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Tytuł: Watch the sound

  • Wykonawca: Fat Joe
  • Wy¶wietleń: 250

  
   [Diamond D] Ninety-three it's time man
  (All out yo, because youknowhatI'msayin..)
  
  [Fat Joe]
  A Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE)
  Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!
  Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE)
  Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!
  
  Boom bip, BAM, here I am
  Even fans in Japan, be tellin me I'm the man
  Fat Joe, a.k.a. the woman fucker
  Beat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my Chucker
  So niggaz back up, yo I'ma set it
  Fuckin with me, you won't live to regret it
  I don't fake moves, I break peeps
  I'm takin niggaz gold chains, they cash and the Jeeps
  See I don't give a fuck about a niggaz rep
  We can go glock for glock or tec for tec, sheeeeyit
  I heard a motherfucker wants to turn snitch
  I cut the niggaz head off, and sent it to his fuckin bitch
  I ain't lettin a nigga take the stand
  Play Sammy the Bull, be one dead man
  See suckers can't hang with the slang
  And if they bring the whole gang
  well then they'll all catch a bang-bang
  I come from the Bronx and not the Boogie Down
  Niggaz don't ever come and front in my part of town
  See everybody knows my pedigree
  There ain't another motherfuckers that's better than me
  I could make em pump, I could make em jump
  But I'm mostly known for givin other niggaz lumps
  So niggaz better chill and maintain
  I'm blowin motherfuckers out the frame
  And if a nigga try to flex
  Fuck around, and catch a motherfuckin suplex
  I wet a motherfucker like a shower
  Don't test the Puerto Rican power
  Fat Joe in the year of ninety-three
  Peace to Grand Pu', and my man Diamond D
  So _Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down_
  Yeah, but for now watch the sound
  
  "Watch de sound when I tim-berr" (4X)
  
  [Grand Puba]
  Check it
  Yo Fat Joe, it's time to fuckin flow
  Niggaz know the game
  It's time to blow the bitch-ass niggaz out the frame
  Guess who comes to represent?
  If you motherfuckers don't know, well here's a hint
  It's the God and I still bag chicks
  Make the girls feel hot, be like a faggot with the bag of dicks
  So come on cause I'm comin for the basket
  Say goodbye to your friends, and start headin for the casket
  So Doogie make the daquiris; and light the chocolate
  that you got from Willy Wonka in the Chocolate Factory
  Let's squeeze a trigger for the nigga
  See I flipped to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the Hilfiger
  Cause I flips the flavor-loo
  It's good for a fuck or two, you couldn't see this
  no matter what the fuck you do
  I smash that ass like a block of hash
  Then I rob you for cash, you little bitch ass
  
  "Watch de sound when I tim-berr" (4X)
  
  [Diamond D]
  Niggaz know the flav, I don't have to take a step
  I earn my respect then quiet as kept
  Yeah, guard your grill if you try to catch wreck
  Smack the back of your neck, and take your YouthCore check
  I make more dough than Gregory Peck
  Never have to raise a fist, I keep my stunts in check
  I play a nigga out, like a Las Vegas dealer
  Living in the light, just like Karen Wheeler
  So back up, and take a good look, because you should look
  at what a good cook, can do without a fuckin cookbook
  I don't sniff coke, and I don't smoke coolies
  Even Italians say I'm one cool moolie
  But niggaz call me JoJo
  I'm quick to stick a chick, cause I kick the Willie BoBo
  on the Northside, on the Southside, on the Westside
  You can't budge me nigga, even the best tried
  to pull a fast one, but you know what happened to the last one?
  (What?) He got his motherfuckin ass done
  (Yeah!) So step up, front, I'm not a bitch-ass chump
  Chicks by the clicks, cause my pockets got the mumps
  See I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
  Don't try to play yourself, cause you'll be stuck with
  a motherfuckin ice pick right through the cheek
  I'm leavin crab niggaz, layin in the street
  I won't 'fess, walk around with a vest
  Knockin niggaz off, cause I could care less
  You want a fair one, FORGET IT
  And your girlfriend, yo I let my man hit it
  So save the bluff, you know you ain't tough (yeah)
  I pull your card cause you're soft like fluff kid
  I never ever did a bid
  I punch a nigga down a Row named Skid
  
  "Watch de sound when I tim-berr" (8X)