Juelz Santana

(Juelz Santana)
Yo who that
(Ja)
Me,it's Ja

(Juelz Santana)
Ja, Come in man
What up Ja, what's poppin

(Ja)
What up Uncle Ju Ju
You know Im five years old now right

(Juelz 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 autograph in the class

(Ja)
I had to tell her man im here to learn this aint the time or the place for that

(Juelz Santana)
you crazy man say word

(Ja)
word

(Juelz Santana)
you a trip lil nigga you know that, what you tell her after that

(Ja)
I said a dipset bitch

(Juelz Santana)
a a a, come on man you cant be doin it like that at five man, you got to get another decade with you at least

(Ja)
you know that you the only thing they talk about in my school

(Juelz Santana)
word

(Ja)
not cause you that nigga

(Juelz Santana)
why

(Ja)
but bacause im that nigga
you all i talk about

(Juelz Santana)
that's what's up that's what's up

(Ja)
some of the kids can hardly talk

(Juelz Santana)
yeah word

(Ja)
there fore you gotta make it happen
know what im talkin bout

(Juelz Santana)
yeah yeah i know what you talkin about nigga i know

(Ja)
word uncle Ju Ju

(Juelz Santana)
yo man come on man you gotta stop with that uncle Ju Ju shit man know what i mean

(Ja)
that's what i call you, that's what ima keep callin you and let everybody else call you Juelz aight

(Juelz Santana)
aight

(Ja)
other than that I just wanna tell you I love you

(Juelz Santana)
aww i love you too man

(Ja)
wo wo wo, dont be gettin all mushy on me man, it's time to do it big, now lets go

(Juelz Santana rapping)
Now that I've got your attention
(Repeat x5)
Im what the games been missing
What you about to witness is something that you haven't been witness'in
Im what the games been missing

Let me talk to you Tell you how it is
I was thinkin when I saw that
body gotta get shawty
Tell her what the young boy gon do

Damn them chicks wit chu gotta be okay
Babe pretty thick wit the kick
that's sick that need to be hit
So tell me what ya'll gon do

I got friends, and you got friends
They hop out, and you hop in
I look fly, and they jockin
The way you drop,
drop makes me wanna pop

I got friends, and you got friends
They hop out, and you hop in
I look fly, and they jockin
The way you drop,
drop makes me wanna pop

Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't... Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it

Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't... Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it

You'll see Girl I can set you off
Don't believe my age is gonna slow us down
I can definitly show you things
that's gon have you sayin I can't be 16

Once I get in you won't wanna go (and I...)
I'll have yo girls wishin they were you (and I...)
I know your heard about me,
but guess what's goin down if we leave

I got friends, and you got friends
They hop out, and you hop in
I look fly, and they jockin
The way you drop,
drop makes me wanna pop

I got friends, and you got friends
They hop out, and you hop in
I look fly, and they jockin
The way you drop,
drop makes me wanna pop

Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't... Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it

Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't... Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it

Girl you feel right (Feel right)
Make me feel like... (feel like...)
I wanna do a little somethin
(do a little somethin)
Ain't no thing let you do it fo sho

Girl the way that your wearin
them jeans is turnin me on
I'm the hottest thing thats in these
streets so baby won't you rock me...

Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't... Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it

Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't... Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it -

Now once again, a deep thought of Aaliyah
Crosses my mind, I rethought that I seen her, all in my mind
Memories of Big, all in the lime light, all of the time, all on his grind, right
I'm blacking out about 'Pac, blacking out on them cops
Middle finger, after blacking out from them shots
And I go visit Shyne, in my distant mind
I tell him stay up, cause in there it's a different grind
I see Eazy and Jam Master laughin'
Big L still rappin, like it never happened
I got a sick sense with me, God picked then sent me
To this earth place, to win in the first place
Visions of mommy, on an Island somewhere, yeah, I designed just for my mommy
My whole life is a blessing, that's why I'm so nice, so right
Approach mics with aggression
I got the type of obsession I would like to progress in
I write about me, and the life of my henchmen
I blow dice, roll twice to the deuce
That was nights, that was life on the stoop
This shit gotta change
Can't forget the hard white in the boot
White car stripped with the blue, narc parked right in the coup, damn
They riding around with a license to shoot
I'm riding around with no license and hoop, follow me now
Follow me down, this yellow brick road
187, hello, every ghettos zip code
I had to change my pace up, so I went left, while everybody went right
Had to switch the waste up, now I'm better off
Met Cam set it off, did the mix tape now look dip set is off
Put the bid in Def Jam bet it all
First writers refusal, Dame wouldn't let us off
So we matched it, we signed labels with Dashius
Cam goes platinum, the set is up next
A double album, we set for the best
Juelz is the test, which is me, fail or succeed
But still I'm here in the flesh, handing you breath
Mixed with a lot of thought, The Santana, Robb Report
I bring you more than just music I bring you me and all of my movement
I bring my whole life all in the booth shit
And I'm all in the booth with, the headphones on, the lights cut down
And all of this true shit

