Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out Now

"Watch out now"
Yea, yeah, uh, uh
Mm, mm

Get money, get
(Get, get money, get money)
(Get, get money, get money) uh, uh

(Get)
Get money, get
(Get money)
(Get)
Get money, get

Yeah, get money, get money, "Listen to the verse"
"Watch out now"

my song's on, I gotta get my grub on some to, to
(I to, to)
three buckets of mo', mo'
We gettin' dough, off the books
(You gelly)

Pullin' more hoes off the
(You gelly)
You wan' hate me? 'Cause your wifey, wants a
the look in her eyes, I can see she wants more than that

When I see fat I make fat passes like quarterback
is alla that, your shit, all the wack
Open candela, if you wit mah cheddah
Hardrock, ever since, high suela

Fly fella, takin' my beats, to your crowd get up
I'm fed up, niggaz wanna it, whatever
storm your parade blow your legs off
(Parade)
With a grenade, now you flappin', like a
off, bitch you cough at the lips

While I'm at the bar, baggin', the bartender
I bag this chick, with a, "Hi," and the eye
She did the butterfly, her ass, against my buttonfly
I could already imagine my shit inside
Everytime I strike, haters be like, "Dat guy"

How's yo? It's hard for you to swallow
It take much for us to let the metal holla
Lead's out of a old black Impala
nigga only fuck wit, muchacha malla

Big Ju, lo conllo, how we do? How we do?
(How we do)
(How the girl don't only me, they love you)
Whatchu do?
(What, what, what?)
Nigga whatchu do?
(What, yo)

Here's to my niggaz who campaign
To the killers who be lovin' the chicas and
Thugs who get in the club and snatch chains
Players who be pimpin' the with no brains

Front watch a nigga get shot close range
The most range, motherfucker won't change
Beatnuts, forever die hard, you want
'Cause you walkin' outta breathin' is insane

Flip a beat fast, you the club with a heat rash
You got a weak stash, came in the with a free pass
I ain't even know they made a Roley for cheap ass
Makin' me laugh, you was in jail kneepads

Now the beef has, gotten your head
over you dead, Ranger Rover, both of your legs
'Til both of us said, platinum gettin' took this
'Cause for real, there ain't nothin' but in here, nigga

How's that yo? It's hard for you to
It don't take much for us to let the holla
Lead's bustin' out of a old black
Thug nigga only wit, muchacha malla

Big Ju, lo conllo, how we do? How we do?
(How we do)
(How the girl don't only me, they love you)
Whatchu do?
(What, what, what?)

whatchu gonna do?
(What, yo)
Beatnuts last
"Whatcha gon' do when Beatnuts through baby"

(Get money, get money)
Les
(Get money, get money)
Big Ju
(Get money, get money)

(Get money, get money)
(Get money, get money)
(Get money, get money)

Throw your hands up, throw your up
(Get money, get money)
Throw your hands up, throw hands up