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 song's on, I gotta get my grub on to, to
(I to, to)
three buckets of mo', mo'
We gettin' more dough, off the
(You gelly)

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

When I see fat asses I make fat passes like
is alla that, your shit, all the wack
Open candela, if you foolin' wit mah
Hardrock, ever since, junior suela

Fly fella, takin' my beats, to 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', a mermaid
Yappin' off, bitch you at the lips

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

How's that yo? It's 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 fuck wit, muchacha

Big Ju, lo conllo, how we do? How we do?
(How we do)
(How the girl only love me, they love you)
gonna do?
(What, what, what?)
Nigga whatchu do?
(What, yo)

Here's to my niggaz who campaign
To the killers who be lovin' the and champagne
Thugs who get wild in the and snatch chains
Players who be the hoes with no brains

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

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

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

How's that yo? It's hard for you to
It take much for us to let the metal holla
bustin' out of a old black Impala
Thug nigga only fuck wit, malla

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

Nigga whatchu do?
(What, yo)
Beatnuts last
"Whatcha gon' do when Beatnuts 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 your hands up, throw hands up
(Get money, get money)
Throw your hands up, throw your up