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PL2: THE DIAPSID SKULL

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Updated: 15 Oct 2012

THE DIAPSID SKULL.

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PL EXAM 2: ANAPSID, SYNAPSID, DIAPSID REPTILES.avi

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Updated: 16 Feb 2013

ANAPSID, SYNAPSID, DIAPSID REPTILES.

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PREHISTORIC DIAPSID INTERVIEW2

Duration: 1:55
Updated: 08 Oct 2013

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PL2: FOSSIL REPTILES: ANAPSIDS, DIAPSIDS, SYNAPSIDS

Duration: 0:40
Updated: 12 Oct 2012

FOSSIL REPTILES: ANAPSIDS, DIAPSIDS, SYNAPSIDS.

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5 Animals That Aren't Dinosaurs

Duration: 10:19
Updated: 02 May 2014

If you get most of your information about ancient animals from vintage cartoons or action figures, then a lot of things that you think of as "dinosaurs" actually weren't. Learn about the definition of true dinosaurs and the evolutionary relationships shared by the non-dino reptiles that lived on land, in the sea, and in the air. ---------- Like SciShow? Want to help support us, and also get things to put on your walls, cover your torso and hold your liquids? Check out our awesome products over at DFTBA Records: http://dftba.com/artist/52/SciShow Or help support us by subscribing to our page on Subbable: https://subbable.com/scishow ---------- Looking for SciShow elsewhere on the internet? Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/scishow Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/scishow Tumblr: http://scishow.tumblr.com Thanks Tank Tumblr: http://thankstank.tumblr.com Sources: http://pubs.usgs.gov/gip/dinosaurs/all.html http://www.ucmp.berkeley.edu/diapsids/pterosauria.html http://plesiosauria.com/evolution.php http://www.ucmp.berkeley.edu/diapsids/ichthyosauria.html http://www.wisegeek.com/what-are-mosasaurs.htm http://history.nd.gov/activities/MosasaurFunFacts.pdf http://www.ucmp.berkeley.edu/taxa/verts/diapsida.php https://archosaurmusings.wordpress.com/2008/06/15/pterosaur-origins-where-did-they-come-from/ http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2012/04/120417221713.htm http://biology.fullerton.edu/biol325/phylo/im/handout1.gif

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PL2_BASAL DIAPSIDS

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Updated: 14 Mar 2012

BASAL DIAPSIDS.

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Physics Final project

Duration: 1:54
Updated: 21 May 2014

This is just a video that I did for physics. Don't watch it.

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Top 10 smallest dinosaurs

Duration: 3:57
Updated: 10 Jul 2013

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Stress Project Beckham and Dhruve.wmv

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Updated: 10 Jun 2012

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IDTIMWYTIM: Bird or Dinosaur?

Duration: 3:16
Updated: 20 Aug 2013

Hank fixes those of us who are probably wrong about what is and is not a dinosaur... and gives a refresher to those of us who do know this already. LIke SciS...

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Spore Realistic Placerias

Duration: 2:01
Updated: 18 May 2013

Placerias was a Dicynodont (a group of mammal like reptiles) that lived during the late Triassic Period. They once lived in huge herds numbering in the thous...

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Pterodactyl vs Hummingbird, Dinosaurs, Sexual revolution and Disco - YOU Generation YG

Duration: 2:00
Updated: 03 Jul 2013

Sources: http://youtu.be/vNZF6ynlyxM WIKI: Disco Entry to the YOU Generation film comp on YouTube ~ Presenter Entry http://youtube.com/yougenerationtv Criter...

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Sri Lanka,ශ්‍රී ලංකා,Ceylon,Green Lizard on a tree

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Updated: 19 Jun 2013

Lizards are a very large and widespread group of squamate reptiles, with nearly 3800 species,ranging across all continents except Antarctica as well as most ...

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David Berlinski lies about Evolution for 5 minutes

Duration: 4:34
Updated: 11 Jan 2014

Berlinski is a Senior Fellow of the Discovery Institute's Center for Science & Culture, a religious "think-tank" that is hub of the intelligent design movement. Berlinski, during cross-examination by Dr. Kenneth Miller, Seton Hall debate, 1997 said "I agree. The late reptilian-to-mammal sequence is well-documented. No question about it." The fossil record can't sustain a prediction? What an liar! Evolution is observable in the fossil record. no apes below the 1st primates, no primates below the 1st synapsids, no synapsids below the 1st dinosaurs, no dinosaurs below the 1st diapsids, no diapsids below the 1st tetrapods, no tetrapods below the 1st fish, no fish below the 1st animals. The record is much higher resolution than that, but you get the picture. This was known by creationists long before Darwin. What is YOUR explanation? Prediction of the location and depth to dig to find the earliest tetrapods gave us Tiktaalik. Why listen to this debunked liar? about an hour ago · Edited · Like Looking at random mutation plus natural selection to account for complexity without considering the length of time involved would mystify any creationist. It's not so for people who know the earth is billions of years old. The he compares biology to physics and complains the distilled models are not as concise. The failure is not of biology to be consistent or of biologist to not understand what is happening, but only his disappointment that processes that involve interacting populations in various and changing environment haven't been distilled into a simple elegant formula. Sorry bud you are barking mad. Again, it's complex nature arises from simple interaction dynamics applied over vast stretches of time to large populations (which ironically enough are understood by elementary school children but not by creationists (no matter the age)). He says we can program a computer to run physics simulation but we can't do any of that in biology. Who the hell is he trying to kid? I myself have written many evolutionary simulations. I'm sorry, but this guy is a jack ass. Ah, so he knows of genetic algorithms but just can't write one himself and so draws the conclusion that they fail when it's HIM that has failed. Ego, it will get you every time. I propose a challenge for him... Challenge: Write a program that mimics RMNS for a population in which the population DOES NOT EVOLVE. *no points for cheating. (Using a random as your criteria, killing the population, sterilizing the population, making mutation rate zero or artificially & ridiculously high) Take as much time as you need. I'll give you a bonus head start. On "Evolution in Realtime" video watch?v=fANCb5_4wdY there's a link to the source code & the interpreter used. As god of the code it should be EZ. He says yet another bald faced lie that everyone working with genetic algorithms say they will not work for their intended purposes. He couldn't possibly be more wrong. It is very hard to get them not to work. You have to cheat to get GAs to not evolve. What a sad excuse for a mind. He can't make much sense of the fossil record only because the only way to make sense of the fossil record is by invoking evolution as your explanation for the change of species over time. When you need to insist on dogs all coming from some original created dog, you can't have them evolving from fish. He asks "why do we only see small variations in the lab" as though labs had millions of years to operate. How stupid does he think we are? And in his finale he accuses evolutionist of never being open and honest about these things. The raw chutzpa and nerve of the jerk to say that after spewing lie after lie is downright infuriating. And he says it so calmly so charmingly like he hasn't done one wrong thing. Ouch, I think David is going to need some ointment for those burns.

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King Crocodile 50 Ft Caught Alive In Philippines (HQ)

Duration: 3:13
Updated: 13 Jul 2014

Characteristics Crocodiles are similar to alligators and caimans; for their common characteristics and differences between them, see Crocodilia. Crocodiles, like dinosaurs, have the abdominal ribs modified into gastralia. A crocodile's physical traits allow it to be a successful predator. Its external morphology is a sign of its aquatic and predatory lifestyle. Its streamlined body enables it to swim swiftly, it also tucks its feet to the side while swimming, which makes it faster by decreasing water resistance. They have webbed feet which, though not used to propel the animal through the water, allow them to make fast turns and sudden moves in the water or initiate swimming. Webbed feet are an advantage in shallower water, where the animal sometimes moves around by walking. Crocodiles have a palatal flap, a rigid tissue at the back of the mouth that blocks the entry of water. The palate has a special path from the nostril to the glottis that bypasses the mouth. The nostrils are closed during submergence. Like other archosaurs, crocodilians are diapsid, although their post-temporal fenestrae are reduced. The walls of the braincase are bony, but lack supratemporal and postfrontal bones.[20] Their tongues are not free, but held in place by a membrane that limits movement; as a result, crocodiles are unable to stick out their tongues.[21] Crocodiles have smooth skin on their bellies and sides, while their dorsal surfaces are armoured with large osteoderms. The armoured skin has scales and is thick and rugged, providing some protection. They are still able to absorb heat through this armour, as a network of small capillaries allows blood through the scales to absorb heat. Crocodilian scales have pores believed to be sensory in function, analogous to the lateral line in fishes. They are particularly seen on their upper and lower jaws. Another possibility is that they are secretory, as they produce an oily substance which appears to flush mud off.[20] Size A saltwater crocodile in captivity Size greatly varies between species, from the dwarf crocodile to the saltwater crocodile. Species of Osteolaemus grow to an adult size of just 1.5 to 1.9 m (4.9 to 6.2 ft),[22] whereas the saltwater crocodile can grow to sizes over 7 m (23 ft) and weigh 2,000 kg (4,400 lb).[23] Several other large species can reach over 5.2 m (17 ft) long and weigh over 900 kg (2,000 lb). Crocodilians show pronounced sexual dimorphism, with males growing much larger and more rapidly than females.[20] Despite their large adult sizes, crocodiles start their lives at around 20 cm (7.9 in) long. The largest species of crocodile is the saltwater crocodile, found in eastern India, northern Australia, throughout South-east Asia, and in the surrounding waters. The largest crocodile ever held in captivity is an estuarine--Siamese hybrid named Yai (Thai: ใหญ่, meaning big) (born 10 June 1972) at the Samutprakarn Crocodile Farm and Zoo, Thailand. This animal measures 6 m (20 ft) in length and weighs 1,114.27 kg (2,456.5 lb).[24] The longest crocodile captured alive is Lolong, which was measured at 6.17 m (20.2 ft) and weighed at 1,075 kg (2,370 lb) by a National Geographic team in Agusan del Sur Province, Philippines.[25][26][27] Teeth Crocodiles are polyphyodonts and able to replace each of their 80 teeth up to 50 times in their 35 to 75-year lifespan.[28][29] Next to the full grown tooth there are a small replacement tooth and a odontogenic stem cell in the dental lamina in standby that can be activated if required.[30] Biology and behavior Crocodiles are similar to alligators and caimans; for their common biology and differences between them, see Crocodilia. Crocodilians are more closely related to birds and dinosaurs than to most animals classified as reptiles, the three families being included in the group Archosauria ('ruling reptiles'). Despite their prehistoric look, crocodiles are among the more biologically complex reptiles. Unlike other reptiles, a crocodile has a cerebral cortex, a four-chambered heart, and the functional equivalent of a diaphragm, by incorporating muscles used for aquatic locomotion into respiration.[31] Salt glands are present in the tongues of crocodiles and they have a pore opening on the surface of the tongue, which is a trait that separates them from alligators. Salt glands are dysfunctional in Alligatoridae.[20] Their function appears to be similar to that of salt glands in marine turtles. Crocodiles do not have sweat glands and release heat through their mouths. They often sleep with their mouths open and may pant like a dog.[32] Four species of freshwater crocodile climb trees to bask in areas lacking a shoreline.[33] Senses

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Filming a small lizard in the garden

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Updated: 27 Aug 2013

Lizards are a widespread group of squamate reptiles, with more than 5,600 species,[1] ranging across all continents except Antarctica, as well as most oceanic island chains. The group, traditionally recognized as the suborder Lacertilia, is defined as all extant members of the Lepidosauria (reptiles with overlapping scales) that are neither sphenodonts (i.e., tuatara) nor snakes -- they form an evolutionary grade.[2] While the snakes are recognized as falling phylogenetically within the Toxicofera clade from which they evolved, the sphenodonts are the sister group to the squamates, the larger monophyletic group, which includes both the lizards and the snakes. Lizards typically have feet and external ears, while snakes lack both of these characteristics. However, because they are defined negatively as excluding snakes, lizards have no unique distinguishing characteristic as a group. Lizards and snakes share a movable quadrate bone, distinguishing them from the sphenodonts, which have more primitive and solid diapsid skulls. Many lizards can detach their tails to escape from predators, an act called autotomy. Vision, including color vision, is particularly well developed in most lizards, and most communicate with body language or bright colors on their bodies, as well as with pheromones. The adult length of species within the suborder ranges from a few centimeters for chameleons such as Brookesia micra and geckos such as Sphaerodactylus ariasae to nearly 3 m (9.8 ft) in the case of the largest living varanid lizard, the Komodo dragon. Some extinct varanids reached great size. The extinct aquatic mosasaurs reached 17 m (56 ft), and the giant monitor Megalania is estimated to have reached perhaps 7 m (23 ft).

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green lizard in India

Duration: 2:00
Updated: 01 Mar 2014

Lizards are a widespread group of squamate reptiles, with approximately 6,000 species,[1] ranging across all continents except Antarctica, as well as most oceanic island chains. The group, traditionally recognized as the suborder Lacertilia, is defined as all extant members of the Lepidosauria (reptiles with overlapping scales) that are neither sphenodonts (i.e., tuatara) nor snakes -- they form an evolutionary grade.[2] While the snakes are recognized as falling phylogenetically within the Toxicofera clade from which they evolved, the sphenodonts are the sister group to the squamates, the larger monophyletic group, which includes both the lizards and the snakes. Lizards typically have feet and external ears, while snakes lack both of these characteristics. However, because they are defined negatively as excluding snakes, lizards have no unique distinguishing characteristic as a group. Lizards and snakes share a movable quadrate bone, distinguishing them from the sphenodonts, which have more primitive and solid diapsid skulls. Many lizards can detach their tails to escape from predators, an act called autotomy. Vision, including color vision, is particularly well developed in most lizards, and most communicate with body language or bright colors on their bodies, as well as with pheromones. Lizards are the most speciose among extant reptiles, comprising about 60% of all living species. The adult length of species within the suborder ranges from a few centimeters for chameleons such as Brookesia micra and geckos such as Sphaerodactylus ariasae to nearly 3 m (9.8 ft) in the case of the largest living varanid lizard, the Komodo dragon. Some extinct varanids reached great size. The extinct aquatic mosasaurs reached 17 m (56 ft), and the giant monitor Megalania is estimated to have reached perhaps 7 m (23 ft). The name Sauria was coined by James Macartney (1802); it was the Latinisation of the French name Sauriens, coined by Alexandre Brongniart (1800) for an order of reptiles in the classification proposed by the author, containing lizards and crocodilians, later discovered not to be each other's closest relatives. Later authors used the term "Sauria" in a more restricted sense, i.e. as a synonym of Lacertilia, a suborder of Squamata that includes all lizards but excludes snakes. This classification is rarely used today because Sauria so-defined is a paraphyletic group. It was defined as a clade by Jacques Gauthier, Arnold G. Kluge and Timothy Rowe (1988) as the group containing the most recent common ancestor of archosaurs and lepidosaurs (the groups containing crocodiles and lizards, as per Mcartney's original definition) and all its descendants. A different definition was formulated by Michael deBraga and Olivier Rieppel (1997) who defined Sauria as the clade containing the most recent common ancestor of Choristodera, Archosauromorpha and Lepidosauromorpha and all their descendants. However, neither of these uses have not gained wide acceptance among researchers specializing in lizards. source : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lizard

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Central bearded dragon, Pogona vitticeps

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Updated: 26 Jan 2014

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Jaguar Attacks Crocodile (EXCLUSIVE VIDEO)

Duration: 2:41
Updated: 05 Jul 2014

When a jaguar pounces, sometimes one bite is all it takes to get a meal. National Geographic has exclusive video of a jaguar taking down a caiman in Brazil's Pantanal wetlands, photos of which went viral earlier this month. Luke Dollar, a conservation scientist who helps manage National Geographic's Big Cats Initiative, explains the hunt and explosive moment of predation. Read the article from National Geographic News: http://news.nationalgeographic.com/ne... VIDEOGRAPHERS: Kedar Hippalgaonkar and Parul Jain NARRATOR: Luke Dollar EDITOR: Will Halicks SPECIAL THANKS: Jason Kurtis RESEARCH: Joe Lemeris A crocodile's physical traits allow it to be a successful predator. Its external morphology is a sign of its aquatic and predatory lifestyle. Its streamlined body enables it to swim swiftly, it also tucks its feet to the side while swimming, which makes it faster by decreasing water resistance. They have webbed feet which, though not used to propel the animal through the water, allow them to make fast turns and sudden moves in the water or initiate swimming. Webbed feet are an advantage in shallower water, where the animal sometimes moves around by walking. Crocodiles have a palatal flap, a rigid tissue at the back of the mouth that blocks the entry of water. The palate has a special path from the nostril to the glottis that bypasses the mouth. The nostrils are closed during submergence. Like other archosaurs, crocodilians are diapsid, although their post-temporal fenestrae are reduced. The walls of the braincase are bony, but lack supratemporal and postfrontal bones.[20] Their tongues are not free, but held in place by a membrane that limits movement; as a result, crocodiles are unable to stick out their tongues.[21] Crocodiles have smooth skin on their bellies and sides, while their dorsal surfaces are armoured with large osteoderms. The armoured skin has scales and is thick and rugged, providing some protection. They are still able to absorb heat through this armour, as a network of small capillaries allows blood through the scales to absorb heat. Crocodilian scales have pores believed to be sensory in function, analogous to the lateral line in fishes. They are particularly seen on their upper and lower jaws. Another possibility is that they are secretory, as they produce an oily substance which appears to flush mud off.[20] Size A saltwater crocodile in captivity Size greatly varies between species, from the dwarf crocodile to the saltwater crocodile. Species of Osteolaemus grow to an adult size of just 1.5 to 1.9 m (4.9 to 6.2 ft),[22] whereas the saltwater crocodile can grow to sizes over 7 m (23 ft) and weigh 2,000 kg (4,400 lb).[23] Several other large species can reach over 5.2 m (17 ft) long and weigh over 900 kg (2,000 lb). Crocodilians show pronounced sexual dimorphism, with males growing much larger and more rapidly than females.[20] Despite their large adult sizes, crocodiles start their lives at around 20 cm (7.9 in) long. The largest species of crocodile is the saltwater crocodile, found in eastern India, northern Australia, throughout South-east Asia, and in the surrounding waters. The largest crocodile ever held in captivity is an estuarine--Siamese hybrid named Yai (Thai: ใหญ่, meaning big) (born 10 June 1972) at the Samutprakarn Crocodile Farm and Zoo, Thailand. This animal measures 6 m (20 ft) in length and weighs 1,114.27 kg (2,456.5 lb).[24] The longest crocodile captured alive is Lolong, which was measured at 6.17 m (20.2 ft) and weighed at 1,075 kg (2,370 lb) by a National Geographic team in Agusan del Sur Province, Philippines.[25][26][27] Teeth Crocodiles are polyphyodonts and able to replace each of their 80 teeth up to 50 times in their 35 to 75-year lifespan.[28][29] Next to the full grown tooth there are a small replacement tooth and a odontogenic stem cell in the dental lamina in standby that can be activated if required.[30] Biology and behavior Crocodiles are similar to alligators and caimans; for their common biology and differences between them, see Crocodilia. Crocodilians are more closely related to birds and dinosaurs than to most animals classified as reptiles, the three families being included in the group Archosauria ('ruling reptiles'). Despite their prehistoric look, crocodiles are among the more biologically complex reptiles. Unlike other reptiles, a crocodile has a cerebral cortex, a four-chambered heart, and the functional equivalent of a diaphragm, by incorporating muscles used for aquatic locomotion into respiration.[31] Salt glands are present in the tongues of crocodiles and they have a pore opening on the surface of the

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Crocodile Sounds and Pictures

