Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out

Straight out the heroin streets of the Bronx
Home of cops
Where niggaz get they motherfuckin' wigs pushed

if they don't fake jax
Fat Joe, bringin' the illest motherfuckers
In this whole rap
Hey yo Armageddon, let motherfuckers know

You look, I look, you invite it, I
I forever wearin' it, you know stone cold
truth, what's lie? Who's people, who spy?
It's life and death, live or die

Ultimates who made 'em, why do we exist?
we die, is there Heaven or is it total blackness?
For any touch, there's a feeling, and y'all felt
We can exchange shots, until our melt

There's mad in the air
(Mad in the air)
Over one stare, you wanna dare, yo Crack
the Czech from the glove compartment
Lay out the lead spray, and him up like arson
It's business

Opposites, these strangers be bendin'
So put your face in mine, best brace your
'Cause may attract, but they don't combine
My impact so fat, you your vertebrates grind

Now second thoughts run through your mind
my slugs connect and strike your major arteries
When my fists connect, they causin' major
What you know Junior? You not

The South Bronx is the place to visit
I don't an MC who has enough balls to diss it
Whether or shine, we be bustin' out nines
Hey yo Punisher, hit 'em with ill type rhyme

Yo, I 'cause a bloody to make my buddies laugh and gig'
My nutty wrath'll as long as I'm a nasty kid
I blast a pig and slit his throat for [unverified] L
My skills, puffin' boom in
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I doom the world like I was God and my gun away
snatch the moon out the sky and blow the sun away
Me and my brothers hardball
hardcore, lyrics 'til I'm finished breakin' God's laws

My job's raw but I gotta do it, I'm high then buddhaed
So you might get shot and lose a lot of
The spot I blew it at an early age, ever since the braids
I would earn a wage with the thirty

There's ways to get paid if you got the balls
Just load the and 'cause the hardest cop to drop his drawers
Don't stop or pause, let the shotty go up his
To finish up, punchin' body blows and

The South Bronx is the wrong to visit
I don't know an MC who has balls to diss it
Whether rain or shine, we be bustin' out
Hey yo Nut, hit 'em with that ill type rhyme

Yo, I cause damage, rap's red-handed
Well I'll be goddamn it, I kick ass like I'm yo'
Prepare for the slaughter when my brain is out of
Got kicked out my

'Cause I got caught my preacher's daughter
Menace Dennis on the M.I.C.
You best run son, I'm sendin' up shit's creek
So sleep, 'cause I creep, on New York streets

I'm a big fat dick, whack emcees is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga that'll yo' kids
'em home, fuck 'em good
Then send 'em to you in bandages

You lose, 'cause I got, the ill street and keep
The toast close, and rep-a, resent-a, the East
So watch your back black, Bronx don't play
If you ever fake jax, slit yo' throat like O.J.

Yeah, my motherfuckin' crew
Straight out the South
The livest motherfuckin' of the Bronx
in realer, my motherfuckin' nigga Keith Nut

Armageddon, the
My Big Dog Punisher
Straight out the Full Camp
All you motherfuckers know the times,

your motherfuckin' back
Blow out the back of domepiece
D.I.T.C. forever