Dipset Anthem (Ft Cam'ron & Ju
The Diplomats 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

In the Dipset Anthem, Juelz Santana starts with a declaration that he's back with the crew (Killa, Jones, Freakay) and the Heatmakers (who produced the track). The song's central theme is summed up in the first line of the chorus: "I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles." The song captures the gritty reality of the streets of Harlem, where the Diplomats hail from. Santana's lyrics are rapped fast and furiously, but the beat is relaxed, offering a contrast that makes the song easy to listen to. Santana uses the metaphor of a bird (as in a kilo of drugs) and broad (a woman) to talk about his lifestyle. And he talks about how he wants his crew to join him too. "Call my niggas, call my squad, have 'em sent up." Santana is determined to succeed and make it big. He raps, "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 rhyming. You're f**king with Pablo, Bravo, Mario via Bolo ho, Ta-to." The Diplomats collectively are unapologetic in their pursuit of success and use Dipset Anthem to remind their audience they should never sleep on them.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, come on, fuck with your boy
Juelz Santana invites the listener to join him in his journey


Today's a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase
Juelz Santana has a fresh start with new opportunities


Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya
He is in charge and has connections in his hometown


I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up
Juelz Santana needs some women and drugs to party


Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)
He calls for his woman to bring the party favors


See some niggas getting money in a town I like it
He is attracted to opportunities for making money


I run up on them with the pound and light it
Juelz Santana has a gun and is willing to use violence to take over the territory


Like it's my block now, all right kid?
He has taken over the territory and is now in charge


He understood me quite clear
The victim recognizes the threat Juelz Santana poses


And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Juelz Santana has made his dominance clear and can now relax and enjoy the party


Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin'
He's getting ready to sell drugs on the street


Now I see death around the corner
Living a dangerous lifestyle, Juelz Santana is paranoid that he might not survive


Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Drugs and alcohol help him cope with the danger around him


One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah
Juelz Santana remembers a fellow rapper who is in jail


Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc
Juelz Santana congratulates his Dipset colleague Cam'Ron for getting ahead in the music industry


I'm on the westside of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
Cam'Ron is on a quest for a beautiful woman


Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Cam'Ron boasts about his sexual prowess and how he objectifies women


Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'
Cam'Ron wants to keep the women he exploits around and under his control


This on my wrist is nothing
Cam'Ron is wearing expensive jewelry but it means nothing to him


You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to
Cam'Ron references famous drug lord names to assert his dominance and reputation as a hustler


I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles Listening to gangsta music
Juelz Santana is focused and absorbed in his gangster lifestyle


I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels Watching how the gangstas do it
Juelz Santana is watching TV and studying gangster behavior to improve his own street credibility


Watching Shaft, clocking math
Juelz Santana is also watching movies to learn the ropes and gain knowledge about the underworld




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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