1. The by far most popular group called The Diplomats (also known as Dipset) are a Harlem, New York-based group who previously signed to Roc-A-Fella Records, but now are signed to own label Diplomats Record. Founded by rappers Cam'ron and Jim Jones, the group released their debut album Diplomatic Immunity under their imprint Diplomat Records.
Diplomat Records also distribute artist Cam'ron through Asylum Records. Under Koch Entertainment, Jim Jones, Juelz Santana, 40 Cal., Freekey Zekey, J.R. Writer, Hell Rell, Un Kasa and Jha Jha are also signed on as members of The Diplomats record label. London-based duo, S.A.S, are also part of The Diplomats. Another member, Jay Bezel, is signed to Sure Shot Records. The group's sophomore album Diplomatic Immunity 2 was released under Koch Entertainment. Juelz Santana currently is the only member still signed to Diplomat Records and Def Jam Records.
One of the defining elements of the Diplomats' music is the innovative slang they have incorporated into their lyrics. The broader hip-hop community has accepted and utilized many of their terms, including "doggie,", "no homo", "piff," "huff," "u mad?", "move the movement", "off' wit' Ya' Kufi Smacker", "goonies goo goo,", "duck tales", "family matters", and "coochie rap". They also coined the greeting, "What's Really Good?". Many of the rappers were signed, and were premiered in mixtapes, but the Diplomats did not become exclusive until 2003 with their cd Diplomatic Immunity. In previous music videos when Cam'ron was starting his career you could see fellow diplomats like Jim Jones or Freeky Zeeky. The Diplomats have also gained notable street credability through their mixtapes, especially in New York, and have made a small fortune through mixtape sales. They also have their own brand of Liquor, Sizzurp.
2. The Diplomats were a mid-90's pop band from Roanoke, Virginia Heavily influenced by Big Star.
3. The Diplomats is also an avant jazz project consisting of Rob Brown (as), Steve Swell (tb) and Harris Eisenstadt (d).
4. The Diplomats were a soul group of the 1960s from Washington DC, United States, very popular in the United Kingdom during the Northern Soul boom of the 1970s. They would later become the New York-based Skull Snaps.
5. The Diplomats were a short-lived British rock band from Yorkshire, who released a self-funded single during the Mod revival of the early 1980s: 'Memories Of You' b/w 'I'll Keep On Holding On' (the latter being a cover version of the Marvelettes' original. The Diplomats were fronted by Andy Welsh, who later joined The Scene.
CRUNK MUZIK
The Diplomats Lyrics
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Black-out, lets do it
Dip, Dipset!
Dip, Dip, Dip, Dips-
Dip, Dip, Dip, Dips-
Dip, Dip, Dip, Dip
Now this here is that bomb diggy (diggy)
Killa, he'll kill a nigga you thinkin' harming me
Capo's corrupted (yup), he's wrong vato to fuck wit (yup)
Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public
And me, Human Crack in the flesh (flesh)
I'm the last of the best (best)
One word to describe me (what?), Spectacular, yes
So stay calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40 (.40?)
I'll pop it slow, you'll rock and roll, like Bon Jovi
So don't fool with the click (ayy)
Don't fool with the Dips (ayy)
You will die, you will lie in a pool full of shit (ayy)
When that gun with the clip in (what?)
Start dumpin' and rippin' (yup)
At ya'll head, ya'll some dead son of a bitches (ayy)
You give a chick hard dick and bubblegum (ayy)
I give a chick a hard brick and Bubble Yum (ayy)
Like here, take that, shake that, break that (ayy)
In half and please bring my cake back
You know what the movements like
You know how movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the mood to fight
This is that get crunk move, bitch
Get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on waist
You know what the movements like
You know how movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the mood to fight
This is that get crunk move, bitch
Get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on waist
This is that bang, bang, bang
To my hooligan, gang
While you movin' them thangs
And ya toolies go blast (silence)
Call me Ricochet Rabbit
'Cause I click and spray 'matics
And my niggaz straight savage (Goonies)
Penelope pump let off six whole rounds
'Fore one shell hit the ground (boom, boom)
In the hood he known as a Capo
To the goons and the heights its all tato (tato)
Ain't gotta know me some vato
In the heights to move on some pato (demelo)
Okay muchacho, they told me that you got it tato (meda)
I know movin' someone know we usually gone pop you (te matan)
This that nine double one, with a nine double m
If its crime lets have fun, lets have fun, lets have fun
This that o-trizzy-one, triple-o, whoa, whoa
If you scared get ya gun (get ya gun, get ya gun)
This that uptop crunk
When the truck stop, dump
This where the bucks stop chump (dump, dump, dump)
You know what the movements like
You know how me movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the mood to fight
This is that get crunk move, bitch
Get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on waist
That rooti-tooti, fruity Louie, what I usually do (what's this?)
This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who (uh)
Gats in the truck (gats)
Platt, platt, pass to a duck (duck)
I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck
Ya'll reppin' that five still?