Duration: 2:04
Updated: 28 Jul 2014

Please see my ANIMAL SOUNDS playlist http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-rmNKGsfF5VRp4tMrQpxPOlAlgh4WEbI Bird Song Playlist - click here : http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLEEA7834625A754AE Crocodiles (subfamily Crocodylinae) or true crocodiles are large aquatic reptiles that live throughout the tropics in Africa, Asia, the Americas and Australia. Crocodylinae, in which all its members are considered true crocodiles, is classified as a biological subfamily. A broader sense of the term crocodile, Crocodylidae that includes Tomistoma, is not used in this article. The term crocodile here applies only to the species within the subfamily of Crocodylinae. The term is sometimes used even more loosely to include all extant members of the order Crocodilia, which includes Tomistoma, the alligators and caimans (family Alligatoridae), the gharials (family Gavialidae), and all other living and fossil Crocodylomorpha. Although they appear to be similar to the untrained eye, crocodiles, alligators and the gharial belong to separate biological families. The gharial having a narrow snout is easier to distinguish, while morphological differences are more difficult to spot in crocodiles and alligators. The most obvious external differences are visible in the head with crocodiles having narrower and longer heads, with a more V-shaped than a U-shaped snout compared to alligators and caimans. Another obvious trait is the upper and lower jaws of the crocodiles are the same width, and teeth in the lower jaw fall along the edge or outside the upper jaw when the mouth is closed; therefore all teeth are visible unlike an alligator; which possesses small depressions in the upper jaw where the lower teeth fit into. Also when the crocodile's mouth is closed, the large fourth tooth in the lower jaw fits into a constriction in the upper jaw. For hard-to-distinguish specimens, the protruding tooth is the most reliable feature to define the family that the species belongs to.[1] Crocodiles have more webbing on the toes of the hind feet and can better tolerate saltwater due to specialized salt glands for filtering out salt, which are present but non-functioning in alligators. Another trait that separates crocodiles from other crocodilians is their much higher levels of aggression.[2] Crocodile size, morphology, behavior and ecology somewhat differs between species. However, they have many similarities in these areas as well. All crocodiles are semiaquatic and tend to congregate in freshwater habitats such as rivers, lakes, wetlands and sometimes in brackish water and saltwater. They are carnivorous animals, feeding mostly on vertebrates such as fish, reptiles, birds and mammals, and sometimes on invertebrates such as molluscs and crustaceans, depending on species and age. All crocodiles are tropical species that unlike alligators, are very sensitive to cold. They first separated from other crocodilians during the Eocene epoch, about 55 million years ago.[3] Many species are at the risk of extinction, some being classified as critically endangered. see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crocodile A crocodile’s physical traits allow it to be a successful predator. Its external morphology is a sign of its aquatic and predatory lifestyle. Its streamlined body enables it to swim swiftly, it also tucks its feet to the side while swimming, which makes it faster by decreasing water resistance. They have webbed feet which, though not used to propel the animal through the water, allow them to make fast turns and sudden moves in the water or initiate swimming. Webbed feet are an advantage in shallower water, where the animal sometimes moves around by walking. Crocodiles have a palatal flap, a rigid tissue at the back of the mouth that blocks the entry of water. The palate has a special path from the nostril to the glottis that bypasses the mouth. The nostrils are closed during submergence. Like other archosaurs, crocodilians are diapsid, although their post-temporal fenestrae are reduced. The walls of the braincase are bony, but lack supratemporal and postfrontal bones.[20] Their tongues are not free, but held in place by a membrane that limits movement; as a result, crocodiles are unable to stick out their tongues.[21] Crocodiles have smooth skin on their bellies and sides, while their dorsal surfaces are armoured with large osteoderms. The armoured skin has scales and is thick and rugged, providing some protection. They are still able to absorb heat through this armour, as a network of small capillaries allows blood through the scales to absorb heat. Crocodilian scales have pores believed to be sensory in function, analogous to the lateral line in fishes. They are particularly seen on their upper and lower jaws. Another possibility is that they are secretory, as they produce an oily substance which appears to flush mud off.

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Green Lizzard [Full HD]

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Updated: 05 Jul 2013

Nature scenery shot in Full HD Lizards are a widespread group of squamate reptiles, with more than 5600 species, ranging across all continents except Antarct...

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Big reptiles in public park 1 - Guayaquil (Ecuador)

Duration: 0:14
Updated: 06 Aug 2012

Reptiles / Lizard Iguania in Parque Seminario. (Jan.2006) Shocking and Unbelievable. Big reptiles in public park. Guayaquil - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gu...

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Big reptiles in public park 4 - Guayaquil (Ecuador)

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Updated: 28 May 2013

Reptiles / Lizard Iguania in Parque Seminario. (Jan.2006) Shocking and Unbelievable. Big reptiles in public park. Guayaquil - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gu...

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The lighthouse on Cabo da Roca (Cape Roca) is a cape which forms the westernmost point of both mainland Portugal and mainland Europe.

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Selfie Tragedy: Parents Fall 260 Feet Off Cliff To Deaths While Taking Selfie As Kids Watch

The Inquisitr

11 Aug 2014

They tried to take the selfie at the edge of a cliff with what would surely have been a spectacular vista of the ocean behind them. Tragically, authorities say, they somehow lost their footing while attempting to snap the picture and plummeted 80 meters — about 260 feet — straight down into the icy waters of the Atlantic below ... Names of the deceased mom and dad were not released, but police said they were Polish nationals ... ....(size: 2.2Kb)

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Displaced Iraqis from the Yazidi community settle in a tent at Nowruz camp, in Derike, Syria, Tuesday, Aug. 12, 2014.

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US Iraqi Mount Sinjar rescue mission "far less likely"

The Daily Telegraph

14 Aug 2014

Related Articles. US urges Iraqi PM to 'step aside' 13 Aug 2014. SAS sent in to Iraq as US troops land on Mount Sinjar 13 Aug 2014. Cameron. Britain to play role in rescuing Yazidis 13 Aug 2014. Tory MP calls for UK airstrikes on Islamic militants 11 Aug 2014. Mount Sinjar. Iraq's mountain of death 10 Aug 2014. Now, the Pentagon believes, the number of refugees still trapped on the Mount Sinjar is down to the low thousands ... Mr Hagel added ... ....(size: 8.7Kb)

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A follower of the ancient Yazidi religion prays at the holy Lalish temple in the Mountains of Shikhan near Dahuk, 260 miles (430 kilometers) northwest of Baghdad Monday, Aug. 11, 2014. US President Barack Obama has authorized airstrikes to protect U.S. interests and personnel in the region.

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Isis terror will affect everyone

Belfast Telegraph

13 Aug 2014

Bloodthirsty Islamic State militants threaten Iraqi civilians with genocide. But the country's barbaric civil war could also have effects on the West - with dire consequences for all of us, writes Patrick Cockburn. Iraq has disintegrated. Little is exchanged between its three great communities – Shia, Sunni and Kurd – except gunfire. The outside world hopes that a more inclusive government will change this, but it is probably too late ... ....(size: 12.4Kb)

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The former senator from Acre Marina Silva joins the party of the governor of Pernambuco, Eduardo Campos. Date November 21, 2013.

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Brazilian presidential candidate Eduardo Campos killed in plane crash

The Guardian

13 Aug 2014

Police report private jet crashes in bad weather in Santos, just north of São Paulo, leaving October election in disarray. Smoke billows from a private aircraft which crashed in residential area of Santos, north of São Paulo. Brazil presidential candidate Eduardo Campos is reported to be among those killed. Photograph. Luiz Fernando Menezes/Fotoarena/Corbis ... GloboNews said seven people were on board the plane ... Sign up for the daily email. ....(size: 2.9Kb)

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Monitor lizard breaths in mysterious way like birds, alligators and dinos

Newstrack India

12 Dec 2013

Tweet. Washington, Dec 12 (ANI) ... Why remains a mystery ... That means one-way airflow may have arisen not among the early archosaurs about 250 million years ago, but as early as 270 million years ago among cold-blooded diapsids, which were the common, cold-blooded ancestors of the archosaurs and Lepidosauromorpha, a group of reptiles that today includes lizards, snakes and lizard-like creatures known as tuataras ... (ANI) ... ) .. ). ... . . . . . .. ....(size: 2.1Kb)

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Monitor lizard breathes in mysterious way like birds, alligators and dinos

The Siasat Daily

12 Dec 2013

Washington, December 12 . ... Why remains a mystery ... That means one-way airflow may have arisen not among the early archosaurs about 250 million years ago, but as early as 270 million years ago among cold-blooded diapsids, which were the common, cold-blooded ancestors of the archosaurs and Lepidosauromorpha, a group of reptiles that today includes lizards, snakes and lizard-like creatures known as tuataras ... (ANI). Recommend Twitter ... ... ....(size: 3.2Kb)

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Scientists find surprising similarity between lizards and birds

Denver Post

12 Dec 2013

It's not just for the birds. Air flows through the lungs of reptiles in a pattern that scientists previously thought necessary only for high-altitude flight. C.G ... So what does that tell us? ... But if indeed it evolved in the common ancestor of the alligator and the monitor lizard — cold-blooded diapsids — then scientists need to go back to the drawing board because oxygen levels were relatively high at that time ... ....(size: 3.4Kb)

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University of Utah study: Lizard lungs work like birds’, and nobody knows why

The Salt Lake Tribune

11 Dec 2013

It’s not just for the birds. Air flows through the lungs of reptiles in a pattern that scientists previously thought necessary only for high-altitude flight. C.G ... Photos. Join the Discussion ... So what does that tell us? ... But if indeed it evolved in the common ancestor of the alligator and the monitor lizard — cold-blooded diapsids — then scientists need to go back to the drawing board because oxygen levels were relatively high at that time....(size: 3.7Kb)

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Monitor Lizards' Breathing May Have Evolved Before Dinosaurs

Yahoo Daily News

11 Dec 2013

Their findings suggest one-way airflow breathing may have evolved earlier than scientists had thought ... [Images. Exotic Lizards Pop Out of the Ground in Florida] ... But now, the discovery of one-way airflow in monitor lizards indicates the breathing method may have evolved even earlier — about 270 million years ago — among cold-blooded diapsids, which were the common, cold-blooded ancestors of present-day lizards and snakes, Farmer said....(size: 4.0Kb)

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The Mystery of Lizard Breath (The University of Utah)

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11 Dec 2013

(Source. The University of Utah). Dec ... Why remains a mystery ... That means one-way airflow may have arisen not among the early archosaurs about 250 million years ago, but as early as 270 million years ago among cold-blooded diapsids, which were the common, cold-blooded ancestors of the archosaurs and Lepidosauromorpha, a group of reptiles that today includes lizards, snakes and lizard-like creatures known as tuataras ... distributed by ... (noodl....(size: 6.5Kb)

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NCKU recruits two internationally renowned scientists to its macromolecular research team (National Cheng Kung University)

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16 Apr 2013

(Source. National Cheng Kung University). NCKU recruits two internationally renowned scientists to its macromolecular research team. Tainan, Taiwan, April 16, 2013. Dr. Wah Chiu, an Academician of the National Academy of Sciences, and Dr ... Both Dr ... Dr ... Dr ... His research includes a number of groundbreaking discoveries, including the oldest known dinosaur embryos and the oldest known bipedal reptile, as well as the oldest known diapsid reptile....(size: 3.9Kb)

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Why does everything taste like chicken?

Canberra Times

21 Sep 2012

Looking back even further on the evolutionary tree, modern reptiles are related to chickens through a group of animals known as diapsids, which originated around 300 million years ago. Modern snakes and lizards are both descended from the diapsids – and as it happens, I have had the pleasure of eating a nice assortment of them ... Another group of animals related to diapsids are the testudines....(size: 10.4Kb)

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Top Dipset, Ya'll Can't Live His Life

[Cam'Ron: Intro]
KILLA... DIPSET... MY NIGGA DUKEDAGOD... THE MOVEMENT MOVES ON
Got alotta shit going on you left them bum ass niggaz Koch right?
they ain't got ya cake together right? WELL FUCK EM! We got DipSetMixtapes.com
s'lot a money over there B I ain't seeing NUFFIN! s'all good though Adrian, Karen
I'ma Hoffa in a minute you at Asylum now huh? The $8 a record is guaranteed there huh?
FUCK ALAN! ain't gotta worry about fightin' for ya money the money's there nigga
PROUD OF YOU NIGGA YOU DOIN THE DAMN THING!
Well you know we doin the damn thing too huh?
Def Jam my partners, HOLLA! Warner Bros my partners, HOLLA!
Koch, my son, label HOLLA! they under the armpit YA DIIIG?
Now one things for sure two things for certain
Hustlers hustle, Grinders grind and bitches is bitches
now a lot of niggaz be thinking like "Cam be poppin mad shit"
I'M ALLOWED TO POP SHIT!
I FLY G4's I RIDE IN LAMBORGHINI'S & FERRARI'S AND I AIN'T EVEN GO MULTI YET!!!
How I get all this shit huh?!
I get $5,000,000 in jewelry CAUSE I GET MONEEEEEEEEEY!
I ain't gotta sell records to get my moneeeeeey I get it how I get it... YA DIIIIIG?
My man Zeke is doing 3 they said he ran a Ecstacy ring
YOU KNOW WHAT A ECSTACY RING IS?!?!?!
HUH?! I don't wanna talk about it my man Sarge is making $4,000,000 a month
That's what the Daily News said not me
WHAT Y'ALL KNOW ABOUT 4 MILLION A MONTH?!?!?!?!
My man WeedSold got charged with kingpin charges in Buffalo
I dunno if he was a kingpin or not
I'm just telling you what the Buffalo Times said
I'M SURROUNDED BY MONEEEEEEEEEEEY!
Now on the way to the top you might have to slap some kufis off or step on some bunyons
BUT YOU GOT TO DO WHAT YOU GOT TO DO TO GET WHERE YOU GOT TO GET!
RIGHT DASH? RIGHT HOFFA? FUCKIN CLOWN NIGGAZ MAAN
NIGGAZ IS CLOWNS B I guess niggaz is a group now huh? Friends
Y'ALL OLD ASS NIGGAZ Y'ALL SHOULD BE "THE SUPREMES
"THE FOUR TOPS" OR SOMETHIN MAAAN
NIGGAZ CAN'T EVEN CONTROL THEY BITCH CONTROL YA BABY MOTHA MAN GOD DAAAAMN B!
With no further adieu though, DipSet the Movement Man, DUKEDAGOD, KILLA CAM
I'LL HOFFA!
[Cam'Ron: Verse 1]
KILLA!
Lemme write a note, my cats the type to tote (tote)
They love me but my connect, HA he'll slice ya throat (I swear)
He'll tie a rope, throw you off his nicest boat
Made him $30 mill when $30 a gram was the price of coke
Think my life a joke? (joke?), I been indicted folks
Do I like it? Nope I'm under a microscope
A paid lawyer and word to mother it's nice to know
I been told I got a psychic slash sniper flow (that's dangerous!)
I'm the shit, shit I should rock a diaper yo
No homo though, a few things I'd like to know (what?)
Like who the best, who the worst, who the greatest is?
Who needs some work in the hood, what's the latest and...
We rock foreign cars, spaceship modern taste
"Trailer load", lot of thanks, "Shabba Ranks"
Ed Moffa gang, don't forget the Kuffa Gang
Who got the bluest chain, two coupes moving lanes?
... IT'S THE SET BABAAAAY! Disrespect... .
We pull tecs, live... IN THE FLESH BABAAAAY!
Beefing you want it, get deep and I done it
Imma smack you with a c-note since you keep a hunned
Ha Ha... Blood Debiase, skully, beef and brocolli's
Only manero you know that could compete with papi
That's Jaffe, yeah Jaffe Joe
Y'all "Sloppy Joe", 10 4 copy ho!
[HOOK]
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
[Cam'Ron: Verse 2]
I'm in the Zoo every night B
come through in the white tee, icey
But watch wifey... "oooh I Think She Like Me"
I own liquor, fast money can't come finer
Me and Jim sold more Sizzurp (Syrup) than Aunt Jemima!
Get what we want, Albuquerque to V-Mont
Chi-town, Ohio, back to East Treemont
Diddy bop in Frinks, cop a army jacket
Back to the crib... get my army ratchet (ready for war!)
Mac milly clips, black act silly dick
Hat clapped, cat face looking like a Philly split
Control the baddest bitties, "Strokers" to "Magic City"
I'll stroke her, poke her, provoke her, grab her titties
Get crucially crucial, hit the "Pool Palace"
"112", "Visions", see my dude Alice
D.I.P, V.I.P, where we post up
Girls Going Wild, shiiit put them ropes up!
Don't act boo believe me I'll smack you
Now nice girls come on and let the trap through
My ice varies, canaries in the raw
I got niggaz shook, hands scary when they form
And... "I Be, I Be, I Be On That Kryptonite"
Mami mami her lips are white, ooh she sucking dick tonight
Now hit the crew off Drama, Duke Da God
She want the head like Dahmer, mama stupid hard
[HOOK]
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
Y'ALL CAN'T LIVE HIS LIFE... Y'ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!
[Cam'Ron: Outro]
That's right... YA DIIIIG??
I'M WELL RESPECTED...
NOT IN THE CITY, NOT IN THE TOWN, ALL AROUND THE WORLD
They love me in London, they dig me in Germany, they like me in Paris
What up Chicago?... K-Town...
You know what it is
Ohio!... Cleveland... Youngstown... Cincinnati...
Columbus is my playground HOLLA!
Yall can't fuck with this young MONEEEEY, young and HUNGRRRRY
It's Killa Season... the season has begun
You're all welcome... y'all all fucking welcome!!
HARLEM... 140th...Lennox
Yo check this out... April 25th the movie "Killa Season"
May 9th, the album "Killa Season"

Top Dipset, Losin My Love

[HOOK]
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE
[Juelz Santana: Verse 1]
Ok people welcome me back been one hell of a year but I'm healthy and back
Long time no see HAA, where I been where I be HUUUH, in the street HAA
Now I'm back to ride this horsey like YEE HAW
YEE HAW, EE AH GIDDY UP NOW
TO THE SOUND OF THE TOUCHDOWN....AYYY, I just scored a touchdown
YAY! And I sit in the days y'all, twisting the haze y'all
I don't listen to rap I listen to Dre I listen to "Hey Ya"
I'm one hell of a fly, hell of a guy, who better than I
Nobody I'ma tell you that and believe me I never did lie
[HOOK]
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (FOR THIS RAP SHIT)
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (MAN I'VE HAD IT)
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (FOR THIS RAP SHIT
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (DAMN I'VE HAD IT)
[Juelz Santana: Verse 2]
Y'all labels got it all confused, kid
I'm not at all amused...with
The boring music, y'all approve it, it's all some bullshit
Seems that y'all all amused with, everything that got to do with party music
Well I ain't in to damn party and moving, but we could still party to...THIS
C'mon CLAP! [Clap x15]
C'mon CLAP! [Clap x15]
So steaming hot, believe or not, can't seem to stop (NOPE!)
Til the day I get leaned and popped, 'til my breathing heart breathe and stop (SO!)
[HOOK]
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (FOR THIS RAP SHIT)
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (MAN I'VE HAD IT)
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (FOR THIS RAP SHIT
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (DAMN I'VE HAD IT)
[Juelz Santana: Verse 3]
I might as well keep puffing my weed
Like this shit means nothing to me
And I'm what I call G's, y'all what I call fleas, y'all what I call sucker MC's
So all y'all sucker MC's, come down please, class has started
Everybody lay ya #2 pencil UP!....now lay ya #2 pencil DOWN!
And that's ya career, after a year so glad that I'm here
So glad to be here, after a year but I've had it to here
With all this fake and rap, shaking this....you faking that
Homeboy you are fake and wack so please stop faking jack
[HOOK]
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (FOR THIS RAP SHIT)
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (MAN I'VE HAD IT)
COULD IT BE I'M LOSING MY LOOOOOVE (FOR THIS RAP SHIT

