"Diamenz"
(feat. Johnny P)

[N.A.R.D. / Johnny P]
So I'll leave here mama I'll be there, ok
Cadillac (cadillac) pimpin... pimpin (escalade)
Do or Die Ridin through the cold Chi (riding so high)
Back 2 the game yall (were back Belo, AK)
Some pimpology (escalade) so obviously we learned there biology
(Do or Die J. P. lets ride)

[N.A.R.D.]
Do you love, money, chasin papers and doin capers
Bending the chi and then vegas like you one of the Lakers
Steady cuffin that paper, ladys can't fake us, so I stay cautious regardless
Like a million dollars keep sparkin better yet its that V.I.P barkin
(niggaz aint ready to die)
Cause please, that be me sparkin sharp and bendin calm in that lac
Bendin hard with ladys slobbin and bobbin
Aww man I been on that chick since back in college
See, she like them top notch with the glock cocked
Put the money and glock block them CEO's who invest in stock plots
Substance blowin out the sunroof with your drop top
Smokin on that chop flop ladys call me pa pa and groupies call me na na
So cha cha like legit do whatever suits that fit you
If paper be your issue, then you be your issue
But this paper make that paper, and this paper make that paper,
This paper make that paper so you stay away from haters

[Chorus, Johnny P]
We ride diamonds in the back, sunroof top,
Diggin in the scene with a gangster lean ohhhohhhhhh.. ohhoohhhh
We ride diamonds in the back, sunroof top,
Diggin in the scene with a pimp lean ohhohhhh my my can you smoke and ride

[AK 47]
You can see it in my eyes when I'm hustlin, burnt up tryin to come up from
Nothing
I be stackin them stacks bringin em back in the back of the lac
Talkin in codes to the burn outs hustlin daily got me turned out
You know my motto to invest and chase that paper like lotto
Follow, tryin to bring back money in car loads
But its hard to listen when you tryin to get that platinum benzy
Or purchase a home for my belo luxury home with a platinum visa
Its hard to imagine something like a nigga tryin to catch an orgasm
Track that feeling like a spasm
Tryin to study passin, got a passion gotta count that cheese
They off in the breeze but it aint nothing
If you got that paper then say something
Better put it away Cause the day comin when you fall off,
When you just wanna hall off with four sawed offs blow it all off
Recognise its the big faces that count, better yet better stay flexed
Check the paper stay stressed and get all the dough whether its fast or slow
Get up to the point where the cash will flow
Burger King and Mcdonalds really aint the way the best will go
And its so cold in these windy streets
When the ends meet your life will be ends deep with white shit

[Chorus]

[Belo Zero]
This is my motto, pop the first bottle
Louie call 1 3 grab the key then follow
Ride up to my home paid for mansion celebrating you ladys on tables dance on
M O N E Y got to have it me I remember hustlin when I was a shorty
Now or a forty X5 5 of those sit back relax and private show
No how it go more money more problem well the problem is you solve it
Don't let the money become you you take it and revolve it
No matter how you get it you hustle and go get it square stick with it
Make sure all the numbers split Cause all of them done did it
The Rockafellers Stellers and Jones
To many other people got paper but we homeless
And let alone this, we chillin while we swervin bumpin 92.3 in the suburban
Hittin curbs in city fresh yall Proda to the feet bonapetite
No second guess yall we confess yall love the curency don't you playa hate
Love the game you can't worry me, you can't worry me

[Chorus]

[N.A.R.D.]
J P, J P
Everybody may not have a great big Cadillac
Gangsta white walls, TV's and antennas in the back (uh uh)
Some peoples may not have a car at all
But they got to remember brothers and sisters (remember)
We still can pimp talk, rotate them gangster white walls
Never givin a dime to a broad (no no never)
And we gone keep on pimpin baby (keep pimpin)
We gone keep on pimpin baby (for real)
Untill somebody turn the lights out, so J. P. come on bring us home

[Johnny P]
Yeah, wohhhhohhhohhhh wohhhohhhh
I just wanna feel, Cause you may not have a gravy kind of life
Diamonds in the back, sunroof top, diggin in the scene with a gangster lean
You may night driiivvveee no car at all, ohh myyy
But you can still stand tall, still stand tall... hooo
Cause I'm ridin in my escalade
Ridin
Ridin
Ridin

"I Got A Problem"

[Chorus x2: Ak 47/Young Buck]
I got a problem with you bitches, and since I got a problem with you bitches
I'm about to handle nation business
Knock off the witness so he can't witness vicious attitudes
I'm fuckin at you dude I'm fuckin at you dude

[Belo Zero]
I'm about to snap and let my index work (my index work)
And gonna put no stain up on your forehead but instead its well'd up in your shirt
In the darkest alley niggaz put in work, with a jerk
And a nigga gone fall or back up cus we come with two chromes and act up
Like these bitches being counterfeit i'ma bring some drama to your home
Like nigga we aint gonna fly for shit, and besides it get on some lethal shit
How many niggaz want a war when they know they fuckin people get
Cheif four dome smacked up tech nine the shoes will back up
Put a pause on the knife appoligise twice or I might just act up
He's standing bare when he can barely stand
How many ignorant muthfuckas gotta lose there life to be a man
That super shit gone break your dinner plate
Cus I got 16 hollow niggaz and they quick to go retaliate
Wait we got about 16 20's that will be 32 muthafuckas comin off up in your ass nigga

[Chorus x2]

[AK 47]
Comin quick with the 17 hot ones, acommodated by the 17 shotguns
Tell the muthafucka with the malfunction, how to function
Hit him with the pump 2 times rewind, hit him with the pump 4 times flat-line
Murder with them tech nine tactics, accurate but I'm checkin not staggerin
Put a magazine in the mack 10 with a way to stack men
Action, blidop, blidop, blidop, blidop from the mack 10
Tear that ass up with the teflon I got the guns and numnumz
Rip off his arm uhh uh with the pumps that any individual
That really wanna go toe to toe, blow for blow from the mid to the alley
Automatic tetherin', hit em in the abdomen, veterans,
Can't live from the earth to the moon to saturn
I'm deeper than the mind think, aint no time to blink
Bitch your shit gone sink
Flip you off up in it and come back more crazy then Freddy Kruger
Got 6 million ways to do ya, 6 million slugs to disperse in the realtor
A to the Muthafuckin K aint shit to play with, got a problem bitch then say it
My intentions spray it, vicious as hannibal, I'm a beast not a animal
(remember this) 17 in the mist of a group bitches to scared to shoot

[Chorus]

I'm fuckin at you dude, with the attitude of dynamite with fire at the fuse
Listen, man I'm from the slums of the land down under the ground
Thats under that ground world renound thunder,
CHICAGO ILLA, GO AHEAD AND CALL ALL YO KILLAZ
NO HESITILLA DEATH WILL BECOME ALL YOU NIGGAZ
Psycho Drama Do or Die, its self-explanitory muthafucka you will die
Some realers come for you,
I got a problem with you so that means I gotta get you
The moment I see you tryin to stop this shit I distribute,
So choose your meneuvers carefully bitch or loose it (why)
Cus this informations vital use it
Listen, my life is mayhem and music
And you interveining with anything and nigga you can nice and execute it
So download and compute it and nigga we'll holla
Just remember bitch's that I still have a problem

[Chorus]

"3 A.M."

[Chorus 1]
I'm a pick you up at 3 when you hear me blow my horn, bump bump bump bump bump.....
While we sip on Hennessey hit the speed in the cut would you come come come
Would you come come come would you come come come

[Verse 1]
3 double O AM she step into my x-5 beamer
You should have seen her
With a rubber perfection you can put it in a session with Janet Jackson
Little league the chemistry was up to satisfaction
With a magnificent ark spark bringing flame like a arsons
I locked the door and drove off and I drove off kind of slowly
Cause the popo's always blow me
And this is what she told me, she put her lips to my ear move closely
When we got into traffic she indicated what she working with and put her
Lips around my LORD HAVE MERCY
I drove and watch, I watched them grow, I spit my hen, I smoke my dro.. shit
In between conversations she was like....she was like...oohhh oohh ooh oh oh ooohhhh
You already know, she was already blown, she was already gone
She was already sprung gone with her tongue uh huh uh huh

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]
Late at night all alone dream of you in those thongs, girl I wake up in the morning
Gotta have you cause I'm horny
I feel you on top of me, baby girl on top of me
I like the way you moan girl don't you know you got that humm girl

