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  • Текст песни The Diplomats - Crunk Muzik 2004

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    Yeah! Ay! Dip-Set! Come on...
    Black-out, lets do it...
    Dip, dip-set!
    Dip, dip, dip, dip-s
    Dip, dip, dip, dip-s
    Dip, dip, dip, dip

    [Juelz Santana]
    Now this here is that bomb diggy (diggy)
    Diggy dang, the dons with me
    Killa, he'll kill a nigga you thinkin' bout harming me
    Capo's corrupted (yop), he's wrong vato to fuck wit (yop)
    Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public
    And me, Human Crack in the flesh (flesh)
    I'm the last of the best (best)
    One word to describe me (what), spectacular, YES!
    So stay calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40 (.40?)
    I'll pop it slow, you'll rock and roll, like Bon Jovi
    So don't fool with the click (Ay!)
    Don't fool with the Dips (Ay!)
    You will die, you will lie in a pool full of shit (Ay!)
    When that gun with the clip in (what)
    Start dumpin' and rippin', (yop)
    At ya'll head, ya'll some dead summamabitches (Ay!)
    You give a chick hard dick and bubblegum (Ay!)
    (Ay!) I give a chick a hard brick and bubble-yum (Ay!)
    Like here, take that, shake that, break that (Ay!)
    In half and please bring my cake back

    [Chorus:]
    [Juelz Santana] You know what the movements like
    You know how we movin', right
    Move, cause we in the mood to fight
    [Jim Jones] This is that get crunk move bitch
    Get drunk stupid
    High like space, .45 on waist
    [Juelz Santana] You know what the movements like
    You know how we movin', right
    Move, cause we in the mood to fight
    [Jim Jones] This is that get crunk move bitch
    Get drunk stupid
    High like space, .45 on waist

    [Jim Jones]
    This is that bang, bang, bang
    To my hooligan, gang
    While you movin' them thangs
    And ya toolies go bang (silence)
    Call me Richochet Rabbit
    Cause I click and spray matics
    And my niggaz straight savage (Goonies!)
    Penelope pump let off six whole rounds (boom!)
    'Fore (boom!) one (boom!) shell (boom!) hit (boom!) the (boom!) ground
    In the hood he known as a Capo
    To the goons and the heights its all tato (TATO!)
    And Okay I know me some vato
    In the life on movin on patos (demelo)
    Ok muchacho, they told me that you got it paco (meda)
    I know movin' someone know we usually gone pop you (te matan)
    This that 9 double 1, with a 9 double m
    If its crime lets have fun, lets have fun, lets have fun
    This that o trizzy 1, triple o, whoa, whoa
    If you scared get ya gun (get ya gun, get ya gun)
    This that uptop crunk
    When the truck stop, dump
    This where the bucs stop chump (dump, dump, dump)

    [Chorus:]
    [Juelz Santana] You know what the movements like
    You know how we movin', right
    Move, cause we in the mood to fight
    [Jim Jones] This is that get crunk move bitch
    Get drunk stupid (killa, dipset, lets go)
    High like space, .45 on waist

    [Cam'Ron]
    (Yo) That rooti, tooti, fruity, Louie, what I usually do (what's this?)
    This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who
    Gats in the truck
    Platt, platt, pass to a duck
    I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck
    (You ome me money motherfucker!?)
    Ya'll reppin' that 5 still
    I'm reppin' that 5 mill
    Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson 5 bill (so what!)
    Lets style a bit, Italian shit, five thou-outfit
    Show you how to get that powder shit
    Filed the fifth, jet out of it
    My proud of what is yo' turn, Jim so burned
    Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glowworm ($50,000)
    And I keep heat, cause in these streets (what you hear?)
    Just hear woop, woop, whant, whant, beep, beep (that's the cops)
    And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of 'em)
    And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy)
    So tell Lucccy (what)
    That her boobi's, loco, cookie monster, who he (who am I?)
    I'm the 1 the rep the set
    Left to left, death to death...