Top Dipset, It's Nothin (remix)

[Intro]
KILLA!
THIS IS A REMIX (remix)
KILLA CAM (Killa Cam!)
Featuring Hell Rell (Ruger Rell!)
Let's do it.....IT'S NOTHING, REMIX!!!!!!!!
[Cam'Ron]
Cash in the sweat socks, check the sweats pocks
Got a knot in there the size of a X-Box
Yall niggaz bet' not, headshot, "red dot"
These chicks are "Betty & Wilma", hear me? Make they "Bed-rock"
"Get Em Girl", my half-black-and-Italian wifey
Rocks all colors brotha', my Italian icey
I say "Get Em Girl", her diamonds out a diamond mine
Ion even like to rhyme, love, but love this life of mine!
Glare at the gems, yes stare at em' friend
Take a good look, cause I swear, I won't wear 'em again
These are "one time wear", earrings are one-time pair
one time for "one time", damn look how one time stares
Space in Baltimore, place the order
replace the quarter y'all, these fiends are chasin' waterfalls!!!
Here's a O of somethin', bro' ya so disgusted
Yes ya older buzzen's #1, NO DISCUSSION!
And you know I'm stuntin', I got it all.....
Crack, Coke, Dope, Sizzurp......"Robittusin"
The blam' blammer with Santana, leave Cam alone
For this man jam ya, scram ya damn camera phone
Bout to introduce his ass to the "hammer-phone"...
Smash not, smile holmes, dial-tone.......FLATLINE!
Gun in his mouth, call that the "chat line"
Bought my niggaz watches, that's how we "pass time"
[Hell Rell: HOOK]
WHERE THE LLAMAS AT, THE SQUEALERS...IT'S NOTHIIIIIN
A FEW FERRARI'S OUT THE DEALER....IT'S NOTHIIIIIN
MAN IT'S SO EASY TO KILLA, IT'S NOTHIIIIIN
Y'ALL ALREADY KNOW HOW THE DIPSET DOES IT, BUZZEN......
THINGS MOVING ON THE BLOCK.....IT'S NOTHIIIIN
ANOTHER HOME A NEW YACHT.....IT'S NOTHIIIIIN
THEY FRONTIN WE NOT BUT IT'S NOTHIIIIIN
Y'ALL ALREADY KNOW HOW THE DIPSET DOES IT, BUZZEN.....
[Cam'Ron]
Yo Rell I got a body in the trunk (why?)
Ain't no coke, papi in a slump.....
And I'm cocky with the pump, and the shotty, Kamikaze
Body after body CHUMP!, y'all prolly gettin jumped, I'm in the lobby gettin drunk
And the weed produce a foul odour
Thou sober, papi calls, "drought over"
Owe [him] 28, old school, I top mine, cop mine
[Once] the block fine, "Yahtzee", Yacht time!
I polly with Molly, ask mommy if Sherri could
Come to the crib, I live in Halle Berry hood
Floors marble, cabnets Cherrywood
Dishes "Gem-Star", in other words very good..
Speaking of good, I'm good with the semi
blow wood with the Henny/in the "hood like a Hemi" NIGGA!
Ya too feminin', took over 2 tenaments, with
Cookies & Cakes, the brand new Entemenns
We truly gentlemen, since I had the Grey Goose
Now I mix Grey Goose with Sizzurp, WE GREMBLINS!
Cause of cake mix, 10 homes, 8 whips
But the 8 whips I'm bout to trade for a spaceship!
Call me NASA man, insides plasma fam
I got a warrant? I'm in orbit, come after Cam!
You gotta adore it, I explore it, just like Dora
Take the order, gift-wrap it..."Bora Bora"

Top Dipset, Bloodshed R.i.p Freestyle

"Six Figgahh...."
[Bloodshed]
Up in the 600 with Momo's, bluntin' friends with four-fours (.44's)
Po-pos, pullin' a nigga over, like they locos
Maybe its just my time whores, or is it just cuz im the crime boss
And swatch is mad cuz every dime cost
Plus the bad influence that you're proud of
Wettin' niggas up like showers
Sellin' crack, smackin powders
Dudes gigantic, ice flooded like the Titanic
Cash expanding, flash it for granted, stash it in the ceramic
And keep it in my crime family, -glaciers and ice-
Cuz life ain't nothing but papers and dice
And frontin, i used to profit slow-e-ly
Niggas they know of me, plus, all of the older G's
Never thought i would grow to be the Cash-Gettin
Mad flippin, soakin in the bath while ass-drippin'
Gettin' blast, thinking of past victims
I know it ain't hard to see son, I'm Nino

Top Dipset, You Make Me Say

[Intro: JR Writer]
Dipset...Oh Girl...Heatmakers
What I'm gon' do with you hunh?
JR Writer...
Mattafact...come here
Let me talk to you for a second
[Verse 1: JR Writer]
Yo, unh...
Now look at shorty, she laced in the flyest gear
Heart racing when I appear
Come pace with a pioneer (that's me) hunh
We could pace the entire teer, after that
Go and pack, we skatin' up outta here (let's go) yeah
Take a place in the mile fare, and fuck ya man
I'm ya man, be faithful when I aint there (yeah)
I, see you draped in designer wear
Nice clothes, like those
I'll take you to buy a pair (come on)
Where, that's Paris to Malon
Fill ya bag up with Vuitton, you the baddest in the bon
Understand, I'ma rapper with some charm
Don't worry about them lil groupies grabbing on my arm
Cuz that just ben my life, benz and ice
Swimming YIKES, often, stalking
Following, I'm in they sight
But you could come through, 1-2
Dim the lights, touch for touch, what's the rush
Mama you could spend the night
[Hook: JR Writer (Some Voice)]
It's like
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
It's like
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
You make me say
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
You make me say
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
Over and Over
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
It's like
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
[Verse 2: JR Writer]
Unh...yo...
Now we could squeez and cruise
Throw on the visa shoes
Drop the loser, pick the winner
Even though you seem confused, not being rude
But ma, you need a dude to take you out to B-B-Q's
And I'll take you out to B-B-Q's
Show you the finer things, Mr. K's
Mr. Chows, sit and chow
Pour some wine, sip Crystal
It's the style, sit a while
Talk a sec, talking sex
It's just foul, I know it's been a while
Go ahead, grin and smile
Here you go hicking now, talking bout he brought you ice
Like it's the thought that counts
Don't worry about the cost of price
Then he look you in ya face, like of course it's ice
Girl come get with baller, I could pay your mortgage twice
And that's four for life, Naw that's more for life
Go ahead and board your flight
We hittin' the resort tonight, The results tonight
Will be me and you, seeing you
Peek-a-Boo, come here, turn off the lights
[Outro/(Hook): Some Voice]
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
(What am I gonna do about you ooh)
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
(Oh girl, Oh girl)
(Oh girl, Oh girl)

Top Dipset, Worried

[DukeDaGod]
Let's get back to doin what we do man
Harlem, we still in the building man, and ain't shit changed man
"Killa Season: The Movie" in stores, April 25th
"Killa Season: The Album" in stores, May 9th
I go by the name of DukeDaGod
Dis my other nigga from 40th
Let these niggaz know who you be
[40 Cal.]
Who am I? 40 Cal. motherfucker
Gat to your back, get down motherfucker
Clown motherfucker
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Let me try to explain
I shoot his truck up just to drive him insane
Give his Rover the new name, the firing range
When we see you yell fire and aim
Cause when I fire them thangs it's like
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
I gotta watch who wit me, watch who pretty
Drop two-fitty on a hot new Bentley
But when it come to drops say he cop too many like, damn
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Down with wonderful Cal. {they make Hummers in brown?}
Nah I just shitted on you, even haters lovin my style
I'm a role model, I make the hustlers proud
I make the customers smile
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Catch me in them thangs with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it ain't Vivica or somebody sim-i-lar
Comin down the block the suspense is killin ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
That's Cal. we see him {we see him} we leavin {we leavin}
He schemin, he be beastin
Heard he kill people, we believe him
Oh shit he's reachin

Top Dipset, White Girls

[Cam'Ron: Intro]
KILLA!
Lemme tell you about my wifey real quick......
Had her wifed up........that's what's in and shit ya dig?
[Cam'Ron: Verse 1]
Yo she took me out my stinkin' aces, to the pinkest bracelet
Basics to basics, no way you could think I'm racist
Got a white girl, tell you that she's quite thorough
Borough to borough, flew me through this white world (from what?)
From Columbia, then she moved to Canada
Now she live in Harlem, writing, you could say I manage her
Met her in '90, jayvel was the damager (????)
I wasn't understanding her, that nigga was a fan of her
That was confusing her, he was abusing her
That wasn't new to her, bought me a Luger brah'
Of course of course, never had intercourse
Of course of course, without her wouldn't of been a boss
I would flip for my mama, got me getting my commas (get it?)
Paid for my 1st va-ca, a trip to Bahamas (YES!)
Swam in the ocean, I was dishin' pirannas
That's my girl girl, yup, so give her some honor
[HOOK]
POPPA HAD A DREAM
POPPA HAD A DREAM
POPPA HAD A DREAM
OOOOOOH, YES HE DIIIIIID
[Cam'Ron: Verse 2]
My pride and joy, I call her butter
When she bake a cake, we'll be lovers
She live with me right, I hide her from my mother
see she wouldn't understand I'm supplyin the gutta
I let my baby hang outside with the brothers
Come back, cake on the bed the size of the covers
Shot 5 with a sucka, another 5 with a trucker
Took a hit without paying, won't get a dime for my butter
That's my holy ma-momma, second only to 'ganja
But I did watch her, played Tony Montana
Here's a queeeeeelo, yep she'll be back
For them peso's, yep she'll be crack
Rocks so bright, money so right
I got 7 workers, she's Snow White
And you know the steez, I met the ocean breeze
Killa Cam hand to hand with Cocoa Leafs
AND, and it's.........IT'S THEM BOYS
WE GET DOUGH
ASK A FIEND
CAUSE THEY KNOW
AND, and...........DON'T BE SHY
WHERE TO LIE
YESSIRY
WE GET HIGH
FA'SHO, DIPSET...............LET'S RIDE
[HOOK X3]
[Cam'Ron: Verse 3]
KILLA!
McGoo said that the bird's the word
But the fur byrd gang flip bird's on curbs
And, it's ya homey thunny, I got a pony dummy
Phoney's clone me, calm down I'm only money
Like Prince Akee, you the servant semi
Living Martin's dream as I burn a hemi
Not concerned with many, got my girl here
When it come to money, shit I'm burning plenty

Top Dipset, What Kind Of Life Is This

[Juelz Santana:]
Ohhh... Ohkay... Santana... You Act Like Guys Dont Go Through This... Dipset Holla At Cha Boii... Yeaa.. Ohkayy... Keep Movinn
[Chorus:]
What The Hell Is This I See
This Cant Be Happenin To Me
What Kind Of Life Is This (Ohhh)
I Feel Like Im Going To Cry Some More
Cause I Cant See My Baby No More
And I Never Felt Before
[Verse 1:]
We Used To Have The Best Sex
Back Seat Of The Car
With Your Feet Up On The Head Rest
We Used To Do Whateva, Wheneva
While I Drove On The Wrong Side Of The Road (Yea)
Damn Girl You Were My Down Chick
My Pretty Brown, And Round Chick
Law School Attendent, Intelligent
You One All Da Cats Were Hatin
Cause I Was 18 And You Were 23 (Yea)
Couldnt Understand Expecally We Had
I Need You Girl Wont You Come Back
Cause I Miss The Special Times
Ill Be Waitin Home Till You Come Back
[Chorus:]
What The Hell Is This I See
This Cant Be Happenin To Me
What Kind Of Life Is This (Ohhh)
I Feel Like Im Going To Cry Some More
Cause I Cant See My Baby No More
And I Never Felt Before
[Juelz Santana:]
(Ohkay.. Its Santana.. Let Me Talk To You.. Yupp)
Yo Im Like Where Da Hell Did My Lady Go?
Where Da Hell Did My Baby Go?
Im Grown Now Im Like Where Da Hell Did Da 80's Go?
Where Da Hell Did I Slip Up At?
How Da Hell Can I Get Ha Back?
I Do Anything, Run A Mile And Spin A Lap
Run Around And Spit On Cap
Puff A Pounds And My Weigh Colapse
Cruz The City
A Hundred Townz Till I Get Ha Back
Shit Im Down To Do A Hundred Miles Of Runnin Fo Ya
Hundred Miles Of Lovin
Wid A Hundred (Something)
Please Dont Make Me Run A Hundred Miles Fo Nothin
I Just Want To Start It New
I Just Want Your Heart And Truth
I Just Want To Be Stable, Lable To Honor You
(What The Hell Is This I See)
Da Real Part In You
Baby We Change That
Lady We Re-Arange
Maybe You See The Mayback
Maybe We Can Arange That
Maybe We Can Just Lay Back
Roll A Blunt And Jus Blaze Back
Load A Gun With The Safe Back
(Aii)
[Chorus:]
What The Hell Is This I See
This Cant Be Happenin To Me
What Kind Of Life Is This (Ohhh)
I Feel Like Im Going To Cry Some More
Cause I Cant See My Baby No More

Top Dipset, What Is This?

[Jim Jones]
What is this, that gangsta gangsta lets get back to business
you gotta kill 'em dead so they dont ask the witness
no questions on the stand is there especially to the BLAM
yeah, I let 'em talk to the stainless
if it's beef lets keep it G we don't talk wit disclaimers
we say names we ain't playin we leave ya corpse on the pavement
and I ain't hard to find I'm in New York like the Rangers
my team, what, we all are nice
we pack guns and go to clubs and we ball all night
crack sales in the slums break the law all night
so the glock stay stashed up it's cops tryin to harass us
these pretty cars seem to grab they attention
they know these pretty cars cost more cash than they pinchen
plus the city's ours plus I'm back with a vision
DipSet in this bitch you know I'm a menace, nigga
[Hook]
It's uhhh
what is this
DipSet
what is this
byrd game
what is this
that certified G lets get back to business
say what say what say what
you heard me
say what say what say what
you heard me
say what say what say what
you heard me
man get a set of wings so you can fly wit the birdies
Harlem,(Harlem) across the 1-1-0, (thou-hundred)
where it all seems to rain and the sun dont show, (sun don't shine)
as long as it's white caine oh you know we gon blow, (get money)
shit these dice games we bet lump sums on roll, (can't stop)
wear white tees but the guns don't show, (got it on me)
and my advice where I'm from dont go, (be careful)
and we all love this life but we must follow codes, (follow that code)
it's a sequel society all we ask, trust
police keep on eyein' me now thats fucked up, (fuck 'em)
enemies know the deal we will clap shit up, (what's good)
we hit niggaz with heaters
watch the morgue come and get 'em put them niggaz in freezers, (them black
ziplock bags)
shit, he bit off more than he could chew, (no homo)
he did what he could but that was more than he could do, (stupid)
DipSet, shit we more than just a crew, (power)
we thick up in the hood, all aboard we on the move, (eastside)
now y'all expect us to stop, (nope)
I just cost 3 mill. of them records off Koch, (I'm still sellin')
what you can expect, expect for a drop, (watch this)
?? bubble back with the sky as my ceiling
[Hook]
Nigga I'm laughin' now I'm shoppin' on Madison, (why?)
just was in a hustle fiends was coppin of Madison, (nicks and dimes)
thats uptown though I was posted on 5th ave, (pollo)
12th street movin' all the poker that Rich had, (hustler)
I'm 17 I was bumpin' up mixed slabs
word, me I stashed every pack in this bitch lab, (stupid bitch)
I should've told her now the shit where ya kids at, (dummy)
don't get high on your own supply, (ya hear that)
it's the rules in life that we must apply,(well name a couple of them)
well we must get fly
through this concrete jungle big chunks wit tribes, (shoutouts to the homeys)

Top Dipset, War

[Intro: Hell Rell]
Yea this sound like a movie right here
Well fuck it, here go the soundtrack!
Bullets & Gunsmoke! DIPSET!
[Hell Rell]
Now...
If we was playing pro-ball, every game I'd be slamming on 'em
Step on my competition, yeah Duke I'm standing on them
I ran up on 'em, pussy ain't have his hammer on him
pulled the cannon on 'em, blammed it on 'em, 'til I jammed it on 'em
I got some A-rab's hitting me with coke
And when we on the phone we be speaking in some codes
A camel is an ounce, a kufi is a brick
Tell him I need 5 kufis, and meet me on the strip
Yeah I know "Stafalla", but I'm tryna cop some cars
Run up in the club that's popping and cop the bar
And everything I hear is garbage to me
You know where I be faggot, bring the drama to me
I'm Presidential nigga, Bush'll pay homage to me
I'm putting in alot of work man acknowledge a G....
Yes, yes, a G I am, holla if you need some grams
I'm poppin off by myself I don't need no Cam
I don't need you Jim, Juelz I got these niggaz
I don't care if they small or some stocky niggaz
I just grace 'em then erase 'em, I forgot these niggaz....
What they name again?....What they claim again?
Yeah these faggots hated, cause I'm they rappers favorite
You procrastinated so I got you assasinated
Shoot 'em up, bang bang, bullets in his Red Monkey's
Thought he was a gorilla? Nah, he a dead monkey
[Hook x2: Cam'Ron]
WE BLASTIN' BIG TECS (TECS!)
CASHIN' BIG CHECKS (CH-CHING!)
NIGGA'S TALKING RIGHT?....I AIN'T HEARD SHIT YET! (NOPE!)
WE'LL LEAVE THE DUDE FLOODED, AND HIS BITCH WET (WET)
AND THE KIDS GO....."LOOK DAD DIPSET!"
[Cam'Ron]
DIIIIPSET!
If this was football, I'd be scoring touchdowns (TOUCHDOOOWN!)
It's the circus though, I see some tough clowns (clowns)
I don't need you Rell (nope), nor Duke Da God (no Duke)
No 40 or J.R, I go stupid hard (stupid hard!)
What you dealing pops? How you feeling 'ock? (how you feel?)
My floors come up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!)
Not the crib that's the car when I wheel or not (not a house)
Plus a partition....bath, bar, kitchen
Yeah, pa' shittin (shitting), they say y'all didn't (YES WE DID!)
Every car driven....yeah from hard living (hard living)
Hang with Mariah, spent the night with Vivica
Every tabloid asking Cam "what you did with her"? (did with her?)
Just friends dog, "word to eveerything"?
YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy bling
Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti things
Cheddy heavy so fuck being some petty king (fuck all that)
Can't be nice right? Can't be arrogant
I stab a bitch over ice, "Nancy Kerrigan"
Slash Tonya Harding, see the mobster's mobbing
You don't like us right? We got ya momma boppin' (true)
She look like Amy Fisher, "don't the Range be bigger"? (usually)
That's a baby mama car you can't game me nigga
My Royce a quarter mill, chain a half a mill
Earrings another 3 quarter mill, you ought to chill

