Juelz Santana

Juelz Santana - 45th &; Broadway lyrics

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Yeah, Jones(Eastside) DIPSET! Capo, that's right, you know what we came to do, bring that motherfucking drama nigga, DIPSET, we ballin' any questions asked you motherfuckers don't want it (on 45th & broadway) I promise, I got my team with me: Santana Fuck that(Where we at)on 45th & broadway!

Batters up, Let 'em know what's going on in the hood.





Ayo I stay on this avenue I slang on this avenue

YUP, shit, niggas don't play on this avenue

Yeah we all about yeyo on this avenue

The dimes off the block

We about weight on this avenue

And when it gets late on this avenue

Is like Pakistan a Corrade on this avenue

And don't let them scream hora pero

Cuz you gon' see all the mero

Como Pendejo Ima take you to that old school flow

When they didn't say coke they use the word blow

Everyone was sniffin' like it was ya tradition

But I was watchin pop cookin it up in the kitchen

Learn, tryna whip it

I learn how to mix it

Make you come back, a number that it isn't

Now i'm in the pimpin

These hoes that i'm hittin'

They know i want my money

So my money they be getting





DIPSET DIPSET on 45th & Broadway

Til' the wheels fall off

You know a cent aint gon' ride

on 45th & Broadway, Eastside till we die

We got coke for sell, 

dope to sell, oye is going brazy

Now we going to jail

Either way we all going to hell

on 45th & Broadway

(TAJ MAHAL! batters up)





Me & Jimmy Jones that home away from home

In the black G single Browsy trippin my phone

(yo What's good)

First I'm callin up  the senate

Then popin my clip got the mack in the stash 

In case you suckas start trippin

Everybody looking at me jealous turn around

Fly young rich niggas with mint to the ground

Semi G's in the back and he rollin' up that fire

Courtesy of Shy Buff see the haze got em higher

When the 808 get drum, make the club get crunk

We got bottles of Sizzle,

If you Want it come and get some

See on Broadway we got drugs of all source

I can meet you at the palace

Is like the king of New York

Picked up a Pase on 45th & Broadway

Land of them OJ's, cocaine and more haze

I was leaning like we riding on a flat

It was me Browsy, T-Money & Jim was on the back

Went up town Jimmy but shit was kind of dead

So niggas said fuck it let's go speep upstate

And we always fresh to death

The crew you can't forget

The Senate in the Diplomats

Tearin' up the Set YUP!









Seal, grip your sleeves and Pistol diss-o

Up in the hundred thousand with whips and breez-o

The same thing tryna get the keys-o

Police traffic up and down like a see-saw

And stay cool cuz is hotter than fish creek

Your eyes open when you're out on a six strak

You know the rules when i ride with the big heat

On 45th poppin out of a big Jeep

The drug related killing 

The thugs play the billing

Police running up and down

Cuff you for chillin

Bring out your 30-30

They'll raise you for a birdie

Have you in them tombs and cage you like a birdie

Broadway don't play your threatrical

In Broadway we spray and we clappin' you (BRAA!)

The more yayo,haze, blaze the rational (DIMELO!)

In that way We'll be back for you. JONES!









You know what this is the new black panthers, the movement Dipset, dipset, til the wheels fall off (Eastside) Motherfucking biatch! Yeah you hear the 808 Now? Bounce! Bo-Bounce! yeah that's right eastside up in this bitch, that's Jones that's Taj Mahal, Santana, Dipset the Clergy, the new black panthers, Free Zeeky, Free motherfuckin Chika Li, Rell welcome home in that shaking nest we on motherfucking 45th & broadway!









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