Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out

Straight out the heroin infested streets of the
Home of corrupt
Where niggaz get motherfuckin' wigs pushed back

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

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

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

mad tension in the air
(Mad in the air)
one man's stare, you wanna dare, yo Crack
Eject the Czech from the compartment
Lay out the lead spray, and flame him up arson
dangerous business

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

Now delayed second thoughts run your mind
When my slugs connect and your major arteries
When my fists connect, causin' major injuries
you know Junior? You not evil

The South Bronx is the wrong place to
I know an MC who has enough balls to diss it
rain or shine, we be bustin' out nines
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 long as I'm a kid
I blast a pig and slit his throat just for L
My skills, puffin' boom in
(Undecipherable)

I doom the like I was God and throw my gun away
Then snatch the moon out the sky and 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 feelin' then buddhaed
So you might get shot and lose a lot of
The spot I blew it at an age, ever since the curly braids
I would earn a wage the thirty gauge

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

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

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

'Cause I got fuckin' my preacher's daughter
Menace like on the M.I.C.
You best run son, I'm sendin' emcees up shit's
So don't sleep, 'cause I creep, on New streets

Like I'm a big fat dick, whack emcees is
Yo, I'm nigga that'll kidnap yo' kids
'em home, fuck 'em good
Then send 'em back to you in

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

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

Armageddon, the
My Big Dog Punisher
out the Full Eclipse Camp
All you motherfuckers the times, yeah

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