Diamond In The Ruff
(专辑: Catastrophic - 2012)
[Intro:] Yeah You know what I'm saying, like Got a
lot of these ma'fucking sucka ass niggas Niggas be having fallouts with they niggas over these bitches That ain't gangster, nigga I
don't give a
fuck (that ain't gangter, nigga) Right or wrong, I
ain't never stop fucking with one of my niggas over a
bitch Might not, never! Might not, never! Know what I'm sayin'? I'll tell you my story, nigga Listen... [Verse 1:] We started out moving niddicks Worked our way up to briddicks On the
block holding fiddiffs Hustling 'til the
sun show Beef came, let the
guns blow, moving like bros, sharing one soul Nigga fuck around and messed up young hoe Knew she was a
slob, still gave the
bitch a
son, though Stupid, dirt-bomb bitch trying to holler Hitting me on Facebook, creeping, trying to swallow But don't let your homie know, keep it on the
low, boo Came to you like a
real nigga, and I
showed you You went back and told a
bitch right after I
told you So she flipped the
shit around, now you looking funny Stopped coming 'round, now you acting all funny Don't even pick up the
phone for a
nigga unless it's money (wow) Shitting on your man got me feeling like a
dummy Never thought you would play me for some bunny, fucked nigga You know the
real love come before the
riches You know the
saying, nigga, money over bitches (MOB, nigga) Even better, bros over hoes Only sucka ass niggas sell they souls over gold (Type of nigga like you) can't put a
price on integrity Naw flipping over hoes, homie, never me Naw 'cause I'm what you call a
real nigga If you ain't that, we ain't even trying to deal with ya Pussy... [Verse 2:] Yeuh Watch me Aye Okay I
think about her every now and then I
think about the
time we used to spend I
think about the
trips we used to take I
think about the
love we used to make I
think about, I
think about our first and last date I
think about how we can never be I
think about how we never agreed Unh, unh, unh, look, look Why I'm thinking 'bout her crazy ass? Cause she a
diamond in the
ruff and I
can't let it pass Still in college, still live with her mama But she don't let a
nigga pay when I
say that I
got it When she going through hard times, I
put dough in her pocket She take it out, give it to me, then tell me to stop it She say she got her own dreams and her own goals And all I
need is your support down the
long road I
told her that she got that That's why she never on the
market 'cause I
locked that Yeuh – yeuh