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Dipset/Lox

by The LOX

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It go, ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah Ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah This how it sound when I'm walkin' Ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah The floor light up, I'm the new Billie Jean, nigga Look, we the Dips, Freekey, Juelz, where Capo at? Y'all just dip salsa, where the nachos at? In the jungle, same place they killed Pablo at We handle beef with shells, that's a taco fact Pulled a gun on Zeek, he say, "What y'all gon' do with that?" They shot him, he smiled, they said, "Who is that?" (Who this?) Understandin' niggas ain't understand my vision (no!) Now the Panoram' surround Cam, pardon my mannerism (hello!) Excuse my hand, two hunnid inside the band Don't look directly in, you're bound to get an aneurysm Crib in Florida (Florida), six corridors (yes) All marvelous, room for the gardeners Niggas lettin' the lead go (pow!) Mighta thought he was Drew the way he Bledsoe All on Instagram live lettin' the Feds know Now you inside writin' books, lettin' your dreads grow One hell of a run and we still runnin' The money's on climax and still comin' (yeah) When your account start changin', you feel somethin' I used to window shop, now I could build somethin' (yes) Buy a lot of kicks and love to gamble (that's it) My SUV is the new Lambo (turbo) Politics is gettin' serious (haha) Diplomatic Immunity, Livin' Off Experience Ayy, let the beat drop, Dipset, D-Block This that straight comeback, no re-rock Kush got me higher than a treetop Your girl put my dick in her mouth and did the beatbox Get her hot, teapot Pockets lookin' like they got speed knots Naughty sweats, Reeboks Fur draggin' like a Ewok Race back to back, look like Star Wars when we speed bop West side to East side, we ride No top, gettin' dome, gettin' blown while I breeze by Watch look like I'm tryna freeze time Drippin' water like I deep-sea dive Jeans cost a stack, they ain't Levi's Screamin' when we see cops A-B-C-D-E-F you, out the G ride 1942, these ain't cheap shots Amsterdam to Nepperham, we got the streets locked Niggas shoot the heavy guns, shoot in front of anyone Who lookin' to die when this Henny done? (Who lookin' to die?) I'm hoppin' out this European gettin' in this hooptie 'Cause they let that shit ring when the semi come (let it ring) They call me David, I wave it like it's a flag, it's a mag in it Yeah, I'm squeezin' off everyone (squeezin') I'm playin' Dip while I dip in the whip (skrrt) to the Set where you slip in the clip They in check, are they gettin' you hit? (CHECK!) I get a check from the shit that I kick (hahaha) My left hands when in the air, yeah, splittin' your lip Need a poppy field like snell, fuck gettin' the brick (fuck that) L-O-X, we just stick to the script and keep it clique, what! That nigga Cam, that's my brother like my mother's kid I'm a Old Dirty Bastard but I love the kids (Wu-Tang) I be parkin' foreign cars where the gutter is (Harlem) How you from Harlem, don't know who Huddy is? (Huddy) And when we got richer than Rich and them So much money that the Feds wanted to picture them Shit, you know Rollies with a dab of ranch Woulda run up on me if you had the chance (wish you would) Uh, new condo, four rooms in it (check my stats) Copped the Bentley truck, there's more room in it So I could pull up to the club with more goons in it Shit, the Wraith got the stars, I need the moon in it Shit, you come to New York, you know what it is, nigga Dipset, D-Block, bitch! Donnie, yeah Ayo I'm on some other shit, fuck me too, smack your mother shit Clap off want the same years that my brother get Royalty, never broke up, shit is loyalty Contracts, big deals, the money never spoiled me Black nine, black fatigue, lyrically a different league Been high since limelight tunnel, Mr. Seein' Speed D-Block, hood love, gun underneath your chin Holes in your 'Make America Great' hat again A lot of fans, tour bus, more than you, I'm forty plus Bar for bar, L-O-X, it's nothin' for us to discuss We miss you Pic, you'da told these rap labels to get off our dick D-Block, Dipset, ain't no other clique, shit!

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