The Game - Blood Diamonds Lyrics

The Game - Blood Diamonds Lyrics

{Game}
Jacob sold me my first couple pieces
I was killing niggas who misunderstood what diseased did
Spent half a mill on a Ferrari, I could have leased it
Driving Scott Storch’s Bugatti before they released it
Drop The Documentary, rocking khakis with creases
Dope and hip hop, it resurfaced with some leeches
Ten times platinum, now I’m chilling where the beach is
Time to show the world what a motherfücking beast is
Blanca, bullet proof cars in Sri Lanka
12 years old, on his shoulder, a rocket launcher
10 thousand miles away, there’s an owner of a corner store
A white man walks in, spit shining his Audemar
While somewhere in Africa, Jo-Burg and Congo is going to war
Rebels enslaving they own people, digging water or
Get murdered cause that choppa is a carnivore
He found one and stole it, now the village tryna find that boy

{Hook}
Blood diamonds
Look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Now take a look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Now take a look at blood diamonds

{Game}
How you selling the shit our people is digging for
Diamonds, cotton, that belong to niggas though
LeBron and Durantula gave America a look at gold
And what you give us back, is another fücking liquor store
And we need blunts, so we walk in that motherfücker
Money in the safe, so we in that motherfücker
But you can’t forget the tape, tryna pin a motherfücker
DEA ain’t got a case, I’ma win that motherfücker
And it ain’t about the Chinese, dude, I eat Chinese food
Where you think Michael Jordan find these shoes
We robbing each other for em, think I should hide these jewels
Run up on you in broad day with them Siamese 2’s
But nah, Mandela did 28 straight
Without a fücking complaint, put a Afro on a saint
Put a wig on a judge, put a nigga in some chains
Over change, kill him, lethal injection inside his veins

{Hook}
Blood diamonds
Look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Now take a look at blood diamonds

{Game}
Brutus killed Caesar
And Judas killed Jesus
John Wilkes Boothe killed Lincoln
And you thought he freed slaves
What the fück was you thinking?

Nigga fück Lincoln
I’m rolling up kush in my Lincoln, now let it sink in
Rolled against Obama now you diving in the deep end
I’d rather take my chances at this water fountain drinking
Where the fück is the loyalty, knock these niggas fücking teeth in
In the hood singing like they Aubrey or The Weeknd
Pull that tile from under that door, and let it seep in
There’s a lot of shit I Don’t Like, so bring Chief Keef in
I don’t like these phony ass jewelers with that fake shit
Overcharging niggas an arm and leg just to make shit
And you wonder why we take shit, y’all put us on slaveships
That’s the reason we hate shit, rob my own niggas for them

{Hook}
Blood diamonds
Look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Now take a look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Look at blood diamonds
Blood diamonds
Now take a look at blood diamonds

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