Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out

Straight out the infested streets of the Bronx
Home of corrupt
Where niggaz get they motherfuckin' pushed back

Even if they 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 it, you know stone cold crook
What's truth, what's Who's people, who spy?
It's life and death, live or die

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

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

Opposites, these strangers be opposites
So put your face in mine, best brace your
'Cause opposites may attract, but they combine
My so fat, you feel your vertebrates grind

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

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

Yo, I 'cause a bloody bath to make my buddies and gig'
My nutty wrath'll live as as I'm a nasty kid
I blast a pig and slit his throat just for L
My skills, puffin' boom in
(Undecipherable)

I the world like I was God and throw my gun away
snatch the moon out the sky and blow the sun away
Me and my brothers hardball
Strictly hardcore, lyrics 'til I'm finished God's laws

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

There's dirty to get paid if you got the balls
Just load the glock and 'cause the hardest cop to drop his
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 an MC who has enough balls to diss it
Whether or shine, we be bustin' out nines
Hey yo Nut, hit 'em with that ill type rhyme

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

'Cause I got caught fuckin' my preacher's
Menace Dennis on the M.I.C.
You best run son, I'm sendin' up shit's creek
So don't sleep, 'cause I creep, on New York

Like I'm a big fat dick, whack is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga that'll kidnap yo'
Take 'em home, 'em good
Then 'em back to you in bandages

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

Yeah, that's my motherfuckin'
Straight out the Bronx
The motherfuckin' corners of the Bronx
Keepin' in realer, my motherfuckin' nigga Nut

Armageddon, the
My nigga Big Dog
Straight out the Full Eclipse
All you know the times, yeah

Watch motherfuckin' back
Blow out the back of your
D.I.T.C. motherfucker