- The Diplomats This Is What I Do 歌词
- The Diplomats
- (Camron) Yea..
Killa what we gettin ready to do is seperate the men from the mice,pit from the poodles, and the villians from the heroes huh, dipset bitch you kno what that means? you amongst the diplomat community this my man
Hellrell, he locked up he bout to come home hit em
Rell (Hellrell)
By the time this shit touch the streets ill prolly be shackeled down on the bus wit beats but imma ride anyway get high anyway, and let my vvs jewels blind your eyes anyway fucker yall wanna be gangsta's listen to me after two years of teachin, you'll get your degree i took over blocks, and put dope on it, coke on it subbed niggas out and put them under my deodorant just like my speed stick nigga i see chips quicker so hot, tommorow im droppin a remix nigga and yea your top on your six go head drop that just makin it ways more easier to get popped nigga roll the haze, lets het higher and higher but
G you sellin me coke, i supplier, supplier they ask bout the flow, yea its fire, its fire yall snitch niggas, yall was hired to be wired and thats my word fam, i swore to my mother i'd get you made a phone call, now im done wit the issue now all my gorillas gon come through and get you and murk off in a double nickle the color of pickles i got a serious pimp game i rock a sick chain toe the two tone rugger and roll wit da
Dip game yall the type of niggas that will run from da rubble holla if yall want birds, i can front you a couple nigga 2x
Chorus: Hellrell
I stack chips, this is what i do run through divas, give them to my crew send work out of town, this is what i do be wit my niggas, this is what i do
Verse2 Shorty thought i had plans of spousin her i just wanted to have sex on the couch wit her do it in the mouth wit her give her a few bricks, make her take it down south wit her im bout my scrilla, come fuck wit your nigga and all these haters wanna buss at your nigga and try to do me, so i rock the uzi under the coogi this shit you gon feel in your bones they ask if im down wit the
Roc, cause i be wit
Killa and
Jones i just, put rocks on da block and rock rocks on my wrist get you hardest nigga, he aint poppin like this anybody im tossin, nigga this is hungry season we stopped flossin you and your mans is gettin it where's our portion?
Killa, only reason they killas, when they buss in their hoes they make em ger abortions smoke dro, flow awesome i got two guns, you got two guns, lets have a foursome see i start a riot in a minute supply it if u sniff it im giving out samples, go head try it it's terrific the crack head love me, females wanna hug me, kiss me buy the whole pack wit crumbled up fifties don't cop from that nigga
Rell is what you tell the fiens we gettin all the money cause the dimes look like jellybeans a few blocks and locking key, but i need a world so its time to lay pressure game down like
Preacher Earl everybody pay up, or get sprayed up this year, imm get my name back and my weight up go see primo, razor blaid the plate up make some packs,and some workers, and start rackin cake up this is what i do
Chorus: 2x (Camron) this is what he does
Killa, Santana,
Jim Jones
Freaky!! Tito here tonight whole talaban,
Brozzy 45th side
Diplomats man, see what we do man this is not a motherfuckin joke
Holla at your boy, thats seven digit cake man
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