Chorus (2x's) :
If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this /
Hugging the block my man hustling rock got me feeling like Cam'ron and Jim /
In the mirror tilt my bandana had me feeling like I was Santana /
Ain't nobody hype as Freekey Zeekey making harlem world put they damn hands up /
Verse 1 :
If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this /
Smoking Shiest Bubz cotton mouth off of mountains of Piff bandana hang from the mouth of my Timbs /
Chinchilla my Nike check , even k**er Mike came from the A just to hype the set /
Master P from New Orleans came straight to Harlem just to show n***as we limitless /
All them clothes they was limited , Flee had the pink range I copped me the lemon benz /
Still icey like winnepeg , peddling rocks n***a yea I'm still friends with Fred /
Chanel on my women friends , Tim Westwood riding 'round the steering wheel on the left /
Dipset that'S EuroGang causing Mayhem you might know us as S.A.S /
But just between you and me , so Diplomatic they grant us Immunity /
f** your champagne they bring Sizzurp in flutes for me , cause Hell on earth everytime that that Ruger Squeeze /
These shooters you don't know boy , 40 Cal with the silencer making no noise /
Diddy boppin' got my city poppin' on my Oh Boy /
Jimmy sh** get your Kufi slapped , n***as shoot at me ate those scooby snacks /
Ain't no eulogy Hud 6 threw me back still here on top with no doobie wrap /
If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this /
Remember when I was a kid we use to twist our fingers up and throw up the set just like this /
Chorus (2x's) :
If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this /
Hugging the block my man hustling rock got me feeling like Cam'ron and Jim /
In the mirror tilt my bandana had me feeling like I was Santana /
Ain't nobody hype as Freekey Zeekey making harlem world put they damn hands up /
Verse 2 :
If i was down with the dips , my J.R.'s be writing cause n***as my sons /
Making that Heat with Ba** , Sample and Drums , feel right at home cause it came from The Bronx /
Go get the liquor and don't forget dutches everything Gucci like Frankie on crutches /
Certified gangstas with Game straight from Compton told them fall back but my n***as still rushed them /
Armadale vodka but nah we ain't Russian I'm as famous as that foreign I came in /
On these streets dashing like Damon , them hoes gone ask what my name is Rucker Park made basketball famous /
The God Duke that's what the pastor be claiming , Dipset blood gang so what stats you be claiming /
They see me in pink I make 'em think and read my body language that's a fashionable statement /
Money that's what manhattan be making , Harlem renaissance where that took place in /
Counting up thousand of dollars while rapping in my city with Tigger down in the basement /
Crack baby never made me lazy that's the reason why I respect hustle on pavements /
Nino Brown built the carter and we made Dwayne Carter say he can't feel his face and /
Doggy just face it no other crew got more taste than Dipset n***a we the greatest /
All our cla**ics sound the latest you was faking if you ain't have that bird on yo chain and /
If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this /
Remember when I was a kid we use to twist our fingers up and throw up the set just like this /