Dipset Anthem
Juelz Santana feat. Cam'ron Lyrics


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[Juelz Santana]
Oh, come on, fuck with your boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?
Let me see you through this
Killa, Jones, Freakay
Yeah man, I'm back at it

Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase
Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya
Tell 'em it's August, I'm "Gon' Til' November"
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up
Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please)
I see a town I'm likin'
See some niggas getting money in a town I like it
I run up on them with the pound and light it
Like it's my block now, all right kid?
He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision
Pop, I let that white stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin'
Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin
And this is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it
Hey!

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

[Juelz Santana]
Now I see death around the corner
Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas ride
.45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeah
Lick a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it's my year
So, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't fuck with me, no way
Jose or Hector Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and tacos
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all before
I should y'all before, ey!

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

[Cam'Ron]
I'm on the westside of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
And make me put my two arms up, Touchdown!
You stay in touch now, but when I tough down
I'm like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down"
Yeah I must clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin
Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets
Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband
That shit's disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'
This on my wrist is nothing
To me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it




I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

Overall Meaning

The song "Dipset Anthem" by Juelz Santana (Ft. S.A.S.) is a rap song that talks about the life of a gangster in Harlem. The song starts with Santana talking about how he's back in action and ready to go back to his old ways. He mentions that he has some illegal goods (boo-lay) in his suitcase and is headed to Harlem. He plans to get a few birds (drugs) and broads (women) before he calls up his squad and takes over a town where he sees people getting money.


The chorus is repeated twice, which talks about the life of a gangster. Santana talks about standing alone while watching the wall and listening to gangsta music, which shows that he's always alert and ready to take action. He talks about getting dome (oral sex) from a woman while watching Shaft (a movie featuring a black detective), which shows that he's always in control and enjoying his life.


Towards the end of the song, Cam'ron joins in and talks about his life as a gangster in Harlem. He talks about looking for a bust-down (a watch), flashing money, and taking someone's girl. He mentions how he makes money, and it's not from rapping. Cam'ron talks about his yellow and pink diamonds, which shows that he's wealthy and has expensive taste.


Overall, the song is a typical gangsta rap song that portrays the life of a gangster in Harlem. The lyrics may be offensive to some people, but it's a common theme in rap music.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, come on, fuck with your boy
Juelz Santana wants the listener's attention and support.


It's Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?
Santana and Heatmakers are announcing their presence and asking where they are in the rap game.


Let me see you through this
Santana requests help from the listener to get through something.


Killa, Jones, Freakay
Juelz acknowledges his fellow Dipset members Cam'ron, Jim Jones, and Hell Rell.


Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase
Santana is starting a new day with his stash of drugs in his suitcase.


Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya
Santana wants the listener to go to his hometown and let them know he's still around.


Tell 'em it's August, I'm "Gon' Til' November"
Santana's album was set to release in August and the phrase "Gon' Til' November" means he's going to keep hustling until then.


I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up
Santana needs drugs and women sent up to his location.


Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)
Santana requests again for women to be sent up to his location.


Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please)
Santana wants his associates to come to his location.


I see a town I'm likin'
Santana likes the look of a town he's in.


See some niggas getting money in a town I like it
Santana sees people hustling in the town he likes and wants in.


I run up on them with the pound and light it
Santana threatens to shoot at the hustlers with his gun.


Like it's my block now, all right kid?
Santana claims the hustlers' block as his own now.


He understood me quite clear
The hustler understood Santana's threat clearly.


Then that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear
Santana shot at the hustler and hit him in the ear with his gun.


And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Santana goes back to his drug dealing and women.


Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision
Santana returns to cooking and selling drugs with his pyrex glassware.


Pop, I let that white stuff sit in
Santana leaves the drugs to cook and solidify in the pyrex glassware.


Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin'
Santana sells the drugs once they are ready.


Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin
Santana apologizes for his lifestyle but says it's the only way he knows how to live.


And this is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it
Santana says he doesn't care how he gets his money or drugs.


I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Santana is alone with a gun, in a state of alert and readiness.


Listening to gangsta music
Santana is listening to music to get pumped up before he makes a move.


I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
Santana is again holding a gun, flipping through TV channels.


