Dipset Anthem The Diplomats (Ft. Cam'ron & Juelz Santana)

[Produced by The Heatmakerz]

[Intro: Juelz Santana]
Yeah, Dipset, uh
C'mon, fuck with your boy
It's Santana, Heatmakerz, where we at?
Let me see you through this
Killa, Jones, Freekey
Yeah man, I'm back at it, come on

[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
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 Gone til' November (yeah)
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up (of course)
Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (please)
Call my niggas, call my squad, have 'em sent up (please, yeah)
I see a town I'm liking
See some niggas getting money in a town: I like it (yeahhh)
I run up on them with the pound and light it
Like, "it's my block now, alright, kid?" (whoa)
He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out
And rang out the side of his right ear (woo!)
And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that Pyrex vision
Pot, I let that white stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitching (what)
Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm living
And this is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it
Hey!