Juelz Santana - DJ Enuff Freestyle lyrics

[Cam'Ron] Yo let's start the year off right man (that birthday sh**) Dip Set man, Jim Jones, Santana, k**a, Freaky Enuff let's do it (k**a) Uh Up in al merjah, It's foul murders Turkey's to cow burgers Dakota Al Murder Child if you style lil wild splurger Stay away okay, mr. Giles'll hurt ya (I hurt ya) I ain't go to school, stayed the hell at home (why?) Into real estate dog, I seen hella homes (what you do?) You was sellin out, I was sellin homes (what else?) Sellin dreams to the phone, I could sell a tone Plus a science lab, I mix Mercurochrome With silicone, fella, in a vanilla cone (what happened?) In school he would play the recorder Nowadays he works for feds and plays his recorder You think he placin' and takin his order Markin the bills, JV, tastin the water (f** that) We duct tapin his daughter, that's the taping they taught us In addition add the eighth and the quarters, get it? (get it?) In addition Ma, yeah you get it dog Gets an addiction, kitchen, whippin and flippin raw (raw) Get it all off the kitchen floor (floor) My bag is the bag is the bag cuz ask me what I'm b**hin for (what?) What a b**h is for, this could put the is and or (or) First, his and hers, b**h don't b**h and who*e (who*e) No disrespect mama, no disrespect at all In a year or two maybe you can get a store You should honor my corps, you want a Honda Accord I'm tryin to turn you into entrepreneurs (What's that?) That's a real friend (what?) That's a homie right ? (right) Right, true, I feel that it's only right (what) That I live the life of Rylie I done did knives in allies, pipes in rallies (what you do now?) Now I catch flights to Cali Lookin for a wife to spouse me I pipe her proudly (What she do?) She understands my life gets rowdy I'm the Sensei, comprende? you iced me Audi [Juelz Santana] Uh, let's get down Holla at'cha boy Dip Set Yo, now I done been on both side of the fence (yup) I done been on both sides of the gate Survived and escaped (what else?) Look at me now man, Im driving away Thinking 'bout my old teachers Who said I'll rot and decay (never) I go back and beep the horn at 'em Blowing that Cheech and Chong at 'em Yelling, screaming the boy's platinum It all happened so fast, they all imagined I'll crash But I did, straight through the wall, I'm bad Like Micheal was, see what the psycho does 360 spin around, Im the new kid in town Yeah it's coming soldier, April the month is over Yeah you run this over, the album is done I told ya What a cla**ic I made, I look up see Cam See the game, what a path that he made Uh, a beautiful mind trapped in the shade Cracking codes of the man That only stands in the back of my brain At last I done came up with a great aim True author like the great Dr. Malachi York was [Jim Jones] You can't respect the mind of j**els And this new ride movement If you don't respect the mind of dudes In this too live movement Me and k**a we like them, those two guys movement (for sure) I-95 south dirty, with a two pies moving Trying to increase our delightment Trying to keep the excitement But it's hard as bullsh**ing game cause a secret indictment For you co-conspirators, and you co-conspirators (watch it) Be easy on the phone dog, cause you know they hearing us We style on the b**hes, cause you know they steering us This picture is so easy to draw Stopping, freezing them who*es Then we speed off in cars (watch it) Yeah we freezin the law, blowing that weed in my drawers Gee's up, who*es down, Eastside to my dogs (Eastside) All the time man, thanks for even asking Oh we been seen in Aspen (where you at?) In a pool house, the hot tub, with that scheme relaxing And we been seen in action, keep the fiends collapsing You know thirsty, and they noddin and leaning, scratching To see me and my actions, I cruise by In the Beamer just laughing (ha ha) I lived that rocky road I copped the poppy's load, it was like copping gold I cheffed up poppy's load, I hit the strip dog I see the cops get low, now Im living the life I got them stop and goes (spin it) Big cars, big stars, like it's Rock 'n Roll (Rock 'n Roll) Let's rock 'n roll (rock 'n roll, rock 'n roll) Dip Set, this is Jim Jones man, Capo status Santana, k**a the Don The album coming, march n***a Diplomatic Immunity, Enuff, heavy hitters Happy birthday, Zeaky, where you at?