Luyện nghe bài hát Dipshits

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

[Verse Cam'ron]
Man, I'm nigga, y'all, I ain't even lying
I'm fashion, man, I ain't even trying
I see fuckboys hating on me
Been in the crib three years, still waiting on me
But I'm done with the frontin', I'm popping trunk and pressing the
No stunting, I'm dumping and pumping the
Somethin' to this chump, have him crying like
With a gun I am gifted, back up before I will happily it
Popping a cap in the of your cap
up your hat, my astro's malicious
Mommy up and said she see the difference
"You're mature, handsome, mixed a lot of ignance"
Dick in her intestines to poke her chitlins
me 2 Chainz's drummer, say my strokes are different
I'm different, you
What you doing after this, I'm leaving
Adios,
I fuck your mama, word to mama, keep your close

[Hook: Juelz
Uh, I know you miss
It's Dipset, you dipshits
Stay fly, get your bitch hit
gripped, don't get your shit split
Uh, push it and get it off
Nigga, we just cut a different cloth
Uh, I know you this
Dipset, you dipshits

[Verse Cam'ron]
Man, fuck a magazine, don't what you cowards read
Don't gotta wonder, we wonder with our bread
Money, respect, don't forget the power,
Had this one squirting like a showerhead
on the waist, eighty keys in the trunk
Stamp on the dope, degrees of funk
Reebok money, eighty degrees in the
Lookin' for me? Top floor of the Trump, baby
Cause of stupidity, send fire,
No one here is of me, got the gift, no Christmas tree
Get the shovels, y'all, digging me
I'm back to the future, still 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 don't mind, let me just say one thing: I am from Harlem, and I'm back outside. And you know what that 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!