Juelz Santana ft. Cam’ron - Dipset (Santana's Town) Lyrics

Dipset in the building (Killa)
Juelz, you on ya own, man
Let's go

Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Juelz (Dipset)

Juelz, Dip, Dip (yeah, yeah)
Santana, Set, Set
What he grip, grip? (Yeah)
Nigga, TEC, TECs (let's go)
Who you wit', wit'? (It's Santana, Killa)
Throw up yo' set
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, what? (Oww) (Dipset in this motherfucker)
Juelz, Dip, Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip
Nigga, TEC, TECs
Who you wit', wit'?
Throw up yo' set
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, what? (Oww)

Yeah (yeah)

Yo, I be with a gang of gangs who hang and bang
Animals, orangutans, hammers move, bangers bang
Damnit, dude, the game has changed
I got a whole selection (yeah), a whole collection (yeah)
A ho selection (yeah), of my ho collection (yeah)
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 Cobain was here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oww)
And I'm dangerous, yeah, brainless, yeah, stainless, yeah
Aim and kill, yeah, bang it, yeah (y'all some dead motherfuckers) (oww)
And my Diddy Bop, barge through the city blocks
Hard with the pretty Glock, dodge and you gettin' shot
Then it's to the bar, hard liquor, get a shot
Get a broad, get her hot, get her home, give her cock (oww)
Go, it's your birthday, go, go
Drink it, girl, it's cummin', I know you're thirsty (oww)
Harlem's my birthplace (oww), tombstone dirt place (oww)
Doomsday, goonsday, Tuesday to Thursday (oww) (ayy)

Juelz, Dip, Dip
Santana, Set, Set
What he grip, grip?
Nigga, TEC, TECs
Who you wit', wit'?
Throw up yo' set
Dipset (yeah), Dipset, Dipset, what? (Oww) (yeah)
Juelz, Dip, Dip
Santana, Set, Set
What he grip, grip?
Nigga, TEC, TECs
Who you wit', wit'?
Throw up yo' set
Dipset (c'mon), Dipset (c'mon), Dipset (c'mon), what? (Oww)

Uh, jump, stomp, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, okay (oww)
I'm lo' lo' from the block again
Po' po' and the cops again
No homo, but they cocking them
.44s and Glocks and them
They the paparazzi ('razzi), they the livest posses (posses)
Kamikaze, Nazi, Nazi, 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 (oww)
I'm in the low BM (BM), yeah, with your old BM
Weed smoke and Ozium, Trojans and petroleum
Yeah, and that's just in case the whole is thin
Take it off, bend it over, throw it in
Work it, work it, oops, squirt it, squirt
Oops, oopsy dais', boo, I'm crazed
Choo-choo train, co-ca mane, Zulu Gang
I'm old school like Bambatta, no man's hotter
The damn dadda, I jam proper, your man's nada (oww)

Juelz, Dip, Dip
Santana, Set, Set
What he grip, grip?
Nigga, TEC, TECs
Who you wit', wit'?
Throw up yo' set
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, what? (Oww)
Juelz, Dip, Dip
Santana, Set, Set
What he grip, grip
Nigga, TEC, TECs
Who you wit', wit'?
Throw up yo' set
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset, what? (Oww)

Santana, Killa, Jim Jones, Freekey
Killa, you already know what it is
My man Juelz Santana
That boy got that crack, man
Diplomat Records, man