Santana began writing rhymes at the age of 12. He was originally signed to Priority Records as one half a duo called Draft Pick. The group had several shows around New York City while together, including Amateur Night at the Apollo Theatre, where they won two weeks in a row. Some time after this, he was introduced to Cam'ron through a cousin; in 1998, he became a member of the group, The Diplomats, whose members include Cam'ron, Jim Jones, 40 Cal, J.R Writer, Hell Rell, Jha Jha, S.A.S, and Freekey Zeekey. He is now signed as a solo artist to Dipset but unlike the rest of The Diplomats, who are signed to Koch Records, Santana is currently signed to Def Jam.
He was voted #2 in the VIBE Vixen top 50 sexiest rappers behind T.I. at #1.
His first album, From Me To You was released by Roc-A-Fella Records in 2003 featuring the singles "Dipset (Santana's Town)" and "Down". It was considered a commerical failure when compared to the sucess of Cam'ron's Come Home With Me and The Diplomats' Diplomatic Immunity.
In his latest work, his second album, What The Game's Been Missing!, features the singles "There It Go! (The Whistle Song)", and "Oh Yes" as he continues his unique flow. He was featured in Chris Brown's #1 hit "Run It!" and in the remix of Mariah Carey's # 1 single "Don't Forget About Us". Santana also had the summer hit "Mic Check" which also is on "What The Game's Been Missing!"
Juelz is best known for his ability to flow without any specific rhyme scheme.
Squalie
Juelz Santana Lyrics
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Roll wit me, its santana
I'd like to welcome y'all (yea) to the great
Fuck wit ya boy!(Once again) Zeke!
[Juelz Santana]
Now I got more than my swagger back
Listen here homie
Young Zab of rap
Only difference is this Judah
Will shoot ya, then get back to rappin'
Traffin' crack threw half and Hampton
Make stacks and stacks and that's a fact man
Y'all can't fuck wit me
Baby girl I drag my nuts for free
Comfortably
And ya know I got my pimpin together
Got my game, got my cain, got my limpin'
Together, shit bitch you better get your
Switchin' together 'cause this back-hand
Will get you together, hope you know that
And sometime I can't belive my niggaz
Still in all, I'll give it all just to feed my
Niggaz, eat, don't stop homie breathe my niggaz
I need y'all more than y'all ever need me my niggaz
[Hook]
This is for all my niggaz on the block that's pumpin'
I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
All my homies on the block with somethin'
Hold it down I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
For all my chicks on the strip that switch
Be easy, I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
All my ladies who boost for higher
Prada, Gucci attire watch who's behind ya! Squalie
[Juelz]
Yo we livin' the life of
Loca-vida, coke and cheever
Drive-by blow smoke on the policia
Like fuck em! I got no love for em
Squalie! but I'm tired of runnin' from
Squalie! duckin' from Squalie!
Shit and we ain't do nothin to Squalie!
Its pay-back we buckin at Squalie!
No more gettin searched, frisked for
Nothin by Squalie! Hey so sell ya pack
Sell ya crack like when dickens was near
Juelz Santana Dickens is here yea
Yea so Zeke is ya rollin' with me
This the theme song homie fuck the police!
We back at it, our crack habit is that drastic
Measures we taken em', maken we'll clap at ya
Peel off on dirt bikes and raptors
Squirt pipes at bastards y'all can't fuck wit me!
[Hook]
[J.R. Writer]
Hey ma, its J.R. and L's
It ain't hard to tell
We da niggaz in we da niggaz in Maury and car alarm da fell wit that hard to sell
That ain't hard to sell
And a gun that'll hit you from far as hell
You quick to flash , we'll whip yo' ass
Couple shots hit your glass
Dip-shit ya whip will crash
I got the sickest past
Stay skippin' class, pitchin' Hash
All day, stood there
Flippin' halves
When I heard ,Squalie!
I dished and dashed
Ditched the hash
Park, neutral, first gear
Hit the gas, now we rich with cash
And when I hear Squalie!
I sit and laugh, dawg you kiss his ass
Cooked more caine, push off dames
While you dumb niggaz stand there
And look all lame
I done popped and took off chains
Now Ivory dump ice on me like my team
Won a football game!
In Juelz Santana's song Squalie, he welcomes the listeners to the great and invites them to roll with him. He reminds the audience that he has more than his swagger back, and Mr. MIck Jaggers are back. He emphasizes that he's the Young Zab of rap, and he's different because he can shoot and then go back to rapping. The song is about living the life of Loca-vida, cocaine, and cheever, and they have no love for the police. If cops come to their block, they yell squalie, and everyone runs away. The song also talks about trafficking crack and making stacks and stacks of money. He also addresses the fact that sometimes he can't believe his friends and niggas but he gives it all to feed his niggas.
The hook of the song speaks to all the people doing illegal things, saying to be careful because the cops are coming, and they yell squalie. He addresses the ladies on the strip who boost for higher and wears Prada, Gucci attire and warns them to watch who's behind them.
