So Many Diamonds Paul Wall (Ft. T.I.)

[Intro: T.I.]
Alright, nigga, you already know what it is, man
A-Town, H-Town connection, nigga
T.I.P., man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended Pimp Squad Clique
Keep it pimpin', mane

[Chorus: T.I.]
So many diamonds in my teeth you can't see no gold
Hundred ki's in the streets, every week no O
Certified G, a young nigga so cold
It's the Pimp Squad Clique, punk bitch, we so throwed

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Pimp smoke grey Cadillac, twenty-four, imagine that
Camera in my license plate to see you when I'm backin' back
T.I.P. be smokin' on that good shit, imagine that
I'm blowin' on a ho that's strong enough to kill your cataract
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Give me a brick of blow, you never seen it flip as fast as that
And you can keep the beef, pussy nigga, I don't battle rap
So that bullshit you kickin' through your teeth a gangsta laughin' at
That shit you hear on "Gangsta Grillz" is real, best chill
'Fore you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel
Give a damn if my record never sells, I'm the shit still