Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Sound

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

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

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

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

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

I ain't lettin' a take the stand
Play Sammy the Bull, be one man
See suckers hang with 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
Niggaz don't come and front in my part of town
See everybody my pedigree
There another motherfuckers that's better than me

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

And if a nigga try to
around and catch a motherfuckin' suplex
I'm a like a shower
Don't test the Puerto power

Fat Joe in the year of
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 time to fuckin'
know the game
It's time to blow the bitch-ass out the frame
Guess who comes to

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

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

See I flipped to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the
I flips the flavor-loo
It's good for a fuck or two, you couldn't see
No what 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 earn my respect quiet as kept
Yeah, guard grill if you try to catch wreck
Smack the back of your neck,and your Youth Core check

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

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

But call me JoJo
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, even the best
To pull a one, but you know 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 nigga to with
Don't try to play yourself, 'cause you'll be stuck

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

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

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