Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Sound

Ninety-three it's man
(All out yo, youknowhatI'msayin')

A Grand Puba, D
Fat Joe, time to get the dough
Puba,Diamond D
Fat Joe, time to get the dough

Boom bip, BAM, I am
Even fans in Japan, be me I'm the man
Fat Joe, a.k.a. the woman
Beat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my

So niggaz up, yo, I'ma set it
Fuckin' with me, you won't live to it
I don't fake moves, I break
I'm takin' niggaz gold chains, they and the Jeeps

See, I give a fuck about a niggaz rep
We can go for glock or tec for tec, sheeeeyit
I heard a wants to turn snitch
I cut the head off and sent it to his fuckin' bitch

I ain't a nigga take the stand
Play Sammy the Bull, be one man
See can't hang with the slang
And if they bring the whole
Well, then they'll all catch a

I come the Bronx and not the Boogie down
don't ever come and front in my part of town
See knows my pedigree
There another motherfuckers that's better than me

I make em pump, I could make 'em jump
But I'm mostly known for givin' other niggaz
So niggaz better and maintain
I'm motherfuckers out the frame

And if a nigga try to
Fuck around and catch a suplex
I'm a like a shower
test the Puerto Rican power

Fat Joe in the of ninety-three
to Grand Pu' and my man Diamond D
So punks jump up to get down
Yeah, but for now the sound

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Check it, yo Fat Joe, it's time to fuckin'
Niggaz the game
It's to blow the bitch-ass niggaz out the frame
who comes to represent?

If you motherfuckers don't know, well, here's a
It's the God and I bag chicks
Make the girls feel hot, be like a with the bag of dicks
So come on cause I'm comin' for the

Say goodbye to your and start headin' for the casket
So Doogie make the and light the chocolate
That you got from Wonka in the Chocolate Factory
Let's squeeze a trigger for the

See I flipped to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the
'Cause I the flavor-loo
It's for a fuck or two, you couldn't see this
No matter what the you do
I smash ass like a block of hash
Then I rob you for cash, you little ass

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Niggaz know the flav, I don't have to a step
I earn my respect quiet as kept
Yeah, guard grill if you try to catch wreck
the back of your neck,and take your Youth Core check

I make more dough Gregory Peck
Never have to a fist, I keep my stunts in check
I play a nigga out, a Las Vegas dealer
in the light, just like Karen Wheeler

So back up and take a good look because you should
At what a good cook, can do without a cookbook
I don't sniff coke and I smoke coolies
Even say I'm one cool moolie

But call me JoJo
I'm quick to a chick, 'cause I kick the Willie BoBo
On the Northside, on the Southside, on the
You can't budge me nigga, even the tried
To a fast one, but you know what happened to the last one?

He got his motherfuckin' ass
So step up, front, I'm not a bitch-ass
by the clicks, 'cause my pockets got the mumps
See, I'm the wrong to fuck with
Don't try to play yourself, 'cause be stuck with

A motherfuckin' ice right through the cheek
I'm crab niggaz, layin' in the street
I won't 'fess, around with a vest
Knockin' niggaz off, 'cause I could care

You want a fair one, it
And girlfriend, yo, I let my man hit it
So save the bluff, you you ain't tough
I pull your card you're soft like fluff kid
I ever did a bid
I punch a down a Row named Skid

Watch de sound when I
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Watch de sound when I
Watch de sound when I
Watch de sound I timber
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