Top Dipset, The Pit

[J.R. Writer]
Holla
No sorrow haters wrapped in a Tahoe
For all those who saw J smash the Apollo yikes
All covered in ice like I was standing in Times Square
On "The Day After Tomorrow" holla
I'm in to bigger dough, sicker flow
Rocky dial what make it possible to Rocky-bow hit your hoe
I feel like Bigelow 'cause ever since I got the churp number
All I been hearing was bleep like the Springer show
I got Poppa Al money you got pocket-style money
Doggie, these maurie's try a thou' dunny
Girl's dropping wild funny
Soon as I step in and want to grab on the gator like Crocodile Dundy
See I'm the worst round, you'll hit the dirt ground
I surf towns in Jaguars that's dirt brown
I know it hurt clown, to see me laid in a suite
Under sheets, stuffed with more feathers than a First Down
Comfortable
[Hell Rell]
I copped a couple K's for the beef when it goes down
I told niggaz that they couldn't eat in they own town
Fuck off the strip, for I bust off a clip
My time is money I got to get the fuck off this brick
Follow me around and we'll see the life of a hustler
Follow you around and we'll see the life of a buster
Beat down, smacked up, robbed every minute
And my soldiers, they treat me like I'm God every minute
Hot as a fuck, but don't get acknowledged enough
This is grade-A piff you got garbage to puff
And when it come to my rocks get it polished and buffed
Same thing with your girl I get polished and buffed
A few bricks on the table, I'm smoking by the pound
If I don't blow I'm on the next thing smoking out of town
I'm sitting on grenades, I'm sitting on some blades
Yay, flip it suede fitted sitting on my braids
Nigga I got gats to tuck and Cadillac the truck
I deal with mathematics homeboy and you ain't adding up
Two plus two don't equal five
I eat the truth but feed you lies you bitch nigga
And I ain't ask to come through, man I'm barging out
From now on you address me as ?
[40 Cal]
I'm the kid from 140 baby
40 making all the cake
My dope like tsunami, I kill 'em off a water weight
You play 50 get your story straight
Niggaz up in 50 minus 2, that's ya number due, the 48
Well do the math, the nigga's a problem
You broke, ya dead broke when I kill 'em and rob 'em
40, niggaz think they can call shots.
Y'all ain't got no winds you lost hair like a bald spot
You want the Tupac Shakur props?
But it's like a disease now 'cause all y'all got is smallpox
And that's off top at ya door with 4 knocks
40 catch vicks in they halls like coughdrops
Porsche box, school you how to sell the coke-a
'Cause "Diplomat" without the "t" spells diploma
Tryna, tell you dolja, the flame in ya ass
The game in a smash, 40 keep his name in a stash
You the type to go to jail, turn ya name to Shebazz
I'm a menace, the O-Dog with the 'Caine on the ave

Top Dipset, The Gun Shop

Turn me up a little bit
Turn my music up
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Turn me up
[Verse 1: Hell Rell]
I heard you want to get a nigga shot and you putting up 20 stacks
That's to much money niggas do it for less than that
Go to war vest and mac, shooting dice, better stack
If I lose so what, I got money, bet it back
The rats still snitching and niggas still dying
I'm still selling and the niggas still buying
Yea, the chickens I pluck em and fuck em you love em
As soon as you see em you .38 snub them and stuff them
I like nice things like a ice ring, magnium we driving is equivalent to my right bling
Fuck with the set know the situation it might bring
Break your right knee, put your arm in a nice sling
I'm a Lamborghini Gallardo, you a keya sport
If you sueing, I ain't settling, see me in court
If you want beef, nigga see me in the streets
I'm on a 7 day cruise see you in a week
Writer
Dipset
Dipset
[Verse 2: JR Writer]
Listen doggy you're a joke, corny and you're broke
Going over board I have somebody throw you off a boat
Other than that the mac puff on ordinary smoke
Jet thru, neck blue like you lost somebody close
No you can never say I lost it, I ain't done so, if a nigga ever say I lost it he on coke hoe
They can't fuck with it I'm to damn nasty
A school bus double park, you can't pass me
It's the champs, who lay low on land, and range rov, looking for the J.Lo in tramps
You know j tho, j hoes, make them a Stan, strokes from your bank roll, change up your stance
Soon as a nigga walk up in the place they get ants, cause they know I can make it rain how you can't
I make strippers come out of their raincoats and dance
Still I give you a shot like I gave you a chance
Blah
Blah
Writer
[Verse 3: 40 Cal.]
All I gotta say is niggas stop cuffin cuffin you hugging them buzzin your scuzzins
You hug them down you rub them in public
You're such a clown you lust them fuck up your budget
She run around fucking your uncles and cousin
A lovely smile, a junk and some trunk for some luggage
Because of cal we discover the suckaz among us
You in the lose lose, fucking with the new dude
My chain like blues clues, view it like youtube
I'm in a cool mood, a ru chu wow, I'll shoot you
Used to your doo-doo brown, they say I'm going coo coo
Not coo coo cal, you want peace I'll do it chaka zulu style
To the east, my brothers, to the east
Nigga want peace, my brother, get the piece
Fucking with a beast, ducking from the police, I'm rapping with warrants cause I hustle in the streets
I, jump in the beef one deep, you signed to rat records you judged my the company you keep
You don't see how hard I spit cause ya'll the same lil niggas that borrow my shit
I can tell you rappers how to be hardcore kids, constipated you gonna see how hard I spit

Top Dipset, Street Pharmacist

Okay, Hell fuckin' Rell man
Dipset
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah yeah
Let's lock in, what it is nigga
[Verse 1: Hell Rell]
What the fuck B
These niggaz think I'm getting special bread
Cuz my watch stupid, face retarded like this is special ed
And my rims they go ring-around-a-rosie
I ain't the type of nigga you wanna bring around your homies
If he icy, stick him, rob him, slap him, or jab him
Grab the Uze and just ooze him or cock the Mac and just Mac him
Yeah, you know Rell catch a body on it B
Ya know how Dipset do it, bring the party to the streets
And the bitches be like, look at all these cars
Must be outta space, look at all these stars
Damn, now they star-struck, down on they hard luck
Fresh out the shower only way I could be washed up
I tell a hoe, "Yo go powder your face
Ma, I'm lookin' for fiends, I got powder to taste"
And there's still a lotta niggaz tryna be me today
Can't see what I'm doin', must be Stevie and Ray
Yeah (yeah)
[Hook: A-Mafia]
I'm a pharmacist, I move heroin in bricks
40 Gs on my wrist, bitches is on my dick
I heard them 40th niggaz is on some shit
Fuck with A-Mafia and I'ma spray off some clips
I'm a pharmacist, I move heroin in bricks
40 Gs on my wrist, bitches is on my dick
I heard the Dipset niggaz is on some shit
Fuck with Hell Rell nigga and I'ma spray off some clips
[Verse 2: A-Mafia]
Waddup Rell, the black mobster in here, yeah
And all we do is pack choppers in here, yeah
We can get it crackin' or poppin' in here
Or take it back to the scrappin' or the boxing in here
You fuck wit' Maf', blow a shot in the air, fuck the frail shit
I've been free for a while but I'm still on some jail shit
You wanna act big, holla at the kid
I got some gangstas that'll spank ya and push back ya wig
I spit like a split Mike and half a B.I.G.
I used to pump packs but now raps my gigs
Light the water up, light a quarter up
Put 50 up, 100 stack a OZ's, y'all know me
The O.G. who sold keys, only roll wit' them Rollies
We don't fuck with the police
Front on me and they gon' bleed
I know you wonder how I sold 500 thou
And still rap like a backpacker and sound underground
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Hell Rell]
My life is based around traffickin' and violence
I'm young but I'm old school like them African medallions
Troop shoot ya spot built
That shit you talkin' can get ya whole block killed
Believe me, you are not real
I'm buster-proof, you can't do nuttin' to me
Have 100 niggaz in hoodies in ya crib like what's goodie
Yeah, goddamn, all these muthafuckas hate us
I don't take orders, I ain't no muthafuckin' wiater
I'm a boss, so here's my ring, kiss 5 karats
Killing snitches, moving birds, those are my habits
I heard you run a town
And your connect was giving you the run-around
Well here, take my number down
I got coke for days, yeah blow for days
I like to rhyme but I love crime cuz I know it pays
I winked at her cuz I know that dame wit' you
You don't feel what I'm doin', you got Novocain in you nigga

Top Dipset, Straight Off The Top

[Intro: Jim Jones (Wayne Marshall)]
Ok (Uh huh) You know what it is (True true true true true true)
Another DipSet rudeboy shottas connection
Shoutout to my man Vybz Kartel [Vybz Kartel:] (Up to di time)
All my Portmore shottas, Wayne, I see you Wayne
(True true true true true true)
My Kingston rudeboys, you know, we DipSet mobsters now
So Wayne just holla at 'em, holla
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]
Straight off the top, we gettin focus now
We gonna top the pops, wait until Def Jamaica drops
We gonna make it clear, we gonna take you there
I told you when the smoke is clear
You know we'll be there
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Catch me hoppin through your lobby boy
I'm what you call a shotta with a shotty boy poppin at you batty boys
Pon Di River Pon Di Bank row your boat
Oh no it's boat loads of coke (Yeah!)
And we got pounds of kiki that's brown and green weed
Think you found a kiwi (Yeah!)
We lock it down fa scheezy
Lock down this easy clown around I squeeze three (Yeah!)
You might catch me packin a fo' fifth
After a good plate of some ackee and saltfish
I take a plane straight from the eastern
Fly straight into Kingston call Wayne and his peeps man (True)
Yeah, we got the bang in the streets man
Bang in the heat man, we pay the police man (Yeah!)
We don't go to jail for this
We won't go to jail for shit now run go and tell your bitch
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]
Straight off the top, we gettin focus now
We gonna top the pops, wait until Def Jamaica drops
We gpnna make it clear, we gonna take you there
I told you when the smoke is clear
You know we'll be there
[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel (Wayne Marshall)]
Diplomats gimme Diplomatic immunity
From Portmore city to Harlem community
Nuff thanks fi di opportunity
Now reggae and hip hop hand and hand like love and unity
Mi come collect weh due to mi, benjamins crazy props
Platinum from out di shops wear furs like di fox
Flow sick like anthrax pon dem tracks, we use to fire shots
Now we call di shots no need to call di cops
Everyday Jimmmy J Mr. Juelz
In a crazy throwback with matchin old schools
Dem and Marshall tek it to di fools
Vybz Kartel style technological like protools
When we roll people watch we more than di nightly news
Dem seh, up to di time dat's di slang we widely use
Wayne it's di right time we choose (True)
Fi get record sales bigger than sale of di Nike shoes
[Verse 3: Wayne Marshall]
Yep, that's who we are (Oh)
Straight thugs and superstars (Superstars)
They know we would a reach this far (Reach this far)
Now hip hop and dancehall a par (Oh oooh)
Yes, from di gangster flex (Gangster flex)
Now we be flashin and cashin checks (Cashin checks)
Can't predict what's comin next (No no way)
We movin up and makin giant steps
[Verse 4: Jim Jones (Wayne Marshall)]
Booyacka booyacka off a Jimmy Rankin
Rudeboys fight for white they pumpin
You know Harlem's hard
Like Kingston Jamaica down in the bottom yard (Boom!)
Yes we bringin our paper comin to charge our cards
See my paper so ill, it's in Jamaica for real
I'm 'gon straight to Negril that's where they make it for real
(True) Cruise through the ghettowith Wayne (Hey!)
We got them foreigner plates you know my ghetto the same
Up in them foreigner states
You know what's terrible things we got the horrible fate
Rudeboy shottas that move on shottas
Fuckers! Tuesday blockers can't do much nada
Eh eh! DipSet mobsters
We there connectin with some Kingston rastas, shit, wooh!
Hit the block kill a dread, get a glock filled with tech
Lick a shot kill him dead
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]
Straight off the top, we gettin focus now
We gonna top the pops, wait until Def Jamaica drops
We gpnna make it clear, we gonna take you there
I told you when the smoke is clear

Top Dipset, Still More Than Music

[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Been riding clean
Two hundred thousand dollar machines
Capital B with the wings
Flyin' in a flying spur
Grippin' on a iron berg, I in hurr
Shorty in dem designer, jeans
Damn, baby you lookin' kinda scrumptous
What are those Citizens Rocker Republics
Antique jeans, I'm a antique fiend
Let my antique sag off my antique ass
Crack for me, I'm back indeed
Bitch I'm all about my paper like a fax machine
On track like half your weed
Spit crack, two half a keys, that's a key
You can serve that to fiends
That be me, Santana
I'm ballin' like an athlete
You niggaz stinkin' it up like athlete's feet (Ill)
Yep, yep, I'm higher than the clouds
Flyer than the owl, hyper than the crowd
Screaming out liud, tell ya bitch calm down
There's no competitor better than a nigga like me
Etcetera, etcetera
I'm the hottest out, better check my temperature
Thermometer popped, can't check my temperature
Nope
[Hook: J.R. Writer]
You couldn't run wit' us
Listen, you don't stunt enough
I get it down, get it down, but my money up
Throw a couple bucks, show you how a baller do this
Lemme walk you through it, yup, it's more than music
[Verse 2: Hell Rell]
Drip, drip, baby that's the candy paint
Falling off the Ferrari while blowin' danky-dank
Love beef so I got my shooters on deck
On the ice so I threw the whole cooler on my neck
I take 'em to Divas, straight from a no-name hoe
But take 'em to my hood, show 'em my cocaine flow
They say this your other profession
Don't worry 'bout what I'm sellin'
Askin' too many questions, just carry my Smith & Wesson
Married to gettin' fresh, ya see this rock on my hand
What it cost me, ya know, a brick, about 1000 grams
Listen homie I'm the man, there's nothing you can tell me
Some many on ya head, 20 grand on the skully
Where do you shop, never seen those jeans
And I keep it G'd up like I'm Gino Greene
Ruger out in the streets, you see me grind
And the chrome rims shine on that DP-9
It's Mr. Ruger
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
Cats talkin' 'bout it's time to give the winner some
Slow down boy, it's time to give the kid a run
Paper chaser, paper spender
And I was built for the ballin' like the Staples Center
Can I get a what what, maybe a ooh ooh
But for my homies out there, maybe a Soo-Woo Soo-Woo
Catch me riding round on the prowl
Lookin' for some girls gone wild
I put your chick int eh Coupe, and she thick and she cute
They love it when I hit the button, dismiss the roof
Damn, we just had a hardtop
Now look, this car got a bald spot
While your jaw drop, her draws drop
Damn, shorty got a bald spot
I'm rock-n-roll like Guns & Roses
The consequences of my guns is roses
I reload just to un-reload it
Life's a bitch and yep, we bonin', we open

Top Dipset, Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

Zeek Dip, Dip, Dip, Dipset bitch
Dip Dip Dip Dipset bitch
Dip Dip dip Dipset Bitch
Dipset bitch Dipset Bitch
[Cam'ron:]
Why should I entertain lies in the game
Pies to my name
E 5 to his brain, die for the chain
Zeek hit the side of his brain, bang bang, fight in the lane
Dip Gang still ride with the Chain
Four guns to none, survive with the chain
You know who did it still grindin same
Now hide from the fame
Im seein it mane, Im seein vain
Damn thats my nigga 10 deep in the game mane
You hit the streets with Cane
Hit the streets in the Range
Shh, Shh, We aint repeatin they name
Beep Beep, Leap Leep, Three Deep, Keep Heat, Leave Leave, Sleep in the Range
Fuck a mic, Mac sound check, I back down sets
Ask about me, do your background check
40th guns revolve around history
40 wolves or a unsolved mystery
Give your corner caution, I go on flossin
Fuck the robbery I be on extortion
Embrace the lecture, test taste the texture
Not Lance Rivera, nor Mason Betha
Get the 8 and stretch it, til they laid in strecthers
Til the red van come try to raid and wreck us
Evil yes infections
Put the stamp on if they got the needles check em
[Chorus:]
Hey Zeek you alright (yea)
you wanna ride (yea)
45 on my side (yeeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Somebody gotta die tonite
Now Zeek in the pen (yea)
I want revenge (yea)
Mack 10 it extend (yeea yea)
Dip Dip Dip Dipset Bitch, Sombody gotta die tonite
[Verse 2: Cam' Ron]
Aye Yo, I get the raw Double, to cop more hustle
Leave my case open hope I get in more trouble
More scuffles, so the Law can shuffle
To my door they know when I get bored HUSTLE
My Man Goffrey Joe, still stop and go
Get a glock and blow if I yell Da da Doe
Is you Raba (NO) Even mama know
Im the shit but shit Vamoose gotta go
I visit Peru, just to canoe
Witnesses vision is too, They Mr. Magoo
Who, You, Me, Oh, Im Killa Bitch
Hustler thats all and that gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was Amatuer night I played sandman
I keep that Bam Bam Bigilo
Cam the Damn nigga tho
Fam Fam every damn nigga know
So blam blam yea you hear that trigger blow
Yes maam, toe ring and that there Figaro
[Chorus]
[Outro: Freeky Zeeky]
Fuck yall niggaz thats word to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of yall niggaz runnin by, walkin by,
sneakin by, creepin by tha corner to make sure im gone.
Imma kill yall motherfuckerz. Thats word to me, my Dipset fam, Killa C..
Every motherfucken body. Yall niggaz smell like spoiled pussy.
That's word to me baby. Yall niggaz wish, wish I was dead,
but too bad for yall motherfuckerz. Here I go.
Then yall gone run soon as see anything that looks anything like yall.
I dont give a fuck, its fucked up for everybody
dat looks anything lil lil tiny lil lil tiny lil bit like yall.
You kno who you dealin wit?.. i told Im half Coo-coo,
half motherfuckin crazy. I done bit half of my lip off waitin to
see one of yall motherfuckaz. Killa Cham, killa I know,
I know how you I know you wz walkin round wit da chain out
talkin bout try to rob me, try to rob me, I hope these motherfuckers try to do it
cuz I got somethin for they stinkin ass oh I got somethin for they stinkin ass.
My foot in they ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset nigga freaky zeaky...
im still here, poppin boucin fly az a motherfucker. Come fuck wit us,
I wish you would. I wish you could. Yall mother fuckers is some dead mother fuckers.