Line by Line Meaning
Now I got more than my swagger back
I have regained my confidence and self-assurance
Mr. Mick Jaggers back
I'm back at the top of my game, just like Mick Jagger of the Rolling Stones
Young Zab of rap
I'm a young, talented rapper
Only difference is this Judah
The only difference is that I'm from Judah, a place known for its warriors
Will shoot ya, then get back to rappin'
I'm not afraid to use my gun, but my true passion is music
Traffin' crack threw half and Hampton
I'm involved in the drug trade in Half and Hampton
Make stacks and stacks and that's a fact man
I'm making a lot of money
Y'all can't fuck wit me
No one can compete with me
Baby girl I drag my nuts for free
I'm so confident that I don't charge for my services
Comfortably
I'm living an easy, comfortable life
And ya know I got my pimpin together
I have my act together and I'm confident in my abilities
Got my game, got my cain, got my limpin'
I have all the tools necessary to be successful
Together, shit bitch you better get your
You need to get your act together too
Switchin' together 'cause this back-hand
I'll hit you if you don't
Will get you together, hope you know that
I'm serious about this
And sometime I can't belive my niggaz
Sometimes I'm surprised at the loyalty of my friends
Still in all, I'll give it all just to feed my
I'll do whatever it takes to provide for my loved ones
Niggaz, eat, don't stop homie breathe my niggaz
I need you guys to stay alive and well
I need y'all more than y'all ever need me my niggaz
I depend on my friends and family more than they depend on me
This is for all my niggaz on the block that's pumpin'
This song is for my friends who are selling drugs on the street
I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
I'm worried that the police are about to arrive
All my homies on the block with somethin'
All my friends who are carrying drugs or guns
Hold it down I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
Stay calm, the police might be nearby
For all my chicks on the strip that switch
This song is also for the women who are working as prostitutes
Be easy, I think the cops is comin' - Squalie!
Relax and be careful, there could be cops around
All my ladies who boost for higher
This is also for the women who are shoplifting high-end clothing
Prada, Gucci attire watch who's behind ya! Squalie
Be cautious and watch out for law enforcement, they might be watching you
Yo we livin' the life of
We're living a certain type of lifestyle
Loca-vida, coke and cheever
A crazy life of drugs and crime
Drive-by blow smoke on the policia
We're disrespectful towards law enforcement
Like fuck em! I got no love for em
I have no respect or admiration for the police
but I'm tired of runnin' from
I'm tired of always being on the run from the law
Shit and we ain't do nothin to Squalie!
We haven't done anything wrong, why are the police bothering us?
Its pay-back we buckin at Squalie!
We're retaliating against the police
No more gettin searched, frisked for
We don't want to be searched or frisked by the police anymore
Nothin by Squalie! Hey so sell ya pack
The police won't find anything on us, so let's continue selling drugs
Sell ya crack like when dickens was near
Let's sell drugs like they did in the past
Juelz Santana Dickens is here yea
I'm here to make a name for myself in the drug trade
Yea so Zeke is ya rollin' with me
Let's team up and commit crimes together
This the theme song homie fuck the police!
This is our anthem, showing our dislike for law enforcement
We back at it, our crack habit is that drastic
We're back to dealing drugs and we're addicted to it
Measures we taken em', maken we'll clap at ya
We'll use extreme measures to protect ourselves, even if it means shooting at the police
Peel off on dirt bikes and raptors
We'll escape on our off-road vehicles
Squirt pipes at bastards y'all can't fuck wit me!
We'll use our firearms against anyone who tries to stop us
Hey ma, its J.R. and L's
Introducing J.R. Writer and L's (Juelz Santana)
It ain't hard to tell
It's obvious that we're the best
We da niggaz in we da niggaz in Maury and car alarm da fell wit that hard to sell
We're the guys who are able to sell anything, even the hard-to-sell items
And a gun that'll hit you from far as hell
We have a powerful weapon that can shoot from a distance
You quick to flash , we'll whip yo' ass
Don't show off or we'll beat you up
Couple shots hit your glass
We'll shoot at your car windows
Dip-shit ya whip will crash
You'll crash your car if you try to get away from us
I got the sickest past
I have a troubled past
Stay skippin' class, pitchin' Hash
I used to skip school to sell hash
All day, stood there
I spent all day selling drugs
Flippin' halves
I was selling half-ounces of drugs
When I heard ,Squalie!
When I heard that the police were near
I dished and dashed
I ran away and hid my drugs
Ditched the hash
I threw away the drugs I was carrying
Park, neutral, first gear
I switched gears to make a quick getaway
Hit the gas, now we rich with cash
We're making a lot of money from our illegal activities
And when I hear Squalie!
When I hear that the police are near
I sit and laugh, dawg you kiss his ass
I laugh at my friend who cooperates with the police
Cooked more caine, push off dames
I sold more cocaine and had sex with multiple women
While you dumb niggaz stand there
While my less intelligent friends stand around
And look all lame
And look bad and uncool
I done popped and took off chains
I've acquired wealth and expensive jewelry
Now Ivory dump ice on me like my team
People are showering me with diamonds like I'm a successful football player
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GREG GREEN, SEON THOMAS, R BRITO, LARON JAMES, BARRY WHITE
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