[Cam'Ron]   Yeah, Killa   What we getting ready to do is seperate the men from the mice   The pit from the poddles, the villians from the heros, huh   Dip Set Bitch   You know what that means?   You're amongst the Diplomatic Community   This my man Hell Rell, he locked up, he about to come home   Hit 'em Rell      [Hell Rell]   By the time this hit streets   I'll probably be shackled up, on the bus with beast   What I'ma ride anyway, get high anyway   And let me VVS jewels blind your eyes anyway, fucka   You wanna be gangstas, listen to me   After two years teaching, you'll get your degree   I took over blocks, and put dope and coke on 'em   Send niggaz out, and put them under my deodorant   Just like my Speed Stick nigga, I see chips quicker   So hot tomorrow, I'm dropping the remix nigga   Oh yeah and your top on your 6, go 'head and drop that   Just make your waves more easier to get popped at, nigga   Roll the haze, let's get higher and higher   Picture you selling me coke, I supply your supplier   They asking about my flow, yeah, it's fire, it's fire   Y'all snitch niggaz was hired to be wired   And that's my word fam, I swore to my mother I'd get you   Made the phonecall, now I'm done with the issue   Now, all my guerillas gonna come through and get you   And merk off from the double-nickle the color of pickles   I got a serious pimp game, I rock a sick chain   Tote a two-tone ruger and roll with the Dip Gang   Y'all the type of niggaz to run from a rumble   Holla if you want birds I could front you a couple nigga      [Chorus 2x: Hell Rell and Cam'ron]   I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does)   Run through divas, give 'em to my crew (To his crew)   Send work out town, this is what I do (What he does)   Be with my niggaz, this is what I do (What he does)      [Hell Rell]   Shorty thought I had plans of spousing her   I just wanted to have sex on the couch with her   Do it in the mouth with her   Give her a few bricks, make her take it down south with her   I'm about my scrilla, come fuck with your nigga   And all these haters wanna bust at your nigga   And try to do me, so I rock the uzi under the Coogi   This shit you gonna feel in your bones   They ask if I'm down with the ROC, cause I be with Killa and Jones   I just put rocks on the block, rock rocks on my wrist   Get your hardest nigga, he ain't poppin' like this   Any nigga I'm tossing, nigga this is hungry season   We stopped flossing, you and your mans is getting it, we're our preportion   Yo Killa, the only reason they killas   Cause when they bust in they hoes, they make them get abortions   Smoke dro, flow awesome   I got two guns, you got two guns, let's have a foursome   See I start a riot in a minute, supply it if you sniff it   I'm giving out samples, go 'head, try it, it's terriffic   The crack heads love me, female ones hug me, kiss me   Buy the whole pack with crumbled up 50s   Don't cop from that nigga Rell is what you tell the fiends   We getting all the money cause the dimes look like Jellybeans   Few blocks and a lock and key/ki, but I need the world   So it's time to lay my pressure game down like Preacher Earl   Everybody pay up or gonna get sprayed up   This year, I'm get my name back, and my weight up   Go see Premo, razorblade the plate up   Make some packs, hit some workers, and wrap some cake up   This is what I do      [Chorus 2x: Hell Rell and Cam'ron]   I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does)   Run through divas, give 'em to my crew (To his crew)   Send work out town, this is what I do (What he does)   Be with my niggaz, this is what I do (What he does)      [Cam'Ron]   This is what he does, KILLA   Santana, Jim Jones, FREEKY   Tito in here tonight   Whole Taliban   Brazi   45th Side   Diplomats man   You see what we do man, this is not a motherfucking joke   Holla at your boy   That's seven digit cake, man