Euro League - My Dipset Anthem lyrics

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Euro League - My Dipset Anthem lyrics

Chorus (2x's) : If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this / Hugging the block my man hustling rock got me feeling like Cam'ron and Jim / In the mirror tilt my bandana had me feeling like I was Santana / Ain't nobody hype as Freekey Zeekey making harlem world put they damn hands up / Verse 1 : If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this / Smoking Shiest Bubz cotton mouth off of mountains of Piff bandana hang from the mouth of my Timbs / Chinchilla my Nike check , even k**er Mike came from the A just to hype the set / Master P from New Orleans came straight to Harlem just to show n***as we limitless / All them clothes they was limited , Flee had the pink range I copped me the lemon benz / Still icey like winnepeg , peddling rocks n***a yea I'm still friends with Fred / Chanel on my women friends , Tim Westwood riding 'round the steering wheel on the left / Dipset that'S EuroGang causing Mayhem you might know us as S.A.S / But just between you and me , so Diplomatic they grant us Immunity / f** your champagne they bring Sizzurp in flutes for me , cause Hell on earth everytime that that Ruger Squeeze / These shooters you don't know boy , 40 Cal with the silencer making no noise / Diddy boppin' got my city poppin' on my Oh Boy / Jimmy sh** get your Kufi slapped , n***as shoot at me ate those scooby snacks / Ain't no eulogy Hud 6 threw me back still here on top with no doobie wrap / If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this / Remember when I was a kid we use to twist our fingers up and throw up the set just like this / Chorus (2x's) : If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this / Hugging the block my man hustling rock got me feeling like Cam'ron and Jim / In the mirror tilt my bandana had me feeling like I was Santana / Ain't nobody hype as Freekey Zeekey making harlem world put they damn hands up / Verse 2 : If i was down with the dips , my J.R.'s be writing cause n***as my sons / Making that Heat with Ba** , Sample and Drums , feel right at home cause it came from The Bronx / Go get the liquor and don't forget dutches everything Gucci like Frankie on crutches / Certified gangstas with Game straight from Compton told them fall back but my n***as still rushed them / Armadale vodka but nah we ain't Russian I'm as famous as that foreign I came in / On these streets dashing like Damon , them hoes gone ask what my name is Rucker Park made basketball famous / The God Duke that's what the pastor be claiming , Dipset blood gang so what stats you be claiming / They see me in pink I make 'em think and read my body language that's a fashionable statement / Money that's what manhattan be making , Harlem renaissance where that took place in / Counting up thousand of dollars while rapping in my city with Tigger down in the basement / Crack baby never made me lazy that's the reason why I respect hustle on pavements / Nino Brown built the carter and we made Dwayne Carter say he can't feel his face and / Doggy just face it no other crew got more taste than Dipset n***a we the greatest / All our cla**ics sound the latest you was faking if you ain't have that bird on yo chain and / If i was down with the dips , my sh** probably sound something like this / Remember when I was a kid we use to twist our fingers up and throw up the set just like this /