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    The Diplomats / Lyrics

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    "Ground Zero" Lyrics

    The Diplomats feat. Juelz Santana and Cam'ron

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    [Juelz Santana]
    Yeah
    Y'all know what this is we back at it (uh huh)
    Come on
    It's that nine eleven music right here man
    We in the building man
    Welcome to ground zero everybody
    Juelz Santana
    Dipset
    Hell Rell

    [Juelz Santana]
    Yo, yo I speak pain, I spit power, talk courage, breathe flowers
    Follow me thru the debri of these towers, the rain, the sleet, the street showers
    Don't get caught up when the street showers
    When the guns rain, the clips pour, the soldiers grip fours, then begin war
    Come on, it's Santana the Great
    Tie 'em up, bandana his face, hammer his face, fucker
    I'm trying to get my act together, in the booth now trying to get my rap together
    You know, I got to fire to heat the street up
    Abuse the track, and beat the beat up you know?
    You already know what I'm about homie
    I'm young I'm focused I'm just coming out homie
    You can go by what you hear through word of mouth homie
    Or step out of line, Cam betting the house on me
    You know I ain't stopping yet
    You know my album ain't done, it ain't dropping yet
    I'm in the mist of a bidding war
    And we need two milli more just to move in the door, shit

    [Chorus]
    Yes the boys are back at it
    Come holler at us, the boys are back at it
    So line em up, shoot em down
    Do it know
    Welcome to ground zero
    Tell 'em it's ground zero
    Line em up, shoot em down
    Do it know
    Welcome to ground zero
    Tell 'em it's ground zero
    Yes the boys are back at it
    Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

    [Cam'Ron]
    Killa, yo, these girls told you I'm the man right? (right?)
    Well listen to lover
    When I beef, visions are gutter
    Kids clapping, kidnappings, heard her missing a brother
    I'm hitting your sister, you kissing your mother
    The shit is disguster
    Underground with people, lethal, trapped in the desert, surrounded by evil
    Yeah, I see your bitch is impressed, my kicks is all fresh
    This shit on my chest, by Mitchell and S.
    I got her opened, hoping she's not, I'd have her crack in her tits, coke in her twat
    Have her crack up the strip, coke up the block
    She'd get cracked up and hit, keep soaping your cycle mami
    My girls lay up in suites, a half of cake of week, and masturbate like Tweet
    Killa, I be popping the oozies, copping them Coogis, eyes on the drop real droopy
    Mair is snoopy, look at your hooptie, rocking the rubies
    Hop in the hoochie, popping her coochie
    Chill while I'm chasing millions
    I'm a baller that would merk you like Jason Williams (uh Huh)
    Don't play with villas', vacate the building
    Or the eights will come and rape your children
    Yeah, it's a kilo to a milligram
    I'm still the man, word to Killa Cam (Killa Cam)

    [Chorus]
    Yes the boys are back at it
    Come holler at us, the boys are back at it
    So line em up, shoot em down
    Do it know
    Welcome to ground zero
    Tell 'em it's ground zero
    Line em up, shoot em down
    Do it know
    Welcome to ground zero
    Tell 'em it's ground zero
    Yes the boys are back at it
    Come holler at us, the boys are back at it

    [Jimmy Jones]
    Two of my cards and crooks slashed at two of my pawns and rooks
    For all the charms they took
    To my head of security, british the titan, clicking the fifth, and gripping it tight
    God dammit, not to mention my bishop and knights, I listen to Bridgette to White
    Makin' crucial trips through the night (highways)
    And Prince Juelz, I told you ever since Juelz
    If them faggets even flinch Juelz (bluuuuatttt)
    My dogs are gonna it 'em alive
    Forty-fours, the pleading, deleting they lives (come on)
    And Killa wallys leading the movement, for realla we wouldn't be in this movement
    Over him I might kill ya (kill ya)
    Be in a tomb, just facing my time
    Loyal on side, outside spoiler on rides, system bumping, bumping "oh boy" in the ride
    Oh boy I done slide, shit, he done came got his boy, he's ashamed at his boy
    Had to flame at a boy, over the name we employed
    Which is none other than Dip Set, for ya'll dumb motherfuckers (holla)

    [Chorus]

    Killa the Don, Freaky, Juelz Santana, BK, Harlem (whoo)
    Hell Rell, the whole Taliban, Dip Set, T. Money, Luca
    This song was submitted on January 20th, 2005 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Kenneth Cunningham, Cam'ron Giles, Laron James, Jimmy Jones, Jamahl Rashid Rye, Kip Winger.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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