Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Juelz Santana (Interlude), artist - The Diplomats.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Juelz Santana (Interlude) |
Uh-oh, it’s Santana the Great, oh |
Uh-oh, it’s Santana the Great, oh |
Uh-oh, it’s Santana the Great, oh |
Bandana his face, blam, hammer escape, oh |
Uh-oh, it’s Santana the Great, oh |
Uh-oh, it’s Santana the Great, oh |
Uh-oh, it’s Santana the Great, oh |
Holla at your boy, oh, holla at your |
Y’all know what crack sound like homay |
Or what the mac sound like when it’s strapped on me, please back off me |
Before this mac that’s strapped on me, gets snatched off me |
Cocked back used to crash your homies, oh |
Y’all can’t fuck with me man, I gurantee man |
It’s Santana the rap +He-man+ |
Y’all +skeltors+ get your melons torched when this weapon sart letting off |
Santana no, don’t hurt 'em, don’t squirt 'em |
Don’t let the nine burn 'em in the sternum |
They don’t wanna go to war with ya' |
They ain’t ready to bang or go to war with ya' |
So leave 'em alone, don’t feed 'em the chrome |
Y’all labels’ll to stop watching me |
I tried to tell you before, I was ready, I was always hot property |
Now look, I’m Diplomat slash ROC property |
Stash rocks propbably, fucka, you’re not stopping me |
I’m so. |
gangsta, it’s no one just like me |
Smooth thug, will Pretty Tony your wifey |
So you better keep your bitch away |
Cause I will get her number, call her up, make her my bitch today |
Y’all can’t fuck with the «Great"Santana, banada give in clips and weight |
Hammers will split your face, shift your waist, to a different place |
Next thing you know, I’m in a different state |
Back next month, new whip, different plate |
Damn, Santana delivery the raw |
Delivery the four, for sure man, I did it before |
So if your bitch is a whore, don’t fight for her |
Don’t waste your life for her, trying to make it right for her |
With all that frontin' your doin, and stuntin' you’re doin |
I’ll shoot the bump while you moving and shut you from moving |
Y’all niggaz don’t ride like I do |
Slide through in that 7−4-5 blue, right beside who? |
Killa |
Where Jones, in the pick-up truck |
Yeah we use that to pick up stuff, pick up bucks |
And my Denali is often parked, inside of my condo |
How much did he sign fo? |
Oh, I bet you wanna know that money |
Yeah I bet you I wont show that money |
I keep it stashed away, right next to the 4−4, money |
Keep a lo-pro money, this is slo-mo money |
I’m used to that fast crack, bag crack |
Re-cook bag that, give it out, half that |
If it still bags, have stacks |
No more running back to me, coming back to me |
I’m on the corner with a hundred packs of these |
Damn, oh, he got the purple |