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Diamond - "The Hiatus (Remix)"
Lyrics to The Hiatus (Remix) : (feat. Cru) Aight [Echos and fades away] (Remix, remix, remix, remix, remix) Yeah [Echos and fades away] (Remix, remix, remix, remix, remix) [Diamond] Yo, I make people congregate like Im off to a light Roll at least 20 deep like Im off to a fight Frontin off fake MCs, busy caught in the hype I sleep all day long, let em off in the night Recline with dimes and chill, and blow me a breeze While your broke ass is home eat-in bologna and cheese Feelin like an idi but its only the trees Beat-in your girl in the head, please loan me the keys While I be at the Poconos, strokin hoes I had the wing-on shorty, and left his ass with a broken nose Jelly cause I pull cinn-i-mon buns, I dig em out on the first night [Chadio] Right' Hit em and run [Diamond] But not, without my rain coat I continue to stack legal tender, while other MCs remain broke You lame jokes, came close, cause you hate us No longer on a hiatus [Chorus] La-La-Lah-la-la La-la-Lah-la-la La-La-Lah-la--la-la [Echos and fades away] [Ladies, ladies, ladies] La-La-Lah-la-la La-la-Lah-la-la La-La-Lah-la--la-la [Chadio] Chadio What chall know about the home, or the hop, to the hip What chall know about the home, or the glock, and the clip BX, where I, see techs and G checks Fightin and squeeze with the natural re-flex Cru baby, forget about if, ands, and maybes Bitin the seeds who like to bi-catch rabies Bustin at all we try to bring the damn fall See life aint all about rhymes and ram ball Its deeper than that, so Im keepin the gat Caught the evilest ones, who wanna sneak an attack Come back like that cooked up crack and glass pot Hot like you be sittin up in the hash spot Blwowin spots like malator cocktail Steal mic-ro-phones and lead glock shells Bronx born, Bronx bred and Bronx raised If you Bronx torn, Bronx dead in the Bronx grave Its all about my daughter, I wanna be able to say "Ill order a champagne 5 and a quarter" So long live Cru and the Diamond in the Ruff Section, we keep protection, never bluff [Chorus] [Yogi] Im infinite as an SP-loo, Im feelin my self Bronx with the shine and Im Bronx with the rhyme And if Im Bronx with the crime nada, but over niggas With my Lex and my Range Rover, nigga I keep real simple now for all yall slow niggas You can-not see me Chad or Diamond D Yogi got that, like "Baby got back" Like Yogi got crack, lacin tracks to make it love all these gats (yeah) Yall dont wanna catch a pitch thats wild But I wanna catch a bitch that wild, and show that bitch my style In the meanwhile its all about the hiatus, remix Diamond laced I love the attention when playas hate us BX body X-rays but I cant Givin your riot a center phobia BX bringin extra The love of what, like we be Diggin In The Crates, for tracks Well be diggin in the crates for decks But as I hit, a lot of real shit, I spit As real as this tape Im rhyming on, I quit I have you know my Mansa I have you wearing red socks like Boston Thats my trick-a-down, ill [Chorus] [ The Hiatus (Remix) Lyrics ]
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