Top Dipset, So What's It Gonna Be

[Talking: Juelz Santana + (Fabolous)]
Santana
(Street Fam)
DeVilla
Dipset
[Bridge 1:]
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah)
[Chorus:]
We can't drink or smoke (uh uh), We can't eat or joke, (uh uh)
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be
I ain't tryin' to go there with you, (uh uh)
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (uh uh, uh uh)
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
The boy's back in the building, yes I iiiiis,
OK, OK, OK, Yes I iiiiis,
Oh he didn't, No he didn't,
Oh, oh, yes I diiiiid, ay!
How 'bout that big 'ol thing, in that big 'ol mink,
Like my shit don't stink, Yes I did,
And them hoes know how I get on down,
I'm like, ho, is you down, now come and get on down,
But I can't stay and grind, I can't waste the time,
If we ain't gettin' it on, So what's it gonna be
Is we crushin' or not, chick, is you suckin' this rock dick,
'Cause I'm lovin' ya hot tits, (yep!)
If not I must go, I must split, I must leave,
Grab my pants and my phone plus weed (aaand)
I won't leave a damn thing behind, not a damn piece of shine,
Not a damn bit of money, just a damn piece of mine, ay!
[Chorus:]
We can't drink or smoke, we can't eat or joke,
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be,
I ain't tryin' to go there with you,
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (no! no!)
I can't play around, I can't stay around, (Street Fam, bitch...real life)
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be (quit playin' bitch, haha)
I ain't tryin' to go there with you, (come and get some of this million dollar deal)
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (uh uh, uh uh)
[Verse 2: Fabolous]
I like the way you make it shake, ma (shake, ma)
The sexy faces that you make, ma (make, ma)
Makin' me do what it take, ma (take, ma)
To make you come and pet the snake, ma (snake, ma)
And I'm carryin' a python, scary when the mic's on, (uh)
And I walk around with them canaries and them whites on, (woo!)
Light up the club, when they barely got the lights on, (that's right)
Prolly got you thinkin' 'bout, marryin' this icon, (yeah)
I'm buryin' the bygones, (yeah) fuckin' like a pornstar,
I've got niggas hookin' they hoes up to Onstar,
The rich rapper, a.k.a. \"The Bitchsnapper\"
Who have ya baby girl held hostage in a Phantom, (oh!)
Callin' her man, sayin a nigga look so handsome, (oh!)
She gon' just stay, ain't no need to pay the ransom, (nah)
I'm on the Range's line, (uh huh) every time they change design, (uh huh)
Bitch, hurry up and get in, before I change my mind, huh?
[Bridge 1:]
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (yeah)
[Chorus:]
We can't drink or smoke, We can't eat or joke,
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be
I ain't tryin' to go there with you,
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (no! no!)
[Bridge 2: Juelz Santana]
If you want it then nod ya head like this, (like this)
If you don't want it then nod ya head like this, (like this)
If you want it then nod ya head like this, (like this)
If you don't want it then nod ya head like this (like this)
[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
Is we gon' get it poppin' easy, get it kinda freaky,
(tell me) Or is we gon' just sit and watch some TV,
(yeah? huh? what?) It's a yes or no answer,
I'm not Kobe Bryant, it's a yes or no answer,
I ain't here to chill, I came here for thrills,
Is we gon' get it on, now what's it gonna be,
Is you shakin' it all or, is you takin' it all off,
I'llbe waitin' for your call, PSYCHE
I'll be waitin' for your friend, She shakin' it all man,
And she takin' it off, damn, damn, damn,
I do not wanna kick back, do not wanna chit chat,
It's late, yes, I wanna hit that
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
We can't drink or smoke, we can't eat or joke,
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be,
I ain't tryin' to go there with you,
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (no! no!)
I can't play around, I can't stay around,
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be
I ain't tryin' to go there with you,
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (no! no!)
[Bridge 1: Juelz Santana]
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (ho!)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (ho!)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (ho!)
Hot damn, ho, here we go again, (ho!)
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
We can't drink or smoke, we can't eat or joke,
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be,
I ain't tryin' to go there with you,
I ain't even tryin' to go there with you (no! no!)
I can't play around, I can't stay around,
If we ain't gettin' it on, so what's it gonna be
I ain't tryin' to go there with you,

Top Dipset, So Gangsta

[Chorus:]
Am no gangsta... am no gangsta
I am no gangsta... not me
[Repeat]
[Verse 1: Jha Jha]
Uh, now look...
I, Jha Jha, pimps all tha big boys
Big mama whips all tha big toys
In tha major league, doin major things
Drop-top, '06 in tha gangsta lean
Dipset's queen, all you bitches bow to me
In the hood they bringin red carpets out for me
No really they bring dem red carpets out for me
Red banners, bandanas, you know what that fire mean
I got "Killa", "Capo" and Nell's co-signin me
She on fire, no way in hell she outshinin me
I spit fire, take you to hell on tha 16th
That's hot shawty, don't dare go against me
They say what we doin fin'a go down in history
This is a movement, all of our movers follow intentively
I take ya seven dollars and sell a mil independently
Make 'em off this industry, gettin money was meant for me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Jha Jha]
Yea...
Now these 34 D's known to make a nigga flip
Hypnotized by tha thighs and tha swivel in tha hips
Send his ???? on tha rise, I gave him a lil whip
He ain't even go inside, jus gave him a lil whip
Now he head-ova-heels, payin all tha bills
Hoe stop callin, he don't tell 'em where he live
Say that I'm tha difference when hittin tha cheap thrill
Time to stop pimpin cause this is tha real deal
Sike, already found tha love of my life
But we can chill in tha hills fo anotha night
Prada boots and linen, tha envy of all women
All shoppin sprees are sponsored by men 'n'...
Now picture me goin Dutch on a date
Only time that I'm buyin fo niggaz is birthdays
I got my own dough but I'll spend yours first
Jus cool be fa sho, I ain't goin in that purse
[Chorus: Unkasa adlibs]
[Verse 3: Unkasa]
You remind me of a passing song called 'Gangsta Bitch'
You my down ass gangsta chick
I got my hands on you waist and hips
Jus fo fun we can take a trip
To somewhere tropical, jus to get on-top of you
Send yo player Malibu, baby I wanna marry you
Probly cop you in a Caddy coup
Treat you jus like a daddy do
?????? Don't need to get a attitude
I'm jus tryin to last you, have fun, and laugh witchu
Uh, the way you walk and you smile
Yo baby, I feel ya walk n ya style
Tha way you walk through tha town
Can I come, I ain't walkin around
I'm used to ridin around in Porsche's and Prowls
Can you please be my Buffelin Brown
I will lick you up and rub you down
I will treat you right and lay you down
I will take you out and take you around
Ma...
Am no gangsta... am no gangsta...

Top Dipset, Santana's Town Part Ii

[Juelz Santana]
It's santana's town all over again baby
DIPSET DIPSET
DIPSET DIPSET
DIPSET DIPSET
[Juelz Santana]
yo I be with the rudest of rude, who move when I move
a platoon of bafoons, boom boom
and my bitches they be movin' balloons
zoom zoom, when the car come I'm movin' on through
you know the mack'll spit I'm so fuckin' imaginant
coke come in packages, I'm doper then the average kids
in the coupe I'm stuntin', with no roof I'm stuntin'
my hoes back that ass up like I'm Luke or somethin'
Daddy Duke or somethin', 2 live crew or somethin'
they pop that pussy pop pop that pussy baby
I'm a rockin' rollin' rollin' rockin' hold 'em poppin'
more shots then a shook can of soda poppin'
now how that taste man, get in your face man
that was personal imagine for some cake, damn!
for that green dog, I'm a mean dog
I'm a boom boxin'tool poppin' machine dog
I smoke weed dog, in Houston they lean dog
Miami them wolves is out, you moved it they move you out
yeah thats the rules they bout, and thats how they movin' out
[Break]
Ladies and Gentlemen Ladies and Gentlemen
(DIPSET DIPSET)
form a line form a line
(DIPSET DIPSET)
It's time to move
I couldnt find a better or appropiate time to do this
(DIPSET DIPSET)
so like I said please people form a line
(DIPSET DIPSET)
[Chorus]
It's the set up (yeah) throw up you set up (yeah)
Ladies (Aoww) Fellas (yeah) DIPSET DIPSET
It's the set up (yeah) throw up you set up (yeah)
Ladies (Aoww) Fellas (yeah) DIPSET DIPSET
[Juelz Santana]
okay lets get it started y'all, and I ain't talkin bout no party y'all
I'm talkin down south mardigraw
and no beads unless, I see some breast, I see some sex
It's piece and necks, get your knees correct
then you already know
go go go go go then shake it down the break it down
OH! I like it like that, you know I like it like that
she likes it like that, I know she likes it like that
all around her face man I drowned her face
how that sound and taste, shit, like a pound of cake
I ain't down to wait, I need my mullah now
all this "bulla" now (not later) I'll shoot ya now
my gun a foot long it also cook raw
360 degrees of cooked corn
[Break]
ok ok ok ok ok if you haven't formed in line by now
I don't know what to tell you
the movement has started the new movement that is
[Chorus]
It's the set up (yeah) throw up you set up (yeah)
Ladies (Aoww) Fellas (yeah) DIPSET DIPSET
It's the set up (yeah) throw up you set up (yeah)

Top Dipset, Poppin' Off

[Hell Rell
YEEEEA!
I mean I got to be the hardest, middle name concrete and shit like that, you know?
I mean thank you for the clapping, I know I'm hot, but you about to witness more greatness
Dipset Bitch, Welcome To Hell Rell!!!
[Hell Rell]
I got the metal pa', that's how I settle dram (drama)
Eyes "Jet Li" but I'm Afro-Ameri-can
I got a foreign bitch, sitting in the foreign whip
She don't speak English but she know how to slob a dick
Wrist crazy, neck retarded....yeah I'm flossing hard
Stepped my weight up, gave my own boss a job!
Yellow diamonds, looking like moron cars
Lawyer got in the ring what them cases afford 'em hard
Yeah he kept it real in jail, he a livewire
Hell Rell? That's the homey, official 5 rider
I'm the talk in all the hood's and every Barbershop
They say that boy go hard every bar is hot
So smoke ya haze cocksucker, take ya last drag
You about to die homo and you past fag
Crumble up ya rhymes, shoot 'em in the trash bag
AK's and bombs, my niggaz hood is Baghdad! (Weeks Block)
Now you see me in ya TV, stranger
And ya favorite rappers got me in his CD changer
I'm a general nigga, send ya greatest soldier
Uzi on the tour bus, please don't pull us over
I got weight, you need yay? I'm there
And ya bitch mad I won't let her braid my hair
I'm bout to cut that shit anyway, fuck that bitch anyway
Feds raided the spot, got another strip anyway
[Hook]
I'M POPPIN I'M POPPIN HE POPPIN
SO I MIGHT AS WELL PULL OUT THIS HAMMER AND....POP IT OFF
IN THE CLUB AND YOU DRUNK AND YOU FRONTIN
IF I GOTTA TAKE THE SNEAKER OFF THEN NIGGA....I'M POPPIN OFF
I AIN'T NO TOUGH TONY, I AIN'T NO ROUGH RICKY
BUT IF YOU FUCK WITH ME NIGGA....I'M POPPIN OFF
HELL RELL I'M A CERTIFIED G BETTER ASK ABOUT ME MY NIGGA....IM POPPIN OFF
[Hell Rell]
In jail Bronx niggas is known for popping off
Them bricks got moved, YES I can cop a Porsche!
Rapper's I potty train them, I'll let the shotty blaze 'em
They tryna put Rell under the jail...Saddam Hussein 'em
Who the hardest?.......name 'em
If they don't mention the dude then who the fuck these fans listening to?
See a coward won't smack you but a gangsta will
I'm hot in the South like DJ Drama Gangsta Grillz
See you paying car notes I got gangsta bills
When did you get tough, you poppin gangsta pills?
[Hook]
[Hell Rell]
I AIN'T NO TOUGH TONY, I AIN'T NO ROUGH RICKY
BUT IF YOU FUCK WITH ME NIGGA....I'M POPPIN OFF
HELL RELL I'M A CERTIFIED G BETTER ASK ABOUT ME MY NIGGA...

Top Dipset, O.G.

[Intro]
SAGA! DAMAGE! YES SIR
J.R Writer....to all of my g's coast to coast
FLACO THE GREAT!
[Hook]
I'M A REAL O.G (YOU AIN'T HEARD ABOUT ME?)
I'M A REAL O.G (J.R WRITER NIGGAAAA)
I'M A REAL O.G (YOU AIN'T HEARD ABOUT ME?)
[J.R. Writer]
I been the hardest with them bars of piff, you could tell JR is sick
Pardon prick, we started this...you can never harm a dip (never)
You niggaz harm-a-less, you would never harm a tick
I ain't too happy but ya girl give me the marvelous
I'm a quarter brick, something you would jog to pitch
This is that lean boy, you still got ya starter kit
I ain't bothered with...these niggaz you see talking
When we ride past, same niggaz you see walking
It's just sickening, I be listening
They rap about they man fucking ride that they sitting in (get some wheels!)
They ain't whipping em, nor stick-shifting 'em
All his broke ass know how to do is GET IN EM
You's a slouch nigga glue up ya mouth (shut up!)
I copped a Charger way before you ever knew it was out
STOP!...you was never hot, I'm a 100 times better ock
Yeah your up, so up...I bet you that you'll never drop
[Hook]
[J.R. Writer]
Now...I got these bastards hating cause I'm in an Aston racing
Switch lanes, cross 'em over like I'm Gary Payton
Don't know my way around? The wrenches ain't aggrevating
I'll have a whole conversation with my navigation!
You move sloppy, hopping off a Ducatti?
I'm bout to make my 2nd car a Bugatti
It's true mami, tear seats, blue body
1.2 ocky, since Jim copped that new Maesi (Maesaerati)
You dude's throppy, I'm paid cause I'm nice
You will never ever see a day in this life
I keep K's for the fight.....so when I say give me "my space" no I don't mean a page on a site
The K that I spray out you'll lay with the mice
We paid out, I can get you grey for a price
Look take my advice......or lay in the river
Don't you dare say my name if you ain't a good swimmer!

Top Dipset, No Days Off

Yeah..
Its like no days off with this shit man, Come on
[Verse 1]
Crime rate back up, my mind stay backed up
Just opened a new spot, the line stay backed up
Piece still workin good, police still jerk the hood
Keesh still boof her break, come home and work it good
I still got that big ass goose down
case I ever gotta bring that big ass tool round
This shit is just one big ass zoo now, zoo town
Who knows who gon' be gunnin you down
I stay on heavy alert
Cause I know plenty of jerks, wish me bad and send me the worse (yeah)
Send me the curse--but I told ya I'm a soldier
Rather be buried than hurt (shit), I'd rather be buried in dirt
Without a tombstone, just plenty of dirt (yeah)
That'll work, before the day I ever say
"Son I can't feed you, son I can't please you."
You'll never be the son of that evil
Cause I'll become somethin that evil, dumpin that Eagle
It's all chess moves, make ya best move
Cause the wrong one will cause you a flesh wound
And a wise man told me
"Don't date the days, cause a date don't change the days"
And flippin pages don't change the page
All that does is change the page (shit)
And that why we hold heat in these cold streets
Cause negros creep, I can't be low key
And these police, lean on me
Tell me I gotta pay, give 'em green or heat
Gon' take me to the bing for free
And my bail gon' be more than Chi-Ali's (yeah)
That's how these coppers work, they all rotten jerks
Pigs, Uncle Toms and some Papa Smurfs
Thats how it goes down man
Still on the block, still doin' what the fuck we do
Told you it's no days off
You sleep, you gone
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Now I'm sittin in this room stuffed, all boomed up (shit)
Not knowin what's who or who's what
I won't drink, so I'm sippin the water
High as fuck and my vision is tore up
And then I heard--I looked up and thought I saw B.I.G. in the corner
Then I knew the agenda, get it in order
But I was so used to givin the order, him gettin the order
His man delivers the order (yeah)
I'm all for this beef shit, it's war when the heat spit
Fact is, all we good for is this beef shit (yeah)
And so hood at this, so good at this
Coke pushin shit, shit, why would I quit?
You'll never see an easier dollar than when a fiend bring a dollar
Long as youre keepin that product (yup)
And I'm keepin that product, I dont gotta re-stock up
Let a drop come, I'm eatin the block up
I'm sellin weight customers packs
They fiendin the cop stuff and I know the drill, yeah I know it's real
You don't wanna have to shut down ya spot
And have ya fiends have to come down the block
Stop complanin, shut up now and cock (take that)
Cause I will set up down the block
And your strip'll be mine, ya Nicks'll be Dimes
I will set up now and rock
Nigga, I told you man
Take a day off, you fuckin slippin nigga
And real niggaz don't do that
You follow me?
Follow me
Ha ha (Yeah) Dipset bitch
It's a new movement goin on
Killa, Jim Jones, Freeky, JR...Bezel...Okay

Top Dipset, My Block Freestyle

[Jim Jones:]
Yo, My homey Cash, well he gone for five
Send my prayers, do your thing, I'll be going for mine
Cause, we live life to the fullest
Three hundred and sixty five nights on the strike, that's a bullet
Now, uncle Ricky got a month and some change
And it feels like the garbage truck just dumping the pain
All on my shoulders, I'm warning my soldiers
The nights could get chilly, the morning's much colder
I've seen summers get cold
And playas do it up until the point and that they done and they fold
They can't succumb to the cold
Those of frostbitten, up north sitting, just like some f'n lost kittens
They get locked up for carrying boy
They doing time up in Marion, boy, uh
I respect you
You do your time like Gotti, and come home like that Marion boy
Dipset, Holla
[Juelz Santana:]
It's Santana, get ready
December
Messin with the gangstas, riders, uh uh
Ya'll messin with some gangstas, riders, 911 survivors
Ya'll still want beef than holla
You think you bout it, get your piece and holla
Squeze the piece when I think it's problems, do you follow?
Young Muhammad Atta, no plane lessons, cocaine lessons, just a plot of towers I had
Before they crashed and divided the towers
I'm hurtin' working hard to reprovide the towers,
Told you, you messin with a gangsta boy,
You messin with some gangstas boy
Don't do thatt
You got coke don't move that
These blocks belong to us homie
Remember I told you that
Ask me your boys leave no more messages
I see you pumpin I'm steppin in my weapons and
I'm shootin off to the death of him
If he try to run shots ahead of him
He's already done it tell em (tell em)
Welcome to New York City (uh ohh)
No, Welcome to Dip Set City (holla)
And thanks to Cam I'm Harlem's new anchor man
Yes chump you should shake my hand (whoo)
Cause the cuk will make you too cocky
And I'm not gon wanna talk to you dudes who move sloppy
So move watch me
Stand still don't move watch me
I'm a show you how to do this yeahh
[Cam'Ron:]
I'm gonna break it down real quick
Ayo look dog, I bought villas
Stayed in resorts scrilla
How extort Killa? I extort killas
Man I caught killas, disarmed four killas
Cat frontin *POP POP*, poor killas
Who more realer we than the four wheeler
F Mike, til you see me you never saw 'Thriller'
Fishscale, fishscales, Gorillas
Dirty whore want me to go raw will ya?
Smart Pisces fresh from the Archdiocese's
You got heart fight me? I'll dearly depart wifey
I'm Anfernee I do things the Hardaway
Pardon me, escalade, marmalade, mama stay
And I send 'em where stars'll play
And the dude cop a car today color: pink chardonnay
And I'll clap at ya man, Clap the clappers
Clap on Clap off, Clap at his hands
Only thing he ever clapped was his hands
Hell get butt raped, duct taped the Michelin man, bastard
Get in the van, listen to Cam, maggot
Get in this van, listen to Cam, maggot
Listen, let's bring it back, you know why?
Cause, this is the year when cassidy is shipped in the van
Envision my plan, listen to me, listen
I'm Mr. Era the BMBB's
I was duckin GMDC
Had that scope aim and I'll light ya
Seen all islands Caymans to Rikers
Contain, Detain, Maintain, Complain
It's bigtane? rain
The game is for lifers,
I don't care
I'll put flame in the fire
Christian, Athiest, Pray to Elijah
Don't play, okay, just pray I don't snipe ya
Cause with the SK
Doggy I'm OK
My AK was my AKA Before my ABC's and had me A' Ok
I'll show u how to make 2 million out ya deal
For the right price I could get you out ya deal
Smack ya CEO
That's when the teck is soarin

Top Dipset, More Than Music

[Intro: Duke Da God]
In the beginnin' of this movement it was all a dream
The passion, the dedication, the persistence
To achieve greatness, to reach each and every speaker from here on out
We didn't land on the rock, we moved the rock
All my niggaz from state to state. All my niggaz from town to town
All my people from nation to nation, yes I brought somethin' powerful with me!
And yes I brought some powerful people with me!
And we'd like to present somethin' we call More Than Music
[Verse 1: Hell Rell]
Niggaz clap to the flow they applaud my music
We do this for the love Duke this is More Than Music
1's for the money and 2's for the show and
3's for the Cadillac ridin' on vogues, man
Can you imagine how we smashin'
This motherfuckin' game we got a right to braggin'
I ain't with the talkin' fam I see you and attack
And we the Byrdgang I threw this eagle on my back
The Bronx is where I reside haze got me hizzigh
I hustle to get rich; you hustle just to get by
How you cook your coke I ice water with mine
I'll burn all my money before I give a bitch mine
Picture Rell trickin' on 'em
They not envelopes picture Rell lickin' on 'em
The game switchin' on 'em
Still over the stove cookin' that raw
And I analyzed the game when Killa took me on tour
All the G's salutin' me bitches screamin' my name
Felt good to be on stage rocks gleam from the chain
I put my life on paper when I record my music
You can look me in my eyes and see it's More Than Music
[Verse 2: J.R. Writer]
Me I still tag play the groupies
After raw dog try to valet the hooptie
Sazzae a hoochie with bags made of Gucci
And truly take her to a ballet and movie
What you ain't understadin' shorty
Picture me blam the 40
I got a line up of killas tha'tll just blam you for me
Cause when I'm out its like Girls Gone Wild
Soon as I lift up my shirt the cameras on me
I freak a land of hoes sittin' on that Phantom Rolls
Pound down an O roll it in Habana golds
Sinatra dutches you gots to love it
Addressin' like dressin' catch up/ketchup the drop is mustard
See how I switch fag Jag with the rip rag
How many rides I own never been to Six Flags
If the bitch ask for me to really trick bags
I tell her kiss ass hit her with a Kiss laugh
Snitch you should go gossip with the chicks
I'm logically the shit a bottle full of Cris
That's Prada on my kicks your wife all on my dick
A pimp check the blue mink pocket full of chips
A lot of y'all sick corner based snort this tape
And when I rap scrap they say Lord have sake
The six-minute prince every rapper sorta hate
Cause I do it no pause breathers nor water breaks
They boy get stupid ain't no more to me
Ain't no more to see, I'm More Than Music
So the dudes lust 'em it's a movement fuck 'em

