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    "DJ Enuff Freestyle" Lyrics

    The Diplomats

    Album:
    track 7 on disc 2
    Diplomatic Immunity [2003]
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    [Cam'Ron]

    Let's start the year off right man (that birthday shit)
    Dip-Set man Jim Jones, Santana, Freaky, Killa
    Enuff let's do it Killa

    Uh, Up and now murja it's foul murder turkeys to
    cowburgers the code to al murder
    Child if you style or wild splurja
    Stay away o.k. Mr Giles a hurt ya
    I aint 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 cam sell the tone
    In the science lab I mix mechemicals
    In silicone fella in the vanilla cone
    The school even play the recorder
    Now days he work for FEDS
    And plays his recorder
    You think he placing he taping his order
    Marking the bills j reed tasting the water[fucked up]
    We duc 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 wippen and flip it raw
    Get it all off the kitchen floor
    My bad is my bad the baddest ask me
    What i'm bitching for
    What a bitch is for?
    Is to put the is in all
    Furs his or hers bitch 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 cor
    You wan't 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 rallys
    [What you do now]?
    Now I catch flights to Cali
    Looking for a wife to spouse I pipe her proudley
    She understands my life gets rowdy
    I'm the sensei
    Prende? i'm icy outley

    [Juelz Santana]

    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 teachers who said I rot and decay(never)
    I go back and beep the horn at em
    Blowing that cheech and chong at em
    Yelling screaming the boy is platinum
    It all happens so fast
    They all imagine I crash
    But I did straight through the wall 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 ya
    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 ? ay
    True author like the great doctor Malachi York was

    [Jim Jones]

    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, um...., those two guys moving I-95 south dirty
    With them two pies moving
    Trying to increase our delightment
    Trying to keep the excitement
    But is hard in this bull-shitting game
    plus the secret indictments
    And you co-conspirators
    And you coke conspirators
    Be easy on the phone dog,cause you know the hearing us
    You styling them bitches
    Cause you know they stare at us
    This picture,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
    EASTSIDE to by dog (EastSide)
    All the time man
    Thanks for even asking
    Or we be seen in apens
    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 they be scratching
    They see me my actions
    I cruise by in a beimer 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 signal
    Now i'm living the life I got to stop and go's (spinning)
    Big cars big stars like it's rock and roll let's rock and roll

    [Jim Jones talking]

    Dipset this is Jim Jones man capo status
    Santana Killa The Don the album coming March nigga
    Diplomatic Immunity Enuff Heavyhitters happy birthday...nigga
    Zeekey where you at ?
    This song was submitted on February 10th, 2006 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Renee Kirk, Earl Randle, Laron L. James, Joseph Jones, Cameron Giles.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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