
b*tch, I choose through buku b*tches
On my line but nevermind it
I be movin', drinkin', drug abusin'
Yeah, smoked out, could fear the flute, but I'm coolin'
Yeah, got that backwood filled with strong and I'm loaded
Yeah, got a pack and a gang of straps for my soldiers
Yeah
I remember them nights when a n*gga couldn't eat that much
Truth be told yo these groupie hoes
They used to turn their nose, they wouldn't give no f*cks
Cars are black, I'm down, pull the 'Lac around
Bust a lick behind tint
n*gga, I was born with no windows and a pot to p*ss
That's why a rapping-ass n*gga can't tell me sh*t
[Hook]
Bout grindin', G-piece full of diamonds
Grindin', wrist piece change the climate
And there she go, n*gga
I bet she go, n*gga
Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds
Grindin', wrist piece change the climate
And there she go, n*gga
I bet she go, n*gga

[Verse 2]
Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds
Need to claim your ho, entertain your ho
Where your b*tch? Can't find her?
Giving answers back, sending nasty texts
She with the VVS its straight blindin'
White girl and a Mexican
They bucket naked then I turned them out on that powder
And I be rollin', what y'all n*ggas smokin'?
They be shuck-and-jivin', I was I-fivin'
Got the killa pack from East Oakland
So I sent my b*tch a load told the b*tch to go drop it off, head shopping
Used to wait for n*ggas, had the 'caine for n*ggas
Had them killers at your door knocking, n*gga, like that
I remember them nights when a n*gga had to rob to stay afloat
n*ggas from the other side was at my throat
Met my homeboy mobbin', slanging dope
n*ggas trying to live straight, legit
Got a bird from the H trying to rock your b*tch
n*gga came from a crumb to a motherf*ckin' brick
So a rapping-ass n*gga can't tell me sh*t
[Hook]
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