busta rhymes
diamond in the ruff
 yeah you know what i'm sayin' like got a lot of these ma'fuckin' sucka ass niggas niggas be havin' fallouts with they niggas over these bitches that ain't gangster nigga i don't give a fuck right or wrong i ain't never stop fuckin' with one of my niggas over a bitch might not never! might not never! know what i'm sayin'? i'll tell you my story nigga listen. we started out moving niddicks worked our way up to briddicks on the block holdin' fiddiffs hustlin' 'til the sun show beef came let the guns blow movin' like bros sharin' one soul nigga fuck around and messed up young hoe knew she was a slob still gave the bitch a son though stupid dirt-bomb bitch tryin' to holler hittin' me on facebook creepin' tryin' to swallow but don't let your homie know keep it on the low boo came to you like a real nigga and i showed you you went back and told a bitch right after i told you so she flipped the shit around now you lookin' funny stopped comin' 'round now you actin' all funny don't even pick up the phone for a nigga unless it's money shittin' on your man got me feelin' like a dummy never thought you would play me for some bunny fucked nigga you know the real love come before the riches you know the saying nigga money over bitches even better bros over hoes only sucka ass niggas sell they souls over gold can't put a price on integrity naw - flippin' over hoes homie never me naw - 'cause i'm what you call a real nigga if you ain't that we ain't even tryin' to deal with ya pussy. yeuh watch me aye okay i think about her every now and then i think about the time we used to spend i think about the trips we used to take i think about the love we used to make i think about i think about our first and last date i think about how we can never be i think about how we never agreed unh unh unh look look why i'm thinking 'bout her crazy ass? cause she a diamond in the ruff and i can't let it pass still in college still live with her mama but she don't let a nigga pay when i say that i got it when she goin' through hard times i put dough in her pocket she take it out give it to me then tell me to stop it she say she got her own dreams and her own goals and all i need is your support down the long road i told her that she got that that's why she never on the market 'cause i locked that yeuh - yeuh