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JUELZ SANTANA lyrics : "Dipset (Santana's Town)"

(feat. Cam'Ron)

[Cam'Ron x15]

Dip Set

[Chorus]

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs

Who you wit, wit
Throw up your set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)


[Verse One: Juelz Santana]
Hang with gangs, that hang and bang

Animals, arrangatangs, hammers move, bangers bang
Damn, it's new the game done changed
I got a whole selection, a whole collection

A ho selection of my ho collection
And I'm big pimpin', stick givin', quick shiftin'
Listen, this isn't, no damn game in here (Oww)

Yeah, the whole byrd gang's in here, like Kurt Kobain was here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm dangerous yeah, brainless yeah, stainless yeah
Aim to kill yeah, bangers yeah, y'all some dead mother...

And my diddy-pop, barge through the city blocks
Hard with the pretty glock, charge and you getting shot
Diddy to the bar, hard make her give a shot

Get a broad, get here hot, get her home give her (Oww)
Go,it's your birthday
Go, go drink it girl, it's###ming, I know you're thirsty

Harlem's my birthplace, tombstone birth place
Doomsday, goonsday, Tuesday to Thursday


[Chorus]
Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set

Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set

Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

[Verse Two: Juelz Santana]

Jump, stomp, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, OKAY
I'm lo-lo from the block again

Po-po and the cops again, no !@$* but they @@#!ing them
Four-fos and glocks and them
They the paparrazi, they the livest posses

Kamakazi, !@(^, !@(^, copy papi
I'm a baller baller, you're not at all a baller
That's why I scored your daughter, left her home, call her, call her

I'm in the low BM, yeah, with your old BM
You smoke the Os and M, trojans and petroleums
Yeah, and that's just incase the ho ain't safe

Take it off, bend it over, throw it in, work it, work it
Oops, squirt it, squirt
Oops, oopsy dais, ohh I'm crazed

Cho-cho train, co-ca mane, Zulu Gang
I'm old school like Bambatta, no man's hotta
The damn dadda, I jam proper, your man's not a


[Chorus]
Juelz, Dip Dip

Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit

Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)


Santana, Killa, Jim Jones, Freaky
Killa, you already know what it is
My man Juelz Santana, that boy got that crack man

Diplomat Records man

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