Freddie Gibbs - Diamonds lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Diamonds lyrics

[Prelude] Had to get that pitch on a b**h Smack it up, flip it, and rub it down [Hook] Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds Grindin', wrist be changing climate And there she go, n***a I bet she go, n***a Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds Grindin', wrist be changing climate And there she go, n***a I bet she go, n***a [Verse 1] Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds See these b**hes blinded, wrist be changing climate It be that thang about the lines and Side to side and from behind it b**h, I choose to put two b**hes On my line but nevermind it I be movin', drink and drug abusin' Yeah, smoked out, could fear the flute, but I'm coolin' Yeah, got that backwood feeling strong and I'm loaded Yeah, got a pack and a gang, I'm strapped for my soldiers Yeah I remember them nights when a n***a couldn't eat that much Truth be told that these groupie hoes They used to turn their nose, they wouldn't give no f**s Cars are black, I'm down, pull the 'Lac around Bust dick a behind tint n***a, I was born with no windows and a pot to piss That's why a rapping-a** n***a can't tell me sh** [Hook] Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds Grindin', wrist be changing climate And there she go, n***a I bet she go, n***a Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds Grindin', wrist be changing climate And there she go, n***a I bet she go, n***a [Verse 2] Cause I be grindin', G-piece full of diamonds Need to claim your ho, entertain your ho Where your b**h? Can't find her? Giving answers back, sending nasty texts She with the VVS straight blinded White girl and a Mexican They both get naked then I turned them out on that powder And I be rollin', what y'all n***as smokin'? They be shuck-and-jivin', now it's I-fivin' Got the k**a pack from East Oakland So I sent my b**h a load told the b**h to go drop it off, head shopping Used to wait for n***as, had the 'caine for n***as There's some k**ers at your door knocking, n***a, I got 'em I remember them nights when a n***a had to rob to stay afloat n***as from the other side was at my throat Met my homeboy mobbin', slanging dope n***as trying to live straight, legit Got a bird from the H trying to rock your b**h n***a came from a crumb to a motherf**in' brick So a rapping-a** n***a can't tell me sh** [Hook]

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