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George Clinton

"Diamonds & Wood"

[Intro: Pimp C]
Yeah, coming down
Dedicated to them boys riding slab

[Hook]
I fli-, I flips down the Ave
Know I'm looking good
I'm banging "Screw", n*gga
Diamonds up against that wood

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
I flip down the Ave., you know I'm looking tight
These jealous n*ggas looking at me and my car so shife
Wanna take my life, and wanna jack, but I see all through that
Never let these b*tch n*ggas take what's mine, n*gga never do that
Who say he going through a thang, when y'all ain't never lied
I gotta baby, but his mama act like he ain't mine
Wicked women, using children to live on
Wanna hurt and try to hate, cause she know the thrill is gone
Say man, I stopped smoking wit' haters back in ninety-four
But n*ggas thinking that a Sweet gonna get him through my door
And n*ggas talk alotta sh*t, in a safe place
I know cause he can't look me eye-to-eye when he in my face
Now n*gga listen to my beats, and see just what I mean
n*gga I ride dirty every day, but still I shine so clean
Glitter and gleam, ain't all what it look like
So I keep swanging, out here clanging tryna live my life

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Bun B]
I see these n*ggas and days, go and come
And for me, just to wake, I know I'm blessed
I grab my 'ses and split my Swisher wit' my thumb
Some of my Sweets be tight, now some of my Sweets be f*cked up!
But all o' my Sweets gon' blow, so killa' smoke get sucked up!
I lucked up today, and didn't fall prey to none of that pistol play
But who is to say, tomorrow they won't be blasting this-a-way
I'm puffin' spliff's of hay, still upset about the drama here
At this time of year, I'm wiping away my dead homies mama tears (sh*t)
But naturally, them f*cking laws was always after me
So I have to be, in that manor on that five-oh-three
I'm living dastardly, must be all about survival 'g
These n*ggas passing me, streets just keep on getting live wit' me
They said there has to be another way, but I ain't feeling that
They tried to steal a Lac, and my wig, they wanna peel it back
But still the fact remains, it's all about the 'cain
"Swang and Bang", peace to ESG and all the victims of the game, mang

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Pimp C]
I'm flippin' through P.A., I'm trynna see some good
But everythang is still the same, in my neighborhood
n*ggas frown when you up, and smile when you down
And when you change for the better, shife fools stop coming around
I see the jealousy and hating and the wicked ways
We all lost children, praisin' paper, smoking our life away
Got to the point where I could not decipher day from night
She say she love me, but all we do now is f*ck and fight
My conscience f*ck wit' me so much that I can't eat or sleep
The other side of selling dope, and out there running the streets
And even though I'm gaining street fame, coming from this rap game
Lustful thinking and compulsive drinking is a normal thang
Some get erased and misplaced, trying to win the race
Some try to hold on to they place, by smoking wet lace
But see drugs and plastic thugs ain't gon' change the hood
I'm smoking skunk and popping the trunk to make me feel good

[Hook]

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