me like this Don't leave me in broken pieces Don't leave me in broken pieces oh, no, no, babe So baby don't leave me in broken pieces In my eyes you
Vertaling: Diamond Head. Broken Pieces.
bolt Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke Glass
Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow But these muthafuckas talking crazy like they jaw broke Glass half
get it how you live nigga My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealership And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom so they feelin' sick Diamond rings, diamond
ain't got no choice Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist Hoes be like diamonds in your
heads Bawk bawk, chicken chicken Bawk bawk, chicken heads (boy please whateva) Bawk bawk, chicken chicken Bawk bawk, chicken heads Bald-head scala-
dealer, but I watched 'em closely Until they noticed me I got the feds wonderin' who broke the law Far too inhibited for gunsmoke, I broke his jaw Words harder than a fuckin' diamond
shit out your nephew and niece If they ever get the snitching, yelling, telling and singing I'ma call the whole squad and some heads gone be ringing I
the packs M-I-Yayo I'm gettin' cake hoe If you don't love Cash Money you can stay broke Fifty on the chain twenty for the piece A grand for the bitch
Where them hoes headed at, I'm 'bout to follow them bitches (Let's go) I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke You might as well open your
me pimp Benz If I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get it It's mine, so I know you gon' let me spend it My clique made it known, we 'bout havin' things Sport diamonds
bwok, chicken chicken bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy please whateva) bwok bwok, chicken chicken bwok bwok, chicken heads (x4) (Project Pat) Bald-head
wish I could forget how to read between the cracks Unethical Digested tunnel vision Memento Real diamond cut tested Resurrected and perfected I will respect the professionals Head doctor Head
is rough Common sense 'd tell me not to try 'n continue But I'm after a piece of that diamond in you So keep an eye open, my spirit ain't broken Your
jail, look how he played me Kicked my door down, took my shit an' tied up my ol' lady Now, I'm just kick back broke, poverty is still in my head hurtin
Man what's up playboy? I know you love these diamonds Nigga, how you luv that? All that stuntin' and frontin' It's all about them diamonds boy Nigga
wearily Realising that I know what he did and change the scenery [ Chorus ] [ Verse 3 ] Yo, yo, he was like 'so what err, yo what's up?!' I broke a bottle over that niggas head