I'm reppin' that five mill'
Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson five bill (so what?)
Lets style a bit, Italian shit, five thou' spent (uh-huh)
Show you how to get that powder shit
Filed the fifth, get out of it
Not proud of it, it's yo' turn, Jim so burned
Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glow-worm (fifty thousand)
And I keep heat, 'cause in these streets (what you hear?)
Just hear woop, woop, wham, wham, beep, beep (that's the cops)
And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of 'em)
And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy)
So tell Lucy (what?)
That her boobies, loco, cookie monster, who he? (Who am I?)
I'm the one the rep the set
Left to left, death to death
You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched
You know what the movements like
You know how we movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the mood to fight
This is that get crunk move, bitch
Get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on waist
You know what the movements like
You know how movin', right
Move, 'cause we in the mood to fight
This is that get crunk move, bitch
Get drunk stupid
High like space, .45 on waist
In The Diplomat's song "Crunk Muzik," the lyrics are a mix of braggadocio, violence, and party vibes that are central to hip-hop culture. "Crunk Muzik" features verses from Killa Cam, Juelz Santana, and Jim Jones, each boasting their street credibility, and their willingness to use violence and guns to protect their gang's reputation. The lyrics speak to the overall theme of the song, which is an invitation to get wild and crunk with the Diplomats crew. The beat is contagious, encouraging the listener to get up and dance, but the lyrics warn against getting in the way of the Diplomats' power.
The first verse, by Juelz Santana, touches on his peers' admiration for his tough-guy persona, his willingness to protect his crew, and references the late rapper Tupac Shakur. Cam'ron's verse has him portraying himself as Human Crack, an addictive force to be reckoned with, while also referencing Bon Jovi. Jim Jones' verse is more explicit and has him boasting about his criminal record, while also mentioning Michael Jackson.
Overall, "Crunk Muzik" is a classic Diplomats track that captures the raw and hedonistic vibe of early 2000s hip-hop. The Diplomats' ability to mix party music with gangsterisms is still celebrated today, nearly two decades after the song's release.
Line by Line Meaning
Now this here is that bomb diggy (diggy)
This is an incredible moment!
Diggy dang, the dons with me
I'm with the bosses and we're unstoppable.
Killa, he'll kill a nigga you thinkin' harming me
My buddy Killa will take out anyone who tries to attack me.
Capo's corrupted (yup), he's wrong vato to fuck wit (yup)
Don't mess with Capo, he's got some shady connections.
Labeled and known as a young Pac to the public
The people compare me to Tupac Shakur.
And me, Human Crack in the flesh (flesh)
I'm one tough cookie, you can't break me.
I'm the last of the best (best)
I'm the best of the best, there's no one like me.
One word to describe me (what?), Spectacular, yes
I'm so amazing that one word can't do me justice.
So stay calm shorty, when you see that palmed .40 (.40?)
Don't panic when you see me pull out my gun.
I'll pop it slow, you'll rock and roll, like Bon Jovi
I'll take my time and shoot you, you'll fall over slowly like a rock star.
So don't fool with the click (ayy)
Don't mess with my crew.
Don't fool with the Dips (ayy)
Don't mess with the Dipset.
You will die, you will lie in a pool full of shit (ayy)
If you cross us, you'll be dead and lying in your own mess.
When that gun with the clip in (what?)
When I have my loaded gun.
Start dumpin' and rippin' (yup)
I'll start shooting and tearing you apart.
At ya'll head, ya'll some dead son of a bitches (ayy)
I'm aiming at your head, you're as good as dead.
You give a chick hard dick and bubblegum (ayy)
You offer women sex and sweet nothings.
I give a chick a hard brick and Bubble Yum (ayy)
I give her drugs and candy.
Like here, take that, shake that, break that (ayy)
Take these drugs and enjoy yourself.
In half and please bring my cake back
Divide the drugs and give me my share.
This is that get crunk move, bitch
This is the kind of song that makes you want to get wild.
Get drunk stupid
Get wasted and do silly things.
High like space, .45 on waist
Drunk and carrying a gun.
This is that bang, bang, bang
This is the kind of song that makes you want to shoot your gun.
To my hooligan, gang
To all my rough and tough friends.
While you movin' them thangs
While you're selling drugs.
And ya toolies go blast (silence)
And your guns start firing.
Call me Ricochet Rabbit
They call me Ricochet Rabbit because I shoot quickly and precisely.
'Cause I click and spray 'matics
I can shoot my gun very rapidly.
And my niggaz straight savage (Goonies)
My friends are savage and dangerous.
Penelope pump let off six whole rounds
I fired six shots from my gun.
'Fore one shell hit the ground (boom, boom)
Before the gunshot hit the ground.
In the hood he known as a Capo
In the neighborhood they call him Capo.
To the goons and the heights its all tato (tato)
His authority is respected by the gangsters and the people in the community.
