California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Aaaah tears have filled my bones Aaaah years expended gone [Repeat] Check my brain, check my brain
: (feat. Young Jeezy) [Intro] Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Ain't Hard To Tell! [Chorus] Diamonds In My Damn Chain! Diamonds In My Damn Chain! I'm
when the shore slow up I have it when ya kids see-saw go up I see four blow up Check these diamonds, No flaws show up My niggas clap up parties, shoot
: (feat. Lil' Wayne) [Intro: Slow Voice] Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell! [Chorus:] Diamonds In My Damn Chain! Diamonds In My Damn
the same youngan Slangin that same onion Smokin that Cali bud that my nigga Game brung in I keep a dame tongue on my dick The chain huggin my dick The
the man... [Krayzie: Im runnin the graveyard shift, Now lemme get down for my crime, gotta go purchase a dime, Smoke on some reefah to ease up my mind
Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why don't I get hurt, cause there go my nerves, I got the urge to merge this bullet in my brain, relieve my
's harder than all guns Mic check from the temple, check the Tech (And start the nuzzle to get wreck) Can I get a witness? (Check the Tech) Get wreck
Beanie Sigel] We love it That black mask, black glove shit Roll up on him don't budge, bitch With my mack, and my tech And my vest, just like that For
do if you was in my shoes? Leave dudes in the rearview V-12 engine, corners spinnin Twinkies shinin, pinky ring Armadale, nigga stinky stink Top, down, my
drama, sick of havin beef with my momma And beef with my sisters my brother got murdered Over marijuana bless the bewilders Strugglin, hustlin all of my life, watching my
, oh yeah A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Check my brain
this Nigga let me up out of here! Nigga y'all can't take me to jail anyway I don't even know why y'all got me gaffled Look, fuck that, when my big homies
to make your motherfuckin BRAIN WARM A strange form, somethin kind of lyrical Biggie the bastard, Sadat's kind of spiritual Well "In God We Trust", guns
shit Respect is collected, so check it I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks Sleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huh My shit is deep
of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter Thinkin a word best describin my life, to name my daughter My strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrection
switches It's like a hot spoon of heroin, a Dom like Perignon Females love the guns I be wearing Plant my seeds to live infinite, indeed in my sentences
drastic That's why I try to stay as fars away from beef as I could Grab me a freak to ease on my wood Transport coke from each of my hoods Wheezy Whee - CMB's in my
