[Hook: Biggie sample] x4 Diamonds on my neck Chrome drop top Chillin' chillin' chillin' Chillin' on the scene [Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le] Roll with a nickel nine playin' pickle with time Cause I rather sit up with Shyne than lay stiff in the pine Box n***as out daily, South Central crazy Like an angry Israeli in a bullet proof Mercedes Lyrically I'm Tracy McGrady In a seven series beemer, blowin' kush and A/C These fake n***as try and player hate me Suicide, they gonna die when I give them phase three Streets talkin', all about that n***a off Slauson Get love from Eastside Watts to Westside Compton n***as know me in the Chi, two forties when I ride Been a star way before my face showed up in the Vibe Not to mention, all my different visits to the A Been played, now my mission's, get this sh** a different way Each day symbolize the next level of the game Bullets with no name, to keep the diamonds on my chain [Hook:] x4 [Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le] Look Break the beat up, wake the street up with my potent flow To all my critics from before, now you know for sho' These n***as wanna switch ships, ‘cause they boat broke I said no, s**er duck inside, stay afloat These so-so a** rappers get no dough In the presence of this hip-hop Jacque Cousto Nip Hussle, I'm the freshest n***a you know Got the Palazo Vove lookin' like a light show Slauson boy, or even numero uno b**hes on my dick like flies on a fruit bowl I just take my pick and we slide in the two-door Mix a little Goose with some Nuvo, you know Then I pull up to your set like it's neutral Hoppin' out the Jag, dressed like the planet Pluto Yo, a**umptions got you lookin' like a culo It's all money in, I need mucho, to keep the [Hook:] x4