Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out

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

Even if they fake jax
Fat Joe, bringin' forth the motherfuckers
In whole rap game
Hey yo Armageddon, let these motherfuckers

You look, I look, you it, I took
I forever wearin' it, you know stone cold
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 exist?
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 dare, yo Crack
Eject the Czech the glove compartment
Lay out the lead spray, and him up like arson
dangerous business

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

Now delayed second thoughts run through your
When my slugs connect and strike major arteries
When my connect, they causin' major injuries
What you know You not evil

The South Bronx is the place to visit
I don't 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 rhyme

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

I doom the world like I was God and my gun away
Then snatch the moon out the sky and the sun away
Me and my brothers play
Strictly hardcore, lyrics 'til I'm finished breakin' God's

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

There's ways to get paid if you got the balls
Just load the glock and 'cause the cop to drop his drawers
stop or pause, let the shotty go up his butt
To finish up, punchin' blows and uppercuts

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

Yo, I cause damage, rap's red-handed
Well I'll be 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 caught fuckin' my preacher's
like Dennis on the M.I.C.
You best run son, I'm emcees up shit's creek
So don't sleep, I creep, on New York streets

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

You lose, I got, the ill street and still keep
The close, and rep-a, resent-a, the East coast
So watch your back black, Bronx niggaz play
If you ever jax, I'll slit yo' throat like O.J.

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

Armageddon, the
My nigga Big Dog
Straight out the Eclipse Camp
All you motherfuckers the times, yeah

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