Top Dipset, If Only You Believe

[Intro]
[Kids Singing Throughout]
"If only you believe, if only you believe, I believe we'd get by
If only you believe, if only you believe, in miracles so do I"
[J.R. Writer]
uh, big up the boy J.R. Writer in the building y'all
Only this time around, it's sentimental
You know what I'm sayin'? It's miracles
Uh, watch how I paint this picture, let's get vivid
[Verse 1]
Yo, my vision is just ill, I'm picturin' it still
How my life revolves around a miracle foreal
Vision it just vivid, so I spit it through a deal
A song album, wow, these miracles are real
Still, yet through tragics, you seen it, bet it's magic
I said "I bet that's magic", it's like he never had it (word)
To his fans in the stands it was just extatic
I know the back of his mind he thought he'd never last it (true)
But he did, and he lived, like you gots to be kiddin'
This song goes out to them tsunami victims
Who got ditched homeless, without a spot to live in
Family gone, not a car knorr a pot to piss in
Kids ya livin', let's start basically rebuildin'
A couple days y'all managed to raise a couple million (that's crazy!)
I ain't spiritual, but it had to be God's wonders
That helped Zeke through gettin' shot and hit with a car bumper, I wonder
[Talking over singing]
uh, I'm just tryna show y'all man
If only you believe man, this miracles are real man
Uh, I need you to zone out with me though, dim the lights a little bit
Uh, yo, check it
[Verse 2]
Through the trial with a girl, gettin' outta Lapearl
I would never think that I would bring a child in the world
It's a miracle from seein' the birth next
To seein' the burp yes, first words, even the first steps
Goo-goo ga-ga, who-who ha-ha
peek-a-boo, I see you, you-who papa
Guy I'm just God blessed
This whole song is based why you seen Kan West, surivive through that car wreck
For gettin' away where murderers get at you
To my man down on trial for a murder he didn't do
Whoever thought we'd get through slavery and racism
Slavery was racism, pacin' through, hey livin'
To Martin for heart, a heart that was smart
The proudest step to Malcolm X for marchin' his march
To the cops when there's trouble at the spot on the double
To firefighters pullin' bodies out of the rubble, let's sing
[Talking over singing]
Whoo! Hey Killa, hey Killa now I understand why you call me the writer of writer's
I feel like a miracle in the making man

Top Dipset, I'm Laughin

I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
[Hell Rell: HOOK]
WE...BE ON THE BLOCK ASS NIGGAZ I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THESE JAMIE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
[Hell Rell]
Now the boat's on cruise, the scope's on you
Damn right cocksucker the joke's on you
I'm laughing all the way to the bank
plus I'm blasting all the way til it stank...GUNPOWDER!
Bust a brick open powder the scale
If you was in Clinton with me you wouldn't come out of ya cell
I'd have you scared to go get dressed, scared to go to the yard
You might as well be a good brother, go to the Mosque
Fucking with me? It's off with ya arms
You'd rather spit on the Qu'Ran, in front of Saddam
You'd rather rape ya little sister in front of ya mom's
Flex it's Dipset baby, drop hundreds of bombs!
You dealing with dealers that's dealing with the hand that they dealt
I'm gripping my strap, always got my hand in my belt
Can't take faggots, I can kill him and his man by myself
Cause they pussy and I know it and they know it theyself!!!
[Hell Rell: HOOK]
MY COCAINE COME ON THE BOAT NIGGA
I READ YA LIFE STORY AND IT GO WITH THE JOKE....THAT'S WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU (you funny niggaaaa!)
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
WE...BE ON THE BLOCK ASS NIGGAZ
I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THESE JAMIE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
[Cam'Ron]
KILLA!
Mr. Giles with Mr. Mohammed (what up Rell!)
Chocolate Maybach with Baurties (rims), these bitches could vomit, like....
TO COP THE THIRST FROM MEEEE, GIVE ME THE THIRD DEGREEEEE
My third grade teacher, peep her....she want to work for me! (haha!)
I ain't graduate, I ain't make the honor roll (nope)
Failed gym, the Dean said I'm walking on a violent stroll (how's that?)
Spit on Art teachers, fighting every talent show
Fuck the Principal, it's the principle....SILENCE YO!
In the jam sport the Calicoooo
Fuck with Cam? Thought about it bro, fuck a smart Alec ho!
Here's ya lesson....fuck school, cop a pound
In the States spot a town, grams triple, lock it down
Oh, you got it now? Wanna get it popping now? (now?)
Well be careful on the Hill, they could spot a clown
They'll take ya money and ya work while they capping at ya
You'll be running down the hill while they laughing at ya
[Hook]
[Hell Rell]
Your rap book is a whole bunch of riddles that you scribble
Your not a baller you can't dribble, and ya middle name is little....COWARD!
Little nigga, little house, little rocks
Pull up on ya little block, hop out with my little glock
Make it pop, my whole clip fill it in ya spine
Before that make you say DIPSET a hundred million times
Let me see some old Soundscan, what did Bleek sell?
Teiarra Marie.....what that little freak sell?
All them niggaz went wood and I'm laughing at them
Got my wrist in the air throwing karats at them
These niggaz is dumb, I pre-school teach them
Plus I'm....stingy with rhymes, I tea-spoon feed them
We the braggers & the boasters, our ratchet's in the holsters
Now we pull 'em out faggot, target pratice with ya posters (bang bang!)
God damn he's a stand up comedian
Hell Rell with a stand up TV rim

Top Dipset, Grill 'em (remix)

[Intro: Cam'Ron]
THIS IS A REMIX
J.R WRITER...FEATURING HELL RELL, AND MYSELF... KILLA!
WE ABOUT TO LET Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKERS KNOW WHY WE RUN THE WORLD.....YA DIIIIIG?
[Bridge: JR Writer]
This that get 'em sound
This that get it down
This that 2 step, wheel shaker, spin around
This that pick a clown, size him up, try ya luck
Playa hate, grill him down...lemme see you twist ya frown
[Cam'Ron]
KILLA!
They got guns, well maybe they'll squeeze / (maybe they'll squeeze)
I'm a piano I got 88 keys (88 keys)
Mami sniffed it, it went to baby brain (wooo)
Road the subway now I'm on the gravy train (aiiiiii!)
What you call balling, all y'all boring
Knock his teeth on the grill, "Paul Wall foreman"
All these pricks, I took weed trips
"Tore the club up", yep, on that 3 6 (Three Six Mafia)
I'm the realest of cats, and I'm still where it's at
I been broke with the South, trill to the trap
Stealing, wheeling caps I been peeling them back (back)
We dealing you squealing, we killing the rats (rats!)
Santana.....KILL EM KILL EM KILL EM, KILL EM!
J.R...GRILL EM GRILL EM GRILL EM, GRILL EM!
I will pop you while I'm popping a pop-a-wheel
Paid In Full not the deal...put him in Potter's Field
[Hook: JR Writer]
DON'T STOP, GRILL EM!
DON'T STOP, GRILL EM!
DON'T STOP, GRILL EM!
DON'T STOP, GRILL EM!
DON'T STOP, GRILL EM, GRILL EM, GRILL EM, GRILL EM, GRILL EM
DON'T STOP, GRILL EM!
[Hell Rell]
Mr. Ruger picture a coward confronting me
Nature's mad because the trunk is in the front of me / (foreign)
Gangsta's on In the back of me, hammer on the hip of me
Hand full of piffery, damn I know they sick of me
They gon' say the boy's the hardest this year
And I'm a G so, I'ma eat regardless this year
Come to the crib, yeah it's retarded in there
Big screens, suede couches, bunch of marble in there
Damn, undercover hating, shit just let it out
And why ya hair done ma, all you gon' do is sweat it out
Go through any nigga town and Dipset it out
Shit they'd rather set him up then just set him out
Make these nigga's bleed, make 'em blood donors
And they don't wanna let me in, smack the club owner
Got shades on, I'm always high bitch
You looking at a star, I ain't even in the sky bitch
[Hook]
[Bridge: JR Writer]
This that get 'em sound
This that get it down
This that 2 step, wheel shaker, spin around
[J.R Writer]
The sporty is foreign, shorty's adoring (all day)
Fuck if the couches are suede, my Mauries are on 'em (fuck it)
I'm fresh head to toe check how bad the don bling
A thousand grams, chain got a Barry Bonds swing (bling!)
I get her with the swag, then get 'em with the Jag (errrr!)
What's on my left sleeve is what get 'em to the pad
Them chickens in a bag, you ain't fresh in my eyes
I ain't doing nothing to her but she's letting me slide
From the floor to the bathroom, hall to the backroom
Then dog out the whore, on his balls like a vacuum
Mack 'em and duck to the back of the bus
She's a scraggler and yup, she ain't wack but she sucks
If you act like a scrap then in back is a truck (with what?)
Where they packing a Mac with some caps for you smucks
Huh, I can't stand to slouch, you know what fam's about
She ask to see my grill so I pulled the Phantom out (look at this grill)
[Hook]
[Outro: JR Writer]
This that get 'em sound
This that get it down
This that 2 step, wheel shaker, spin around
This that pick a clown, size him up, try ya luck

Top Dipset, Gladiators

[Hell Rell:]
Oh we told y'all niggaz last time it was More Than Music
Y'all ain't wanna listen huh, okay
Ruger (Rell) Ruger (Rell)
Check it man, okay
[Hell Rell:]
I heard this nigga was lookin' for a body bag
100 bricks, that's a come-up, rob papi's stash
I'm Jason Vorheas without the hockey mask
Rap game is Crystal Lake, what you need, I'll get you weight
How you want it, cooked or uncooked
Bagged or unbagged
Quick jackin' my swag, fag
You know Rell, I show you how to mack a diva
I'm tired of niggaz callin' me, I'm goin' back to beepers
Valore match my sneakers, Porsche, fantastic features
I feel god, but I'm crooked like all the pastor preachers
Ya wife middle name is Train nigga, choo-choo
Ya know what I claim, Dipset, Soo-Woo
Yeah, Weeks is the Ave
Plus Ruger's the name
Familiar with Ferraris
I ain't new to the Range
I know y'all niggaz was waitin' for it, the waitin's over
Here it come y'all, Diplomat takeover
[40. Cal:]
These rappers better keep my name out they mouth
For they really end up with my name in they mouth
What they complaining about, there's no paper to count?
The type to re-up with papi, and pay for a ounce
You niggaz flippin' basuda, y'all gettin' no mula
Ya copped a lil' whip now, dippity-doo-dow
Sick when I cruise by, 6 when the goons by
Diplomat plates when they ship me a new ride
Your worst nightmare
Think the Birds fight fair
My niggaz really would like termite stairs
Turnpike yeah, with that work right here
Make everybody want it like its pearl white Airs
What you know about bud with furry white hairs
Only bud you know is when you hurl light beer
I still Dip with the Set that make ya set dip
Set-trip, get hit with the Tec, I don't stretch shit
I'm 40.
[J.R. Writer:]
I'm from the bottom of the bottom queer
Get your riot gear, Writer's here
I'll knock you out the night you wear
Yeah, I'm everywhere with that white to spare
Got the corner store lookin' like a white affair
Quite aware, the D's on alert
Creppin' for perps, but my V, it gon' surf
Screech and reverse, Spree's' will disperse
Ya easy to murk, you'll need you a nurse
Why beef with these jerks
When I can put a seed in the dirt
And try to grow a tree out the earth
Indeed I'm the worst, sleeve fulla Smurfs
Other than that, it look like you can ski down my shirt
They mad the monster made it
But I'm beyond the greatest
You're never honored, favored, nor nominated
This is easy, but to them it's complicated
You ain't dropping shit, your career is constipated
[Juelz Santana:]
What you know 'bout it, I'm a rich pimp
I get dough then have your bitch go count it
I'll hit you with the quarter pound, not 4 ounces
The .4 pound'll pound ya
Leave ya shiverin' like he just took a ice-cold shower
[Bezel:]
Bloaw ya, leave ya there for a nice cold hour
The bitch real thick, then I might go holla
I'm getting big chips, you got micro dollars
Small, see I ball like a new draft
Your crew mad ock
Cuz I chopped the top off of that new Jag
"Who that" is what the bitches yell when I cruise past
Two Mags, I wave it and pave it through his durag
Two K's of blue haze I stuff up in that blue bag
Blue 5th, two clips I got up in that Lou bag
You mad cuz nigga's money coming in too fast
Too bad there ain't a better crew fag
Dipset
[DukeDaGod:]
Yeah
I told y'all niggaz man
Y'all niggaz can't fuck wit' us
We the muthafuckin' Gladiators, Dipset
We a true force to be reckon with
Shotu-out to all my hustlers
All my bitches all about a dollar
All my niggaz in the pen
Hold ya head
I'll see y'all niggaz real soon
Y'all niggaz know what it is
Take a stand, for the most powerfulest movement moving
It's Dipset all muthafuckin' day

Top Dipset, Getting Money

[HOOK]
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
[J.R. Writer]
That's word buzzen, I swerve cousin (errr!)
In that 2006 like it's worth nothing
Got these bird's bugging, I'm on 1st stunting
With no stick-shift just a reverse button (the Aston Martin)
But I ain't Hollywood hater, I'm still serving them like a Volleyball player
Spare 8 keys, the gear chase me
You need two? Meet me in Staircase B
I'm pitching em, you ain't never seen hard
You little creeps starved, you niggaz need jobs
I do this steam large, bottles after bottles...
then dismiss the case like a judge on a weak charge
Peep .R....scrapper this shit is nothing
you actors are into cuffing, these scragglers are disgusting
Ask 'em all how I'm bubbling...
I spray more Alcohol around then a barber after he finished cutting!
[HOOK]
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE....WHAT IT DO PIMPIN?
[40 Cal.]
I...GET MONEY, GET MOOGA
GET MONEY, GET MOOGA
GET MONEY GET MONEY GET MOOGA......40!
I...dress gully, vest with the fresh skully
Lex buggy, no cologne cause I'm smellin like fresh money
You better tell thunny you never will sell bunkies
You can't hold nothing but shells that dwell from me
Prolly go to jail, praying like HELP dummy
While I'm diddy bopping out, waving like jail funny
I get locked up by twelve, say around 12:20
Call me Slater & Screech, get Saved By The Bell money
Then I ice grill the judge cause it just felt gully
Leave an ape nigga bloody s'what I call a "Red Monkey"
Yeah....the champion cheering, man of the year when...
I go to the store copping what the mannequin wearing!
Serving grams to ya parents, I get the ounce flippin
I admit....I'm the reason the shit in ya house missing!
I'm in ya spouse kitchen, making other figures
With dick in her mouth like Killa, "I'm getting money niggaaaaa!"
[HOOK x2]
[J.R. Writer]
Ya shines are simple, mine's offend you / (heh!)
Yours "bling bling"....my shit dingles! (ding!)
You don't know the grind I'm into, check the rose I floss
Yeah I put 'em on but the shit's keep going off
I'm glistening gold, wrissery froze
Boogers all in my ring and I ain't digging my nose
Too much digits to fold, what I'm spending is old
But I still will mack a chick and tell a pigeon like "YO!" /....WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE!
Fix ya face ho, why? cause I say so
What part don't you understand? I'm getting peso's
They know not to stunt on me with some liquor
I'll buy out the bar just for me and my niggaz
Nobody drinks, look fam that's the crew
I'll have the whole club sipping Cranberry juice (sober lmaoo)
You hungry in the rear, my money in the air
I don't know what y'all doing over there, but look......WE GETTING MONEY OVER HERE!

Top Dipset, Get That Money

Dipset
Testing testing
D.I.P
Testing Testing
Got to get That money man
Got to get That money
Got to get That money man
Got to get That money
I'll push up on these burbs
You can have theses trit bitches
Pull up to the curb
On the satalite dishes
Start alown with cars
Ya boy I'll be going hard
No tops shit I
Got a Mardi Gra garage
All the mall I'll get your barbie to monosh
And slobber on the knob
Once I'll all with the menash
You got the part in me
Ice all on the arm and Tee
Peep my neck and CVS
I don't need a pharmecy
I try to tell em
I'm the nicest to write recite
Do it presue it
A rebel your not on my level
So settle down
The engine make the benz flout
The chick and get close
She thick than some french toast
When I sit by
Just don't blow the kids Hi
Get fly pimp fly
Till I get the pink eye
I come from a hood were they merk the handle
Try to spin his shirt around
Make him taste the dirt and ground
This that murder sound
Make you want to hurt a clown
Somthing like a good deal
It hard for you to turn it down
Can't you see I'm running with them heaters
The gun is were I need it
U'll run out your addidas
Mad he's gunna jump
So you chumps better belive it
That what I'm marryed to the gun
But I dump it like she cheated
A heaven on the strip
Get the drip
Me and Katt put a cap to your chest
Now pledge allegence to the D.I.P
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Got get that money man
Who the fuck is pimp
Who the fuck is pimpin huh?
Who the fuck is winnin
Who the fuck is winnin huh?
Who the fuck is dippin
Who the fuck is dipin huh?
Who the fuck is trippin
Who the fuck is trippin huh?
O.G call me sleep walker I see my whole dreams
And bitches call me silvia I make some mean greens
Soliders call me captain crunch
Cause if u in a crunch
You can call the captain pimpin
And I'm a bring a lunch
Gears call me role model
Yes a role model
Show you how to take a bank roll
And get a super model
Got so many hatters
I do not need gators
I like slide in flip flops
Like I slide through hip-hop
Money ain't make me
So broke can break me
I marry porvage a bitch
If she ricky lake me
I swear to fucking god
If you ever forsake me
I'll come into your baby house
And make you face me
Ladys call me preatty kitty
Niggas call me pretty shitty
I might be itty bitty
Still yet I run the city
Friends with the yin
My guap don stop
Case loads of pacoes
Dipset a Kick Rock
Who the fuck is pimp
Who the fuck is pimpin huh?
Who the fuck is winnin
Who the fuck is winnin huh?
Who the fuck is dippin
Who the fuck is dipin huh?
Who the fuck is trippin

