[Juelz Santana:]

Dipset bitch 

Juelz Santana (yeah) 

2004 its a brand new muthafuckin year 

i hope you know that (you already know) 

And we are in total control once a-muthafuckin-gain nigga (ook) 

Dipset in the building 

Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Killa muthafuckin Cam, Freeky Zeeky 



[Juelz Santana:]

Live from the bottom of the pot where crack is cooked at 

Im back like cooked crack 

and i rap like cooked crack 

and dats a good match 

and dats cum good crack 

My gun hotter then the stove is on 

So hot even i thought the stove was on 

But the stove was off 

i was jus rolling hot 

i was jus rome the block 

Hard body im a rolling block 

Dodge squally, i dont know the cops 

I dont know them rats 

No, i dont condone in that 

Im in my zone infact, aint no holing back 

The 4'll mac when the beefin is on 

Niggas cheat when its on 

Niggas get reef wen its on 

They cant believe when its on but its me wen its on(pooh) 

But it is and this is what i do so 

What it is, what is be, whats the sccop yo 

Normally i dont ask that 

Normally i just blast that but you an exception pussy 

Ya girl told me you jus obsessed with pussy and you cant fuck you just upset the pussy 

Im sumthin mean to watch 

my machine'll pop 

life off ya halipino top 

Now i've been seen in drop coops oops 

Radar ditectors(poop poop) 

You cant catch me copper 

You just upset me copper 

Im on a jet ski copper(haha) 



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Now if this aint gangsta and that aint gangsta then what is gangsta 

Nigga i am gangsta, who aint gangsta, you aint gangsta 



[Jim Jones:]

The truth is im what the games been needin 

Food for thought, the fuck man you lames been eating (them lies) 

I move, the streets do follow 

I speed race, not through the streets (why) cuz police do follow 

so watch em 

These niggas throw flappy and sick(thats right) 

We young cold flashy and rich 

Plus we gun hoe and spz on a bitch 

Cuz we dont pay for the pussy 

The beef cum we dont lay for the pussy 

Fuck em, Watch em, got em, spot em, pop em, drop em(lay em down) 

Now Lord forgive us(pray for us) 

Gangstas(say what) We all religious 

And y'all wangstas i swear you give us the shivers 

Dipset, the new black panthers 

the boys ask us questions man we do not answer 

Life's too short for me to pull my pants up 

Im tryna let my nuts hang, system out the truck bang bang 

Thats Certified Gangsta 

You heard about me well then you heard about gangsta 

Ill beat the brace off a nigga 

but im tryna keep the tapes off a nigga 

To get rich we do whatever we have to do 

And when we hit the hood our bregins be grabbin you 

Foul hundreds the 7th's Avenue 

And niggas feel the pressure whenever we mashin through 



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[Bezel:]

You aint gangsta, Listen up 

I grip a pump, squeeze 3 

and have any OG bitchin up 

Man he a missing chump 

And if not the big glock, our big shots so doc cant stith him up 

Im from the city wher its easy to make do 

Easy to bake Hoes 

its easy to make 4's 

you gettin them pencils 

the pigs and the checks know 

nex week theyll have you sittin on stake road 

From HOC to CF to CF 

cant hold me im prone to this BS 

So imagine Bez on the phone gettin key check 

fresh outta DC lampin in the GS 

Thats how niggas do go get a clip or 2 

fifth or glock, get a block, hit the spot, flip a few 

And for a brick or 2 

the led i carry, shit 

im reditary, and ya kids could get it too 



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