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'em. Then slap up his (Boy) clap up his (Boy). Wrap up his (Boy) get them gats (Oh Boy). Diplomats are them (Boy) for the girls and the (Boy). Say (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) Verse 4 Juelz Santana. Now
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Bài hát Let's Go - The Diplomats. I've been really tryin' baby. Tryin' to hold back these feelings for so long. And if you feel like I feel baby. Come on. Ohhh come on. Woo. Let's get on. Little
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Yea uh-ooo!! (Come on, come on). Roll wit me, its santana. I'd like to welcome y'all (yea) to the great. * wit ya boy!(Once again) Zeke! Juelz Santana. Now I got more than my swagger back
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out by the morning. Man the streets needs me to be out by the morning, or nothings (Going down). . Chorus - Juelz Santana. Yeah, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya. Tryed to tell ya it's (Going
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Santana. Yeah I know man you gettin big tell me about it what's good. . Ja. It's crazy man, you know my teacher had the nerve to ask me for your autograph. . Juelz Santana. What, she asked for my
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. She was right; she was up in the Range man. Dropped her off at the L, now I'm flippin' the cell. That's right I had to call up L. Cam And Juelz Together. You L, what up, I hit, what else, plus dome, say
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Ether boy! Hey! Chorus. How we ball in the club I know you hate it. Mami dancing on the floor all like she naked. When she lay down with you I know she fake it. All the girls give it to me I
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Ether boy! Hey! Chorus. How we ball in the club I know you hate it. Mami dancing on the floor all like she naked. When she lay down with you I know she fake it. All the girls give it to me I
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). Wrap up his (Boy) get them gats (Oh Boy). Diplomats are them (Boy) for the girls and the (Boy). Say (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) Now when they see Cam and his (Boy) they say damn (Oh Boy). Santana's that (Boy
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Huh, okay, put the kids to bed. Put 'em to bed now. I said put 'em to bed now. Do it, yeah, yeah, it's goin' down. DipSet, bitch, Juelz Santana, ay Grip to it, kick to it. * that, spit to it
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(feat. J. Are. Writer). . Yea uh-ooo!! (Come on, come on). Roll wit me, it's santana. I'd like to welcome y'all (yea) to the great. * wit ya boy!(Once again) Zeke!. . Juelz Santana. Now
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old school like Bambatta, no man's hotta. The damn dadda, I jam proper, ya man's nadda. . Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set. What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs. Who you wit wit, throw up yo set
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old school like Bambatta, no man's hotta. The damn dadda, I jam proper, ya man's nadda. . Juelz, dip dip, Santana, set set. What he grip grip, nigga tec tecs. Who you wit wit, throw up yo set
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-Gain". BAck with my 45, Cadillac that my shorty drives. Maggy-mackin' my shorty's live "Back A-Gain". Straight from 4-45, West 53 in Amsterdam. Also known as Gramsterdam, way before the Santana man
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Gangsta Music part 2. Dip Set, Killa, Heatmakerz, Juelz Santana. Come on, man, let's do It Can I get a, yeah, yeah, everywhere. Up, down, left, right. Shorty's movin' again, shorty's loose with
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Okay, get up, get up. DipSet, Juelz Santana, Heatmakerz. I think this the one right here. Everybody, come on, get up, he's movin' again I'm like, oh yes. I'm nice, wait Mr, Mr. Still pitching
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Dipset bitch. Fella, Santana, ay Rock the boat don't sink the ship Do you like to get freaky freaky?. Do you to get kinky kinky?. Yeah, I like to get freaky, freaky. Yeah, I like to get kinky
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DipSet. Santana, ay. Tick, tock. Tick, tock Get on the grind like clockwork. Move that behind like clockwork. Keep it coming on time like clockwork. Get that clockwork, homie, make that
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Click clack and it's over you dead. (This is it). My damn glock, buss a cap in your head. (Santana). It's in my blood I love killin' you fools. (This here for my shottas). I'm a thug, that goes
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