"INDICTMENT DIAMONDS" lyrics

I get this feeling when the pros come back (I swear)
It's somethin' 'bout a nigga dick make the hoes come back (Mwah)
Boy, you still living with your mama, you too old for that (You too old for that)
Give me the head, don't wanna fuck, I'm too blowed for that (I'm too blowed)
Fuck with a lame bitch, I'm too on for that
Niggas backdooring they own mans, what you on for that? (What you on?)
Left my ex-bitch, she keep saying, "You wrong for that" (I'm gone, Meech)
Smelling like money, she keep asking, "What cologne is that?"

Sometimes a nigga feel like I'm 'posed to rap
Sometimes a nigga feel like, "Bring the shoulder strap"
Niggas tellin' like it ain't nothin' wrong with that (Rat)
Keep my heart locked away far, can't get close to that (Can't get close to that)
Can't even sleep 'cause the money keep calling me (Brrt)
Thoughts of dying just like my pops make it hard to sleep (Yeah)
Put a sight on that AR, I can hardly see (I can't sleep)
You can't even trust your fam if you fall asleep (Can't trust 'em)
Demon after demon, my past keep haunting me
If I really want your chain, it get brought to me (Bring it here)
If I really want it all, they take it off of him
Turn around for thirty-four, we call 'em Hakeem (Olajuwon)
Hit the dope with a hook, I call it Kareem
When I get paid off half tracks, I call it a stream (Yeah)
Niggas buyin' all these SIs and callin' it bling (Ice, ice)
Hit one of you niggas with the TEC, now they callin' him Sheen

I get this feeling when the pros come back (I swear)
It's somethin' 'bout a nigga dick make the hoes come back (Mwah)
Boy, you still living with your mama, you too old for that (You too old for that)
Give me the head, don't wanna fuck, I'm too blowed for that (I'm too blowed)
Fuck with a lame bitch, I'm too on for that (I'm too on for that)
Niggas backdooring they own mans, what you on for that? (What you on?)
Left my ex-bitch, she keep saying, "You wrong for that" (I'm gone)
Smelling like money, she keep asking, "What cologne is that?"

Indictment diamonds on the neck and we gon' kill for that (Gon' get you)
If your bitch out here loose, you need to chill on that (Let that bitch go)
We hit the fent like O'Reilly, put a bill on that (A hundred)
Do this shit with my eyes closed, take skill for that (It take skill for that)
Half a ticket on the 'Gram, make a reel for that
I just poured a half a pint, need a meal with that (Lamb chops)
Sixteen lines of the Wock', come with a seal with that (A whole one)
I'll put your face on a shirt, I'm for real with that (Blaow)
I'ma be rich in a minute, should I spell it out?
Get the mouth from her, then that's it, I'ma Jeff her out (I'm gone)
Ridin' with the pack, but it's wrapped, they can't smell it out (They can't sniff it)
Some of you niggas be like Tre, talkin' 'bout, "Let me out" (Let me out, dog)
Sometimes I feel these Percocets make me mellow out (Calm me down)
Put one of you lil' niggas to bed, bring the pillow out
If it's too far to drive, I'ma send 'em out (I'ma send 'em)
If you want more than that, I can set a mountain, nigga (Phew)

I get this feeling when the pros come back (I swear)
It's somethin' 'bout a nigga dick make the hoes come back (Mwah)
Boy, you still living with your mama, you too old for that (You too old for that)
Give me the head, don't wanna fuck, I'm too blowed for that (I'm too blowed)
Fuck with a lame bitch, I'm too on for that
Niggas backdooring they own mans, what you on for that? (What you on?)
Left my ex-bitch, she keep saying, "You wrong for that" (I'm gone)
Smelling like money, she keep asking, "What cologne is that?"

(Meech)