Top Dipset, Get Down

[Juelz Santana:]
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down Wit The Dip Dip Dip
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down With The Set Set Set
[Cam'ron:]
Killa, Dipset Lets Go
I Donât Play Thought I Told You That
We Patrol And Load Them Gats
Uh, Sound Like That Nolia Clap
Hold The Cap The Jewelry, Who Is He The Right Grinder
I Flip Chyna White, Ma This Is White Chyna
From China, Seen China, Gave The B**** Party Pills
Chick Strip Now We Clicking Like Dorothy Hills
F**K The Wizard Of Oz,
Im The Wizard Of Harlem
Izzy Acky Ya B**** Trust Me
I Go Visit My Problems (When)
Maybe Next Year, Maybe In A Week Or Two
Maybe When The Beat Is Through, Pop Up Peek-A-Boo
Huh, Huh, Yea Dogg We Been Peepin You
Yea The B**** Hide Out Ride Out What She Need To Do (Why's That)
Got The Inside Right From The Outside
The Outside Get Inside Ya Insides Be Outside
I Dont Care B**** B**** I Declare Rich (What Are You)
Im Freddy Jason Mixed Wit The Blair Witch
Really Candyman, Call Me Candy Cam
Nose Candy, Candy Paint Color Of Candy Yams
You A Handy Man, A Family Man
I Keep Revolvers Cay Out The Jammy Jam
This The Jam So Jam
I Land On Land, Keep The Coke Fresh
Yes Surrand The Grams
And The Blue Moon Might Go Hand In Hand
Or Fifty Keys Or Better, Cheddar My Man My Man
[Chorus:]
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down Wit The Dip Dip Dip
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down With The Set Set Set
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
[Cam'ron:]
You Ballin You Stuntin, Oh Wee Flash Ya Cash
Girls Touch The Floor Now Clap Ya A**
And Pack Ya Bags, Hit The Ocean For Me
Back That A** Up, Slow Motion For Me
What Up Hombre
You Mad I Took Mommy From Jonge
To Bombay All On My Charm Hey
Ten-Thousand, Thats For One Pizzy Get Busy
A Hundred Dollars Thats For One Grizzy No Whizzy
Forty-Two Bullets, Thats For One Sissy
Im The Drinkin But He's The One Pissy
When I Shoot Him In The Bowels Wit The
Luger Ruger Shooter Shooter Do Maneuver
Blow The Cooper Troopers Wit A Smile
Listen, I Been A Trooper For A While
You A Pooper Scooper Smoking Stupid Budda Like Tical
And Im Past Fake Ma Make Ya A** Shake,
I Lay Up On This S**T Just Like A Fast Break
[Juelz Santana:]
Up Its Me Again
Duck Its Me Again
Everybody Get Scared
Aww F**K Its Me Again (Aye)
You N****S Dont Wanna Rump Wit Me Again
See That Double Shot Pump
Get Pumped And Released Again (Yup)
Told You F**Ks We'd Met Again
Told You Get Ya Heater Close
Told You I Was Creeping And I Keep The Toast (Bang)
Damn Look At Chu Now
Slumped Over Nobody Wants To Look At You Now (Aye)

Top Dipset, Funkmaster Flex Hot 97 Freestyle

[DukeDaGod]
It's Dipset all day. The Movement Moves On
[Cam'Ron]
New York City, you are now tuned in to America's # 1 station, Hot 97
In conjunction with America's # 1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label
Dipset. And right now I'm accompanied by greatness
Uhh-huh. My man Hell Rell's in the building, BX borough. Uhh-huh
J.R. Writer's here, you know he's the writer of writer's
Right now, I don't know where Santana's out, he probably in Brazil
Act up homie. They told us not to stay at Def Jam, we eatin' over there
You was right, put work on they block. Sell more than they sell
I feel you. Ayo Capo act up. Do what you do homie. Go ahead homie
I'm waitin in the wings for somebody to act stupid. I'm right here
You heard. I used to be Jaffe-Jo, I used to be Killa
I think I'ma go with something different this year. I'ma go with...
[Hook: J.R. Writer and Cam'Ron]
We guerilla breathin', we guerilla breeding
It's the Dips, get the drift, This is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, Paid checks heavy
It's King Jaffe-Jo get ya tape decks ready
We guerilla breathin', Killa Season
Feel the Evening, Killin' Season
Watch him kill the season paid checks heavy
It's Diplomat Records get ya tape decks ready
[Cam'Ron]
Say what cats did I hang with, slang with, bang bang with
Blain gangsta ganked it left lane to the banquet
Live from the borough where Rich Porter became Rich
Purple Rain in the rain explains it, on that same spit
To the day of a reign, I aim and flame leave a lane
The clips change, obtain bricks, exchange bricks
Bricks exchange, throw the kid some change
Look homeboy, I ain't trying to get no names
Must of sniffed cocaine, lookin' at my Diplo chain
The biscuit turn you to bisquick mixed with shrimp lo mein
Old ladies just stop and say it's yo thang
Can't deny 'em, look down my wrist go bling
Bling bling, listening, come and get some cash
First kiss my ring, ohh no, well kiss my ass
Back in my zone homes, get ya mind right
The 2-3 or 3-2, na it's the twilight
It's the highlights of my life
Every gun, car, crib, chicken-head that I like
Ten on the dope, ten that's beside knife
Ten in the hood, ten that's besides night
And they tied tight, my family ties tight
Ten town 200 bricks, forget 5 mics
[Hook: J.R. Writer]
You gotta feel the heathen, we guerilla breathin'
It's the Dips, get the drift, this is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
It's King Jaffe-Jo get ya tape decks ready
You gotta feel the heathen, we guerilla breathin'
It's the Dips, get the drift, this is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
It's King Jaffe-Jo get ya tape decks ready
[Cam'Ron]
That's 1 and out, let's go, let's keep it movin'. That's 1 song
I mean let's go, you wanna get... I mean Hell Rell you ain't say nothing that song
Let's go, Let's go. I mean that's 1 and out. That's 1 song down
That's heat rock. Let's go. I'ma step out. J.R. lace 'em up
I'ma come back in a minute. Ya'll get busy
Alright we got this man (Hell Rell). Let me hear a hook on this
[Hook: J.R. Writer]
It's kinda hard to doubt that we ain't a slaughterhouse
Dip radio you're now tuned in to the Hardest Out
Slash the first to ride, you ain't never heard of fly
Have you mourning, nicca my G's is certified
[Hell Rell]
I slow flowed y'all to death
These hustlas actin' like they coke hard to stretch
Any broads wantin' me to put cash in they purse
Like they wrote half of my verse, nope
I give a few some credit, Dipset ya dude bring my cash on a verse
Plus I hold a welfare card cause that's how I work
I'm bout to buy a Aston Martin, throw you in the trunk
Be at the Funk Flex show with you in the trunk
If they said I couldn't do it, they put me to the test
But I proved to all them suckers I was worthy of success
Teacher said I was a uhh, was wastin' time in her class
It was more like she was wastin' mine, I had them dimes on the ave
Mamma said I was a dead shot locked up in a can
Nope, got it poppin' with Cam, up in a drop like shabam
But why they knockin' that man, cause of the rocks on his hand
Or the Air Forces they'll never see cause they got copped at Japan
Damn, man I know he a gangsta, and he pop his steel
He supposed to be dead or locked up why he got a deal
He was just shootin a uzi, now he shootin a movie
And all his mans startin' to act like groupies
I slow flowed y'all to death
These hustlas actin' like my flow hard to catch
Man Diplomats we the strongest force
On or off the court we ball and ball the sport
[Hook: J.R. Writer]
It's kinda hard to doubt that we ain't a slaughterhouse
Dip radio you're now tuned in to the Hardest Out
Slash the first to ride, you ain't never heard of fly
Take it how you want it coward our G's is certified
[Hell Rell]
Sleepin' high with visions of my enemies
Beggin' for mercy crawlin on the floor like a centipede
Screamin' Rell please don't shoot me I got children
Should've thought about those snotty nose kids when you was snitchin'
But now I'm on a mission, yeah fresh out the kitchen
A stand up dude who only sit when he shhh
You sit when you pissin', dude listen
My talent was God-given, got wise by hard livin'
I Sleep all day, smoke haze, monage women
I spit these hard rhythms it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy a lone can't you see he in the zone
Dudes try to be like 'em can't you see he gettin' cloned
All this blue and this yellow can't you see it in the stones
And yeah we brought them hammers Cam we never leave 'em alone
So move back, I'm poppin off the 4
Heaven let me in because I'm knockin' on ya door
It's Prada on my whores
And na I don't really do to many funerals, but I gotta go to yours
I gotta see the face of a coward
Please man let the homie breathe give me a taste of that power
My chain hate my watch, my watch hate my ring
My jewelry goin' crazy, gotta get some new bling
So all praise is due to Hell Rell it's the new religion
Smack ya girl pop 2 in her ?????
[Hook x2]
[Cam'Ron]
That's 2 and out. Let's go Dennis. You movin' slow Dennis
Let's go Dennis. That's 2 and out good work. Good work
J.R. you up man. Hold on. Stop it. Stop it
D, I mean, you got something to say. That's 2 and out
We early. Koch put that E.P. together. That's 2 songs
Nuts and dirty (Funk Flex). I mean c'mon. I mean excuse me Flex
Excuse me, 2 minutes. Can I get 2 minutes. Let's do what we told to do
New York we run this here. I mean pa listen it's J.R.'s turn
I'ma do the chorus you ready. Let me get this son. I just wrote son
Let me see I'ma... It's my turn I ain't get a chorus off yet
I'ma go in first then. Aiight
That's 3 songs and out. Let's do it
[Cam'Ron]
My dude ridin, he ridin in Lamborghinis
The oyster mixed with linguini, you hear me?
He's a rida!
All in together, together we gettin cheddar
Yo cheddar we get together, you hear me?
He's a rida!
My dude ridin, he ridin in Lamborghinis
The oyster mixed with linguini, you hear me?
He's a rida!
All together, together we gettin cheddar
You dude's you know better, why?
He's a rida!
[J.R. Writer]
Listen pal, I ain't gotta spit, child you was not as sick
Foul for a while, look my style is anonymous (Anonymous!)
Pound for pound of piff, smile cuz I'm drownin it
Yous a fake G like a thousand in counterfeits
I can show you how to flip that bird
How to hit that curb, how to get that served
Youngin, I'm the shhh, that's word
Yous a prick, fag, herb, you get pimped slapped heard?
Huh, come get wit a rebel, I'll put the kid to the pedal
The clip and the metal, I'm sickenin nephew
Listen here...Your F-in engineer couldn't get to my level
Dipset is forever B, bet y'all remember me
Stretch all my enemies, heckler send 'em three
But, I got a tech that'll get a G
To drop his flag like a ref on a penalty
I'm fresher than lemon squeeze, wrist wrap chill
Pitch black car wit them pitch black wheels
Nice more stash box, big black steel
Leave you at the red light, the kid's that real!
Steppin in his Nikes, freshest in your sight
You ain't never seen these F-in Pella in ya life!
I throw on fresh gear, throw on fresh wear
This is something you will have to throw on next year, Yea!
[Hook]
[J.R. Writer]
Listen scrap believe me, you need crack to see me
I'm a classic, one of your old scratched up CD's
Check my swag it's easy
That you can see I do the damn thing and I ain't Fab or Jeezy
I stepped to the crap wit Weezy
Front of the tenements
Posted up on post, hundred Dominicans
That'll clap you soon as you go to beef wit J
Throw a couple at you once they hear Dida Le!
Putcha brains all across the pavement
You niggaz singin like you singin how you talk to agents
But drop my name, and I'ma stop
Throw in a box like some caps at a hop-scotch game
I cop drops mane, come peep what I whip whore
A 62, got it jumpin like a 6-4
Soon as I hit tour, brrr, caught a chill
Sleeves on freeze, add up to a quarter mil!
I'm bout to talk my deal, that's what a thug about
Killa, hate sharing, tell 'em I need another house!
I dig ya motha out, then put her in a cab
Gas her up then hit the hooker wit them slabs
What you think? Naw I ain't a rookie wit it fag
She'll have to boof that in a cookie like a pad
You rookies are just mad, you can't say shit to me
You gotta get ridda me, I'm bout to make history
[Hook]
[Cam'Ron]
I mean, hold on, that's three and out, hold on
Don't even play yet put that on pause B
New York City, we gonna take a slight intermission
because if you do this up here, you bitin
We knocked three songs out. You can only do it in one take
That means we didn't punch in. That means I one taped it
J.R. one taped it. Hell Rell one taped it. We chorused it out
That means the business is right
The rhymes is right and if you come up here and try freestyle a song
you're bitin (you swagger jackin)
I mean you did a solo song Hell Rell right
that means you repped BX Borough, you repped the Dominicans
I'm 140 and Lennox to the death
So we might as well do something together
Capo get ready to take the motherfu...uh...
Capo take the Mazoratti up to 200, we goin in, lets go
Tape this for Santana when he get back
Let's get 16's off, I got the chorus on this, y'all back up
Let's go, I got the chorus
You ready, New York City we run the motherfuckin building, pardon me
Take it, take it back B I messed up because I'm talking too much
Take it from the top. Take it from the top
New York, I mean, I mean I know y'all gon home and write hard tonight
I know y'all gon home and write hard tonight
[Cam'Ron]
Ya'll Diplomats, y'all kickin this chicken scratch
What you can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
I said It's the Diplomats, what y'all kickin this chicken scratch
Ya'll can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
[J.R. Writer]
Listen, I'm worth a couple figures, always hurtin all these niggaz
That I'm OC, tryin to stuff the purple in the swisher
Convertible just picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit a dance, tip dance that'll turn her to a stripper
Ya the burner by the zipper, burn em, turn 'em to a pisser
Shit 'em mister in a river, you gon learn that I am sicker
Determined to be bigger, birds I serve 'em to these niccas
Call the cops, they ain't seen these type of murderers since Hitler
Shit if I know em, I'm quick to expose 'em
Wristery frozen, reason why your chick on my scrotum
I'm lifted and potent on some shit that is potent
Fresh out the pot, 2Pac couldn't picture my rollin
[Hook: Cam'Ron]
I said It's the Diplomats, y'all kickin this chicken scratch
Ya'll can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
I said It's the Diplomats, what y'all kickin this chicken scratch
Ya'll can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!

Top Dipset, Feelin Myself

[Hell Rell:]
Wazz good ma, wanna roll with a G baby
I mean look around there's nothing but 2 dollar nigga livin' in a 5 dollar world
I know you ain't trying to make change, is you?
You digging, you digging, you digging, me right
You feeling, you feeling, you feeling, me right, right
Dipset
Hell Rell
[Verse 1: Hell Rell:]
See I never met a gangster who don't take no shit
And I never met a pimp who never ate no shrimp
And I never met a bitch who said Rell not a baller
Well maybe a few but them bitches know I'm balling
But today I'm just feeling myself
I'm in a coupe smash, usually ride with me, but today I'm just wheeling myself
Gangster macking, riding down 7th, I see this bad bitch, ass bangin' out them sevens
So I pull up on her, like, ma how you doing, my name is Hell Rell and I make gangster music
She said stop stunting, I already know your name
I sees you on smack, you was fronting in the range
I said that's real shit, ma, fronting ain't my thing
So get to know me better, stop fucking with them lames
So she jumped in the coupe, put her hair in a bun, and put her hand on my leg, and start giving me head
And I said
[Chorus:]
You digging, you digging, you digging, me right
You feeling, you feeling, you feeling, me right
(I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm digging, you right)
(I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling, you right)
Well thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
[Verse 2: Freekey Zekey]
Paddy wagon, popping thru, paddy wagon, pop with dudes
Gangters pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, them things, he had to freeze dude
Chicken paddy in the caddy, with miss Patty, suck it (OHH!)
Know me rude, pourin' thru, let the homies hit it too
Hit a few, bars freaks, spend a few bars
Chain swing, wrist bling, bitches feel me in me car
Dick grillin' kinda hard, started shouting, like he hard, first punch broke his jaw (OHH!)
Slid off with his broad, yea, this is how we do it baby
Dips run the music baby, nothing gonna move us baby
730, yea we crazy, money bagging millions baby, teach you how to get it baby
Yea, freekey feeling hisself, hisself
Shit is so different now, different from the who's now, broke his shit now I'm rich
New child, smell the shit, smell the whips, smell the piff, comin' mami, smell the dick
I'm the shit, smell me bitch, call me Freekey louie now
[Chorus:]
You digging, you digging, you digging, me right
You feeling, you feeling, you feeling, me right
(I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm digging, you right)
(I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling, you right)
Well thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
[Verse: 3 Hell Rell]
I'm a ruger toter, plus a model dater
That nigga scam money your way, I startle paper
Where are you hater, I spot you, red dot you, see you now, depart you later
Excuse me man, I'm feeling myself, play the hand you was delt, nigga, I'm dealing myself
I'm so gangster, send a chill thru myself
I look in the mirror and be real to myself
Listen I ain't got to deal for my health
I'm nice when it comes to this mic shit, iight bitch
Police went outside of my head with nightstick
I done been shot, almost stabbed with ice pick, this is my life bitch
Listen I gotta reason to feel like hell nigga cause I survived it
I'm from a live strip, and if you ain't feeling Hell Rell than homie you can get off my dick
[Chorus:]
You digging, you digging, you digging, me right
You feeling, you feeling, you feeling, me right
(I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm digging, you right)
(I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling, you right)
Well thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself
Thanks a lot ma but I'm feeling myself

Top Dipset, Bright Lights Big City

THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, AND BIG CITY!
THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, AND BIG CITY!
THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, AND BIG CITY!
THE BRIGHT LIGHTS, AND BIG CITY!
[Jim Jones]
This is a dream of a hustler (like a nightmare!)
I had the butter and the fiends was in love with us (that Fishscale!)
We copped the gutta, not a team that could fuck with us! (Dipset!)
And word to mother keep the thing in every truck with us
Now I was fronting like Rich was, and some of my bit-ches
Was going so hard, got some of us sick thugs (SNAGZ!)
And minor setbacks got some of us tripped up but...
The guns we done gripped up so we coming to get ya!
And fuck the local authorities (fuck em!), and hope the big boys don't pick up my case
Cause for these big toys and these chips, we get chased! (balling!)
Playing ball just like the Orioles to get to 1st base
But the....goons on 2nd, bust on 3rd (WATCH IT!)
You know they....move with the weapons, get bucks off birds (iT'S CRAZY OUT HERE!)
It's like I'm playing Chicken with my life
Tryna get this paper moving pitches for a price
[Max B: Hook]
WE COME TO RIDE OUT WITH THEM NIGGAZ BABY WE GETTING FIGURES
IT'S BYRD GANG......WE DOING IT BIIIIIG
BUT WE TOWERED UP, GET THE REMY I'LL GET A CUP.....YOU SLIPPIN GOOD, CAN I GET A SQUEEEEEZE
I DON'T THINK YOU WANT IT WITH THEM NIGGAZ
CAUSE THEM HAMMERS THEY WONT HESISTATE TO SQUEEZE
WE ON THE ROAD, TRAVEL CROSS THE GLOBE.....ALL MY HOMIES UP WITH THIS GETTING CHEEEEEESE
[Jim Jones]
Look....the nightmares of a trap star (SCAAARY!)
With white tees, Nike air's and my fast car (CRUUUUSING!)
D.A tryna wrap me in the charge
But I just bought some V's and a pack in my garage
Now....me rapping what's the odds?
We the last crew standing....DIPLOMATS NOW IN CHARGE!
Now.....300 for the light show
Another hundred on the hand to watch the ice glow
Another 10 grand to watch the dice roll
Trying to let you motherfuckers see this how my life go (THIS IS REAL SHIT!)
The bright lights and this big city
I'ma live the nightlife until the pigs get me
Range Rove'ing, Big Truck Series
The chain frozen, big chunk jewelry
White girls say he's all semi cool
But you don't want to cost him cause he got a short fuse
[Hook]
[Jim Jones]
We live life on reality
And we flip white for a salary
You might catch us at the light in the lavish V
But watch them "Blue & Whites" try and grab a G
Making some chips so the hate's getting thick (I FEEL IT!)
Watch the world through my tint, smoking haze in the whip (THAT PURRRRPLEEE!)
Contemplate, maybe take a little trip
Ocean Drive heavy glean in my necklace
Call up cabs, rushing drinks out of "Wet Willies"
"Eu Seuy O Balling" but y'all foolish
Getting locked up for crimes and ya lawyer's ain't Jewish! (STUUUUUUUUUPID!)
That's why I keep the Turnie's on the tainer
Cause everytime I turn I'm getting chained up
They say what they want to search, tryna tame us
I think they mad we from the turf and we dangerous
AND MY WHOLE CREW ICEY WE PLAYING HOCKEY LIKE THE RANGERS