[Verse 2]
I'm on the phone talking to Mrs. Who
I don't wanna pump till the bottom white bloom
Tip type game all the things you do
Let her tease me, outta tease you
Baby want to come at 3 AM
She giving me the keys to the new B-M
Plus she giving me and you won't see him
And she giving me to the you see them
Pick up the phone then arrive at the door
She came out and the white touched the floor
Gotta lay back cause the rain goin pour
Hope for the shade make it one night more
Looking like a diva with the queens on tour
I belong she's allmo
In the bedroom now its time for sex
Anything goes you can walk like mex
After making love and I will not jet
Up and down and around we go
I can feel her nails when she scream below
I'm a real pimp see I still gotta go
Some get pussy and they still don't know

[Verse 3]
No no no no no (see)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (be gone)
No no no no no (see)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah now throw yo half
Put back on the things you ask
You the man when it's double dare I'm L I'm L
It really didn't matter too much to me
If he...didn't want you to ride with me (mmm)
Why would it matter when you're his girlfriend (mmm)
But your passing the Hennessey...oh babe

[Chorus 1 (x2)]

[Chorus 2]
You might as well braid my hair too.. ohh ahhh

"Don't Touch My Money"

[Chorus 4X]
Don't touch my money man
Don't touch my money man
Don't touch my mothafuckin money man

[N.A.R.D]
Welcome to the city of big ballers and players and hustlers
Where players be gettin paper from all these customers
Even from touchin drugs y'all still aint touchin us
We be the low key playaz in the back with all that dust
See I keep my iced up while y'all gettin viced up
Niggaz buyin nice trucks still get set right up
Wrong move, cus see we check hoes with long spoons
It's a must we gotta check 'em before they leave the room
I'm all about my money deniero fetti and cheeseay
Don't nothing please me unless my pockets gettin griezed playa

[Belo-Zero]
Don't touch my M O N E
Why all you voltures at me
Tryin to plot for the dough on the low key
But when it come to the dust you provoke me
Got silly hands out for a sawbuck
But runnin off at the mouth get your jaw stuck
Who that young boy got knocked out
Little poopy lil brother with the big mouth
See a pimp make move and sessions
And get the money when its there no questions
If he slip then he do it for the lesson
Hush hush when I'm askin a question
Cus if he new about hustle he'd be paid
Cop land take flight in the light shade
And a brother run up then he get sprayed
Otherwise at the mall wanna get laid
B E L O gone be paid
B E L O gone be paid
BE LO ZE RO don't touch

[Chorus 4X]

[AK-47]
See I'ma hollar at my muhfucka
I don't fuck wit the bloodsucker
Smoke a dub of love wit the city gettin gritty for fitty itty bitty
Puttin it down like P. Diddy
Do or die just be rollin up like P's
Steppin outta the car and lil J runnin and slippin like Clyde Davis
Get it like I spit it, spit it like I get it for cheesey
Better yet if its easy now get the paper-paper
See they really wanna fade it fade it
Had to get crossed tossed or lost in the cement
2 double 0 1 Escalade and I ride like a veteran
Had it been you touchin on the paper
Get you left in a dumpster thats what you get for playin punkster
When we come to pump ya

[N.A. Sean]
Want me to tell you bout ice you can keep that
Wanna reach I'ma show you where the heat at
On the side of the seat did you peep that
6 left in the clip here keep that
Don't owe me show me that dust
Them boys on the block is dangerous
Everywhere we go we got them thangs with us
We some big cats they don't wanna bang with us, (uh uh)
Thats right, never let them tell you Na Sean aint tight
I be on the paperchase day and night
I been tryin to make a million all my life
Ready to ride with do or die its no lie
We be tippin hard on the city's westside
And yea its kinda windy in the city called Chi
But we don't hesitate to let the bullets fly
Look him in the eye it's you and I

[Chorus]

"Do U?"
(feat. Twista)

Huh
Yea baby girl, you know how it's going down
2003, Do or Die, J.P., Twista still

[Verse 1]
Well, when I heard a knock at the door
Must of been the girl that I met on the lo
She real thick, nice shape 5-4
Had a few here so we head to the show
Afterward we hit the Mo Mo Mo
Yes stay click, in the Expo
I'm city sharp, buy the mink to the floor
Damn natural, never walk from the store
Gimme a minute, and get down with a pro
P. I. M. P. P. O. get a few friend like a party fa sho
We can hit a tune like my homie Debo
All in the mall buying Avirex, we can sport mine called S.E.X
Platinum link, all in effect
I can pick head but I'm a bad for a check
In the truck though, so I can hop in the Lex
Baby got back, but I'm trying to relax
P.L.A.Y.E.R., giving her eyes
Then we head to the bar
Never give her money, cuz she know she a star
Did you wanna ride in my car?