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    Yeah! Ay ! Dip - Set ! Come on ...
    Black - out , lets do it ...
    Dip , dip - set !
    Dip , dip , dip , dip - s
    Dip , dip , dip , dip - s
    Dip , dip , dip , dip

    [ Juelz Santana ]
    Now this here is that bomb diggy ( diggy )
    Diggy dang , the dons with me
    Killa , he'll kill a nigga you thinkin ' bout harming me
    Capo's corrupted ( yop ) , he's wrong Vato to fuck wit ( yop )
    Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public
    And me , Human Crack in the flesh ( flesh )
    I'm the last of the best ( best )
    One word to describe me ( what ) , spectacular , YES !
    So stay calm shorty , when you see that palmed .40 ( .40 ? )
    I'll pop it slow , you'll rock and roll , like Bon Jovi
    So do not fool with the click ( Ay! )
    Do not fool with the Dips ( Ay! )
    You will die , you will lie in a pool full of shit ( Ay! )
    When that gun with the clip in ( what )
    Start dumpin ' and rippin ' , ( yop )
    At ya'll head , ya'll some dead summamabitches ( Ay! )
    You give a chick hard dick and bubblegum ( Ay! )
    ( Ay! ) I give a chick a hard brick and bubble - yum ( Ay! )
    Like here , take that , shake that , break that ( Ay! )
    In half and please bring my cake back

    [ Chorus : ]
    [ Juelz Santana ] You know what the movements like
    You know how we movin ' , right
    Move , cause we in the mood to fight
    [ Jim Jones ] This is that get crunk move bitch
    Get drunk stupid
    High like space , .45 on waist
    [ Juelz Santana ] You know what the movements like
    You know how we movin ' , right
    Move , cause we in the mood to fight
    [ Jim Jones ] This is that get crunk move bitch
    Get drunk stupid
    High like space , .45 on waist

    [ Jim Jones ]
    This is that bang , bang , bang
    To my hooligan , gang
    While you movin ' them thangs
    And yes toolies go bang ( silence )
    Call me Richochet Rabbit
    Cause I click and spray matics
    And my niggaz straight savage ( Goonies! )
    Penelope pump let off six whole rounds ( boom! )
    ' Fore ( boom! ) one ( boom! ) shell ( boom! ) hit ( boom! ) the ( boom! ) ground
    In the hood he known as a Capo
    To the goons and the heights its all tattoos ( TATO! )
    Okay and I know me some Vato
    In the life on movin on pathos ( DeMelo )
    Ok Muchacho , they told me that you got it paco ( meda )
    I know movin ' someone know we usually gone pop you ( te matan )
    This that 9 double 1 , with a 9 double m
    If its crime lets have fun , lets have fun , lets have fun
    This that o trizzy 1 , triple o , whoa , whoa
    If you scared get ya gun ( get ya gun , get ya gun )
    This that uptop crunk
    When the truck stop , dump
    This where the bucs stop chump ( dump , dump , dump )

    [ Chorus : ]
    [ Juelz Santana ] You know what the movements like
    You know how we movin ' , right
    Move , cause we in the mood to fight
    [ Jim Jones ] This is that get crunk move bitch
    Get drunk stupid ( killa , dipset , lets go )
    High like space , .45 on waist

    [ Cam'ron ]
    ( Yo ) That rooti , Tooti , fruity , Louie , what I usually do ( what's this ? )
    This that jump , stop , breathe , whoody - who
    Gats in the truck
    Platt , platt , pass to a duck
    I'm the menace , owe me money , tat , tat , tat , what the fuck
    ( You ome me money motherfucker ! ? )
    Ya'll reppin 'that 5 still
    I'm reppin 'that 5 mill
    Neverland , thriller , Killa Cam , Jackson 5 bill ( so what ! )
    Lets style a bit , Italian shit , five thou - outfit
    Show you how to get that powder shit
    Filed the fifth , jet out of it
    My proud of what is yo 'turn , Jim so burned
    Live bitch , why kiss , on my wrist a glowworm ( $ 50,000 )
    And I keep heat , cause in these streets ( what you hear ? )
    Just hear woop , woop , whant , whant , beep , beep ( that's the cops )
    And you rumble , never , me , hit a humble diva ( a few of ' em )
    And I stay with the white , I got Jungle Fever ( nose candy )
    So tell Lucccy ( what )
    That her boobi 's , loco , cookie monster , who he ( who am I ? )
    I'm the 1 the rep the set
    Left to left , death to death ...

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