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DJ Enuff Freestyle - The Diplomats (Ft. Cam'ron, Jim Jones & Juelz Santana)
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DJ Enuff Freestyle The Diplomats (Ft. Cam'ron, Jim Jones & Juelz Santana)

"DJ Enuff Freestyle" by The Diplomats (Ft. Cam'ron, Jim Jones & Juelz Santana) is a hip-hop track released in 2004. The song showcases themes of street life, bravado, and camaraderie, with each artist delivering sharp, confident verses. Unique elements include a gritty beat and dynamic flow, highlighting their lyrical prowess. The Diplomats influenced the East Coast hip-hop scene, contributing to the resurgence of mixtape culture. #HipHop

DJ Enuff Freestyle - The Diplomats (Ft. Cam'ron, Jim Jones & Juelz Santana)
[Intro: Cam'ron]
Uh, yo let's start the year off right man
(That birthday shit, huh)
Dipset man, Jim Jones, Santana, Killa, Freekey
Enuff let's do it (Killa), uh

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Up in al merjah, it's foul murders
Turkeys to cow burgers
Dakota Al Murder
Child if you style or a wild splurger
Stay away okay, Mr. Giles'll hurt ya (I hurt ya)
I ain't go to school, stayed the hell at home (why?)
Into real estate dog, I seen hella homes (what you do?)
You was selling out, I was selling homes (what else?)
Selling dreams to the phone, I could sell a tone
Plus a science lab, I mix mecuricolm
With silicone, fella, in a vanilla cone (what happened?)
In school he would play the recorder
Nowadays he works for Feds and plays his recorder (flute ass nigga)
You think he placing, he taking his order
Marking the bills, JV, tasting the water (fuck that)
We duct taping his daughter, that’s the taping they taught us
In addition add the eighth and the quarters, get it? (get it?)
In addition ma, yeah you get it dog
Gets an addiction, kitchen, whipping and flipping raw (raw)
Get it all off the kitchen floor (floor)
My bag is the baggest of baggies
Ask me what I'm bitching for (what?)
What a bitch is for, this could put the is and or (or)
Furs, his and hers, bitch don't bitch and whore (whore)
No disrespect mama, no disrespect at all
In a year or two maybe you can get a store
You should honor my corps, you want a Honda Accord
I'm trying to turn you into entrepreneurs (what's that?)
That's a real friend (what?)
That's a homie, right? (right)
Right, true, I feel that it's only right (what)
That I live the Life of Riley
I done did knives in allies, pipes in rallies (what you do now?)
Now I catch flights to Cali
Lookin for a wife to spouse me, I pipe her proudly (what she do?)
She understands my life get rowdy
I'm the Sensei, comprende? You iced me, Audi
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