Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Sound

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

A Puba, Diamond D
Fat Joe, time to get the dough
Puba,Diamond D
Fat Joe, it's 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 fucker
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 fake moves, I break
I'm takin' niggaz gold chains, they and the Jeeps

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

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

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

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

And if a nigga try to
Fuck around and a motherfuckin' suplex
I'm a motherfucker like a
Don't the Puerto Rican power

Fat Joe in the year of
Peace to Pu' and my man Diamond D
So punks jump up to get beat
Yeah, but for now the sound

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Check it, yo Fat Joe, it's to fuckin' flow
Niggaz know the
It's time to blow the niggaz out the frame
Guess who to represent?

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 with the bag of dicks
So on cause I'm comin' for the basket

Say to your friends and start headin' for the casket
So Doogie make the daquiris and light the
That you got from Willy Wonka in the 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 the fuck you do
I smash that ass like a block of
Then I rob you for cash, you little ass

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

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

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

But call me JoJo
I'm quick to stick a chick, 'cause I kick the BoBo
On the Northside, on the Southside, on the
You budge me nigga, even the best tried
To pull a fast one, but you what happened to the last one?

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

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

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

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