Diamonds & Wood Lyrics
| Song | Diamonds & Wood |
| Artist | UGK |
| Album | Jive Records Presents: UGK Chopped and Screwed |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Butler, Clinton, Collins ... | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pimpin' down the ave you know | |
| I'm lookin' tight | |
| These jealous ******s looking at me and my car so *******fe | |
| Wanna take my life, and wanna jack, but | |
| I see all through that | |
| Never let these ****** ******s take what's mine ****** never do that | |
| Who's says he's going through a thang | |
| When ya'll ain't never lied | |
| I gotta a baby but it's momma act like he ain't mine | |
| Wicked women using children to live on | |
| When I hurt and try to hate 'cause she knows the thrill is gone | |
| Say man, I stop smokin' with haters back in ninety four | |
| But ******s thinkin' that a sweeps gone get the through my door | |
| And ******s talk alot of *******t in a safe place | |
| I know 'cause he can't look me eye to eye when he in my face | |
| Now ****** listen to my thesis, see just what | |
| I mean****** | |
| I ride dirty everyday, but still | |
| I *******ne so clean | |
| Glitter and gleam, and all what it look like | |
| So I keep swangin' | |
| I hear clanging tryin' to live my life | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm, I'm, | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave | |
| I see these ******s and days go and come | |
| And fo me just to wake, | |
| I'm know I'm pissed | |
| I grab my cis and | |
| I split my sista with my bunk | |
| Some of my sweets be tight | |
| And some of my sweets be ****** up | |
| But all of my sweets gonna blow so killas smoke get sucked up | |
| I looked up today and didn't fall prey to none of that pistol play | |
| But who is to say tomorrow they won't be blastin' this away | |
| I'm puffin' spliffs of hay still upset about the drama here | |
| At this time of year | |
| I'm wipin' away | |
| My dead homey momma's tear *******t | |
| But naturally them ******' laws is always after me | |
| So I have to be in that matter on that 503 | |
| I'm livin' dastardly | |
| Must be all about survival | |
| GThese ******s passin' me streets just keep on gettin' live with me | |
| They say there has to be another way but | |
| I ain't feelin' that | |
| They try to steal a lad, and my wig they wanna peel it back | |
| But still the fact remains | |
| It's all about the game swangin' bang | |
| Peace to E | |
| SG and all the victims of the game | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm, I'm, | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave | |
| I'm pimpin' through the ave. tryin' to see some good | |
| But everythang is still the same in my neighborhood | |
| ******s frown, when you up and smile when you down | |
| And when you change for the better *******fe fools stop comin' around | |
| I see the jealousy and hate, the wicked ways | |
| We all lost children, pray for papers, and smokin' our lives away | |
| Got to the point where | |
| I could not decipher day from night | |
| She say she love me but all we do now is ****** 'n' fight | |
| My conscience ****** with me so much | |
| I can't eat or sleep | |
| The other side is sellin' **** and out there runnin' the streets | |
| And even though | |
| I'm gay to street fame comin' from this rap game | |
| Lust for thankin' and compulsive drankin' is a normal thang | |
| Some get a waste and misplace tryin' to win the race | |
| Some try to hold on to there place by smokin' with lace | |
| But see drugs and plastic thugs ain't gonna change the hood | |
| I'm smokin' skunk and poppin' the truck to make me feel good | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I'm pu*******n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I'm baggin' stones ******s diamonds up against that wood | |
| So it's your life |
| zuo qu : Butler, Clinton, Collins ... | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pimpin' down the ave you know | |
| I' m lookin' tight | |
| These jealous s looking at me and my car so fe | |
| Wanna take my life, and wanna jack, but | |
| I see all through that | |
| Never let these s take what' s mine never do that | |
| Who' s says he' s going through a thang | |
| When ya' ll ain' t never lied | |
| I gotta a baby but it' s momma act like he ain' t mine | |
| Wicked women using children to live on | |
| When I hurt and try to hate ' cause she knows the thrill is gone | |
| Say man, I stop smokin' with haters back in ninety four | |
| But s thinkin' that a sweeps gone get the through my door | |
| And s talk alot of t in a safe place | |
| I know ' cause he can' t look me eye to eye when he in my face | |
| Now listen to my thesis, see just what | |
| I mean | |
| I ride dirty everyday, but still | |
| I ne so clean | |
| Glitter and gleam, and all what it look like | |
| So I keep swangin' | |
| I hear clanging tryin' to live my life | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m, I' m, | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave | |
| I see these s and days go and come | |
| And fo me just to wake, | |
| I' m know I' m pissed | |
| I grab my cis and | |
| I split my sista with my bunk | |
| Some of my sweets be tight | |
| And some of my sweets be up | |
| But all of my sweets gonna blow so killas smoke get sucked up | |
| I looked up today and didn' t fall prey to none of that pistol play | |
| But who is to say tomorrow they won' t be blastin' this away | |