I make music I consider a challenge
Like this here, reminds me of Gilligan's Island
And that reminds of Harlem, where my niggaz is whylin
The only borough that was built on an island, woah
You fucks probably ain't know, if they cut off the bridges
We'd be stuck, forced to live on the Island
But we gangstas, riders, 9/11 survivors
Niggaz still want beef than holla
You think you bout it, get your piece and holla
Squeze the piece when I think it's problems, do you follow?
A young Muhammad Atta, no plane lessons, cocaine lessons, just a plot of towers
Before they crashed and divided the towers
I'm hurtin' working hard to reprovide the towers, like
Bring 'em back up, lift 'em back up
Niggaz back up, or lift us back up
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Y'all can't fuck with me, okay
Now let me hear you say, OKAY
It's Santana the great again, tie him up, bandana his face again
I tried to tell 'em it's no escaping the basics
And no escaping the hatred and no escaping the matrix man
Only Neo is me, no Cleo can see my future, if she did I'd shoot her
They tried to say the mission was impossible
I came through, crew did it, got it poppin' too
Two bitches on my side both prostitutes
Gray smoke, mobster's suit, yeah they get it poppin' too
I get my ace holes chopped in two, dimes, quarters, rocks in two
The fiends cop it too
Yeah, look at 'em rockin' two, rockin' boat, Rock n' Jock
Stop and plot, hot a BLDAT
Fucka, this nigga gotta stop, out of sight, out of mind
He gotta go, he out of line: 2x
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, Okay, Okay
Okay, Okay, Okay
Y'all can't fuck with me, OKAY

Uh, Santana, let's do it
Yeah, DipSet
Man where ever I go, I hold it down
I blow it down, you see me, believe me it's (Going down)
These hoes love me to death, they mumble under they breath
Lovely duets, boy, I'm (Going down)
I thought Mary J. was under my steps, nah I'm just playing
Love when ya sweat, keep singing (Going down)
I'm so fucking amazin, like Jordan to the league
When he first came in, it's (Going down)
I know you mad, my career's blowing up
Going up, holding up, and your's is (Going down)
Slowly but surely, so coked to the shorty's
Caught by the boys, the judge says your (Going down)
I had to call up my lawyer, gotta make court
And yawning, it's four in the morning, it's (Going down)
I need be out by the morning
Man the police need me to be out by the morning, or nothings (Going down)
Yeah, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya
Tryed to tell ya it's (Going down)
But, wouldn't believe it, couldn't believe it
Look I succeded, it's (Going down)
Baby keep walking wit ya hip, I keep walking wit a limp
Yeah you talking to a pimp it's (Going down)
Again, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya
Tryed to tell ya it's (Going down)
Now look, I'm back stronger than ever
Money's longer than ever, longer Baretta, it's (Going down)
Man we could get it on, it's whatever
The morns the better, I'm shorter, I'm better whenever it's (Going down)
Got a new chick, badder than ever
Ass fatter than ever, got it together and love (Going down)
No bud, no kiss, no hug
No rub, no bath, no tub, just love (Going down)
Yeah, that's my kind of baby
That's my kind of lady it's (Going down)
And the purse, you might find a eighty
Underneath her lip gloss, shorty keeps some lip gloss she's (Going down)
And that's why I love her, that's also why I don't trust her
Think she got her a sucker, nope (Going down)
Got another thing coming, not a baby but a
believe me I done it (Going down)
Yeah, mama look at me now, mama look at me how
Ya beautiful child it's (Going down)
Mama look up and smile, you made a beautiful child
Still shooting the pound it's (Going down)
Gotta survive, manuever through towns
Gotta drive, smooth through the town, or it's (Going down)
Cops on my ass, gotta shoot through the town
Shooting the pound, I ruined it now it's (Going down)
Only question is, will I get caught
Will I get cuffed, will I see court, will people see me (Going down)
No they won't, man I'ma survivor
Plus I gotta lady cop that's a rider, so nothing's (Going down)
You might catch me, crossing the border
Crossing the water, three ladies out and deported it's (Going down)
I caught 'em swimming, north of the border
Lost in the water, caught 'em and scored 'em, now they (Going down)
Going down
Going down
Going down
Going down

