Tekster: Diplomats. Diplomatic Immunity. I'm Ready.
Team makers, killa
Let's do it, come on, Diplomats
Come on!, Jim Jones where you at baby?
Juelz Santana, this is music right here
Once again where you at, I feel like Rocky or something
Yo they try to box me in the corner for the longest
No keys, lock me in this corner for the longest but
Common man they can't fuck with me, Juelz Santana
Let's do this man I got them man
Somehow I managed to creep from under the rock
Linkin' up with Cam and linkin' up with the Roc now
Shit I told you, I won't fail you niggas man
Yo this is powerful music I bring to the table
The sequel to Able the way I slag Kane 'cause
Yeah let the music talk to them
Y'all know I'm past then focus, in case you haven't noticed
Squeeze and blast them open as soon as the magnum opens
Yeah I told you man
Cam gonna make me star, I'm gonna make him a million
Jones is here, we invading the building and yeah Diplomat
For the last time we got this man
But I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks
Big coats, big gats don't ever forget that
Yes sir, yes sir, oh yeah nigga
Aiyyo my goal aim to be number one on your charts
If it happens so be it we come with the art
Everyone of my parts they still moving
Hold the drums in front of the
Yo I do this shit six lucky contestants
They don't give a fuck if you sixty
Still get cuffed and arrested, my justice is wretched
You get knocked please, grab your crouches keep steppin'
'Cause the game we done held back too long
The pain we done felt that too long
Cocaine we done dealt that too long
And my pops it don't help that you gone
Myself to move on, it's scary and I'm gonna need help
Streets flow at me, dog marijuana don't help
Fiends junkies in the corners don't help
Knee deep in my grave on these blocks, I'm a goner myself but
Killa, I'm here y'all, I'm ready, I'm ready
Hey yo was up buzzin', buzzin' birds flip a dozen, dozen
Holla at your boy, boy, you thought your cousin wasn't
I'm ready, yes sir here we go
Jimmy Jones, Sessa Bones, Santana, Manefik
Y'all niggaz know holla at me if there's any beef
Yes sir, gats, guns, knifes, I know it's vic versa
We like murder we convicted the track
But yo if you got bitches to fuck hit me up dawg
Yea I'm ready, far as lyrics go they rocking the citlets
They won't stop till I'm on top with the title
Hustlin' no stoppin' the cycle
I'm shopping for rifles I'm not for the idols
The Twin Towers dawg we on top of the Eiffel like
La piece a pizza eating a piece of pizza
You can't be where I be dawg you need a Visa
Come on chief we for
Please believe it I will squeeze and leave ya
All bullets stay where we can seek ya
Harlem world I'ma spoil my town
You a clown, you can't tell by now that I'm, I'm ready
We coming for the title
You hear what I'm sayin'
[Incomprehensible]
This your record
Let's do it, come on, Diplomats
Come on!, Jim Jones where you at baby?
Juelz Santana, this is music right here
Once again where you at, I feel like Rocky or something
Yo they try to box me in the corner for the longest
No keys, lock me in this corner for the longest but
Common man they can't fuck with me, Juelz Santana
Let's do this man I got them man
Somehow I managed to creep from under the rock
Linkin' up with Cam and linkin' up with the Roc now
Shit I told you, I won't fail you niggas man
Yo this is powerful music I bring to the table
The sequel to Able the way I slag Kane 'cause
Yeah let the music talk to them
Y'all know I'm past then focus, in case you haven't noticed
Squeeze and blast them open as soon as the magnum opens
Yeah I told you man
Cam gonna make me star, I'm gonna make him a million
Jones is here, we invading the building and yeah Diplomat
For the last time we got this man
But I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks
Big coats, big gats don't ever forget that
Yes sir, yes sir, oh yeah nigga
Aiyyo my goal aim to be number one on your charts
If it happens so be it we come with the art
Everyone of my parts they still moving
Hold the drums in front of the
Yo I do this shit six lucky contestants
They don't give a fuck if you sixty
Still get cuffed and arrested, my justice is wretched
You get knocked please, grab your crouches keep steppin'
'Cause the game we done held back too long
The pain we done felt that too long
Cocaine we done dealt that too long
And my pops it don't help that you gone
Myself to move on, it's scary and I'm gonna need help
Streets flow at me, dog marijuana don't help
Fiends junkies in the corners don't help
Knee deep in my grave on these blocks, I'm a goner myself but
Killa, I'm here y'all, I'm ready, I'm ready
Hey yo was up buzzin', buzzin' birds flip a dozen, dozen
Holla at your boy, boy, you thought your cousin wasn't
I'm ready, yes sir here we go
Jimmy Jones, Sessa Bones, Santana, Manefik
Y'all niggaz know holla at me if there's any beef
Yes sir, gats, guns, knifes, I know it's vic versa
We like murder we convicted the track
But yo if you got bitches to fuck hit me up dawg
Yea I'm ready, far as lyrics go they rocking the citlets
They won't stop till I'm on top with the title
Hustlin' no stoppin' the cycle
I'm shopping for rifles I'm not for the idols
The Twin Towers dawg we on top of the Eiffel like
La piece a pizza eating a piece of pizza
You can't be where I be dawg you need a Visa
Come on chief we for
Please believe it I will squeeze and leave ya
All bullets stay where we can seek ya
Harlem world I'ma spoil my town
You a clown, you can't tell by now that I'm, I'm ready
We coming for the title
You hear what I'm sayin'
[Incomprehensible]
This your record
Diplomatic Immunity
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