So Many Diamonds (Featuring T.I.)

Paul Wall

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Aight nigga, you already know what it is man 
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga 
T.I.P. man, you understand that? 
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique 
Keep it pimpin mayne!So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold 
Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O 
Certified G, a young nigga so cold 
It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so tho'ed 
Pimp smoke grey Cadillac, 24, imagine that 
Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin back 
T.I.P. be smokin on that good shit imagine that 
I'm blowin on a hoe that's strong enough to kill the Cadillac 
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack 
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as 
that 
And you can keep the beef, pussy nigga I don't battle rap 
So that bullshit you kickin through yo' teeth a gangsta laughin 
at 
That shit you hear on "Gangsta Grillz" is real, best chill 
before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get 
killed 
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel 
Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still 
I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass 
bottom 
I'm swervin lanes on the interstate, evadin laws and playin 
possum 
I spin the wheel I roll the dice, I look at life in a different 
light 
36 of that white make you a celebrity overnight 
I shoot a kite to my potnah Project, locked up doin 45 
And let him know I'm still holdin, them Grit Boys is on the 
rise 
A hundred percent no compromise, my momma raised to be a man 
I'm not concerned with the next man, gettin money, that's my 
plan 
I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm po'n drank he roll the 
Sweets 
T Ferris concocted a master plan, we executed it to the T 
It's Paul Wall and T.I.P., makin haters, R.I.P. 
We so tho'ed you can't compete, our competition is obsoleteI'm on the hustle 25/8, ATL to the lone star state 
On the move I'm bleedin blocks, tryin to get this paper 
straight 
No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal 
clear 
I'm tryin to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air 
I'm reminiscin, on my potnah Duke that died and passed away 
I'm strapped up at all times, if you flex I'ma blast away 
Like Tom Hanks on "Castaway," I'm posted up just one deep 
Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin to come up on 
the creep 
And these suckers be on that reach, tryin to come up off of 
me 
You need to go get it, by yourself and stand up on your own two 
feet 
Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock 
Burnin straights out on the block, givin it all I got

So Many Diamonds (Featuring T.I.) - Paul Wall Lyrics

Aight nigga, you already know what it is man
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique
Keep it pimpin mayne!So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold
Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O
Certified G, a young nigga so cold
It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so tho'ed
Pimp smoke grey Cadillac, 24, imagine that
Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin back
T.I.P. be smokin on that good shit imagine that
I'm blowin on a hoe that's strong enough to kill the Cadillac
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as
that
And you can keep the beef, pussy nigga I don't battle rap
So that bullshit you kickin through yo' teeth a gangsta laughin
at
That shit you hear on "Gangsta Grillz" is real, best chill
before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get
killed
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel
Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still
I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass
bottom
I'm swervin lanes on the interstate, evadin laws and playin
possum
I spin the wheel I roll the dice, I look at life in a different
light
36 of that white make you a celebrity overnight
I shoot a kite to my potnah Project, locked up doin 45
And let him know I'm still holdin, them Grit Boys is on the
rise
A hundred percent no compromise, my momma raised to be a man
I'm not concerned with the next man, gettin money, that's my
plan
I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm po'n drank he roll the
Sweets
T Ferris concocted a master plan, we executed it to the T
It's Paul Wall and T.I.P., makin haters, R.I.P.
We so tho'ed you can't compete, our competition is obsoleteI'm on the hustle 25/8, ATL to the lone star state
On the move I'm bleedin blocks, tryin to get this paper
straight
No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal
clear
I'm tryin to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air
I'm reminiscin, on my potnah Duke that died and passed away
I'm strapped up at all times, if you flex I'ma blast away
Like Tom Hanks on "Castaway," I'm posted up just one deep
Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin to come up on
the creep
And these suckers be on that reach, tryin to come up off of
me
You need to go get it, by yourself and stand up on your own two
feet
Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock
Burnin straights out on the block, givin it all I got

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