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Dip Set in the building (killa)
Juelz, you on yo own man, lets go

Dip set, dip set, dip set, dip set
Dip set, dip set, dip set, dip set
Dip set, dip set, dip set, dip set
Dip set, dip set, JUELZ (DIP SET)

Chorus
Juelz dip dip
Santana set set
When he grip grip
Nigga Tec Tecs
Who you wit wit
Throw up yo set
Dip set dip set dip set what (ooowww)
Juelz dip dip
Santana set set
When he grip grip
Nigga Tec Tecs
Who you wit wit
Throw up yo set
Dip set dip set dip set what (ooowww)

Verse 1
Yo i be wit a gang-a-gangs who hang and bang
Animals, orangitangs, hammers move bangers bang
Damnit, dude the game unchanged
I got a ho selection, a whole collection
A whole selection, of my ho collection
And im big pimpin stick dippin quick shippin
Bitch listen this isnt no damn game in here
Yeah the whole bird gangs in here like Kurt Cobain was here
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH
And im dangerous yeah brainless yeah
Stainless here, aim at ya, bang at ya
Ya'll some dead muthafuckas
And my diddy bop, barge through the city block
Hard wit the pretty glock, dodge or you gettin shot
Then its to the bar, hard liquor get a shot
Get a broad get her hot, get a ho give a cop
Go, its yo birthday, go go
Drink it girl its cumin i know you thirsty
Harlems my birthplace, tombstone dirtplace
Doomsday goonsday, tuesday to thursday

Chorus x1

Verse 2
Jump, start, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, OKAAAYY
Im lo-lo from the block again
Po-po and the cops again
No homo but they cockin em
4-4's and them glocks in em
They the paparazzi's
They the livest posse's
Kamikaze, nazi nazi, cop me poppy
Im a baller baller
Youre not at all a baller
Thats why a scossed your daughter
Left her home call her call her
Im in a low BM
yea wit ya old BM
Weed smokin OZM
Trojans and petroleums
Yeah and i just in case a whole is thin
Take it off bend it over throw it in
Work it work it
Oops, squirt it squirt it
Oops, oopsy days, boo im craze
Choo choo trains, cookoo man
Zulu gangs, im old school like Bambaata no mans hotter
The damn dotta i jam proper, your mans notta

Chorus x1

Santana, Killa
Jim Jones, Freaky
Killa
You already know what it is
My man Juelz Santana
That boy got that crack man
Diplomat records man
Dip Set in the building (killa)    Juelz, you on yo own man, lets go       Dip set, dip set, dip set, dip set    Dip set, dip set, dip set, dip set    Dip set, dip set, dip set, dip set    Dip set, dip set, JUELZ (DIP SET)       Chorus    Juelz dip dip    Santana set set    When he grip grip    Nigga Tec Tecs    Who you wit wit    Throw up yo set    Dip set dip set dip set what (ooowww)    Juelz dip dip    Santana set set    When he grip grip    Nigga Tec Tecs    Who you wit wit    Throw up yo set    Dip set dip set dip set what (ooowww)       Verse 1    Yo i be wit a gang-a-gangs who hang and bang    Animals, orangitangs, hammers move bangers bang    Damnit, dude the game unchanged    I got a ho selection, a whole collection    A whole selection, of my ho collection    And im big pimpin stick dippin quick shippin    Bitch listen this isnt no damn game in here    Yeah the whole bird gangs in here like Kurt Cobain was here    YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH    And im dangerous yeah brainless yeah    Stainless here, aim at ya, bang at ya    Ya'll some dead muthafuckas    And my diddy bop, barge through the city block    Hard wit the pretty glock, dodge or you gettin shot    Then its to the bar, hard liquor get a shot    Get a broad get her hot, get a ho give a cop    Go, its yo birthday, go go    Drink it girl its cumin i know you thirsty    Harlems my birthplace, tombstone dirtplace    Doomsday goonsday, tuesday to thursday       Chorus x1       Verse 2    Jump, start, move, breathe    We, in, too, deep, OKAAAYY    Im lo-lo from the block again    Po-po and the cops again    No homo but they cockin em    4-4's and them glocks in em    They the paparazzi's    They the livest posse's    Kamikaze, nazi nazi, cop me poppy    Im a baller baller    Youre not at all a baller    Thats why a scossed your daughter    Left her home call her call her    Im in a low BM    yea wit ya old BM    Weed smokin OZM    Trojans and petroleums    Yeah and i just in case a whole is thin    Take it off bend it over throw it in    Work it work it    Oops, squirt it squirt it    Oops, oopsy days, boo im craze    Choo choo trains, cookoo man    Zulu gangs, im old school like Bambaata no mans hotter    The damn dotta i jam proper, your mans notta       Chorus x1       Santana, Killa    Jim Jones, Freaky    Killa    You already know what it is    My man Juelz Santana    That boy got that crack man    Diplomat records man