[Lyric] Diamonds (Fat Joe, DJ Drama & Cool N Dre)

[Intro: Fat Joe]
Mother fucking biggest
I swear
We the mother fucking biggest
(Forever)

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Pain don't care about sun, put your lights out
Know how many homies I see die when it's nice out?
I'm the Big Daddy Kane with the raw fool
Now whatchu want huh, dope or dog food
Keep it a kilo, no one's as hard as me
Birthed out the water, started charging fees
Surfing Maybachs kinda hard to breathe
So we post it on the Gram for the Gods to see
Too G, Dapper Dan designed me
Been fresh man since the class of '93
Caesars with Merrick, pull up a chair
Talking Le Bron James, them Ohio players (King shit)
It's common sense that I'm VIP
My wife pull up to the bank she don't need ID
Raise your cigarettes on a Sunday
Last to touch a 300-footer [?] Mondays
When the sun goes down that's the magic hour
The magic hour
[Verse 2: Dre]
Wait
And when you hear that D-R-E that's the madness hour
Look niggas mad it's ours
Yo, I caught my daughter staring at the Biggie piece on the wall
Within seconds teardrops started to fall
I'm sentimental
I'm from where they make it so hard to escape the devil
It's dark and hell is hot
I make dope drug dealers cop, spin the block
Play it safe, dealers stop
I hurt feelings before I kill them
I push buttons, drop bodies, Teflon Don John Gotti
I got 'em coming in a [?]
It's too late, I'm in your broad like toothpaste
Damn the bitch two-faced and talk too much
Only a few I look up to, Crack, Hov and Puff
And it's a must I touch a million plus
D-R-E top five talker (Talk your shit)
Slash rhyme spitter
Pie flippers they love my swagger, can I live
[?] spread like epidemic
Whenever we drop you niggas gon' get it
Peace god

[Outro: DJ Drama]
Get it yet?
Come on now you guys