Luyện nghe bài hát Dipset Hot 97 Freestyle

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

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 us not to stay at Def Jam, we eatin' over there
You was right, put work on they block. Sell than they sell
I feel you. Ayo Capo act up. Do you do homie. Go ahead homie
I'm waiting in the for somebody to act stupid. I'm right here
You heard. I used to be Jaffe-Jo, I to be Killa
I think I'm go something different this year. I'm go with

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

Say what cats did I hang with, with, bang bang with
Blain gangsta ganked it left lane to the
Live the borough where Rich Porter became Rich
Purple Rain in the explains it, on that same spit
To the day of a reign, I aim and for your lame
The clips change, bricks, exchange bricks
Bricks exchanged, throw the kid change
Look homeboy, I ain't trying to get no
Must of sniffed cocaine, at my Diplo chain
The biscuit turn you to bisquick mixed with lo mein
Old ladies just and say "it's yo thang"
Can't 'em, look down my wrist go bling
Bling bling, listen in, come and get cash
kiss my ring, ohh no, well kiss my ass
Back in my zone homes, get ya mind
The 2-3 or 3-2, nah the twilight
the highlights of my life
Every gun, car, crib, that I like
Ten on the dope, ten that's beside
Ten in the hood, ten that's night
And tied tight, my family ties tight
Ten town, 200 bricks, forget 5

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

That's 1 and out, let's go, let's keep it moving. That's 1
I mean let's go, you to get... I mean Hell Rell you ain't say nothing that song
Let's go, Let's go. I mean that's 1 and out. That's 1 down
That's rock. Let's go. I'm step out. J.R. lace 'em up
I'm come back in a minute. Ya'll get

[Hell

we got this man
Let me a hook on this

J.R. Writer]
It's kind of hard to doubt that we ain't a
Dip radio now tuned in to the Hardest Out
Slash the first to ride, you ain't heard of fly
Call it how you in nigga my G's is certified

Rell]
Yo I slow y'all to death
These hustlers like they coke hard to stretch
Any broads me to put cash in they purse
Like they wrote of my verse, nope
I give a few some credit,tell ya dude bring my cash on the
I hold a welfare card cause that's how I work
I'm to buy a Aston Martin, throw you in the trunk
Be at the Funk show, with you in the trunk
If they I couldn't do it, they put me to the test
But I to all them suckers I was worthy of success
Teacher said I was a uhh, was time in her class
It was more like she was mine, I had them dimes on the ave
Mamma said I was a dead shot up in a can
Nope, got it popping with Cam, up in a like Shabam
But why they knocking man, cause of the rocks on his hand
Or the Air Forces never see cause they got copped at Japan
Damn, man I he a gangsta, and he pop his steel
He supposed to be or locked up why he got a deal?
He was just shooting a uzi, now he shooting a
And all his starting to act like groupies
I slow flowed to death
These hustlers acting like my flow to catch
Man Diplomats we the strongest
On or off the court we and ball the sport

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

[Hell
high with visions of my enemies
Beggin' for mercy on the floor like a centipede
Screaming Rell please don't me I got children
Should've thought about those snotty nose kids when you was
But now I'm on a mission, yeah out the kitchen
A stand up dude who only sit he shhh
You sit you pissing, dude listen
My talent was God-given, got by hard living
I Sleep all day, haze, ménage women
I spit hard rhythms it feel like a car hit 'em
So that boy a lone can't you see he in the zone
Dudes try to be like 'em can't you see he getting
All this blue and this yellow can't you see it in the
And yeah we brought them hammers Cam we leave 'em alone
So move back, I'm off the 4
let me in because I'm knocking on ya door
It's on my whores
And nah I don't really do to many funerals, but I gotta go to
I gotta see the face of a
Please man let the homie breathe me a taste of the power
My hate my watch, my watch hate my ring
My jewelry going crazy, gotta get new bling
So all praise is due to Rell it's the new religion
ya girl pop 2 in her True Religions

x2]

