^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} Yeah This shit right here (what's up?) For all my niggas in the South (OK) Making big dough (know what I'm talking about) Making 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 rocking 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 your spine a cold chill 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 F*ck it 'cause we all can't be babies fool Some of it's jazzy Some of it can't be real Nigga say it's sitting platinum Knowing it's 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 20 years they still shining No need to worry, women will find 'em But if they gaze at your karrots for too 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 grinding 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 it's just for piece and thang I ain't tryin' to preach you, man I ain't 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 plain M-J- f*cking G Touch me I'm in reaching range Let's hit the beach and hang For pimping I'll be the blame A ?? dropping this knowledge will help me explain About my diamonds, my pimping and my piece of chain ^{Chorus 2x Lil Jon} Yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch I'm coming down Coming down tough Bitch I'm coming down with them diamonds I'm my cup I'm shining so hard My pinky ring done Ruby in the middle Got your baby mama frozen 25 karrots in the BME piece To many karrots in my mother f*cking teeth In my chain Them thangs Big like boulders My rocks cutting up like Taliban soldier ^{Big Sam} 'cause down in the dirty it ain't no drama or no beef It's all about them diamonds in your piece I guarantee Man I know a nigga with 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 and a half in my wood a woodgrain And my piece I'm about to precious cut them thangs With 200 thousand to make that hoe blang blang ^{Chorus (x}