What's Really Good Lyrics - Diplomats

[Cam'Ron] 

Uh, Uh Yeah 

We back in the fucking building 

Diplomats, Young Guru, Jim Jones, Santana, Freaky 

Came in second half 

Shit man, only thing we really wanna know right now is 

What? Is what's really good? That's the question 

[Cam'Ron] 

Suicide sickness, child negligence 

Homicide fingerprints, wild evidence (But what?) 

But thou shall, respect me bloa, bloa 

Clap, clap, pow, pow, bow down, nigga 

Be in Columbus never seen Bow Wow (Nope) 

We big dogs, all on the chow down 

Chow, and Mr. Giles lay back 

Santana locked up, get 'em out ASAP 

Aight, now boy, not tonight 

I where a bomb to the court like it's a ice white 

I'm real ice right, still in the hood 

But the question for y'all is 

(DMX) What's Really Good? 

(Cam) Nothing, see me on 55th, black scooped it up 

A-k activated, act stupid, one did act stupid 

Mac had to move it, from the hood like 

(DMX) What's really good? 

(Cam) I had to lay 'em down, clip him up, sprayed around 

Split him up, he played the ground, leave, nine stayed around 

Outlaw on the street, shot four from the three 

Southpaw Portuguese (What's Really Good?) 

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[Chorus: Cam'Ron] + (DMX) 

To all my ladies, ghetto to ghetto 

Heals, sneakers, slipper stilettos, hello 

Diplomats are coming to your hood 

And we wanna know (What's really good?) 

All my niggaz, block for block 

Rock for rock, top for top 

Top a top, stash your clocks under the hood 

And niggaz wanna know (What's really good?) 

[Jim Jones] 

Okay I admit 

I mean they said I was trippin' had to re-edit the spin 

44 lead when I'm spitting 

Shots to the head of my victims 

Big deserts we grippin' to dry out, you in the desert is slippin' 

They go through extreme measures to get 'em 

Them chains and them treasures the glistening 

You got three hideouts, a bed in the system 

My brethren I miss them 

So please tell me y'all 

(DMX) What's really good? 

(J.Jones) Top of the drop when it's missing 

MY block when it's clickin', these rocks when they glistening 

(DMX) What's really good? 

(J.Jones) 145th on this crunk, big 45th in my trunk 

Big gouty wrists on you chumps 

Mostly me and sometimes them 

But mostly me, oh shit man, that's one time them 

Squally, so through your set up please 

And let me know if you really good 

And let me know if you really hood 

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[Chorus] 

[Cam'Ron] 

I like this beat, drums and bells 

Remind me of bullets, bodies, guns and shells 

I don't talk the verse, Polly wanna cracker 

When she on the stand, you probably wanna smack her 

Probably wanna clap her, end your day properly 

Air the shit out like the end of State Property 

No run away robber, gunner stay half of me the end I see prophecy 

(DMX) What's Really Good? 

I'm in the buggy mon', with the Rugby on 

Air Force Ones, looking like Lucky Charms 

Lotta dudes, yelling out "Fuck me, uh?" 

I'll blow this bitch dog, what the fuck we on 

[Juelz Santana] 

It's Santana, I'm straight out the box homey 

Straight to the stoop, straight to the booth when I stepped out the box homey 

I still got the sun of the box on me 

Grimy clothes, funky arms, my socks dirty 

I told you I can count on my boy 

I'm in trouble, needed bail money, dialed on my boy 

Shit, and just when I thought it was getting worst 

I was bailed out scot-free, spittin' this verse, uh-huh 

You don't sit in the dirt, clips'll disperse 

(Dmx) What's Really Good 

(Santana) ME MOTHERFUCKER! 

Don't play with this, I'm so great at this 

Santana, bandana, release the eight a spit (COME ON...) 

[Chorus]