Put that on everything these other bitches anything
Flaunting all my diamond rings, but i ain't got a thing,
My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"
And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth
Flow full of shine & bling like diamond rings
The battle ain't over till the black man sings
And my rings 14 carat
Free earl, that's the fucking shit
Theyre called chains and rings
Not king james, these were coke kings
The voices making noises constant rings in my head,
My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
From golden rings to them 17 inch rims
Stores with drugs,battles without rings
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
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