[Hook]
Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?)

23's like Jordan on the Escalade
Got a pound of dro' girl, if you wanna blaze
You can let your hair down, while the AC blow
Before you get in, I just need to know

Do you? (Do you? Do you? Do you?)
I'll keep it on the low
Do you? Do you?

[Verse 2]
In the mood, like yes y'all
Rather be, let it test y'all
Light the B if it's special
Can I undress to relax y'all
Well, stretch out like a Lex ball
If it's that raw, to the chests with the Remy
Like a slug with your vest off
Let me touch it, if it's that soft
And relieving in the menopause
I can't believe how they sent them off
Took the number then I'm in the mall
Being grinning bout to spend them all
Just balling, shot shot calling
Holla at my dogg while they sipping alcohol
Really want to kick it, but they all just stalling
6 dime pieces, checking out my pausing
They looking like ooh, he flossing
Baby girl, I don't do this often
In the 5 double 0 for sho'
We still ride the Cadillac, slam the doors
Suppose I kick back, keep the flows
Dressed to impress, then flex the ho
Check the dough

Do you? (Do you? Do you Do you?)
I'll keep it on the lo
Do you? Do you?
Do you?

An it really don't matter, where we go
Let's sip this Henny, pop this Mo
Before I strip you, I just need to know
Can I do you?

[Verse 3: Twista]
Now I was geeking, when I met you in the club
Had me feeling on your booty, and the brother was a 50ball
For you, I even popped some Crissy in the tub
And my body was start wondering when if I'm a get the draws
Let me know if I'm in the right lane
Tell me when I say the right things
I got tight flame
Rollin thru stunting why are you running
Cuz I'm coming with some pimp-type game
Iced out charm, chromed out truck
Coming thru balling like I don't really give a fuck
Blowing the fatty, an purple, with the windows up
When I'm sipping on Hennessey and Hypnotic getting stuck
And I need a thug
To care for me while haters be attacking me, backing me
To a corner while a brother trying to get theirs
And I need a queen backing me while I'm running my faculty
Telling me I be lethal when I spit words
Hit herb................
Hold it in, then blow it out
Do you like the way I flow it out
Don't ever act funny or petty with the money
When I throw it out
Do you like how I talk
Do you like the way I ride
Do you like the way I pimp spree's
You can let me down easy
Cuz' still ill be the player Twista slash be a P.I.M.P
Now baby, do u?

[Hook]

"All In The Club"
(feat. Danny Boy)

Its about 1:51 in the club and straight packin
With a five double-o playa playa who you back in
You lackin - I'm all up in the club gettin' action
With a ugh full of hoes
I'm smellin' like a sack and
You got my attention with your hips and thighs
Make a pimp reach his peak
With your hips and eyes
Girl you know what you do to me
Explain a monkey
Cause' you actin' like you twenty-three
Pass the hennessy
Ballin' like you true to sin
Now we all in the clubs that you be in
Like BBD
Do me in
If that's the case
Doin' head and slang off in my face
And pump that ass
This club track freek to the bass
Hold it down till' we drop it
Roll it, give it what you got, ugh
Robbin' on my body baby till' you hit the spot, huh
Dippin' big names baby roll it till' it get a wash

[Chorus x1 (Danny Boy)]
In this baby (In this baby)
Why you wanna rub on me (Why you wanna rub on me)
You lookin' at my Rolex
Touchin' on my diamond ring
You all at the club girl (Club girl)
Shine up on a monkey on me (Puttin' them monkey on me)
Don't try to get personal
Why you want to hate on me...
Why you want to hate on me
Oooh....

See some hinney flip a penny
Why you faking the funk
Heads or Tails
Anyway though you got bass in your trunk
All the playas up on the side
Come and smoke with me
He live when he step rep with Kenny's
Come and choke with me
From poor man
To rich man
Rich man back to poor man
All of us can party
Livin' in this low land
Ain't no favortism on this side of town
What you do is bring your mob
Bring it on or get down
Better yet lay on back in your steady b-low
Keep it real
Buddy fats and why flexin' this close
Even though we came to party
Can't say ride, say ride
In the end we fell like Biggie
Now nauzea twa
In the club off in the corner, pretty girl no style
We can dip with no protection in the back of the car
Bump and grind
Who's left in line and this all because
Playas we ball because
It's goin' and it's on in the club

[Chorus x1]
Don't take it personal oooh...

