Luyện nghe bài hát Dimonds on my chain

Diamonds in my damn chain! It ain't to tell!

Diamonds in my chain!
in my damn chain!
[Girl
I'm like ooh daddy, I see you do the thang
Got my vote, I'm feelin' ya
I you but, I really like your damn chain!

Diamonds In My Chain!
Diamonds In My Chain!
chorus]
It kinda explains the way she be
She my necklace so she started relaxin'
Now that's what the fuck I call a reaction!

[Fabolous 1]
Yo, you think you me now, wait until the light hit me
I bet the house girl spend the night with me
They gota love it, if not, I guess they haters
This kinda necklace'll on the investigators
ain't got one problem with this
Square facewatch look on the wrist
One white, one gold, one nice,
You can look but don't touch, might unload, now
I respect them thugs who get they on
But we squeeze set every that we be packin's long
Ya boy got the money we be stackin' on
Lotta carrots, not the Bugs Bunny snackin' on
Got 'em, gettin' close and, like I scooped up
The Titanic chain, from the bottom of the
I play diamonds well when I got dat jewelery on
They should call me Carat or maybe Canary Bonds

[Lil' verse 2]
Ahh! My is Weezy F Baby! Oww!
I don't do this, ha! Ok, I'm lyin'
Cuz these of mine, just sparkle like wine
I'm easy to find, In the darker time
I get so attention from ya' eyes, like signs
I'm, kushed out my mind, shots with lime
My necklace is a
And that bitch fine, that girl name
I call my jeweller up and tell "Make that girl a chain!"
I take that to Spain, she can't pronounce a thang'
And she got her on the side like fame
Her fetish is Lil' Wayne, I'm bombin' Hussein
But I'm that fire, now I my butane
Residin' on a plane, the sky is my
I'm in and out the country, passports, and
And tanktops, and sweet thoughts, sun shades, and private Airports
And of course... (Watchu got boy), I got...

[Fabolous 3]
Yo, maybe it's them VV's, 'cuz sets Susters'
Sit on the next bus that show on MTV
The waves on the chain, make a nigga fly the wings on a plane
When you in between 'em
Even when you clean em', when you see em'
Beemin' the tints when I'm sittin in the Phenom
Oops! I mean Phantom, my words got man
But tiger stripe, watch, make this bitch a Bengals fan
We all Jacob, check the shit he did
We spent more time, "Making The Band" than did
You feel my campaign, then drop old spouse
I'm out in DC, at the white and gold (White and gold house)
Wanna me love, secret service me with some of that Lewinsky Love
She saw the chain, baby brain, no ever since
Now that's what the fuck I call a good chain of events!

Diamonds on my damn chain! It hard to tell!