Lyrics:
Deux cup, remplies avec v'là de lin, damn
R.e.p Fredo Santana
Deux cup, remplies avec v'la de lin (lin, lin)
J'sens plus mon visage comme Juelz
Get zoned wit me, the crome you see
Dip set come home wit me
Uh...Dip Set nigga, Jim Jones, Killa!
Freakey Zeekey, Juelz Santana
wanna be like Juelz Santana with no teeth (Damn)
Dipset reunited, they sound good together
I don't think Stevie J and Faith look good together (They
Juelz Santana perform
At Hip Hop Honors with the Alzheimer's
I hear you woofin, come on, come to the dog diner
We all eat dogs, we raw, we bark buyers
with my Glocky, ayy
I done named my choppa Juelz Santana, ayy
Don't make me put this choppa to yo bandana
Ayy
It's me and my jewelry, I'm anti security
the stain
And I shoot everything I don't need no aim
I caught him walking by himself
Extendos yea they hanging out the window
Juelz Santana wear my hat, under
photogenic I ain't posing for no camera Juelz shinning like Santana
Time to work go grab your hammer
I load my Glock with a bandanna
Survival of the fittest
[Juelz Santana - Verse #1]
Go, go, 'tana in da house
Front yo, uh-oh, them hammers coming out
Yo we ain't come here to hurt nobody
But act up we'll hurt
the flags heavy like Juelz Santana
Keep the mask on you dont wanna blink on camera
Fantasizing of a lifestyle of an old school king
Free Big Vic and rest in
full of drugs
If they like me, tell 'em line up
While I sit behind team, point 'em out like a line up
[Verse 11: Juelz Santana]
Mic check, one two, one
cię miasto
Są takie dni kiedy chodzę środkiem ulicy niczym Juelz Santana bwoy bwoy
A na nich pełno bitches bitches bitches w piątek smakuję szampana
Ja
miasto
La la la
Są takie dni kiedy chodzę środkiem ulicy niczym juelz santana bwoy bwoy
A na nich pełno bitches w piątek smakuję szampana
Ja sobie frunę
I hang around Juelz Santana
Mouth killer like Kowalski, jiggy like that boy outta Marcy
Fresh out the espionage, been locked in
Exhausting all of my
is constipated
Juelz Santana:
What you know 'bout it, I'm a rich pimp
I get dough then have your bitch go count it
I'll hit you with the quarter
bringing Pounds of the cheese
Know these nigga chase sack no Santa
This my world like im santana
Imma run the jue-lz
Sierra leon
I put blood in the diamonds
bandana
Uh feel like Juelz Santana
Uh but i hustle like Nipsy
Coupe do one sixty
Gone two weeks streets say they miss me
Bitch I be there in a jiffy
In
Screaming all for one that don't mean nothing at all
Nah
That don't mean nothing at all
They call me Eags Santana I'm that indivi-juelz
The jack of all
go make em' sick
Excuse my manners
Drip my set no Juelz Santana
Third coast rider pardon my grammar
Keep me a bag but I ain't no Santa
Always told boy
the pics and cameras
See me rocking Juelz like I hit Santana
Enslave these ghosts, I'll be whipping phantoms, ay
Make the green grow like I was hit with
Alabama
Gucci bandana Louie bandana
So many bandana look like I'm Juelz Santana on they antennas
Watchin watchin
I know they watchin
I got this check on me
a demon
You cross the boss catch bullets just for sneak dissing
Still ghost writing for Mula
Better believe it
Like Juelz Santana I can't feel my face
Juelz Santana
I just took ya bitch out to eat yeah I payed the fee
On my way to buss a juug I'm bending corners playing R&B
Yeah he Mr. steal yo girl but
(Oh Major, don't go)
Young Guru, Just Blaze, Killa
Diplomats, huh
Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Freeky Zeekey
Hoffa, Dash, uh
Killa, uh
Y'all
section a mess
Juelz Santana, high dip with the set
To a place where the strip was the best
Say less while less, that's my type of chick
Fuck it up, fuck
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