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[by:天琴实验室AI生成v1.0]
[00:00.270]Artist：paul wall
[00:01.830]Songs Title：so many diamonds
[00:02.460]Aight ni**a, you already know what it is man
[00:03.960]A-Town, H-Town connection ni**a
[00:06.180]T.I.P. man, you understand that?
[00:08.250]My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique
[00:11.190]Keep it pimpin mayne
[00:12.150]So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold
[00:15.390]Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O
[00:18.720]Certified G, a young ni**a so cold
[00:21.600]It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk b**ch, we so tho'ed
[00:24.690]Pimp smoke grey Cadillac, 24, imagine that
[00:28.110]Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin back
[00:31.260]T.I.P. be smokin on that good sh*t imagine that
[00:34.260]I'm blowin on a hoe that's strong enough to kill the Cadillac
[00:37.440]By b**ch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
[00:40.470]Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as that
[00:43.560]And you can keep the beef, p**sy ni**a I don't battle rap
[00:46.500]So that b******t you kickin through yo' teeth a gangsta laughin at
[00:49.710]That sh*t you hear on ＂Gangsta Grillz＂is real, best chill
[00:52.620]before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed
[00:55.800]By a ni**a named Big Phil, tote a big steel
[00:58.890]Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the sh*t still
[01:08.940]I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass bottom
[01:30.120]I'm swervin lanes on the interstate, evadin laws and playin possum
[01:33.210]I spin the wheel, I roll the dice, I look at life in a different light
[01:37.110]36 of that white make you a celebrity overnight
[01:39.360]I shoot a kite to my potnah Project, locked up doin 45
[01:42.510]And let him know I'm still holdin, them Grit Boys is on the rise
[01:45.720]A hundred percent no compromise, my momma raised to be a man
[01:48.690]I'm not concerned with the next man, gettin money, that's my plan
[01:51.900]I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm po'n drank he roll the Sweets
[01:55.020]T Ferris concocted a master plan, we executed it to the T
[01:58.020]It's Paul Wall and T.I.P., makin haters, R.I.P.
[02:09.060]We so tho'ed you can't compete, our competition is obsolete
[02:23.490]I'm on the hustle 25/8, ATL to the lone star state
[02:32.400]On the move I'm bleedin blocks, tryin to get this paper straight
[02:35.370]No time to wait no room for error, the gameplan is crystal clear
[02:38.370]I'm tryin to bolt up 83's and throw some ice cubes in the air
[02:41.580]I'm reminiscin, on my potnah Duke that died and passed away
[02:44.640]I'm strapped up at all times, if you flex I'ma blast away
[02:47.670]Like Tom Hanks on Castaway I'm posted up just one deep
[02:50.760]Cause these days these hoes out here be plottin to come up on the creep
[02:53.970]And these suckers be on that reach, tryin to come up off of me
[02:57.030]You need to go get it, by yourself and stand up on your own two feet
[03:00.270]Look at me I'm star-studded, all because I punch that clock
[03:03.390]Burnin straights out on the block, givin it all I got