The Diplomats (Dipset)

The Diplomats (Dipset) - So Free lyrics

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s.a.s

DipSet.....KillA!

....REPHAN....





-We ain't the usual we more than that crew that bang

This is s.a.s. DipSet Euro gang

This is east to west north south movin thangs

This is stretch cash comeback like boomerang

This is london, no not the dungeon

This is lump sum shuttin rocks in abundance

This is street life, and its deep riiighht?

when the 3 strikes hit ya chest like a reef high





All day long I sling, I'm so free like the song I sing, I'm soo freee likeee

Alex Haley retracing his roots

I'm free, like the haze in the booth inhale it then POOF

I'm free like a mixtape rapper that just ain't known

free like a right hand man that just came home I'm free

I'm free like somethin for nothin and I'ma keep on stuntin and frontin

I'm so freee like





You had enough yet?

I had a thug rep, way before New York. the drugs and the blood sets

and I get love fuck this industry, I'm reppin every nigga in these streets

so scream at me

I been known braggin ..with Jim Jones flaggin in that new benzo wagon

I won't stop makin heads bop in this zone

the watch face full of bedrocks and flintstonesss I'm gone





Do you believe that you free from this earth?

like a still born seed when conceiding its birth

until I reach in the shirt you deep in the dirt

you can't rest in peace till you sleep in a hearse (r.i.p.)

seek and you find, look bruv i'll reach you in time

and for my brehs locked in the box for free in their mind

right now I'm freeing my mind my season to shine

This year I shock rocks in the block I'm deep on my grind and all I say is









slowed you haters, show you the old school vapors

niggaz please shit I'm free like the local papers

vocals greater, I don' believe in these guys

shit I hunger the truth but they feedin me lies

sick to my stomach so I spit sicker than vomit

I'm free like "here bruv take a hit of this chronic"

and as they blowin the L I show them as well

we gonna make it to heaven cuz we goin through hell so yell

that I'm free...cuz I'm free....KIllA..S.a.S.....euro.....DipSet..lets go





I was twirled in refered to a whirlwind

grew up in a whirlwind dude on thorough gin

thats why long as the world spin

that bentley with the engine and the trunk from berlin, I'm curled in

smirkin, seats is sherlin, surely I'm sure shit shorty tell ya girlfriends

in traffic jammin with pearl rims

its magic magician I'm Merlin









but in the hood, I can tell you the saga

to eat theres beef on the menu theres drama

but you punksters punkin y'all ain't punkin me

with car cables y'all still ain't jumpin me

you had the 9 the AK a garbage truck

took a shit shit you still wouldn't dump on me

all the hatin they statin nothin get done to me

I still sit comfortably

tell niggaz nothins Free..KILLA
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