Watching how the gangstas do it
Santana is studying how other gangsters act and behave.


I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Santana is alone with a woman who is giving him oral sex.


Watching Shaft, clocking math
Santana is watching the movie Shaft and calculating his money.


Now I see death around the corner
Santana knows that danger and death are constantly present in his life.


Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Santana has to stay high to mentally survive in a city where it's dangerous for thin people to be out on the streets.


Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas ride
However, the skinny people are still out there because they have to be.


.45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeah
Santana describes the guns the skinny people carry as they drive around.


Lick a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
Santana takes a moment to remember Biggie and Tupac who were killed in the rap game.


One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah
Santana takes a shot in honor of rapper Shyne who is currently incarcerated.


Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc
Santana celebrates his fellow Dipset member Cam'ron for his success with Roc-a-Fella Records.


Yeah, yeah, it's my year
Santana declares that this year is going to be his year of success and recognition.


So, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't fuck with me, no way
Santana is confident that nobody can beat him or bring him down.


Jose or Hector Camacho
Santana compares himself to the famous boxer Hector Camacho who was known for his quick reflexes and flashy style.


Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and tacos
Santana threatens to shoot his enemies and cause them to fall and spill out of their clothes like tacos.


Motherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all before
Santana declares that he is the best and already stated this fact previously.


I should y'all before, ey!
Santana emphasizes that he already told everyone this fact and wants to make sure they remember.


I'm on the westside of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
Cam'ron is on the west side of Chicago looking for a woman who is easy to have sex with.


And make me put my two arms up, Touchdown!
Cam'ron gets excited thinking about having sex with this woman and compares the feeling to winning a touchdown in football.


You stay in touch now, but when I tough down
Cam'ron calls out someone who is only talking to him because he is currently in the spotlight, but will disappear when he is struggling.


I'm like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down"
Cam'ron threatens to shoot at the person like Buckshot, a rapper known for his songs about guns and violence, so they better protect themselves.


Yeah I must clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Cam'ron is playful and jovial about his threats and boasts about his hometown.


Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now?
Cam'ron is from an area where people show off their wealth and women are easily stolen from their partners without repercussions.


Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Cam'ron describes the women in his circle who are fluid when it comes to sexuality by flipping from men to women easily.


Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin
Cam'ron brags about women having his babies and then nonchalantly engaging in incestuous behavior.


Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets
Cam'ron continues to emphasize his circle's incestuous behavior and compares it to children's toys.


Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband
Cam'ron admits that things get even worse when his women go home and kiss their actual spouses.


That shit's disgusting
Cam'ron acknowledges the disturbing nature of the behavior he's describing.


Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'
Cam'ron wants his drug and sex operations to keep going smoothly and stay under the radar.


This on my wrist is nothing
Cam'ron brushes off his flashy watch and acts like it's not a big deal.


To me it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Cam'ron is not impressed by his watch because he has seen more expensive and extravagant jewelry.


Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhymin'
Cam'ron questions where people think he gets the money for his lifestyle, but emphasizes that it's none of their business.


You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to
Cam'ron compares himself to notorious drug lords such as Pablo Escobar and emphasizes his power and notoriety.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: SAM DEES, LARON L. JAMES, CAMERON GILES, GREGORY OMAR GREEN, SEON D. THOMAS

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@stevenpatterson7954

They Need A Documentary on this era it doesn't get enough credit. 🔥💯

@dubdeuce1517

The documentary Backstage was pretty cool. But I believe this was a bit after that. Like a 3 year window. Sounds about right.

@kingkongdollars3175

This was my fucking era i sold so much fucking weed it wasnt funny.

@SandStormXII

💯🎶

@Jimmyfly215

steven patterson 2000-05 did it for me. 90s and early 2000s will always be my golden era

@Jimmyfly215

Ali Chaudhry the Roc, Dipset, State Property. From DMX to Ludacris, from Eminem and 50 with the Aftermath crew, Nas, the list goes on. It was truly the golden era in my opinion.

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@dees.9777

This beat will never get old 🔥🔥🔥🔥.Still playing it in 2023

@subzero308

talk to these mfs

@nastynavvy64

U feel me 🔥

@stephan4750

Bro , sunday 23:24. 5 Hours Till work . In the middle of germany ❤

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