| I' m puffin' spliffs of hay still upset about the drama here | |
| At this time of year | |
| I' m wipin' away | |
| My dead homey momma' s tear t | |
| But naturally them ' laws is always after me | |
| So I have to be in that matter on that 503 | |
| I' m livin' dastardly | |
| Must be all about survival | |
| GThese s passin' me streets just keep on gettin' live with me | |
| They say there has to be another way but | |
| I ain' t feelin' that | |
| They try to steal a lad, and my wig they wanna peel it back | |
| But still the fact remains | |
| It' s all about the game swangin' bang | |
| Peace to E | |
| SG and all the victims of the game | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m, I' m, | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave | |
| I' m pimpin' through the ave. tryin' to see some good | |
| But everythang is still the same in my neighborhood | |
| s frown, when you up and smile when you down | |
| And when you change for the better fe fools stop comin' around | |
| I see the jealousy and hate, the wicked ways | |
| We all lost children, pray for papers, and smokin' our lives away | |
| Got to the point where | |
| I could not decipher day from night | |
| She say she love me but all we do now is ' n' fight | |
| My conscience with me so much | |
| I can' t eat or sleep | |
| The other side is sellin' and out there runnin' the streets | |
| And even though | |
| I' m gay to street fame comin' from this rap game | |
| Lust for thankin' and compulsive drankin' is a normal thang | |
| Some get a waste and misplace tryin' to win the race | |
| Some try to hold on to there place by smokin' with lace | |
| But see drugs and plastic thugs ain' t gonna change the hood | |
| I' m smokin' skunk and poppin' the truck to make me feel good | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| So it' s your life |
| zuò qǔ : Butler, Clinton, Collins ... | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pimpin' down the ave you know | |
| I' m lookin' tight | |
| These jealous s looking at me and my car so fe | |
| Wanna take my life, and wanna jack, but | |
| I see all through that | |
| Never let these s take what' s mine never do that | |
| Who' s says he' s going through a thang | |
| When ya' ll ain' t never lied | |
| I gotta a baby but it' s momma act like he ain' t mine | |
| Wicked women using children to live on | |
| When I hurt and try to hate ' cause she knows the thrill is gone | |
| Say man, I stop smokin' with haters back in ninety four | |
| But s thinkin' that a sweeps gone get the through my door | |
| And s talk alot of t in a safe place | |
| I know ' cause he can' t look me eye to eye when he in my face | |
| Now listen to my thesis, see just what | |
| I mean | |
| I ride dirty everyday, but still | |
| I ne so clean | |
| Glitter and gleam, and all what it look like | |
| So I keep swangin' | |
| I hear clanging tryin' to live my life | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m, I' m, | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave | |
| I see these s and days go and come | |
| And fo me just to wake, | |
| I' m know I' m pissed | |
| I grab my cis and | |
| I split my sista with my bunk | |
| Some of my sweets be tight | |
| And some of my sweets be up | |
| But all of my sweets gonna blow so killas smoke get sucked up | |
| I looked up today and didn' t fall prey to none of that pistol play | |
| But who is to say tomorrow they won' t be blastin' this away | |
| I' m puffin' spliffs of hay still upset about the drama here | |
| At this time of year | |
| I' m wipin' away | |
| My dead homey momma' s tear t | |
| But naturally them ' laws is always after me | |
| So I have to be in that matter on that 503 | |
| I' m livin' dastardly | |
| Must be all about survival | |
| GThese s passin' me streets just keep on gettin' live with me | |
| They say there has to be another way but | |
| I ain' t feelin' that | |
| They try to steal a lad, and my wig they wanna peel it back | |
| But still the fact remains | |
| It' s all about the game swangin' bang | |
| Peace to E | |
| SG and all the victims of the game | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood. | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m, I' m, | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave | |
| I' m pimpin' through the ave. tryin' to see some good | |
| But everythang is still the same in my neighborhood | |
| s frown, when you up and smile when you down | |
| And when you change for the better fe fools stop comin' around | |
| I see the jealousy and hate, the wicked ways | |
| We all lost children, pray for papers, and smokin' our lives away | |
| Got to the point where | |
| I could not decipher day from night | |
| She say she love me but all we do now is ' n' fight | |
| My conscience with me so much | |
| I can' t eat or sleep | |
| The other side is sellin' and out there runnin' the streets | |
| And even though | |
| I' m gay to street fame comin' from this rap game | |
| Lust for thankin' and compulsive drankin' is a normal thang | |
| Some get a waste and misplace tryin' to win the race | |
| Some try to hold on to there place by smokin' with lace | |
| But see drugs and plastic thugs ain' t gonna change the hood | |
| I' m smokin' skunk and poppin' the truck to make me feel good | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| I' m pu n' down the ave no one lookin' good | |
| I' m baggin' stones s diamonds up against that wood | |
| So it' s your life |
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