Diamonds Lyrics - Lil Jon & Eastside Boyz

[Chorus] 

Diamonds in my peace of chain 

Diamonds in my piece of 

Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain 

Diamonds in my piece of 

Diamonds diamonds in my piece of chain 

Diamonds in my piece of 

Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain 

Diamonds in my piece of chain 

[Lil Jon Talking] 

Yea 

This shit right here (whats up) 

For all my niggas in the south (ok) 

Makin big dough (know what I'm talking bout) 

Makin big long dollars 

All my niggas in H-Town 

New Orleans, Dallas Texas 

Mississippi All over the south 

Shit of course the ATL (All over the south) 

All my niggas rockin those diamonds and pieces in there chains 

[MJG] 

Now we done talked about the pinky ring 

And talked about the gold grill 

So tell me 

What's left to give really yo spine a cold chill 

We call some call em diamonds 

We call em ice 

It varies in the sizes the shape 

The color and the price 

From canary yellow, ruby red to baby blue 

One stone or maybe two 

Fuck it cause we all cant be babies fool 

Some of its jazzy 

Some of it cant be real 

Nigga say its sittin platinum 

Knowin its stainless steel shit 

I seen all kinds of medallions 

On the necks of rappers 

Drug dealers, Marks, ball players and stallions 

?? shit they buy them hoes by the dozen 

O.G. nigga get a new piece 

Pass the old down to his cousin 

Spell out your name, your corner, your clique 

I know a pimp that got a piece with a bitch sucking his dick 

So what you waiting for you shy men? 

Come join the fly men 

That'll push like hymens for (diamonds) 

With perfect timing 

[Chorus (2x)] 

[Bun B.] 

Some folks'll kill to have a real diamond 

You get some grade A rocks and in 20years they still shining 

No need to worry, women will find em 

But if they gaze at yo karrots for to long it will blind em 

Cubic Zirconia helped the whole hood fine 

Now that everybody can bling we having good times 

I'm writing clever rhymes feeling like forever grindin 

A diamond in the rough 

Buff me up and hear me shine 

I used to hit these streets and slang 

Hussling in these peoples game 

Now its just for piece n' thang 

I aint tryin' to preach you man 

I aint tryin' to heat your flame 

I just wanna teach your brain 

I'm so full of flavor I'm give some to the weak and blang 

M-J- fucking G 

Touch me I'm in reaching range 

Lets hit the beach and hang 

For pimpin ill be the blame 

A ?? droppin this knowledge will help me explain 

About my Diamonds, my pimpin and my piece of chain 

[Chorus (2xs)] 

[Lil Jon] 

Yea Yea 

Yeeeaah 

Bitch I'm coming down 

Coming down tough 

Bitch I'm coming down with them diamonds I'm my cup 

Im shining so hard 

My pinky ring done 

Ruby in the middle 

Got yo baby mama frozen 

25 karrots in the BME piece 

To many karrots in my mother fucking teeth 

In my chain 

Them thangs 

Big like boulders 

My rocks cutting up like Taliban soldier 

[Big Sam] 

Cause down in the dirty it aint no drama or no beef 

Its all about them diamonds in yo piece I guarantee 

Man I know a nigga wit a mouth full of gold 

On the top he had the SOUTH 

And on the bottom LIKE WHOA 

Big Sam with 36 off in my chain 

4? off in my wood a woodgrain 

And my piece I'm bout to precious cut them thangs 

With 200 thousand to make that hoe blang blang 

[Chorus (5xs)]