Luyện nghe bài hát Dipshits

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

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

Juelz Santana]
Uh, I know you this
It's Dipset, you dipshits
Stay fly, don't get bitch hit
Stay gripped, don't get shit split
Uh, still it and get it off
Nigga, we just cut a different cloth
Uh, I know you miss
Still Dipset, you

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

[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 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. Might have to see Champagne Dame!