Dipset Anthem

Yeah, Dipset

Come on

Fuck with your boy

It's Santana (Once again)

Heatmakers, where we at?

Let me see you do this

Killa, Jim, Freakay

Yeah man, I'm back at it

C'mon

Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase

Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya

Tell 'em it's August, I'm gon' till November

I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up (Of course)

Call my bird, get my broad, have her sent up (Please)

Call my ****, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please, yeah)

I see a town I'm likin'

See some **** getting money in a town, I like it (Yeah)

I run up on them with the pound and light it

Like it's my block now, all right kid? (Whoa)

He understood me quite clear

Then that thing banged out and rang out the side of his right ear (Woo)

And I got back to my business, back to my bitches (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Back to the kitchen, that Pyrex vision (Yeah)

Pop, I let that white stuff sit in

Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin' (What?)

Yeah, I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin'

And this is how I get it, come fuck with me for a minute

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles

Listening to gangsta music (Aye)

I stood at home, hand on a chrome, in a zone, flippin' the channels

Watching how the gangstas do it (Yeah, say it with me)

I stood alone, getting dome from a thick chick in sandals

Watching Shaft, clocking math (Yeah)

Now I see death around the corner

Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny **** die? Nope

It's the city where the skinny **** ride, yeah

.45 semi on the side, yeah, twisting when they drive, yeah

Lick a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah

One more for Shyne, locked inside, yeah

Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc

Yeah, yeah, it's my year so

Okay, okay, okay, y'all can't fuck with me, no way (What?)

Jose or Héctor Camacho (Never)

TEC blow and watch yo' chest close and tacos

Motherfucker, I'm the best, I told y'all before

I showed y'all before, aye

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles

Listening to gangsta music (Aye)

I stood at home, hand on a chrome, in a zone, flippin' the channels

Watching how the gangstas do it (Yeah, say it with me)

I stood alone, getting dome from a thick chick in sandals

Watching Shaft, clocking math

Clocking math, man (Okay)

I'm with you, Santana

This the union right here

Let's do it one time

Dipset bitch, you know you can't fuck with the boy (Okay)

Killa, Killa

I'm on the west side of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down

And make me put my two arms up, touchdown (What up, ma?)

You stay in touch now, but when I touch down (Okay, down)

I'm like Buckshot, shorty, duck down (Shorty, down)

Yeah, I must clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown

Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, "What now?"

Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'

Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin (For real)

Yes, they kissing cousins, Toya's kissin' muffin (Cousins, muffin)

Worse than that, they go home and kiss they husband (Shit's foul)

That shit's disgusting, keep the chickens clucking (Disgusting, clucking)

Keep the pigeons buggin', this on my wrist is nothing (Buggin', nothing)

Yeah, it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds (Diamonds)

Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin' (Not at all)

You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo hoe, Ta-to (Uh, Ta-to)

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles

Listening to gangsta music (Aye)

I stood at home hand on a chrome, in a zone, flippin' the channels

Watching how the gangstas do it (Yeah, say it with me)

I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles

Listening to gangsta music (Aye)

I stood alone, getting dome from a thick chick in sandals

Watching Shaft, clocking math