That's 2 and out. Let's go Dennis. You moving Dennis
Let's go Dennis. That's 2 and out good work. Good
J.R. you up man. on. Stop it. Stop it
D, I mean, you got something to say. 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
Excuse me, 2 minutes. Can I get 2 minutes. Let's do what we to do
New York we run this here. I mean Pardon, listen J.R.'s turn
I'm do the chorus, you ready? Let me get this son. I wrote son
Let me see I'm... It's my turn I ain't get a off yet
I'm go in then. Alright
3 songs and out. Let's do it

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

[J.R.
Listen pal, I ain't gotta spit, child you was not as
Foul for a while, look my style is (Anonymous!)
Pound for of piff, smile cuz I'm drowning it
Yous a G like a thousand in counterfeits
I can you how to flip that bird
How to hit curb, how to get that served
Youngin, I'm the shhh, word
a prick, fag, herb, you get pimped slapped heard?
Huh, come get wit a rebel, put the kick to the pedal
The and the metal, I'm sickening nephew
Listen here...Your F-in engineer get to my level
is forever B, bet y'all remember me
Stretch all my enemies, heckler 'em three
But, I got a tek get a G
To drop his flag like a ref on a
I'm fresher than lemon squeeze, wrap chill
Pitch black car wit pitch black wheels
Nice stash box, big black steel
you at the red light, the kid's that real!
Stepping in his Nikes, freshest in sight
You ain't seen these F-in Pella in ya life!
I throw on fresh gear, on fresh wear
This is something you will to throw on next year, Yea!

[J.R.
scrap believe me, you need crack to see me
I'm a classic, one of old scratched up CD's
Nigga Check my swag it's
That you can see I do the damn thing and I Fab or Jeezy
I stepped through the wit Weezy
of the tenements
Posted up on post, hundred
That'll clap you soon as you go to wit J
Throw a couple at you they hear Dida Le!
Put your brains all across the
You niggas like you singing how you talk to agents
But my name, and I'm a stop
Throw in a box like some cats at a hop-scotch
I copp drops mane, come peep what I whip
A 62, got it jumpin a 6-4
as I hit tour, brrr, caught a chill
Sleeves on freeze, add up to a mil!
I'm bout to my deal, that's what a thug about
Killa, hit Sharon, tell her I another house!
I dig ya out, then put her in a cab
Gas her up then hit the hooker wit them
you think? Naw I ain't a rookie wit it fag
She'll to boof that in a cookie like a pad
You rookies are just mad, you can't say 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 City, we gonna take a slight intermission
if you do this up here, you bitin
We knocked three songs out. You can do it in one take
That means we didn't in. That means I one taped it
J.R. one taped it. Rell one taped it. We chorused it out
That the business is right
The is right and if you come up here and try freestyle a song
You're bitin (you jackin)
I mean you did a song Hell Rell right
That means you repped BX Borough, you the Dominicans
I'm 140 and to the death
So we might as do something together
Capo get to take the motherfu...uh
Capo the Maserati up to 200, we goin in, lets go
Tape this for Santana when he get
Let's get 16's off, I got the on this, y'all back up
Let's go, I got the
You ready, New City we run the motherfuckin building, pardon me
Take it, take it back B I messed up because I'm too much
Take it the top. Take it from the top
New York, I mean, I mean I know y'all gon and write hard tonight
I know y'all gon home and write hard

Ya'll Diplomats, kickin this chicken scratch
What you can't 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
can't g-get wit that, homeboy go flip a pack
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!
Dip-Dip-Dip-Dipset!

[J.R.
Listen, I'm worth a couple figures, always all these niggas
That I'm OC, tryin to stuff the in the swisher
Convertible just picture, how I up on your sister
Wit a dance, tip dance turn her to a stripper
Ya the burner by the zipper, em, turn 'em to a pisser
Shit 'em mister in a river, you going to learn that I am
Determined to be bigger, birds I 'em to these niggas
Call the cops, they seen these type of murderers since Hitler
Shit if I know em, I'm to expose 'em
frozen, reason why your chick on my scrotum
I'm lifted and potent on some that is potent
Fresh out the pot, 2Pac picture me rolling

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