Uh, Santana, let's do it
Yeah, DipSet
Man where ever I go, I hold it down
I blow it down, you see me, believe me it's (Going down)
These hoes love me to death, they mumble under they breath
Lovely duets, boy, I'm (Going down)
I thought Mary J. was under my steps, nah I'm just playing
Love when ya sweat, keep singing (Going down)
I'm so fucking amazin, like Jordan to the league
When he first came in, it's (Going down)
I know you mad, my career's blowing up
Going up, holding up, and your's is (Going down)
Slowly but surely, so coked to the shorty's
Caught by the boys, the judge says your (Going down)
I had to call up my lawyer, gotta make court
And yawning, it's four in the morning, it's (Going down)
I need be out by the morning
Man the police need me to be out by the morning, or nothings (Going down)
Yeah, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya
Tryed to tell ya it's (Going down)
But, wouldn't believe it, couldn't believe it
Look I succeded, it's (Going down)
Baby keep walking wit ya hip, I keep walking wit a limp
Yeah you talking to a pimp it's (Going down)
Again, I tryed to help ya, tryed to warn ya
Tryed to tell ya it's (Going down)
Now look, I'm back stronger than ever
Money's longer than ever, longer Baretta, it's (Going down)
Man we could get it on, it's whatever
The morns the better, I'm shorter, I'm better whenever it's (Going down)
Got a new chick, badder than ever
Ass fatter than ever, got it together and love (Going down)
No bud, no kiss, no hug
No rub, no bath, no tub, just love (Going down)
Yeah, that's my kind of baby
That's my kind of lady it's (Going down)
And the purse, you might find a eighty
Underneath her lip gloss, shorty keeps some lip gloss she's (Going down)
And that's why I love her, that's also why I don't trust her
Think she got her a sucker, nope (Going down)
Got another thing coming, not a baby but a
believe me I done it (Going down)
Yeah, mama look at me now, mama look at me how
Ya beautiful child it's (Going down)
Mama look up and smile, you made a beautiful child
Still shooting the pound it's (Going down)
Gotta survive, manuever through towns
Gotta drive, smooth through the town, or it's (Going down)
Cops on my ass, gotta shoot through the town
Shooting the pound, I ruined it now it's (Going down)
Only question is, will I get caught
Will I get cuffed, will I see court, will people see me (Going down)
No they won't, man I'ma survivor
Plus I gotta lady cop that's a rider, so nothing's (Going down)
You might catch me, crossing the border
Crossing the water, three ladies out and deported it's (Going down)
I caught 'em swimming, north of the border
Lost in the water, caught 'em and scored 'em, now they (Going down)
Going down
Going down
Going down
Going down

(Juelz talking)
Flutes...what? Bring in the Opera manOpera SingingDip Set let's get it on
This is marching music, this is monster music
Everybody get the fuck up, get to stomping to it
Get the band, get the drumline, we marching to it
Get your aunt, get your uncles, get your mom's into it
This is lovely noise, this is club knocking
This is razors out chump, this is club ox'ing
This is grab a bitch, get the club rockin'
Hit the bar, big spender, get the bub' poppin'
This is move, get the fuck out the way
Or get moved the fuck out the way, chump
Niggaz get tools the fuck in the club
Niggaz get moved the fuck in the club, don't play punk
Niggaz get schooled outside of the class from tryin' be fast
Shots hot and pop in your ass nigga
Bitches cut school to get with the boy
Your wife'll cut you to get with the boy, it's Big Pimpin' here
Big lobster, big shrimp in here, big mobsters, big fish in here
Yeah, get your fishing gear, they'll flip ya yeah
They'll twista ya yeah, they'll let you know the Dips is here
Get it clear
This is monster music, this is contra music
This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music
This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the fuck up get to stompin' to it
This is monster music, this is contra music
This is niggaz, this is bitches, this is all our music
This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the fuck up, get to stompin' to it
My Kappa's, my sigma's, my clappers, my niggaz
My Alfa's, my beta's, cowards and haters
Come style with the players, crack a thousand gators
Big gun, get wild and I'll spray ya
Big gun, sit down for I spray ya, or quick run
I'll shower you later, I don't mind nigga
I ain't got nothin' but time nigga
Plus you ain't hard to find niggaz, three blocks from my niggaz
Where they squeeze glocks, divide niggaz
And that green top suplies niggaz, lean drop beside niggaz
Easdrop and watch niggaz, we cop and ride niggaz
Coke hard, go hard we block niggaz
Young Joe Clark lean on me, shots go off
Should've told you not to lean on me
Your bitch wont fuck you I told her not to cheat on me
I think you're a clown she totally agrees with me
She comes over and she sleeps with me
USe the bathroom and pees with me, and goes home and eats with you (Damn)
You a chump nigga, you a punk nigga, get a grib, get your weight up nigga
This is monster music, this is contra music
This is arms out, bombs out, bombin' music
This is launchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the fuck up get to stompin' to it
This is monster music, this is contra music
This is niggaz, this is bitches, this is all our music
This is marchin' music, this embalmin' fluid
Everybody get the fuck up, get to stompin' to itOpera sings until fades...Dip Set let's get it on

