Diplomats - Dipset Anthem Lyrics
[juelz santana]Oh, come on, ***** with your boyIts santana, heatmakers, where we at?Let me see you through thisKilla, jones, freakayYeah man, Im back at itTodays a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcaseGo uptown to harlem, tell em that I sent yaTell em its august, Im gon til novemberI need a couple birds, get a broad, have em sent upCall my bird, get my broad have her sent up (please)Call my niggaz, call my squad, have em sent up (please)I see a town Im likinSee some niggas getting money in a town I like itI run up on them with the pound and light itLike its my block now, all right kid?He understood me quite clearThen that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right earAnd I got back to my business, back to my *****esBack to the kitchen, that pyrex visionPop, I let that white stuff sit inGet hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchinYeah Im sorry but this is how Im livinAnd this is how Im getting, ***** how I get itHey![chorus: juelz santana]I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handlesListening to gangsta musicI stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin the channelsWatching how the gangstas do itI stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandlesWatching shaft, clocking math[juelz santana]Now I see death around the cornerGotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?Nope, its the city where the skinny niggas ride.45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeahLick a shot for big pop and pac, yeahOne more for shyne locked inside, yeahTwo more for cam, for taking over the rocYeah, yeah, its my yearSo, okay, okay, okay, yall cant ***** with me, no wayJose or hector camachoTech blows and watch yo chest close and tacosMother*****er Im the best, I told yall beforeI should yall before, ey![chorus: juelz santana]I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handlesListening to gangsta musicI stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin the channelsWatching how the gangstas do itI stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandlesWatching shaft, clocking math[camron]Im on the westside of chicago, lookin for a bust downAnd make me put my two arms up, touchdown!You stay in touch now, but when I tough downIm like buckshot shorty, you better duck downYeah I must clown, Im from harlem, uptownWhere we flash money, take your ***** and ask you, what now?Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckinSwallow my kids, go and kiss they cousinYes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppetsWorst then that, they go home and kiss they husbandThat shits disgustingKeep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons bugginThis on my wrist is nothingTo me its just yellow hearts and pink diamondsWhere I get the money for this? dont think rhyminYou *****ing with pablo, bravo, mario via bolo ho, ta-to[chorus: juelz santana]I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handlesListening to gangsta musicI stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin the channelsWatching how the gangstas do itI stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandlesWatching shaft, clocking math
