Luyện nghe bài hát Dipshits

[Introduction: Santana and Cam'ron]
Never thought they'd see again
we go!
Killa Cam in the
Dipset!
You know it is
My man
I feel something epic, no

One: Cam'ron]
Man, I'm that nigga, y'all, I ain't lying
I'm running fashion, man, I even trying
I see fuckboys hating on me
Been in the crib years, they still waiting on me
But I'm done with the frontin', I'm popping and pressing the button
No stunting, I'm and pumping the pump
Somethin' to chump, have him crying like onions
With a gun I am gifted, back up before I happily lift it
a cap in the back of your cap
Lift up your hat, my malicious
Mommy up and said she see the difference
"You're mature, handsome, with a lot of ignance"
Dick in her intestines to poke her chitlins
me 2 Chainz's drummer, say my strokes are different
I'm different, you
What you doing this, bitch? I'm leaving
Adios,
I fuck your mama, word to mama, keep mama close

[Hook: Santana]
Uh, I know you miss
still Dipset, you dipshits
Stay fly, don't get your hit
Stay gripped, don't get your shit
Uh, push it and get it off
Nigga, we just cut a different cloth
Uh, I know you miss
Still Dipset, you

[Verse Two:
Man, fuck a magazine, care what you cowards read
Don't gotta wonder, we like wonder with our
Money, respect, don't forget the power,
Had this one girl squirting a showerhead
on the waist, eighty keys in the trunk
Stamp on the dope, degrees of funk
money, eighty degrees in the pumps
Lookin' for me? Top suite of the Trump, baby
Cause of stupidity, fire, humidity
No one is sick of me, got the gift, no Christmas tree
Get the shovels, y'all, everyone me
I'm back to the future, still making

[Outro: Dash]
I feel like rapping on this shit. First off, my name is Dame Dash. And I want to talk for a second if you don't mind, let me just say one thing: I am from Harlem, and I'm back outside. And you know what that means? That means people eat. Cause I'm a Harlem nigga, and that's what we do. That means when we walk in the room, nobody's safe. You 'bout to feel that, pause. Harlem sticks together. So if you feeling like number one, get ready to be number two, cause we back. What's that shit y'all be saying? Fool's Gold! Aight? 'Bout to party, I might pop bottles. have to see Champagne Dame!