The Diplomats, S.A.S. , Jim Jones - Dutty Clap lyrics
[The Diplomats, S.A.S. , Jim Jones - Dutty Clap lyrics]
May been shifty, siz a nickle, pent me
What idiot boy, up on the strip
Try and stick me
He from Harlem, down the bricks
Then you know
We cop whips with kicks and pinstrip uno
Who wanna test? Mr don Dada
Who rough harder, to go sucka ya ma ma
See? Blow the track out
Just in the house now
Mandem shook out, gun the skin out ya
What you checker? You running your lip?
You get smoked like I'm bumming a spliff, you
Sonofabitch this is blitz town
And a sound boy will come one way
Spit rounds, on your town, then you run semi
Bluck papa, the doggin' top shotta
In love with fame or the stardom
Oh, now what's the remedy on all ties
Spit sixteen bars, the streets
Want more fire, see?
You with me, then clap clap
Keep moving yor back back
You doing it like that that
Stay and two in the track
(We flipping them baggies my niggas is aggie
From bricks in to hag me
It's fishy and bassy)
Spit in, juan, when you see that link is on
Got the linkest charm
By the time you blink it's gone
Aiyo, I run for it, your done off
My gun blow buck your aim
If you effin' around like Sonny Dames of
Sneezies man, believe me man
I'm off the, heezy and, got the greasy plan
Your crew sweet like a ishi man
That's why the youths on your
Street call you Chichi, man
I get respect in the streets
Smoking cess in the jeep
Sittin' back, sip the yac'
You be stressin' the freaks
Spittin' raps, not a skit on my meat
Cuz I'm thick from the
Fitted cap to the crest in my feet
I ain't conceited, believe it
I'm just fillin' I'm jake the pull Benz
Got the gyal dem feelin' the kid
Yo, I'm good to go, and it's evident fam
I leave the nigga Pon De
River like Elephant Man
Jim Jones a gangsta, stay blowned in gangsta
I'm rollin' that stanksta
The chrome on my tank truck
What? Enter in the slave roots
Fly til I die, like izzo in suade boots
Yeah, let's talk about ice
The chain on my neck
Looks like New York in it's lights
Cocaine on my jets
I'm a New Yorker for life
New porsche in white
Who thought of this life
Two wrongs make it right
I'mma get lost in the light
I speed in my cars
Outlaw all my life, police on my car
Cuz I don't pause for the light
I don't show no respect
Dipset out in Euro, SAS, we connect
What idiot boy, up on the strip
Try and stick me
He from Harlem, down the bricks
Then you know
We cop whips with kicks and pinstrip uno
Who wanna test? Mr don Dada
Who rough harder, to go sucka ya ma ma
See? Blow the track out
Just in the house now
Mandem shook out, gun the skin out ya
What you checker? You running your lip?
You get smoked like I'm bumming a spliff, you
Sonofabitch this is blitz town
And a sound boy will come one way
Spit rounds, on your town, then you run semi
Bluck papa, the doggin' top shotta
In love with fame or the stardom
Oh, now what's the remedy on all ties
Spit sixteen bars, the streets
Want more fire, see?
You with me, then clap clap
Keep moving yor back back
You doing it like that that
Stay and two in the track
(We flipping them baggies my niggas is aggie
From bricks in to hag me
It's fishy and bassy)
Spit in, juan, when you see that link is on
Got the linkest charm
By the time you blink it's gone
Aiyo, I run for it, your done off
My gun blow buck your aim
If you effin' around like Sonny Dames of
Sneezies man, believe me man
I'm off the, heezy and, got the greasy plan
Your crew sweet like a ishi man
That's why the youths on your
Street call you Chichi, man
I get respect in the streets
Smoking cess in the jeep
Sittin' back, sip the yac'
You be stressin' the freaks
Spittin' raps, not a skit on my meat
Cuz I'm thick from the
Fitted cap to the crest in my feet
I ain't conceited, believe it
I'm just fillin' I'm jake the pull Benz
Got the gyal dem feelin' the kid
Yo, I'm good to go, and it's evident fam
I leave the nigga Pon De
River like Elephant Man
Jim Jones a gangsta, stay blowned in gangsta
I'm rollin' that stanksta
The chrome on my tank truck
What? Enter in the slave roots
Fly til I die, like izzo in suade boots
Yeah, let's talk about ice
The chain on my neck
Looks like New York in it's lights
Cocaine on my jets
I'm a New Yorker for life
New porsche in white
Who thought of this life
Two wrongs make it right
I'mma get lost in the light
I speed in my cars
Outlaw all my life, police on my car
Cuz I don't pause for the light
I don't show no respect
Dipset out in Euro, SAS, we connect