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"

Aiyo my on, I gotta get my grub on some to, to
(I to, to)
Order buckets of mo', mo'
We gettin' more dough, off the
(You gelly)

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

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

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

While I'm at the bar, baggin', the tips
Then I bag this chick, a, "Hi," and the eye
She did the butterfly, rubbin' her ass, against my
I could already imagine my shit stuck
I strike, haters be like, "Dat fucking guy"

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

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

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

watch a nigga get shot from close range
The range, crazy motherfucker won't change
Beatnuts, forever die hard, you pain?
you walkin' outta here breathin' is insane

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

Now the has, gotten over your head
It's over you dead, Ranger Rover, both of legs
both of us said, platinum gettin' took this year
'Cause for real, there nothin' but crooks in here, nigga

How's that yo? hard for you to swallow
It don't much for us to let the metal holla
Lead's out of a old black Impala
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 love me, they you)
Whatchu do?
(What, what, what?)

whatchu gonna do?
(What, yo)
Beatnuts last
"Whatcha do when Beatnuts come 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 hands up, throw your hands up
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Throw your hands up, throw hands up