Released on March 25, 2003

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[Produced by The Heatmakerz]


[Intro: Juelz Santana]

Yeah, Dipset, uh

C'mon, fuck with your boy

It's Santana, Heatmakerz, where we at?

Let me see you through this

Killa, Jones, Freekey

Yeah man, I'm back at it, come on


[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]

Today's a new day, got the boulé up in the suitcase

Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya

Tell 'em it's August, I'm "Gone 'til November" (Yeah)

I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up (Of course)

Call my bird, get my broad, have her sent up (Please)

Call my niggas, call my squad, have 'em sent up (Please, yeah)

I see a town I'm liking

See some niggas getting money in a town: I like it (Yeahhh)

I run up on them with the pound and light it

Like, "It's my block now, alright, kid?" (Whoa)

He understood me quite clear

Then that thing banged out

And rang out the side of his right ear (Woo!)

And I got back to my business, back to my bitches

Back to the kitchen, that Pyrex Vision

Pot, I let that white stuff sit in

Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitching (What)

Yeah, I'm sorry, but this is how I'm living

And this is how I'm giving, 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, ay!

I stood at home, hand on a chrome, with a zone, flipping the channels

Watching how the gangstas do it, ay! (Say it with me)

I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandals

Watching Shaft , clocking math


[Verse 2: 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, yeah

.45 semi on the side, yeah, 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, José, or Héctor Camacho

TEC blows and watch yo' chest close and tacos

Motherfucker, I'm the best, I told y'all before

I showed y'all before, ay!


[Chorus: Juelz Santana]

I stood alone, watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles

Listening to gangsta music, ay!

I stood at home, hand on a chrome, with a zone, flipping the channels

Watching how the gangstas do it, ay! (Say it with me)

I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandals

Watching Shaft , clocking math


[Verse 3: Cam'ron]

Killa, Killa (Killa...)

I'm on the west side of Chicago, looking for a bust-down

Don't make me put my two arms up, touchdown! (What up, ma?)

You stay in touch now, but when I touch down

I'm like Buckshot, shorty, 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, it's dicks they suckin'

Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin

Yes, they kissing cousins, Toya's kissing muffin

Worse than that, they go home and kiss they husband (Shit's foul)

The shit's disgusting

Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons bugging

This on my wrist is nothing

Yeah, it's just yellow hearts and pink diamonds

Where I get the money for this? Don't think rhyming

You fucking with Pablo, bravo

Mario Villabona, hoe, ta'to


[Chorus: Juelz Santana]

I stood alone, watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles

Listening to gangsta music, ay!

I stood at home, hand on a chrome, with a zone, flipping the channels

Watching how the gangstas do it, ay! (Say it with me)

I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandals

Watching Shaft , clocking math

“Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc Yeah, yeah, it’s my year”
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Santana applauds Cam'ron for being made Vice President of Roc-A-Fella records. Ironically, this was the beginning of Jay-Z’s notorious beef with Cam'ron.

“I run up on them with the pound and light it”
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Juelz loves his guns. Specifically his .357 magnum, which some people refer to by its nickname: Trey (3) Pound. Santana is claiming he saw his enemies encroaching on his block, and so he ran over to deal with them with his trusty .357 and started shooting at them. He’s protecting his block.

“So, okay, okay, okay Y’all can’t fuck with me”
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This line was used in the chorus of Juelz Santana’s “Okay Okay.” Though the song was on Santana’s debut studio album (released later in the same year), it originally appeared on his breakthrough mixtape Final Destination in late 2002.

“Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons bugging”
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Cam can’t help but “keep the birds talking” with his activity. A likely reference (at least in spirit) to Biggie’s “Unbelievable.”

“Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin Yes, they kissing cousins, Toya’s kissing muffin Worse than that, they go home and kiss they husband”
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Camron likes to cum in girls mouths when they are sucking his dick (so do I 😂) but is saying it’s disgusting that after they swallow his cum, the girls go home and give their husbands kisses on their lips with his cum residues still on there from earlier. Trifling hoes! They suck a good dick though!

“You stay in touch now, but when I touch down I’m like Buckshot, shorty, Duck Down”
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Cam is shooting at will, so take cover:

This is also a reference to the rapper Buckshot, who is on the Duck Down record label from New York.

“One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah”
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Shout out for Shyne, who at the time was still serving his prison sentence for trying to defend himself, Diddy the dick sucker and kid toucher, and J Lo. He pulled his gun out and fired at a man who was drawing his weapon out to shoot at them. Diddy lied and got Shyne the worst lawyer around so he would get in trouble instead of Kid Diddler/J Lo

“I stood at home, hand on a chrome,”
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He is referring to him staying in his home with his hand on a gun.

“Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, “What now?””
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Harlem residents show they have money, will take your woman, and then look at you and ask you what you’re going to do about it.

“Now I see death around the corner, gotta stay high Will I survive? In the city where the skinny niggas die?”
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A reference to 2Pac’s “Death Around the Corner”:

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive / In the city where the skinny niggas die

“Today’s a new day, got the boulé up in the suitcase”
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The cocaine shipment has arrived.

The first two lines of this song are an interpolation of the opening of Biggie’s “Niggas Bleed”:

Today’s agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra
Go to room 112, tell them Blanco sent ya

“I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandals Watching Shaft, clocking math”
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Juelz loves getting his dick sucked by girls with fat asses and big hips. Big boobs too. She has sandals on also. While he gets a blowjob, he’s watching one of his favorite movies-Shaft, and counting up his drug money. Who doesn’t like a woman sucking on their penis while they watch good movies and count money?

“It’s Santana, Heatmakerz, where we at? Let me see you through this”
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The Heatmakerz produced most the beats for Diplomatic Immunity, including this track.

“Birds flip a dozen, chicks, it’s dicks they suckin’”
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cam sell(flip) cocaine (birds) & girls be sucking his dick
Chick and Birds are also winged animal

“Go uptown to Harlem, tell ’em that I sent ya Tell ’em it’s August, I’m “Gone ’til November” (Yeah)”
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A meme for Dipset rappers is leave to NYC–and go to places like Ohio–to set up shop

This line obviously refers to Wyclef’s hit, “Gone Till November”

“Listening to gangsta music, ay!”
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“Gangsta Music” is the original name of this track.

“I’m on the west side of Chicago, looking for a bust-down Don’t make me put my two arms up, touchdown!”
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Soldier Field, where the Chicago Bears play, is near the south side of Chicago. Cam' wants a Chi-town girl to give him head until he has throw his hands up in the air, like a referee does after the Bears score a touchdown.

A “bust-down” is a derogatory word for a woman, similar to calling her a “ho” or “skank.”

“No way, José, or Héctor Camacho”
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Santana combines the idiom “No way, Jose” with the names of Spanish soccer star Jose Camacho and late Puerto Rican boxer Hector “Macho” Camacho.

“I stood alone, watching the wall, in the zone,”
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This is probably an allusion to this line from “Mind Playing Tricks On Me” by the Geto Boys.

“TEC blows and watch yo’ chest close and tacos”
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Once the bullets fire out of the Tec Nine, your chest will cave in at first, then open like a taco