ard my man Luca was out
I guess he's...
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Now I'm "Back A-gain", just like flash was
Bad like Shaft was, react like Cassius...
Clay did in the ring with his back up...
Against the ropes, jab, jab, back up
It's all for what, it's all for us, all for bucks
You chumps remind me of Mister Softee chucks
Icey niggaz, banana boat milkshake ice cream niggaz
I don't like these niggaz, nope
I pop shots, hot glocks, shoot through vans too
Oh-Bob-bobalo-bamboo, move
And I'm fo' really with the milly-o
Leave many wholes like the cereal Cheerios
You into funny money, I'm rakin' in silly do'
The type that don't really fold, just sittin' there and gettin' old
I got the game ina loop kid, kinda like Snoop did
It's more than me, it's more than the music
I'm....
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way
(Verse)
Come through new coup Z
Three plus fitty, me plus Jimmy
Speed up slow, ease up quickly
Yeah we puff really, yeah we just silly
Puddy-buddies yeah he just kills me, shit
And I'm sick in the mind
They don't understand this trife style lifestyle
Live in a mine, but still I'm "Back A-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
Long time ago, way before the bandana, damn
Young scrammy scram on the block hand to hand
Hard I was slangin' it, straight Leron James with it
No big star, no big car
One big rock, one big block, I'll go far

BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way
Now this has been one hell of a year
This has been one hell of a ride, I'm tellin' you guys
They'd thought we'd never survive, Jeky'll and Hyde
Or the great american pie, weapons collide
Dead or alive, left with no choice but to um, better our lives
Get up and strive, but um, get up and roll, get up ya know
Get up and go, these motherfuckers ain't lettin' us go
So we get up and take it, get up and make it happen for us
Nobody can gt up and take this
In rappin' we trust, gat packin's a must
It's part of my nature, part of my wake up
Part of my waist yup, pardon my waist chump
For this part of my waist chump, come part in of your face, yup
It's Santana, part of the great stuff
Fo really man, pardon I'm great chump
BACK A-GAIN,
Back with my 45, gotta new quarter drive
Tryin' to stay alllliiiiiivvveee
BACK A-GAIN
Same gansta team, new gangsta lean
Chasin' the fuckin' cream
BACK A-GAIN
Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact
Ladies holla back
BACK A-GAIN
This time we here to stay
Ain't got no time to play
Stay out my fuckin' way

I'm sorry....
I mean it too... let me talk to you..
knahmsayin?, tell you what it was all about maybe
(Jealousy)
We was in love it had to be the (Jealousy)
that had me buggin all for nuttin (Jealousy, yeah)
Now I'm a loner cuz of (Jealousy, yeah)
I'm sorry man, oh
Baby, all I wanted was a chance with you
little love, little dance, romance with you
shit I had big plans for you
swear to God I never meant to put my hands on you
thats not somethin that a man would do
thats not something I had plans to do, I had plans to move
take you with me, give you the Coupe
give you the shoes, instead I was hearin' the news...
You was out there buggin', fuckin'
doin your dirt when, I was in the studio workin'..
shit I'm tryna make music that's perfect
instead I gotta hear you out there foolin' and flirtin'
You and your friends got a bad reputation already
if I'm not mistaken already...uh
but I gotta 'pologize to your mother and father
shoulda never put my hands on your daughter
But I ain't askin' you to drop no charges shit
I did what I did, deserve the consequence
I can't see myself copping a plea
to one of these niggaz who bleeds the same as me
I'ma G, I will cock and squeeze
the same as E, take it to the same degree, please
so let's leave it alone, we don't need this at home
especially all over some fuckin..
(Jealousy, yeah) yeah thats what it's about right?
(Jealousy, yeah), I never meant to touch you
(Jealousy, yeah)
uh, it was the (Jealousy,yeah)
I was buggin, high (Jealousy, yeah)
whoa (Jealousy, yeah)
God forgive me my... (Jealousy, yeah)
If I could take it back, you know I would, yes I would, yes I would
Shit, now I don't know what made me..lift my hand up
swing it at you, I musta been crazy
musta been high, twisted off hazy
fuck am I doing?, this is my baby
and now I'm feeling like Kane from Menace II Society
know your brothers wanna come back and fire me
now I'm riding with my riders beside of me
can't get caught slippin so they riding beside of me
and Cam told me not to fuck with you
he told me you known, the blocks corrupted you
I told him nah, I had it locked, threw cuffs on you..
plus I had lots of love for you..huh
so I'm stickin with my heart, that's my nigga to the heart
but I'm stickin with my heart
Now look....I'm sittin in the dark
facin' a charge, gotta go sit up in a court
all because, I was stupid and dumb
shoulda never went through it with hun, shit
but to this day, I never knew this would come
i never thought that I would go through this with hun, no
the one I wanted to marry...wanted to carry my baby through life
maybe this life... we can't be together
can't see together, can't see each other
don't need each other, won't be together
cuz of..
Jealousy, yeah
oh, jealousy yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Damn, why did we have to go through this (Jealousy yeah)
and its all because of this (Jealousy, yeah)
I admit I was (Jealousy, yeah,)
Jealousy, yeah
uh, you was playin them games too
sayin them names too...

Man all I hear is Santana this, Santana that
Santana you can't do this, Santana you can't do that
Man why I can't I just smoke a blunt and be me
That's how I feel..
Okay it's Santana, I'm back again
You know what man? What? What?
This is... Yea
You fuckas don't know a damn thing about me (Nope)
A piece, a part, a hamstring about me
The streets my heart you can't get it out me, it's
You fuckas know me, it was a sharp throb in my bones
I looked it was my own flesh, heart, and my bones, problems at home (Home)
So I left them there, got up out the atmosphere
Misery, loves company, I don't respect that there
Dip Set on the posta, boy for coming so close to
Being the black Lagrosta Nostra
Jim is my big buzzin, Zeek's my big cousin
Killa's my big nigga, also my big brother
We are the Dip family, get a grip family
Nothin alive can divide this family
So come on roll with the Set, come on roll with the best
The pain is felt niggaz know that you stressed (Oh)
The game itself don't notice your stress
You been left smokin, zoning on steps (No)
That's not the way to go, but that's the way you'll go
If you don't get up off you ass and find a way to go
Streets to rap, yea that's the way I went
Now its beats and rhymes, that's the way I pay the rent
Fuck what ya think nigga
Cause this is..
Niggaz know me

Ay yo, My name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to me
Fame means nothing, but the game means a lot to me
I slang caine on these blocks for weeks
Ever since Rocky III, and the death of Apollo Creed
I was a tiny little poppy seed
As grimey as I could be, as sheiesty as I could be
Niggaz who live nicely, who don't understand the life of me
Other niggaz don't like me, and wanna take my life from me
They don't understand that I love it, and I like the beef
The raw, the guns, the violence, it's all right with me
I be laying in the cut where the sniper be
Righteously, waiting for you to get out the driver's seat
I don't think like usual people
Who think like usual people, who don't think right
I think like Muslims, in movements of people, who move they people
And move on your people, power is stronger than voo doo and evil
I'm immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needle
Still trying to figure out, why I do, the crimes I do
With the minds IQ, of an Einstein too
Tell 'em, Cha-cha, and bon, bon goo, they think I'm crazy, well I do too
Leave me alone please, I'm in my two-three zone please
Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can't stop me
It's like my life keeps turning around
Every second I need a lighter, I keep burning it down
I smoke so much, I could nurture a pound
My thoughts are always foggy, they blurring right now listen
I see the game for what it's worth, pain, fame and work
Girls walk with they brain in their skirt
So while you're fucker, they thinking
Of ways to get even, or a way out the hood, they make up a reason
For the judge, for you take him and see him
Until you face a subpena, that'll change your demeanor
So be careful, where you skating through this game
Remember it's other niggaz playing, skating in your lane
Don't get clipped, or stripped skating in the rain
Cause niggaz will keep rolling, and skating on your brain
That's just the rules and regulations of the game
When you playing you, you playing, and you paying like you weigh in, so..
If not, those wolves aiming where you layin'
And waiting on you patient with that thing up in the basement
That's why I walk with that thing out, when I'm pasting
Cause I know these niggaz hate it, that their little sisters love it
And their girls really want it, plus I'm frontin
Twenty three big truckin, new Z, new bucket
Fuck it

Yeah Dip Set Juelz Santana (I'm liking this)
Jim Jones, Freekey, Killa
(R) Wherever I go
(J) Dogg I'm in the hood screaming what's really good
(R) Wherever I go
(J) You already know, you already know
(R) Wherever I go
(J) We smoking the best here feeling you yes sir
(R) Wherever I go
(J) Things never change shit just stay the same
Now they screaming out you already know
How fast the coupe already goes when I step on the peddle
I shoot the every show with the chicken stiletos
I like that I'm just a kid from the ghetto
We I move the petty goes
In very town I touchdown in yep and puff down in
Wherever I go
Niggaz solute me your as truly santana the great oh
You should be ashamed and embarrased
How I came in the game got a name and established woh
And my pivit is posted if you niggaz is scheming
My niggaz will notice they will get you and blow it
Man I did I dun I got it fuck it I admit it I stole it I'm that nigga I know it
So come get it and you think you can hold it
I don't think so nope I don't think so
Its nobody gods I'm puffing marley ducking squaleys cars
Wherever I go
You know I stay fly float threw the sky smoke with my guys(westside k-town)
On the corner where cotchies died now lets go to n.y. and love it
But out on the west I don't step out of my vest unless doggs I'm about to have sex
Wherever I go
You know my wrist stay naughty
No bitch can afford me
I'm about girl I did it with wardy
And the places I go we making the dough
It's whips when we land there bitch we don't visit we got land there
So where frequent flyers we cheat on flyers so please be quite
Yeah Dip Set you already know
I'm so built for doing this here
Yeah I'm high I'm twisted on tilt still doing this here
Keep a thick chick with me
Taggin along fat ass and thong attached to my arm
I might grab it I might smack it tell her to tag it along mack and then we gone
You already know
Wherever I go
You see the cop over behind him fronting rocking them diamonds
Glocking my lining till I spot me a diamond
Cause a bitch into fucking
Talked her lips into sucking coughing up shit when I'm puffing
Man I'm talking like shit ain't nothing popping cooks of chris and I'm stunting
I plays the bar for the night
But shit I got to start me fight
I said excuse me doggs pardon these Nikes (and Ones nigga)

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Hang with gangs, that hang and bang
Animals, arrangatangs, hammers move, bangers bang
Damn, it's new the game done changed
I got a whole selection, a whole collection
A ho selection of my ho collection
And I'm big pimpin', stick givin', quick shiftin'
Listen, this isn't, no damn game in here (Oww)
Yeah, the whole byrd gang's in here, like Kurt Kobain was here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm dangerous yeah, brainless yeah, stainless yeah
Aim to kill yeah, bangers yeah, y'all some dead mother...
And my diddy-pop, barge through the city blocks
Hard with the pretty glock, charge and you getting shot
Diddy to the bar, hard make her give a shot
Get a broad, get here hot, get her home give her (Oww)
Go,it's your birthday
Go, go drink it girl, it's cumming, I know you're thirsty
Harlem's my birthplace, tombstone birth place
Doomsday, goonsday, Tuesday to Thursday
Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Jump, stomp, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, OKAY
I'm lo-lo from the block again
Po-po and the cops again, no homo but they cocking them
Four-fos and glocks and them
They the paparrazi, they the livest posses
Kamakazi, nazi, nazi, copy papi
I'm a baller baller, you're not at all a baller
That's why I scored your daughter, left her home, call her, call her
I'm in the low BM, yeah, with your old BM
You smoke the Os and M, trojans and petroleums
Yeah, and that's just incase the ho ain't safe
Take it off, bend it over, throw it in, work it, work it
Oops, squirt it, squirt
Oops, oopsy dais, ohh I'm crazed
Cho-cho train, co-ca mane, Zulu Gang
I'm old school like Bambatta, no man's hotta
The damn dadda, I jam proper, your man's not a

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Santana, Killa, Jim Jones, Freaky
Killa, you already know what it is
My man Juelz Santana, that boy got that crack man
Diplomat Records man

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Hang with gangs, that hang and bang
Animals, arrangatangs, hammers move, bangers bang
Damn, it's new the game done changed
I got a whole selection, a whole collection
A ho selection of my ho collection
And I'm big pimpin', stick givin', quick shiftin'
Listen, this isn't, no damn game in here (Oww)
Yeah, the whole byrd gang's in here, like Kurt Kobain was here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm dangerous yeah, brainless yeah, stainless yeah
Aim to kill yeah, bangers yeah, y'all some dead mother...
And my diddy-pop, barge through the city blocks
Hard with the pretty glock, charge and you getting shot
Diddy to the bar, hard make her give a shot
Get a broad, get here hot, get her home give her (Oww)
Go,it's your birthday
Go, go drink it girl, it's cumming, I know you're thirsty
Harlem's my birthplace, tombstone birth place
Doomsday, goonsday, Tuesday to Thursday
Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Jump, stomp, move, breathe
We, in, too, deep, OKAY
I'm lo-lo from the block again
Po-po and the cops again, no homo but they cocking them
Four-fos and glocks and them
They the paparrazi, they the livest posses
Kamakazi, nazi, nazi, copy papi
I'm a baller baller, you're not at all a baller
That's why I scored your daughter, left her home, call her, call her
I'm in the low BM, yeah, with your old BM
You smoke the Os and M, trojans and petroleums
Yeah, and that's just incase the ho ain't safe
Take it off, bend it over, throw it in, work it, work it
Oops, squirt it, squirt
Oops, oopsy dais, ohh I'm crazed
Cho-cho train, co-ca mane, Zulu Gang
I'm old school like Bambatta, no man's hotta
The damn dadda, I jam proper, your man's not a

Juelz, Dip Dip
Santana, Set, Set
Where we grip, grip, tec, tecs
Who you wit, wit
Dog, no set
Dip Set, Dip Set, Dip Set, what (Oww)

Santana, Killa, Jim Jones, Freaky
Killa, you already know what it is
My man Juelz Santana, that boy got that crack man
Diplomat Records man

Yea uh-ooo!!( Come on, come on)
Roll wit me, its santana
I'd like to welcome y'all(yea) to the great
Fuck wit ya boy!( Once again) Zeke!
now I got more than my swagger back
listen here homie
Mr. Mick Jaggers back (uh-oo)
young Zab of rap
only difference is this Judah
will shoot ya, then get back to rappin'
traffin' crack threw half and Hampton
make stacks and stacks and thats a fact man
y'all cant fuck wit me
baby girl I drag my nuts for free
comfortably
and ya know I got my pimpin together
got my game, got my cain, got my limpin'
together, shit bitch you better get your
switchin' together cuz this back-hand
will get you together, hope you know that
and sometime I cant belive my niggaz
still in all, I'll give it all just to feed my
niggaz, eat, dont stop homie breathe my niggaz
I need y'all more than y'all ever need me my niggaz

this is for all my niggaz on the block thats pumpin'
I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
all my homies on the block with somethin'
hold it down I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
for all my chicks on the strip that switch
be easy, I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
all my ladies who boost for higher
Prada, Gucci attire watch whos behind ya! Squalie

Yo we livin' the life of
loca-vida, coke and cheever
drive-by blow smoke on the policia
like fuck em! I got no love for em
Squalie! but I'm tired of runnin' from
Squalie! duckin' from Squalie!
shit and we ain't do nothin to Squalie!
its pay-back we buckin at Squalie!
no more gettin searched, frisked for
nothin by Squalie! Hey so sell ya pack
sell ya crack like when dickens was near
Juelz Santana Dickens is here yea
Yea so Zeke is ya rollin' with me
this the theme song homie fuck the police!
we back at it, our crack habit is that drastic
measures we taken em', maken we'll clap at ya
peel off on dirt bikes and raptors
squirt pipes at bastards y'all cant fuck wit me!

Hey ma, its J.R. and L's
it ain't hard to tell
we da niggaz in we da niggaz in Maury and car alarm da fell wit that hard to sell
that ain't hard to sell
and a gun that'll hit you from far as hell
u quick to flash , we'll whip yo' ass
couple shots hit your glass
Dip-shit ya whip will crash
I got the sickest past
stay skippin' class, pitchin' Hash
all day, stood there
flippin' halves
when I heard ,Squalie!
I dished and dashed
ditched the hash
park, neutral, first gear
hit the gas, now we rich with cash
and when I hear Squalie!
I sit and laugh, dawg you kiss his ass
cooked more caine, push off dames
while you dumb niggaz stand there
and look all lame
I done popped and took off chains
now Ivory dump ice on me like my team
won a football game!

Yea uh-ooo!!( Come on, come on)
Roll wit me, its santana
I'd like to welcome y'all(yea) to the great
Fuck wit ya boy!( Once again) Zeke!
now I got more than my swagger back
listen here homie
Mr. Mick Jaggers back (uh-oo)
young Zab of rap
only difference is this Judah
will shoot ya, then get back to rappin'
traffin' crack threw half and Hampton
make stacks and stacks and thats a fact man
y'all cant fuck wit me
baby girl I drag my nuts for free
comfortably
and ya know I got my pimpin together
got my game, got my cain, got my limpin'
together, shit bitch you better get your
switchin' together cuz this back-hand
will get you together, hope you know that
and sometime I cant belive my niggaz
still in all, I'll give it all just to feed my
niggaz, eat, dont stop homie breathe my niggaz
I need y'all more than y'all ever need me my niggaz

this is for all my niggaz on the block thats pumpin'
I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
all my homies on the block with somethin'
hold it down I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
for all my chicks on the strip that switch
be easy, I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
all my ladies who boost for higher
Prada, Gucci attire watch whos behind ya! Squalie

Yo we livin' the life of
loca-vida, coke and cheever
drive-by blow smoke on the policia
like fuck em! I got no love for em
Squalie! but I'm tired of runnin' from
Squalie! duckin' from Squalie!
shit and we ain't do nothin to Squalie!
its pay-back we buckin at Squalie!
no more gettin searched, frisked for
nothin by Squalie! Hey so sell ya pack
sell ya crack like when dickens was near
Juelz Santana Dickens is here yea
Yea so Zeke is ya rollin' with me
this the theme song homie fuck the police!
we back at it, our crack habit is that drastic
measures we taken em', maken we'll clap at ya
peel off on dirt bikes and raptors
squirt pipes at bastards y'all cant fuck wit me!

Hey ma, its J.R. and L's
it ain't hard to tell
we da niggaz in we da niggaz in Maury and car alarm da fell wit that hard to sell
that ain't hard to sell
and a gun that'll hit you from far as hell
u quick to flash , we'll whip yo' ass
couple shots hit your glass
Dip-shit ya whip will crash
I got the sickest past
stay skippin' class, pitchin' Hash
all day, stood there
flippin' halves
when I heard ,Squalie!
I dished and dashed
ditched the hash
park, neutral, first gear
hit the gas, now we rich with cash
and when I hear Squalie!
I sit and laugh, dawg you kiss his ass
cooked more caine, push off dames
while you dumb niggaz stand there
and look all lame
I done popped and took off chains
now Ivory dump ice on me like my team
won a football game!

Ya probably ain't expecting this one
Nope,yea clap clap un hun,
This something my grandmother would dance to or something
Sha ba doop doop doo
Sha ba doop doop doo

[Chorus]
Nights like this I wish
That rain drops would fall
(i know you wishing it would rain)
Nights like this I wish
That rain drop would fall

Ay Grandma and Grandpa
Look at ya grandson, I done made it far
Damn nana, I know its killing ya bones that damn cancer
I wish I had an answer,but I don't I'm jus wishin for an answer
Watchin my mamma cry, she's watchin her mamma die
Every second I'm drying my mamma eyes, she so proud of her son
See right through my mamma eyes, she jus follow the drips
You can't dodge the rain but you can follow the drips
And every drop of rain that falls, has a drop a pain involved,you better believe
88 cocaine it solves, now the dope came in charge yup
I see my niggaz for what they really are,what we really are
The dips we really are, let it rain

[Chorus]

It has been long fights like this
Long days ,long nights nights like this
I'm wishing for rain. Nothing but the wind ever came
Little girls with they skirt up, the world's getting worser
Man I twirled through the world in a roaster
Twirling the smoke up, I be so high
Shit a week goes by, I still think the week just started
Man weed still sparking,still in tune with the street man
He still sparking, go ahead nigga leap feel frogish
These streets I harnish, my peeps my partners
Cam, Jim, Zeek my sponsors, black, griz, snags my monstrous
Paper, drugs, twin my archor. Robs, 40, doe, guard
Bus, train and go hard, let it rain

[Chorus]

This is a story,about a young boy wishin' for glory
Rap, riches and glory. some people I'll love to share it with
Yea my people my thugs I'll share it with.
You can't eat through this love I'm dealing with
You can't see through this love I'm dealing with
You can't be through or eat through this love I'm dealing with
Its real I'm feeling it my niggaz. cats plan on killing it
Rats real I'm realing it all men like fishermen
Say(hey hey hey baby)
Drive sticks while sticking em, young chicks I'm dicking 'em
All down and yea they all down
But why it got to be like this, why every girl I meet got to be like this
Let it rain

[Chorus]

Let it rain
I'm just sitting here
Wishing it would rain
I'm just sitting here waiting for the rain
Waiting for the rain

For lovin me girl
Just wanna thank you
Look at what you can do man
I like this shit right here man
Girl c'mon
Let's do it like this

Santana's so focused on you
Come holla at a boy that's focused on you
Shorty I ain't tryin to give you the run around
I'm just tryin to come get you a run around
Skip through a couple towns
Maybe skip through a couple rounds
If your man act dumb I'ma shut him down
I'm sorta a long distance brother
Long checks,long chips, long dick and rubber
Come roll with a pimp or gangsta
Hustler by nature
Trust that I'll take ya
I'll show you the rules and perimeters
Show you how to move with the ooze how to handle it
Show you how to cut loose soon as we scramble it
On the block as soon as the moon it be scramblin'
And you can be my down ass bitch
Yeah baby that's for sure
I'm a show you how package raw
How to snap it on
How to take trips with the package on
How to go and come back with the package gone
Just stacks of cash beyond

And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls
Cuz Santana and jones is runnin up the girls (yeah)
No game just fuck your girls
Pollute her mind and corrupt the world (yeah)

Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
Every club, every party, we fly
Bagging bitches every party and high

Please believe Jimmy Jizzy's the truth
Every where I go to brezies I'm true
Man they tell me that I over does it
You need to slow up you over thugging (so what)
But the hoes slugging in the open public
I smoke like fuck it, I just roll up puffing
Now they roll up fucking
Take two totes and love it
Yeah yeah plus my bitches swear
I'm like Richard Gere
Put them in my coup moving fast switching gears
Get it crystal clear
Stay crispy to the fit in every kick I wear
She was feeling my gangsta (gangsta)
Summer time Air One's jeans my tank top
Baby girl I'm a player with passport
Moving fast hundred grand on the black Porsche
Please love get your feet up off my dashboard
This is cash drawer we gonna crash course

And ya'll nigaz betta cuff ya girls
Cuz Santana and jones is runnin up the girls (yeah)
No game just fuck your girls
Pollute her mind and corrupt the world (yeah)

Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
Every club, every party, we fly
Baggin bitches every party and high