Lyrics The Diplomats

The Diplomats

Dj Enuff Freestyle

Let's start the year off right man

(That birthday s***)

Dip-set man Jim Jones, Santana, Freaky, Killa

Enough, let's do it Killa

Up and now murder, it's foul murder

Turkeys to cowburgers the code to I'll murder

Child if you style or wild splurge

Stay away OK, Mr Giles'll hurt you

I ain't go to school, stayed the hell at home

In the real estate dog I seen hell at homes

You was selling out I was selling homes

Selling dreams to the phone, I can sell the tone

In the science lab I mix me chemicals

In silicone fella in the vanilla cone

The school even play the recorder

Now days he work for F-E-D-S

And plays his recorder

You think he placing he taping his order

Marking the bills they read,

Tasting the waterf***ed up

We duct-taping his daughter

That's the taping they taught us

In addition add the eight and the quarters get it

In addition Ma, yeah you get it dog

Gets it and ditch it

Kitchen whipping and flip it raw

Get it all off the kitchen floor

My bad is my bad, the baddest ask me

What I'm b****ing for

What I'm b****ing for?

Is to put the is in all

Furs his or hers b**** go pitch it whore

No disrespect Mami, no disrespect at all

In a year or two maybe you can get a store

You should honor my core

You want a Honda Accord

I'm trying to turn you into entrepreneurs

That's a real friend

That's a homie right right true

I fell that is only right

That I live the life of rally

I done did knives in alleys, pipes, in rallies

What you do now?

Now I catch flights to Cali

Looking for a wife to spouse I pipe her proudly

She understands my life gets rowdy

I'm the same say

Prane day I'm icy outey

Yo, now I done been on both sides of the fence

Now I done been on both sides of the gate

Survived and escaped

Look at me now man I'm driving away

Thinking about my old teacher who said I rot and decay

(Never)

I go back and beep the horn at them

Blowing that cheech and chong at them

Yelling, screaming the boy is platinum

It all happens so fast

They all imagine I crash

But I did straight through I'm bad

Like Michael was see what the cycle does

360 spin around, I'm the new kid in town

Yeah it's coming soldier,

April the month it's over

Yeah your run is over

The album is done I told you

What a classic I made, I look up see Cam

See the game what a path that he made

A beautiful mind trapped in the shade

Cracking codes for the man

Who only stand in the back of my brain

At last I done came up in the proper way

True author like the great doctor J was

You can't respect the amount jewels in this new wide movement

If you don't respect the amount of dudes in this too live movement

Me and Killa, we like them,

Those two guys moving I-95 south dirty

With them two pies moving, moving

Trying to crease out the lightning

Trying to keep out the excitement

But it's hard in this bulls***, in this game

'Cause the secret indictments

And you coke experimenters

And you coke experiencers

Be easy on the phone dog,

'Cause you know the hearing us

You styling them b****es

Cause you know they serious

Just picturing, it's so easy to draw

Stop and freeze at them whores

Then we speed off in cars

Then we breezing the law

Blowing that weed from my jaw

G's up hoe's down

East Side to by dog

(East Side)

All the time man

Thanks for even asking

Or we be seen in Aspen

In that pool house, that hot tub with that steam relaxing

And we be seen in action

Keep them fiends collapsing

And they thirsty and they nodding and the be ?

They see me my actions

I cruise by in a Beemer just laughing

I let that rock and roll

I coping poppy's load

It was like coping gold,

I shut down poppy's load

I hit the strip dog

I see the cops get load

Now I'm living the life I got to stop and close

Big cars big stars like it's rock and roll

Let's rock and roll

Dip-set, this is Jim Jones man capo status

Santana Killa, the don the album coming March n****

Diplomatic immunity

Enough heavy-hitters,

Happy birthday n****

Zeekey where you at