I got a taste for some hennessy
But like they said
Now alazey put that man in me
Now it's on from ten to three at the club tonight
If you ain't grubbin' right
You better be hookin' tight
Who got a dubb to light
You take a puff and you pass it nigga
Wipe the dust off your truck
And you pass the liquor
Seven digits, figure what's the way to get picture
(Diamond shinin' up my watch)
And it's known to get you
Picture me and you in the club actin' bad
Pushin' in my love
And we doin for the cab
Bend it over
Give a nigga flashbacks
I'm about to test the pain
Cause' you want me to tags at
And where you friends at
Baby don't worry get it low in a hurry
Cause' when we finish this party
You gone tell a whole story about who
Me and you what didn't did do
For your whole crew knew
(??) I went through fool

[Chorus x1]

[Danny Boy]
Say ra, Say ra
Manaj eh twa
In the back of my car
Goodness baby [x3]

"Pimpology"

.. but somebody's gotta do it
Pimpin ain't easy, but somebody's gotta do it..

[Verse One]
I see lookin all good with a see-through dress on, nails pressed on
Get your flex on, like fuckin off that song
Lookin like you gotta vest on
By the way you thinkin you gotta peel with it
But if you cant deal with it
It's all cirentricals baby you aint real with it
If you down then we'll feel it
But thats all them lils said
But licks told we can pick up the looks to the field yo
We can party with P.T.s on T.P. with a tub of hennesse
Three hoes screamin cuz they straight out da hood
Chi-town pimps that all it took
Better yet we can say this party booked
Let's ride to the corner and get some more
On the way back we can pick up some hoes
Show em how to talk em out of their clothes
Handle some freaky shit behind those
See how the pimp be peeped with them flow
Do or Die's all I know
Make em do shit they ain't did before
Number one rule, don't kiss them low
Lemme do my pimp hard

[Chorus]
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (Only you)
Said I'd rather pimp with you(Hey)
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (only youuuuuuu)
Said I'd rather pimp with you

[Verse Two]
Well lemme address myself I'm Belo 5'8"and chocolockolate
Rollin in my lex you wanna sex reach in my pocket lick
What the dimmyo fo' we start roll up a philly blunt I got silly stuck
Get you high and we have plenty fun
Park in my garage I've a Dodge we can get it on
Flip the script she's grown, now I got her in a zone
N-O M-O-N-E-Y I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Hit this bee and do just fine afterwards just stay low key
Got no time for silly games I'm not trying to get you sprung
I got homies I get down with its not personal but, fun
Do you really wanna ride
Just prove you down and we can get you off slip and slide
With the number one ballers that gon get suckin
Ridin boulevards flex em hard with my mini gat
Pull up on the ass shoulda shot where da hoes be at, hold me back
Cuz I know two hoes that I'm gon creep with
Playin hard to get in '98 that I'm gon sleep with

[Chorus]
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (Only you)
Said I'd rather pimp with you (I'd rather pimp you babay)
I'd rather pimp youooh yeaaaaaaah (uhhhhhhhhhh)
Said I'd rather pimp with you

[Verse Three]
Do you wanna be in my Lexus coupe smoked out,
With them tinted windows next to you
Riding tight catchin the best of views
And dont be scared to gimme a clue on whatcha wanna do
Cuz I'm a playa so I say what I feel is true
Cuz I done been around the things that you going through
And God made hard things girl for me and you ( and me and you)
Just when a nigga get some mints we got the sex through
So playas one and two from ??? never made through them past years
Take pause pull outta glass here
And now we can toast to our new careers
And forget about the jealous thing
Our love in the game and how yo girls trying to rub on my thing
And I aint worried about you ruinin my name
Cuz you never seen much cream in life
Only what you dreamed in life
And when they itching me right
You be there grippin me tight
Holdin me high
Cuz I'd rather be pimpin you tonight

I'd rather pimp with youohh (yeahhhhhhh) (Only you babayyy)
Said I'd rather pimp with youuuuuuuuuuuuuu ahhhhhhhh

I'd rather pimp with youuuu (yeahhh)
Said I'd rathaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Said I'd rather with youuuuuuuuuuuu

Baby baby dont you knooooooooooow
Ahhhhhhh

I'd rather pimp youohhh youohhh youohhh youohhh youohhh
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh