Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Hot 97 Freestyle

New York City, you are now in to America's # 1 station, Hot 97
In conjunction with America's # 1 DJ, Funkmaster
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap

And now I'm accompanied by greatness

My man Rell's in the building, BX borough. Uhh-huh
J.R. Writer's here, you know the writer of writer's
Right now, I don't know Santana's out, he probably in Brazil
Act up homie. They told us not to stay at Def Jam, we eatin' there
You was right, put on they block. Sell more than they sell
I feel you. Ayo act up. Do what you do homie. Go ahead homie
I'm waiting in the wings for somebody to act stupid. I'm right
You heard. I used to be Jaffe-Jo, I to be Killa
I think I'm go with something different this year. I'm go

[Hook: J.R. Writer and
Yo! We Guerrilla breathin', we breeding
the Dips, get the drift, This is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, Paid heavy
King Jaffe-Jo get ya tape decks ready
We Guerrilla breathin', Killa
the Evening, Killin' Season
Watch him kill the season paid checks
It's Diplomat Records get ya tape ready

Say what cats did I with, slang with, bang bang with
Blain gangsta ganked it lane to the banquet
Live from the borough where Rich Porter became
Purple Rain in the rain explains it, on that spit
To the day of a reign, I aim and flame for lame
The change, obtain bricks, exchange bricks
Bricks exchanged, the kid some change
Look homeboy, I ain't to get no names
Must of sniffed cocaine, looking at my chain
The biscuit turn you to bisquick mixed with shrimp lo
Old ladies just and say "it's yo thang"
Can't deny 'em, look down my wrist go
bling, listen in, come and get some cash
First kiss my ring, ohh no, well my ass
in my zone homes, get ya mind right
The 2-3 or 3-2, nah it's the
It's the highlights of my
Every gun, car, crib, chicken-head I like
Ten on the dope, ten beside knife
Ten in the hood, ten besides night
And they tight, my family ties tight
Ten town, 200 bricks, forget 5

[Hook: J.R.
You gotta feel the heathen, we guerrilla
It's the Dips, get the drift, this is Season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks
It's Jaffe-Jo get ya tape decks ready
You gotta feel the heathen, we guerrilla
It's the Dips, get the drift, this is Killa
Watch him kill the season, checks heavy
It's King get ya tape decks ready

That's 1 and out, go, let's keep it moving. That's 1 song
I mean let's go, you want to get... I mean Hell Rell you ain't say that song
go, Let's go. I mean that's 1 and out. That's 1 song down
That's heat rock. Let's go. I'm out. J.R. lace 'em up
I'm come back in a minute. get busy

[Hell

we got this man
Let me hear a on this

[Hook: J.R.
It's kind of to doubt that we ain't a slaughterhouse
Dip radio you're now tuned in to the Out
Slash the first to ride, you ain't heard of fly
it how you want in nigga my G's is certified

[Hell
Yo I slow flowes y'all to
These hustlers acting like they hard to stretch
Any broads wanting me to put in they purse
Like they wrote of my verse, nope
I give a few some credit,tell ya dude my cash on the first
Plus I hold a welfare card cause how I work
I'm bout to buy a Aston Martin, you in the trunk
Be at the Flex show, with you in the trunk
If said I couldn't do it, they put me to the test
But I proved to all them I was worthy of success
Teacher said I was a uhh, was time in her class
It was more like she was wasting mine, I had dimes on the ave
Mamma I was a dead shot locked up in a can
Nope, got it with Cam, up in a drop like Shabam
But why they knocking that man, cause of the rocks on his
Or the Air Forces they'll never see cause they got at Japan
Damn, man I know he a gangsta, and he pop his
He supposed to be dead or locked up why he got a
He was shooting a uzi, now he shooting a movie
And all his mans to act like groupies
I slow flowed y'all to
These hustlers like my flow hard to catch
Man we the strongest force
On or off the court we ball and ball the

J.R. Writer]
It's kinda to doubt that we ain't a slaughterhouse
Dip radio you're now in to the Hardest Out
Slash the first to ride, you ain't never of fly
Take it how you want it coward our G's is

[Hell
Sleepin' high visions of my enemies
Beggin' for crawling on the floor like a centipede
Screaming Rell please don't me I got children
Should've thought about those nose kids when you was snitching
But now I'm on a mission, fresh out the kitchen
A stand up who only sit when he shhh
You sit when you pissing, dude
My talent was God-given, got by hard living
I Sleep all day, smoke haze, ménage
I spit these hard rhythms it feel a car hit 'em
So leave that boy a can't you see he in the zone
Dudes try to be 'em can't you see he getting cloned
All this blue and this yellow can't you see it in the
And yeah we brought hammers Cam we never leave 'em alone
So back, I'm poppin off the 4
Heaven let me in because I'm knocking on ya
It's Prada on my
And nah I don't really do to many funerals, but I go to yours
I gotta see the of a coward
Please man let the homie breathe give me a taste of the
My chain hate my watch, my hate my ring
My jewelry going crazy, gotta get new bling
So all praise is due to Hell Rell the new religion
Smack ya girl pop 2 in her True

x2]

That's 2 and out. Let's go Dennis. You moving slow
Let's go Dennis. 2 and out good work. Good work
J.R. you up man. Hold on. Stop it. it
D, I mean, you got to say. That's 2 and out
We early. Koch put that E.P. together. That's 2
Nuts and dirty (Funk Flex). I mean on. I mean excuse me Flex
me, 2 minutes. Can I get 2 minutes. Let's do what we told to do
New we run this here. I mean Pardon, listen it's J.R.'s turn
I'm do the chorus, you ready? Let me get son. I just wrote son
Let me see I'm... my turn I ain't get a chorus off yet
I'm go in then. Alright
That's 3 songs and out. do it

My dude riding, he in Lamborghinis
The oyster with Linguine, you hear me?
a rider!
All in together, together we getting
Yo we get together, you hear me?
a rider!
My riding, he riding in Lamborghinis
The oyster with Linguine, you hear me?
He's a
All together, we getting cheddar
You dude's you know better,
a rider!

[J.R.
Listen pal, I ain't spit, child you was not as sick
Foul for a while, look my is anonymous (Anonymous!)
for pound of piff, smile cuz I'm drowning it
Yous a fake G like a thousand in
I can show you how to flip that
How to hit that curb, how to get served
Youngin, I'm the shhh, word
Yous a prick, fag, herb, you get pimped heard?
Huh, come get wit a rebel, put the kick to the pedal
The and the metal, I'm sickening nephew
Listen here...Your engineer couldn't get to my level
Dipset is forever B, bet y'all me
Stretch all my enemies, heckler send 'em
But, I got a tek get a G
To drop his flag a ref on a penalty
I'm fresher than lemon squeeze, wrist chill
Pitch black car wit pitch black wheels
Nice stash box, big black steel
Leave you at the red light, the kid's real!
in his Nikes, freshest in your sight
You ain't never seen these F-in in ya life!
I throw on fresh gear, throw on wear
This is something you have to throw on next year, Yea!

[J.R.
Listen scrap me, you need crack to see me
I'm a classic, one of your old scratched up
Nigga Check my swag it's
That you can see I do the damn thing and I Fab or Jeezy
I stepped the trap wit Weezy
of the tenements
Posted up on post, Dominicans
That'll clap you soon as you go to wit J
Throw a couple at you once they hear Le!
Put your all across the pavement
You niggas singing like you singing how you to agents
But my name, and I'm a stop
Throw in a box like cats at a hop-scotch game
I copp drops mane, come what I whip whore
A 62, got it jumpin a 6-4
Soon as I hit tour, brrr, caught a
on freeze, add up to a quarter mil!
I'm bout to talk my deal, that's what a thug
Killa, hit Sharon, tell her I another house!
I dig ya mother out, put her in a cab
Gas her up then hit the wit them slabs
What you Naw I ain't a rookie wit it fag
She'll have to boof that in a cookie a pad
You rookies are just mad, you say shit to me
You gotta get rid of me, I'm bout to history

I mean, on, that's three and out, hold on
Don't even play yet put on pause B
New York City, we gonna a slight intermission
if you do this up here, you bitin
We knocked three songs out. You can only do it in one
That means we didn't punch in. That I one taped it
J.R. one taped it. Hell Rell one taped it. We it out
That means the business is
The rhymes is right and if you up here and try freestyle a song
You're (you swagger jackin)
I mean you did a song Hell Rell right
That means you repped BX Borough, you the Dominicans
I'm 140 and Lennox to the
So we might as do something together
Capo get to take the motherfu...uh
Capo take the Maserati up to 200, we in, lets go
Tape this for Santana he get back
Let's get 16's off, I got the on this, y'all back up
Let's go, I got the
You ready, New York we run the motherfuckin building, pardon me
Take it, take it B I messed up because I'm talking too much
Take it the top. Take it from the top
New York, I mean, I mean I know y'all gon home and write tonight
I know y'all gon home and write tonight

Ya'll Diplomats, y'all kickin this scratch
What you can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
I said It's the Diplomats, what y'all kickin chicken scratch
Ya'll can't wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!

[J.R.
Listen, I'm worth a couple figures, hurting all these niggas
I'm OC, tryin to stuff the purple in the swisher
Convertible picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit a dance, tip that'll turn her to a stripper
Ya the by the zipper, burn em, turn 'em to a pisser
Shit 'em mister in a river, you going to learn I am sicker
Determined to be bigger, birds I serve 'em to these
Call the cops, they ain't seen these type of murderers since
if I know em, I'm quick to expose 'em
Wristery frozen, reason why chick on my scrotum
I'm lifted and potent on some that is potent
Fresh out the pot, 2Pac couldn't picture me

[Hook:
I said the Diplomats, y'all kickin this chicken scratch
can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
I said It's the Diplomats, what y'all kickin this chicken
Ya'll can't g-get wit that, homeboy go a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!