Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Sound

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

A Puba, Diamond D
Fat Joe, it's time to get the
Puba,Diamond D
Fat Joe, it's time to get the

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

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

See, I don't give a about a niggaz rep
We can go glock for glock or tec for tec,
I heard a motherfucker wants to snitch
I cut the head off and sent it to his fuckin' bitch

I lettin' a nigga take the stand
Play the Bull, be one dead man
See suckers can't hang with the
And if bring the whole gang
Well, then they'll all a bang-bang

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

I could make em pump, I could make 'em
But I'm mostly known for givin' niggaz lumps
So better chill and maintain
I'm blowin' 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
Peace to Pu' and my man Diamond D
So punks up to get beat down
Yeah, but for now watch the

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

If you motherfuckers know, well, here's a hint
It's the God and I still bag
Make the girls feel hot, be like a faggot the bag of dicks
So come on cause I'm for the basket

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

See I to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the Hilfiger
'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
I rob you for cash, you little bitch 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 your if you try to catch wreck
Smack the back of your neck,and take your Youth check

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

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

But niggaz call me
I'm to stick a chick, 'cause I kick the Willie BoBo
On the Northside, on the Southside, on the
You can't budge me nigga, the best tried
To pull a fast one, but you know 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 you'll be stuck

A motherfuckin' ice pick right the cheek
I'm crab niggaz, layin' in the street
I 'fess, walk around with a vest
Knockin' niggaz off, 'cause I care less

You want a fair one, it
And girlfriend, yo, I let my man hit it
So the bluff, you know you ain't tough
I pull your card 'cause you're soft fluff kid
I never did a bid
I punch a nigga down a Row Skid

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