Lyrics

[Cam’ron]
See the problem is I aint goin nowhere
You can shoot at me
You can stab at me
Take ya best shot
Suck a dick no homo
DIPSET Remix Let's Go

I'm Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, Bob Backland
Pa acting, ha-ha, who they think they car jackin?
You dumpin? then dump, I slump? then I slump
They mad my car's like an elephant - the trunk in the front
See ya dude react, hud' six threw me back
A few they clapped, but I ate those, them shits is Scooby snacks
I ain't see stars.. I'm a G pa
Threw the Lamb in six, drove to the ER
Had to make it hot, I feel like Pac
I know it's set up, them old niggas know i'm bout to take they spot
Ain't no AYE B.. I OWE YOU.. WHY BE?
That'll get em' up in I C U
Like I'll SEE YOU at the B-P, shot em' off G-P
Gun from V-A, P-A down in D.C.
D-O-A if u short up on my P-C
C-74 switched em' over to P's SEE
Like Chuck D, we the O6 P-E (why they mad)
Me WHY?, I'm in a O6 G-T
All about them G's B
We the B-G, Byrd Gang Dipset D-I-P SEE
Like KRS-One, the great B-D-P
You wanna join the crew then u must SEE ME, FLEE

[Hell Rell]
We in dem coupes
Drop toppin on dem haters
Young dudes, O.G.’s
Pay homage to the greatest (DIPSET!)

[Chorus]
Get Em' Daddy!
Daddy got em. I gladly shot em
Homi-holiday, I love it when mami say
Get Em' Daddy!
Had to bite, put it on satalite
Get ya money up
Jewelry tight, swagger right
Get Em' Daddy!
Got her mami
You my Gotham Bonnie
Cuz i'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny
Get Em' Daddy!
honey smile
don't act funny style
In one ear, yeah yeah two hundred twenty thou

[Hell Rell]
My flow is novocain, my bars is hurricane
I got hella cane, mack in the melon Range
Hop out & shells exchange
I’m like monopoly, scribble-scrablle
What have you homeboy, I can sell my game
Walk around like I got a broom in my pants
Naw homey look closer, heavy tool in my pants
Man
Damn these cowards better stay in they lane
And if they ain't gettin the picture, it ain't in the frame
VVS's stay in my chain, there in my ring
You musta wrote ya will aready if you sayin my name
Hell - Rell, ya’ll dudes is losers
Ice can fill a cooler
You hung with the girls you double dutchin hoola hoopa
Hop, skippin and jumpin, glock, clip & the dumpin
Drop six and its mustard
IT’S THE MIGHTY DIPS
And when you ballin everybody wanna jam you up
Wrap in a chokehold, full-nelson, camel clutch
And I’m fly wit my gear
Plus I fly in the air
And you coach like my girl bag
I fly in the leir
And it’s Phantoms waitin on us as soon as we land
And it’s DIPSET forever
I’m true to my fam
And two more for Cam for getting over them shots
I guess real g’s aint gon drop, huh?
And us D.I.P.’s aint gon stop
To the top
Man we allergic to the word “flop”(Yea)
And that swagger, ya’ll got it from us
Only Diplomat Records man who hotter than us?