Top Dipset, 40th Boys

Its Scram Jones Nigga
Yea, A-Mafia Nigga
40th Boys
Its Dipset
Purple City, Duke The God
Ayo Yall Know How The Fuck We Do This Shit
[Chorus: x2]
Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off
Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off
I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss
Cause Im The Boss
When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out
Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out
He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out
I'll Show You What A Thug About
[A-Mafia:]
Yo, I See His Face Tightnin
But I Aint With The Face Fightin
Try To Imitate Tyson
He Gonna Taste Lightin(That Fire Nigga)
I See Some Gangstas On My Right And The Left Of Me
Keep The Tech On Me
Black Gloves And A Vest On Me
Our Jesus Resurected
Tv's In The Lexus
Breezy's Wanna Sex Us
Freezy On The Necklace
Its Mafia (Where)
A-Mafia Here
Throw Your Hands In The Air For A-Mafia Yea
I Start Rumbles When I Come Through
Go Bundle For Bundle(Pack For Pack Nigga)
I Got Some Killas That'll Come Through And Slump You
I Hear Them Mumble, About The Coke They Got
Till Them Niggas Ran In They Spots,And Broke They Lock
These Clown Niggas Wanna Smoke A-Maf
Now Leave Em On The Floor
Catch Him Slippin While He In Front Of The Corner Store
But I Aint Goin Out,(Nope)Homie Im Squeezin At You First,Let Off Shots And Leave You In A Hurse
[Chorus:]
Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off
Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off
I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss
Cause Im The Boss
When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out
Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out
He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out
I'll Show You What A Thug About
[40 Cal.:]
All My Real Niggas Pop At Ya
40 And A-Mafia
We Gettin Money Ho, We Popular
It Get Impossible To Body Ya
Photographers Is Watchin Ya
My Whole Block Hotter Then Somalia
40 Shoot The Hollow Points
Hope Your Vest Titanium
They Dont Want You In New York
Like The West Side Stadium
Schemin On Your Money, Like A Bedstuy
You Beefin At 7, You Dead By 8 P.M.
Internet Chatroom Thug
Niggas Thinkin They Wolves
But Your Heart Pumpin Racoon Blood
But Im Rollin With Them Baboons Cuz
Where We Call It Brain Wash
Shoot Your Brains In The Bathroom Tub
I'll Bring Them Crumb Snatchers Out
For A Lump Cash Amount
We Ride Up Cornerstore, Got A Dutchmaster Drought
I'll Make Funkmaster Shout
Its Gonna Be Problems
Call Me Game, You'll Be My New Son Up In Harlem
Where We Hustle Fam, More Bags Than A Luggage Man,
Like Box Braids, Keep My Knots Up In Rubberbands
My Wrist Spring Bling, My Chain Summer Jam
You Should See The Hummer Fam
The Rims Do The Runnin Man (Damn)
[40 Cal.:]
All My Real Niggas Pop At Ya
40 And A-Mafia
We Gettin Money Ho, We Popular
It Get Impossible To Body Ya
Photographers Is Watchin Ya
My Whole Block Hotter Then Somalia
[A-Mafia:]
Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off
Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off
I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss
Cause Im The Boss
When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out
Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out
He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out

Top Dipset, Open Your Eyes (feat. 40 Cal)

Open your eyes, there are only murderers in this room, this the life we chose the life we lead, and theres only one garantee, non of us will see heaven.
40 cal. Verse one
They call me 40 cal. see niggas try to conceal me,
In the court of law, if you touch me your guilty,
Now your finger prints filthy, your guilty your charged
This is grown man shit, for the realest of squads...
See my hood is a jungle, the block is a zoo,
Im down da block from 40 wolves, and da tigers and drew,
Cops bring gorilla warefare wit snipers on roofs, rifles to shoot, knifes in dey boot,
Oh yeah its real homie,
And ill show you how dirty yo boy work,
Ill make his blood splatter,
Now you gotta dirty boy shirt, Churp.
Get more dirty wit em, if i heard he snitchin,
Ill give his face a double-chopp like a dirty kitchen,
Na dats keepin it hood, yeah i be ina hood,
Wit other street thug, be misunderstood.
See im from home of da sceam team, Alimo, Kareem Reid, Jam god, Scam Sarge, livin out his street dreams.
Same blocks killa cam, gruff, and L,
Now it 40, form 40th, aint much ta tell,
You know da story niggas sellin dope, tryna copp beddeth coke,
Before Jackie Brown approach you,
Wit da yellow envelope.
I tell her wow, slow down baby,
See my hood hot, find me up in yo town lately,
Could remember as a youngin, used to hold down escape key,
Now i gotta hold down a 4 pound safety.
Cuz in my hood shit go down crazy, like i aint da one dat da whole time hazy,
Remember dro man, dro man
Started from 4 grams,
'member tellin my man, get wit da program,
He said in 5 years we all ah blow up, i told em more like 5 dayz nigga grow up,
And get yo dough up, blow up, and get focused,
He said you know wat, a yo, its time ta make the donuts.
.was my first song, it was a verse long,
I couldnt stop it, its like i had a thirst. (chill) ...its crazy my nigga...
\"OPEN YOUR EYES\"
But let me get it back, its part 2 within 40,
Na im a diplomat, i got immunity fa my story.
Dey wanna kno how i slice dimes,
Night time, tight grind,
Its too many fiendz i aint got time ta write rhymes,
So i dont and dats word to my momz, i quote,
Shit, i aint write a rhyme since '99 (1999).
See all these lines just some thoughts i made,
I only pull my pen out when i toss a grenaide,
My warriors play, da 40th way,
When i spray, you stay, i make da corinna say
OPEN YOUR EYES, THERE ARE ONLY MURDERERS IN THIS ROOM
Its no video, ill shoot you like bing-boom
Im quite sure da cemetary got plenty room, scheme team to Jimmy's goons, commin fa ya really soon,
But niggas snitchin on ya, dats word ta Richard Porter, Porter gutta muthafuckas a switch up on ya.
OPEN YOUR EYES
Dont be suprised, you should of listen to da song nigga,
Open yo eyes.

Top Dipset, Dipset Symphony (feat. Juelz Santana, Mim Jones, Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40 Cal, Un Kasa)

(feat. Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40 Cal & Unkasa)
Intro
I dont care what yall say, what yall do, but yall better rep harlem until the goddamn music is through. Mr C. lets do it
(Juelz Santana)
All eyes on the honorable (who)
Dipset, back to the grill again live at the barbeque
(?) All my niggaz ride like a carnival
Heat drawn all you niggaz lie like carpet do
Get up and get ready, what up the kids ready
Now that Im back the game is fucked the bitch let me
You front, u stunt, You get heat clown
Yeah punks jump up to get beat down
(Jim Jones)
Now eight years ago, I played the bench wit dimes
Everybody on my corner is gettin bent off dimes
Sittin back, sippin yak tryna get us some sneakers
Sittin back in the Lac puffin nickels of reefer
(?) on the strip in the midst of the drug trade
(?) Im watchin for (?) in midst of the drug raid
But niggaz gotta eat its like my stomach is touchin back
New York rider for u suckerz that fuckin asked
(Hell Rell)
Now can I kick it yes I can
They wanna know if Im G'd up, Yes i am
Look Ive overpaid my dues
I almost made the news
Block kind of hot but the cocaine gon move
If I was a brick u wouldnt know what to do wit me
You'd probably pick me up get a stem and start using me
Nobody built me, I made myself
And you dont know how to shoot guns you grazed yourself
(J.R. Writer)
I was a fiend
Before I became a teen
I was dreams tossed for the latest beams (urrh)
Made me cream cuz Aye
They kept the powder in the tray way before it was Maybelene
Im in to major stacks, Major stats, Hate on that
Cam holla'd cuz imma bring his label plaques
That aint made of plaque WHOA
Your jewlry aint gold, You copped your jewlry from Hov They all fade to black
(Un Kasa)
I keep a nine in my dresser
Lyrical proffessor
Keep u under pressure
Aint a nigga better
Mind like a computer Six rugers
Get your fam go to war with six shooters
I fuck bitches in coupes they straight Hooters
Get head and thank Buda
(?) and sip Lua
I go hard you runnin with State Troopers
My niggaz straight shotters, Cock back and straight shootCha
(Mr C.)

Top Dipset, Get Down With The Dipset (feat. Cam'ron, Juelz Santana)

(feat. Cam'Ron & Juelz Santana)
[Juelz Santana:]
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down Wit The Dip Dip Dip
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down With The Set Set Set
[Cam'ron:]
Killa, Dipset Lets Go
I Donât Play Thought I Told You That
We Patrol And Load Them Gats
Uh, Sound Like That Nolia Clap
Hold The Cap The Jewelry, Who Is He The Right Grinder
I Flip Chyna White, Ma This Is White Chyna
From China, Seen China, Gave The B**** Party Pills
Chick Strip Now We Clicking Like Dorothy Hills
F**K The Wizard Of Oz,
Im The Wizard Of Harlem
Izzy Acky Ya B**** Trust Me
I Go Visit My Problems (When)
Maybe Next Year, Maybe In A Week Or Two
Maybe When The Beat Is Through, Pop Up Peek-A-Boo
Huh, Huh, Yea Dogg We Been Peepin You
Yea The B**** Hide Out Ride Out What She Need To Do (Why's That)
Got The Inside Right From The Outside
The Outside Get Inside Ya Insides Be Outside
I Dont Care B**** B**** I Declare Rich (What Are You)
Im Freddy Jason Mixed Wit The Blair Witch
Really Candyman, Call Me Candy Cam
Nose Candy, Candy Paint Color Of Candy Yams
You A Handy Man, A Family Man
I Keep Revolvers Cay Out The Jammy Jam
This The Jam So Jam
I Land On Land, Keep The Coke Fresh
Yes Surrand The Grams
And The Blue Moon Might Go Hand In Hand
Or Fifty Keys Or Better, Cheddar My Man My Man
[Chorus:]
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down Wit The Dip Dip Dip
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down
Now Get Down With The Set Set Set
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
Look, Them Boys Are Up To Something Again (Thats Right)
[Cam'ron:]
You Ballin You Stuntin, Oh Wee Flash Ya Cash
Girls Touch The Floor Now Clap Ya A**
And Pack Ya Bags, Hit The Ocean For Me
Back That A** Up, Slow Motion For Me
What Up Hombre
You Mad I Took Mommy From Jonge
To Bombay All On My Charm Hey
Ten-Thousand, Thats For One Pizzy Get Busy
A Hundred Dollars Thats For One Grizzy No Whizzy
Forty-Two Bullets, Thats For One Sissy
Im The Drinkin But He's The One Pissy
When I Shoot Him In The Bowels Wit The
Luger Ruger Shooter Shooter Do Maneuver
Blow The Cooper Troopers Wit A Smile
Listen, I Been A Trooper For A While
You A Pooper Scooper Smoking Stupid Budda Like Tical
And Im Past Fake Ma Make Ya A** Shake,
I Lay Up On This S**T Just Like A Fast Break
[Juelz Santana:]
Up Its Me Again
Duck Its Me Again
Everybody Get Scared
Aww F**K Its Me Again (Aye)
You N****S Dont Wanna Rump Wit Me Again
See That Double Shot Pump
Get Pumped And Released Again (Yup)
Told You F**Ks We'd Met Again
Told You Get Ya Heater Close
Told You I Was Creeping And I Keep The Toast (Bang)
Damn Look At Chu Now

Top Dipset, The Best Out (feat. JR Writer, Hell Rell, 40 Cal, Bezel)

(feat. Hell Rell, JR Writer, 40-Cal)
[Intro:]
Hell Rell
Okay, okay, okay
yes sir
Hell Rell,
J R Writer(Forty)
This is how we do it
I am one of a kind(yeah)
Its now or never nigga
Times up muthafucka
Lets do this
[Hell Rell:]
Ayo I stop paying for coke, get bricks on the muscle
Gorillas on they bullshit welcome to the jungle
Fiends get served in the hallway, welcome to the hustle
Where bitches do anything for a hit of that glass dick,
When Im outta town, nothing less than a half brick,
One-Sixty on the dash nothing less than a fast whip,
I floss when its sunny, got money for a rainy day,
in the dope spot a few blocks from where the Yankees play,
Man Im heavy in that BX borough, we aint gotta front for nobody,
we just through, and Im sittin on an arsenal, rockets and the missiles,
took my advance and got my strip poppin with them nickels.
And when Im in ya neighborhood, you gotta go high,
deliver bullets to ya door like a domino pies nigga,
say hello to my little friend like scarface,
I pull that fuckin rifle right out at the target
[Chorus:]
Dipset, the best out, Hell Rell, he fresh out
Jones the kuffe smacker, he bringing them techs out
sporty-style, Forty Cal, he bringing corvettes out
Bezel the Beast but I still show you what fresh bout
you know who shavin the grams, forty-k on the hand
kill a nigga, what more can I say about Cam,
J R the Writer of writers and Santana,
back like cooked crack
he even supplying suppliers
[JR Writer:]
Dipset, lets do it man
The type that im tighter, tight cause im writer
write cause im nicer, site for the lifers
knifes in the cipher, writers a viper,
listen this is butter,
even ringling brothers say i got the eye of the tiger
before i met killa cam, i was dealing killa grams
i mean killer grams, throws a tan, fill a pan
recorded in the hole, where you couldn't chill or stand
no booth, microphone hangin off the ceiling fan
mass million fan sittin in the belly hilton
watch how i heavy kills him, bessey, chevy, desi fill em
but i still aint break a sweat, yes Im chillin,
Veet wong, seat wrong, tito gonna bet the building
I been grind to lean, sniff lines for fiends,
grams chopped, tan rock, I pitch lima beans
Piff grind was mean, had em dumb stuck,
so when i say uncut, i dont mean behind the scenes
[Chorus]
[40 Cal:]
Yo Im a NY Gee like Jeremy Shockey,
come through drop my coupe like i meant to be sloppy
I got DJ's kickin karate,
cause they through my wax on
take your wax off like Mr.Miaki
Pimpin, Im cocky, I slap your broad on the cheek
and send her home barefooted, you massaging her feet
you probably go down on a freak, your hardly a meat
but we aint mad cause your proving, you are what you eat
your squadron is weak, speak and get a broken something
we the plate in ya grill like a toaster over, fuck it
they even got dojas frontin, shakin your cola
only time your coke was bubbling cousin
Cal get weight wit no problemo
ride around ya block sellin out the car window
and ya moms been know, that I chop rocks

Top Dipset, Back In The Building (feat. Hell Rell)

Intro-Hell Rell]
You see man...
These coward ass niggas don't understand nothing
That's right... Hell Rell... Heatmakers
[Verse 1-Hell Rell]
Gangstas fuck with me, hustlas fuck with me
Cuz they grew up on the same blocks that corrupted me
And if you aint real right, don't throw it up to me
A bunch of cowards, cocksuckers
Ya'll growed up to be
You aint walking right, get ya diddybop together
Don't give a fuck, let ma sinny pop whenever
And, we could get to scrappin
I'ma fighter, not a lover man
Never be broke, stretch coke like it's rubberband
My dope from Africa, straight from the motherland
Ya girl can't suck a good dick, but ya mother can
You had to get a deal to ice your wrist, ya hands, neck
I did that without show money, or advance check
Niggas I used to smack up, sent to the store
Think they gangsta now, posted up in front of the store
Man ya'll still lil niggas to me
Ya'll just grew some side burns and a lil goatee
Remember me
[Chorus-Hell Rell]
I told you, this is what I do on Diplomatic Immunity
I was gone for a while, but now ya'll got to get used to me
Yes, Hell Rell's back in the building
I got everybody hostage, I took over the building
Plus, you always wanna talk about
What ya'll niggas gon' do to me
I'm standing right here, on my hip is where the rugers be
Yes, Hell Rell's back in the building
I got everybody hostage, I took over the building
[Verse 2-Hell Rell]
Yeah, fuck with me
Get in this dipset groove
I had a flow before Dub was screaming \"get fresh crew\"
I bust ma guns, get fresh too
Now I don't work out, but I'll
Pull up on the block and bench press you
And these bricks, they get moved like they in my way
And if I shoot down to M-I-A
Now I aint goin to see Trick Daddy
Or run up in Benzino's club
I came to cop a couple kilo's, this is bug buisness
Killa's the head honcho, Jim Jones the Cappo
I'm Hell Rell, chase cheese, middle name Nacho
And my nigga Santana, yeah he's human crack
And it's that fresh outta jail flow, can't lose with that
You wanna get a nigga shot, it gotta come from me
You wanna open up a spot, it gotta come from me
You wanna take over a block, it gotta come from me
But when them boys start asking questions
It aint come from me
[Chorus-Hell Rell]
I told you, this is what I do on Diplomatic Immunity
I was gone for a while, but now ya'll got to get used to me
Yes, Hell Rell's back in the building
I got everybody hostage, I took over the building
Plus, you always wanna talk about
What ya'll niggas gon' do to me
I'm standing right here, on my hip is where the rugers be
Yes, Hell Rell's back in the building
I got everybody hostage, I took over the building
[Verse 3-Hell Rell]
Yo, I got a good relationship when it come to them feins
Fair exchange, no robbery when it come to them things
They money, go in my pocket
Ma crack, go in they stem
Stem go in they mouth
They light, they love, they like it
Runnin' from jail, dodging bullets
Ducking indicments
I don't do it for the money, I just love the excitement
And ya'll niggas wanna go and buy costom made kicks
Me, I went and brought
Bigger guns, costom made clips
Niggas can't skeem on em (not at all)
Cuz Hell Rell got that thing on 'em
Trucked parked up, V-S's blinged on 'em
Confusing when dudes think, it's just music
I lean on 'em, get da reaching
Pull out guns with beams on 'em
These niggas got me in the mix
We organize crime (Dipset Mafia)
They only knocked Gotti, cuz a snitch
You gon' hear the shotty when it spit
These bullets and these pellets
Seperate ya upper body from ya hip nigga
[Chorus-Hell Rell]
I told you, this is what I do on Diplomatic Immunity
I was gone for a while, but now ya'll got to get used to me
Yes, Hell Rell's back in the building
I got everybody hostage, I took over the building
Plus, you always wanna talk about
What ya'll niggas gon' do to me
I'm standing right here, on my hip is where the rugers be
Yes, Hell Rell's back in the building

Top Dipset, More Gangsta (feat. Jha Jha, Un Kasa)

[Juelz Santana]
Oh, come on, fuck with your boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?
Let me see you through this
Killa, Jones, Freakay
Yeah man, I'm back at it
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' Til' November"
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up
Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please)
I see a town I'm likin'
See some niggas getting money in a town I like it
I run up on them with the pound and light it
Like it's my block now, all right kid?
He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision
Pop, I let that white stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin'
Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin
And this is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it
Hey!
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math
[Juelz Santana]
Now I see death around the corner
Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas ride
.45 semi on the side, 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
Jose or Hector Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and tacos
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all before
I should y'all before, ey!
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math
[Cam'Ron]
I'm on the westside of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
And make me put my two arms up, Touchdown!
You stay in touch now, but when I tough down
I'm like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck 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
Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets
Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband
That shit's disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'
This on my wrist is nothing
To me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to
[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles