paroles de chanson Beautiful Noise - Jimmy Jones , Cam'ron , The Diplomats
Charlemagne,
told
ya,
I
got
ya,
nigga,
holla
My
homey,
Cash,
well,
he
gone
for
five
Send
my
prayers,
do
your
thing,
I′ll
be
goin'
for
mine
Shit,
we
live
life
to
the
fullest
365
nights
on
the
strike
That′s
a
bullet
Shit,
and
uncle
Ricky
got
a
month
and
some
change
And
it
feels
like
the
garbage
truck
just
dumpin'
the
pain
All
on
my
shoulders,
I'm
warnin′
my
soldiers
The
nights
could
get
chilly,
the
morning′s
much
colder
I've
seen
summers
get
cold
And
niggas
do
it
up
until
the
point
and
they
done
and
they
fold
They
can′t
succumb
to
the
cold
Toes
are
frostbitten,
up
north
sittin'
Just
like
some
fuckin′
lost
kittens
They
get
locked
up
for
carryin',
boy
Doin′
time
underground,
up
in
Marion,
boy
Shit,
I
respect
you
You
do
your
time
like
Gotti
And
come
home
like
that
Marion
boy,
holla
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
'em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
'em)
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
′em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
′em,
hug'em)
I
gotta
keep
strivin′,
I
gotta
keep
movin'
I
gotta
keep
grindin′,
If
this
was
the
road
and
I
was
a
trucker
Well
shit,
man,
I
gotta
keep
drivin'
(goin′
my
way)
Through
the
lies
and
deception,
had
to
ride
through
neglection
I'm
an
insomnia
addict,
up
all
night,
Pops
and
Moms
was
an
addict
Shit,
my
puffin'
scums
is
a
habit
I
need
me
a
contingency
plan
Pops
with
the
syringe
in
his
hand
He
was
leanin′
and
noddin′
Uncle
Ricky,
your
mission
is
like
Afeni
was
Robin
Shit,
you
should've
seen
the
apartment
All
I
ever
wanted
was
franks
and
beans,
I
was
starvin′
Crack
fiends
on
the
carpet,
shit
But
if
it
wasn't
for
grandma,
I
swear
I′m
in
love
with
my
grandma,
that's
why
I
only
does
it
for
grandma
That′s
when
I
roll
in
the
street,
I
pray
She
covers
me
from
the
crown
of
my
head
to
the
sole
of
my
feet
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
'em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
'em)
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
′em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
′em)
I
figured
it's
means
as
a
minor,
look
at
the
foods
and
fibers
The
dude
with
the
cubes
will
snipe
ya
More
tools
then
snider,
exclusive
writer
The
jewels
are
fire,
I
learned
don′t
fool
with
rider
from
Pop
I
don't
need
a
gun,
just
a
screwdriver
Two
tires,
two
pliers,
a
wrench
an′
a
few
wires,
shit
I
take
them
all
from
the
buyers
Far
fire,
all
from
a
lighter,
call
me
MacGyver
Need
a
rehab,
I'll
call
up
Shania
Bitch,
hungry?
Good,
we
gonna
stall
in
papayas
Take
your
recession
special,
yeah,
you
less
then
special
Me
an′
Jim
Jones,
extra
special,
check
it
Dre
to
Snoop,
Gotti
to
Ja
Dame
to
Jigga,
Puff
to
Big,
D
n'
Y
Doggy,
you
next
up,
get
your
respect
up
Or
a
vest
can't
protect
you
when
I
hit
you
in
your
chest,
duck
Them
big
heads
done
pushed
me
You
gotta
be
sex,
dickheads
is
pussy,
Killa
I
bring
the
hammers
to
the
gunfight
One
night
stand,
only
standin′
for
one
night
Doggy,
′cause
when
it
come
to
that
cash
No,
homo,
I
will
jump
in
that
ass,
jumpin'
jack
flash
Then
jump
in
that
jag,
jumpsuit,
jump
back
for
the
coroner
I
have
you
jump
in
that
bag,
come
with
that
cash
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
′em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
'em)
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
′em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
'em)
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
′em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
'em)
You
got
weed?
(Smoke
it)
You
got
dice?
(Roll
it)
You
got
guns?
(Shoot
it)
You
got
a
ho?
(Stroke
it)
You
got
money?
(Spend
it)
You
got
cars?
(Whip
'em)
You
caught
a
bid?
(Do
it)
You
got
kids?
(Love
′em,
hug
′em)
Album
Cam'Ron Presents The Diplomats - Diplomatic Immunity (Explicit Version)
date de sortie
25-03-2003
1 Who I Am
2 Ground Zero
3 Real Ni***s
4 More Than Music
5 Beautiful Noise
6 Dipset Anthem
7 Hey Ma (Remix)
8 Hell Rell (Interlude)
9 This Is What I Do
10 Gangsta
11 Hell Rell Freestyle
12 I Really Mean It
13 My Love
14 Purple Haze
15 The First
16 Juelz Santana
17 DJ Enuff Freestyle
18 What's Really Good
19 I'm Ready
20 Bout It Bout It..., Part III
21 Built This City
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