Fat Joe, DJ Drama & Cool N Dre - Diamonds lyrics

[Intro: Fat Joe] Mother fu*king biggest I swear We the mother fu*king biggest (Forever) [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Pain don't care about sun, put your lights out Know how many homies I see die when it's nice out? I'm the Big Daddy Kane with the raw fool Now whatchu want huh, dope or dog food Keep it a kilo, no one's as hard as me Birthed out the water, started charging fees Surfing Maybachs kinda hard to breathe So we post it on the Gram for the Gods to see Too G, Dapper Dan designed me Been fresh man since the class of '93 Caesars with Merrick, pull up a chair Talking Le Bron James, them Ohio players (King sh*t) It's common sense that I'm VIP My wife pull up to the bank she don't need ID Raise your cigarettes on a Sunday Last to touch a 300-footer [?] Mondays When the sun goes down that's the magic hour The magic hour [Verse 2: Dre] Wait And when you hear that D-R-E that's the madness hour Look ni**as mad it's ours Yo, I caught my daughter staring at the Biggie piece on the wall Within seconds teardrops started to fall I'm sentimental I'm from where they make it so hard to escape the devil It's dark and hell is hot I make dope drug dealers cop, spin the block Play it safe, dealers stop I hurt feelings before I kill them I push bu*tons, drop bodies, Teflon Don John Gotti I got 'em coming in a [?] It's too late, I'm in your broad like toothpaste Damn the b*tch two-faced and talk too much Only a few I look up to, Crack, Hov and Puff And it's a must I touch a million plus D-R-E top five talker (Talk your sh*t) Slash rhyme spitter Pie flippers they love my swagger, can I live [?] spread like epidemic Whenever we drop you ni**as gon' get it Peace god [Outro: DJ Drama] Get it yet? Come on now you guys