The Diplomats, Cam’ron, Juelz Santana, Jim Jones - DJ Enuff Freestyle lyrics

Uh, yo let's start the year off right man
(That birthday shit, huh)
Dipset man, Jim Jones, Santana, Killa
Freekey enuff let's do it (Killa) , uh

Up in al merjah, it's foul murders
Turkeys to cow burgers dakota Al Murder
Child if you style or a wild splurger
Stay away okay, Mr giles'll hurt ya
(I hurt ya)
I ain't go to school, stayed the hell at home
(why?)
Into real estate dog, I seen hella homes
(what you do?)
You was selling out, I seen hella homes
(what else?) selling dreams to the phone
I could sell a tone
Plus a science lab, I mix mecuricolm
With silicone, fella, in a vanilla cone
(what happened?)
In school he would play the recorder
Nowadays he works for Feds
And plays his recorder (flute ass nigga)
You think he placing and taking his order
Marking the bills, JV, tasting the water
(fuck that) we duct taping his daughter
That’s the taping they taught us
In addition add the eighth and the quarters
Get it? (get it?)
In addition ma, yeah you get it dog
Gets an addiction, kitchen
Whipping and flipping raw (raw)
Get it all off the kitchen floor (floor)
My bag is the baggest of baggies
Ask me what I'm bitching for (what?)
What a bitch is for
This could put the is and or (or)
Furs, his and hers
Bitch don't bitch and whore (whore)
No disrespect mama, no disrespect at all
In a year or two maybe you can get a store
You should honor my corps
You want a Honda Accord
I'm trying to turn you into entrepreneurs
(what's that?) that's a real friend (what?)
That's a homie, right? (right)
Right, true, I feel that it's only right
(what) that I live the Life of Riley
I done did knives in allies, pipes in rallies
(what you do now?)
Now I catch flights to Cali
Lookin for a wife to spouse me
I pipe her proudly (what she do?)
She understands my life get rowdy
I'm the Sensei, comprende? You iced me, Audi

Uh, let's get down holla at'cha boy, Dipset
Yo, now I done been on both side of the fence
(yup) i done been on both sides of the gate
Survived and escaped (what else?)
Look at me now man, I'm driving away
Thinking 'bout my old teachers
Who said I'll rot and decay (never)
I go back and beep the horn at 'em
Blowing that Cheech and Chong at 'em
Yelling, screaming the boy's platinum
It all happened so fast
They all imagined I'll crash
But I did, straight through the wall, I'm Bad
Like Michael was, see what the cycle does
360 spin around, I'm the new kid in town
Yeah it's coming soldier
April's the month it's over
Yeah, your run is over
The album is done I told ya
What a classic I made, I look up, see Cam
See the game, what a path that he made
Uh, a beautiful mind trapped in the shade
Cracking codes of the man
That only stands in the back of my brain
At last I done came up with a great aim
True author like the great
Dr malachi York was

You can't respect the mind of jewels
And this new ride movement
If you don't respect the mind of dudes
In this too live movement
Me and Killa we like umm
Those two guys moving (for sure)
I95 south dirty, with a two pies moving
(holla) trying to increase our delightment
Trying to keep the excitement
But it's hard as bullshiting game
Cause a secret indictments
For you co-conspirators
And you co-conspirators (watch it)
Be easy on the phone dog
Cause you know they hearing us
You style on them bitches
Cause you know they steering us
This picture is so easy to draw
Stopping, freezing them whores
Then we speed off in cars (watch it)
Yeah we freezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw
G's up, hoes down, Eastside to my dogs
(Eastside)
All the time man, thanks for even asking
Oh we been seen in Aspen (where you at?)
In a pool house, the hot tub
With that steam relaxing
And we been seen in action
Keep the fiends collapsing
You know thirsty, and they
Nodding and leaning, scratching
To see me and my actions, I cruise by
In the Beamer just laughing (ha ha)
I lived that rocky road
I copped the papi's load
It was like copping gold
I shut the papi's stove, I hit the strip dog
I see the cops get low
Now I'm living the life
I got the stopping code (spin it)
Big cars, big stars, like it's Rock 'n Roll
(Rock 'n Roll) let's rock and roll
(rock and roll, rock and roll)

Dipset, this is Jim Jones man, Capo status
Santana, Killa the Don
The album coming, March, nigga
Diplomatic Immunity, Enuff, heavy hitters
Happy birthday nigga, Zekey, where you at?