Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Out Now

"Watch out now"
Yea, yeah, uh, uh
Mm, mm

Get money, get
(Get, get money, get money)
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(Get)
Get money, get
(Get money)
(Get)
Get money, get

Yeah, get money, get money, "Listen to the verse"
"Watch out now"

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

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

When I see fat asses I fat passes like quarterback
Beatnuts is alla that, shit, all the wack
candela, if you foolin' wit mah cheddah
Hardrock, ever since, junior high

Fly fella, takin' my beats, to your crowd get up
I'm fed up, niggaz wanna bring it,
I'ma your parade blow your legs off
(Parade)
a grenade, now you flappin', like a mermaid
Yappin' off, bitch you cough at the

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

How's yo? It's hard for you to swallow
It don't take much for us to let the holla
Lead's out of a old black Impala
Thug nigga only wit, muchacha malla

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

Here's to my pollyin' niggaz who
To the who be lovin' the chicas and champagne
Thugs who get wild in the club and chains
Players who be the hoes with no brains

Front watch a nigga get shot from range
The most range, motherfucker won't change
Beatnuts, forever die hard, you want
'Cause you walkin' outta here is insane

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

Now the beef has, gotten over your
It's over you dead, Ranger Rover, of your legs
'Til both of us said, platinum took this year
'Cause for real, there ain't nothin' but in here, nigga

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

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

Nigga whatchu do?
(What, yo)
last line
"Whatcha gon' do when come through baby"

(Get money, get money)
Les
(Get money, get money)
Big Ju
(Get money, get money)

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(Get money, get money)
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Throw hands up, throw your hands up
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