Ain't gotta know me some vato
I don't have to know anyone in particular.
In the heights to move on some pato (demelo)
In the area to make a move on a target.
Okay muchacho, they told me that you got it tato (meda)
Alright, buddy, I heard that you've got what I need.
I know movin' someone know we usually gone pop you (te matan)
I know that if we get caught, we'll probably be killed.
This that nine double one, with a nine double m
This is the powerful 911 gun.
If its crime lets have fun, lets have fun, lets have fun
If we're going to commit a crime, we might as well enjoy it.
This that o-trizzy-one, triple-o, whoa, whoa
This is the Otrezzy 1011 gun.
If you scared get ya gun (get ya gun, get ya gun)
If you're afraid, get a gun to defend yourself.
This that uptop crunk
This is the kind of song that's popular in the uptown area.
When the truck stop, dump
When we park the truck, we start shooting.
This where the bucks stop chump (dump, dump, dump)
This is where people lose their money.
That rooti-tooti, fruity Louie, what I usually do (what's this?)
This is the kind of flashy and expensive lifestyle I lead.
This that jump, stop, breathe, whoody-who (uh)
This is the kind of high energy song that makes you want to dance.
Gats in the truck (gats)
Guns are in the truck.
Platt, platt, pass to a duck (duck)
I'm firing my gun and giving it to someone else to continue.
I'm the menace, owe me money, tat, tat, tat, what the fuck
I'm dangerous and if you owe me money, I'll shoot you.
Ya'll reppin' that five still?
Are you guys still representing that gang?
I'm reppin' that five mill'
I'm representing my $5 million wealth.
Neverland, thriller, Killa Cam, Jackson five bill (so what?)
I have a lot of money, like Michael Jackson's Neverland and thriller, Cam'ron's Killa Cam, and the Jackson 5 with a billion dollars.
Lets style a bit, Italian shit, five thou' spent (uh-huh)
I'm going to treat myself to some luxury Italian clothing.
Show you how to get that powder shit
I'll teach you how to get some cocaine.
Filed the fifth, get out of it
I plead the fifth amendment and won't incriminate myself.
Not proud of it, it's yo' turn, Jim so burned
I'm not proud of what I've done, now it's your turn to suffer.
Live bitch, why kiss, on my wrist a glow-worm (fifty thousand)
I'm living my best life, not worrying about small things, with an expensive watch on my wrist.
And I keep heat, 'cause in these streets (what you hear?)
I carry a gun because these streets are dangerous.
Just hear woop, woop, wham, wham, beep, beep (that's the cops)
I hear police sirens, and that's bad news.
And you rumble, never, me, hit a humble diva (a few of 'em)
I never fight with normal people, only with tough ones.
And I stay with the white, I got Jungle Fever (nose candy)
I use cocaine consistently and am addicted.
So tell Lucy (what?)
So tell Lucy, someone who likes to have fun and do drugs.
That her boobies, loco, cookie monster, who he? (Who am I?)
That you're a wild woman and I'm the cookie monster.
I'm the one the rep the set
I'm the one that represents the Dipset.
Left to left, death to death
We'll fight until the death.
You be yellow-taped, outlined, etch-a-sketched
You'll be a victim of violence, dead on the pavement.
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Winston Thomas Jr., Thomas Earl Simons Jr., Jim Jones, Laron James, Cameron Giles, Lloyd Geneve
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Lordkeese_
@@seanf6968 my top 10 is just an opinion but wit so many bangers where could I start? But if I had to pick songs wit multiple set members on it, here we go:
10: The line up (Writers block 1)
9: Get down
8: Uh uhh (Juelz and he’ll rell)
7: Only one way up (Jim Jones ft juelz and cam)
6: Get em daddy
5: Violence (Juelz ft Bezel)
4: More than music intro (Jr writer and hell rell)
3: I’m ready
2. Stop n go ( Diplomatic immunity 2 intro)
1. Gladiators (More than music vol2)
Keep in mind this list is in no order and this is just 10 I could think of off top. I would literally have to go through all their shit and organize it carefully to give you my honest top 10 because it’s so many tracks that could hold those positions
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@daprinceofhiphop
U give a chick hard dick & bubble gum AYE!
I give a chick hard brick & bubble yum AYE!!!!
Like here take that, shake that, break that....in half & please bring me my cake back! 🌋🔥😤💯🐐
@bobterry848
😢
@derekdolcy5839
Yea 🙂dip set
@OkevieWilliams-sx5rj
🎉yeshoums
@ashleyp3662
Dipset
@WavyLonz
I’m forever dipset fan. Even after the versus
@aligaines8476
Everyone loves both, two different ways of moving. They're just disappointed with past Dip beefs showing in the flesh. And that they didn't think enough of the bag or the fans to practice and perfect. Truth be told, them taking too long to enter gave a small vibe.
@Mike_Oscar
big L
@DirtyDDialect
of course, the lox are known for eating peoples lunch thats what they do