Lirik Lagu Dip-Set Forever - Cam'ron
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Let's do it!Santana, Jim Jones, Killa, FreekeyHow long we gon' have this shit on lock, man?Yes sir, you gave me the right track Kanye
Listen - I been coppin them piecesMaybe that's part of the reasonI feel like a boxer: bobbin and weavinBut I'm gettin headShe's bobbin and weavin (yes sir)I'm grabbin her neck to stop her from breathinI'ma wild out until I part with my breathinUntil I'm sparked out and leakinPart of the cementI need something pure, like from the Garden of Eden (why?)Wouldn't mind making her part of my achivements (what happened)Cause when music discourage my pride (who was there?)Zeke the only one with courage to rideThe ride's so dirty insideSeems like we were playin in mudHazin' it up, grams gave us the snub (she was buggin)Who ill?A check for two millAnd a cheap case, defaced, blue still, true stillsI got stories that my soul can singFlip water like Poland SpringAnd I'ma hold them things
Look - talk to 'emLook - my fella said you been coppin' a lotLatest caper? Propellers on top of the dropBut fuck it, who ever thought I would rock at the Roc? (Killa!)Top a top on top of the topBut yo - nothing definiteI chop up the rocksAnd I stop up the drop+Blocka Blocka+ the blockHello mate, yellow tape, helicopter your spotWhat you wanted is not what you gotAnd I pop up them copsCause dogg, it ain't about Cam (It ain't about me)I got a son homeboy, it's about Cam (For that?)It's about being +Bout It+If you're not, you're ass backwardsMy mathematics cause cash matters (That's important)Little niggaz need to sit up and readIf the town's too hot, get up and leaveNiggaz always got a trick up their sleeve (always)Nigga like me - I always got a brick up my sleeveAnd that's forever
Shit, I was two blocks from coppin dustI used to hop the busNow look dogg, ain't nobody hot as usGirls, they gotta rushShit, they gotta blushWanna go in the mall just to shop with usTo how they piss and bitch how they ran a mileFuck Killa Cam, they in love with Cameron GilesDamn, I gotta smileHundred grand, I demand itCot damnit the boy the boy done done it childAnd that's forever man
[Cam'ron speaking over fading beat]You hear it, uh huhWe here, I love y'all manIt's nothing boyDash, Hoffa, Young GuruWhat's really good?Holla at your boyI might have this shit on lock manKanye, Harlem, Chicago, Columbus, HollaChicago, you have your own Kanye West on the trackHarlem, you know who the fuck I am - Killa!We just want you's to know Diplomats is hereWe ain't going nowhereHolla at the boy boy, let's ride out man
Listen - I been coppin them piecesMaybe that's part of the reasonI feel like a boxer: bobbin and weavinBut I'm gettin headShe's bobbin and weavin (yes sir)I'm grabbin her neck to stop her from breathinI'ma wild out until I part with my breathinUntil I'm sparked out and leakinPart of the cementI need something pure, like from the Garden of Eden (why?)Wouldn't mind making her part of my achivements (what happened)Cause when music discourage my pride (who was there?)Zeke the only one with courage to rideThe ride's so dirty insideSeems like we were playin in mudHazin' it up, grams gave us the snub (she was buggin)Who ill?A check for two millAnd a cheap case, defaced, blue still, true stillsI got stories that my soul can singFlip water like Poland SpringAnd I'ma hold them things
Look - talk to 'emLook - my fella said you been coppin' a lotLatest caper? Propellers on top of the dropBut fuck it, who ever thought I would rock at the Roc? (Killa!)Top a top on top of the topBut yo - nothing definiteI chop up the rocksAnd I stop up the drop+Blocka Blocka+ the blockHello mate, yellow tape, helicopter your spotWhat you wanted is not what you gotAnd I pop up them copsCause dogg, it ain't about Cam (It ain't about me)I got a son homeboy, it's about Cam (For that?)It's about being +Bout It+If you're not, you're ass backwardsMy mathematics cause cash matters (That's important)Little niggaz need to sit up and readIf the town's too hot, get up and leaveNiggaz always got a trick up their sleeve (always)Nigga like me - I always got a brick up my sleeveAnd that's forever
Shit, I was two blocks from coppin dustI used to hop the busNow look dogg, ain't nobody hot as usGirls, they gotta rushShit, they gotta blushWanna go in the mall just to shop with usTo how they piss and bitch how they ran a mileFuck Killa Cam, they in love with Cameron GilesDamn, I gotta smileHundred grand, I demand itCot damnit the boy the boy done done it childAnd that's forever man
[Cam'ron speaking over fading beat]You hear it, uh huhWe here, I love y'all manIt's nothing boyDash, Hoffa, Young GuruWhat's really good?Holla at your boyI might have this shit on lock manKanye, Harlem, Chicago, Columbus, HollaChicago, you have your own Kanye West on the trackHarlem, you know who the fuck I am - Killa!We just want you's to know Diplomats is hereWe ain't going nowhereHolla at the boy boy, let's ride out man
