Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out (hey You)

One little, two little, three little rap
Headphones,
'em all, watch 'em all
Watch 'em all, it goes out"
Watch 'em all, 'em all

the Ripper, Jack, Jack the Ripper
Peace to Jack tripper and well stoned bumper stickers
My is Sean and I never had dreadlocks
Instead I got an army full of screamin' "Head shots"

I guess that it, don't it
She started to make a but it came apart
That's what you get for to make your little sister eat the kitty litter
Let's watch a rapper get bitter like the winter

What the you thinkin'?
You frustrated or something? Did you have a bad
Man, you got issues, I sorry for you
Yo, shittin' on me is so 2002,

Turn your mic off, and turn the off
Who ever put your record out have needed write offs
Who they when the game's in a tight spot?
Slug, you can find me in the A's of iPod

Watch out! When the crowd gets
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all down
Watch out! you open up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what talkin' about, it goes

out! We all love a clown
But we don't see you climb up out the underground
Watch out! If you don't like the
you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town

Cars drive by with the boomin'
I be gettin' old 'cuz the bass sounds ridiculous
And nowadays, every body's bitin'
So fuck it, I'ma stand over and do the moonwalk

Besides police, got no beef
Just me, my and my bad teeth
A cargo van and Ant beets
Enough rap to slap you to last

Caught between the vice and the
Drunk, walkin' out in traffic to fly kites
Time out, the free rhyme out, my last rights
Fuck a classic album, give my 5 mics

And when the smoke clears, you won't be able to dick
you did as a teenage slut trick
And a mat on his grill, he asks "Who the fuck are you?"
worry man, someday I'ma be nobody too

Watch out! the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the walls all fall
Watch out! When you up your mouth
I can smell that you know what you're talkin' about, it goes

Watch out! We all love a
But we wanna see you climb up out the underground
Watch out! If you don't the sound
Fuck you! I'm just to put it down for my home town

Look, I understand hate
I was younger, I wanted to be LL Cool J
Then he started makin' records for the and shit
So I ripped up the and threw it away

I stole from KRS One
A little Big Daddy and some DJ Run
And we took our life and made it a song
And look, Rhyme sayers is on

It's the B-I-G D-A double D-Y
He hasn't hit the to jump, guess he waitin'?
For what? I know, but who wanna come with me?
I got at least one more with me

So criticize me, or me
Study from a distance or stand beside me
It matter, just act like I know
And watch your back on the beat or get sacked at the throw

out! When the crowd gets loud
It could burn up the roof or make the all fall down
Watch out! When you up your mouth
I can smell that you don't know what talkin' about, it goes

Watch out! We all love a
But we don't wanna see you up out the underground
out! If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm tryin' to put it down for my home town

out!
out!
out!
1, 2, 3
3, 2, 1
out!