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Beautiful Noise feat. Cam’ron & Jim Jones
The Diplomats
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Charlemagne, told ya, I got ya, nigga, holla
My homey, Cash, well, he gone for five
Send my prayers, do your thing, I'll be goin' for mine
Shit, we live life to the fullest
365 nights on the strike
That's a bullet
Shit, and uncle Ricky got a month and some change
And it feels like the garbage truck just dumpin' the pain
All on my shoulders, I'm warnin' my soldiers
The nights could get chilly, the morning's much colder
I've seen summers get cold
And niggas do it up until the point and they done and they fold
They can't succumb to the cold
Toes are frostbitten, up north sittin'
Just like some fuckin' lost kittens
They get locked up for carryin', boy
Doin' time underground, up in Marion, boy
Shit, I respect you
You do your time like Gotti
And come home like that Marion boy, holla
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em)
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em, hug'em)
I gotta keep strivin', I gotta keep movin'
I gotta keep grindin', If this was the road and I was a trucker
Well shit, man, I gotta keep drivin' (goin' my way)
Through the lies and deception, had to ride through neglection
I'm an insomnia addict, up all night, Pops and Moms was an addict
Shit, my puffin' scums is a habit
I need me a contingency plan
Pops with the syringe in his hand
He was leanin' and noddin'
Uncle Ricky, your mission is like Afeni was Robin
Shit, you should've seen the apartment
All I ever wanted was franks and beans, I was starvin'
Crack fiends on the carpet, shit
But if it wasn't for grandma, I swear
I'm in love with my grandma, that's why I only does it for grandma
That's when I roll in the street, I pray
She covers me from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em)
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em)
I figured it's means as a minor, look at the foods and fibers
The dude with the cubes will snipe ya
More tools then snider, exclusive writer
The jewels are fire, I learned don't fool with rider from Pop
I don't need a gun, just a screwdriver
Two tires, two pliers, a wrench an' a few wires, shit
I take them all from the buyers
Far fire, all from a lighter, call me MacGyver
Need a rehab, I'll call up Shania
Bitch, hungry? Good, we gonna stall in papayas
Take your recession special, yeah, you less then special
Me an' Jim Jones, extra special, check it
Dre to Snoop, Gotti to Ja
Dame to Jigga, Puff to Big, D n' Y
Doggy, you next up, get your respect up
Or a vest can't protect you when I hit you in your chest, duck
Them big heads done pushed me
You gotta be sex, dickheads is pussy, Killa
I bring the hammers to the gunfight
One night stand, only standin' for one night
Doggy, 'cause when it come to that cash
No, homo, I will jump in that ass, jumpin' jack flash
Then jump in that jag, jumpsuit, jump back for the coroner
I have you jump in that bag, come with that cash
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em)
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em)
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em)
You got weed? (Smoke it)
You got dice? (Roll it)
You got guns? (Shoot it)
You got a ho? (Stroke it)
You got money? (Spend it)
You got cars? (Whip 'em)
You caught a bid? (Do it)
You got kids? (Love 'em, hug 'em)