Fat Joe - Watch The Sound Lyrics
[diamond d] ninety-three its time man(all out yo, because youknowhatimsayin..)[fat joe]A grand puba (hoe) diamond d (hoe)Fat joe (hoe) -- its time to get the dough!Grand puba (hoe) diamond d (hoe)Fat joe (hoe) -- its time to get the dough!Boom bip, bam, here I amEven fans in japan, be tellin me Im the manFat joe, a.k.a. the woman *****erBeat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my chuckerSo niggaz back up, yo ima set it*****in with me, you wont live to regret itI dont fake moves, I break peepsIm takin niggaz gold chains, they cash and the jeepsSee I dont give a ***** about a niggaz repWe can go glock for glock or tec for tec, sheeeeyitI heard a mother*****er wants to turn snitchI cut the niggaz head off, and sent it to his *****in *****I aint lettin a nigga take the standPlay sammy the bull, be one dead manSee suckers cant hang with the slangAnd if they bring the whole gangWell then theyll all catch a bang-bangI come from the bronx and not the boogie downNiggaz dont ever come and front in my part of townSee everybody knows my pedigreeThere aint another mother*****ers thats better than meI could make em pump, I could make em jumpBut Im mostly known for givin other niggaz lumpsSo niggaz better chill and maintainIm blowin mother*****ers out the frameAnd if a nigga try to flex***** around, and catch a mother*****in suplexI ? a mother*****er like a showerDont test the puerto rican powerFat joe in the year of ninety-threePeace to grand pu, and my man diamond dSo _punks jump up to get beat down_Yeah, but for now watch the soundWatch de sound when I tim-berr (4x)[grand puba]Check itYo fat joe, its time to *****in flowNiggaz know the gameIts time to blow the *****-ass niggaz out the frameGuess who comes to represent?If you mother*****ers dont know, well heres a hintIts the God and I still bag chicksMake the girls feel hot, be like a faggot with the bag of dicksSo come on cause Im comin for the basketSay goodbye to your friends, and start headin for the casketSo doogie make the daquiris; and light the chocolateThat you got from willy wonka in the chocolate factoryLets squeeze a trigger for the niggaSee I flipped to the lo, cause Im through with the hilfigerCause I flips the flavor-looIts good for a ***** or two, you couldnt see thisNo matter what the ***** you doI smash that ass like a block of hashThen I rob you for cash, you little ***** assWatch de sound when I tim-berr (4x)[diamond d]Niggaz know the flav, I dont have to take a stepI earn my respect then quiet as keptYeah, guard your grill if you try to catch wreckSmack the back of your neck, and take your youthcore checkI make more dough than gregory peckNever have to raise a fist, I keep my stunts in checkI play a nigga out, like a las vegas dealerLiving in the light, just like karen wheelerSo back up, and take a good look, because you should lookAt what a good cook, can do without a *****in cookbookI dont sniff coke, and I dont smoke cooliesEven italians say Im one cool moolieBut niggaz call me jojoIm quick to stick a chick, cause I kick the willie boboOn the northside, on the southside, on the westsideYou cant budge me nigga, even the best triedTo pull a fast one, but you know what happened to the last one?(what? ) he got his mother*****in ass done(yeah!) so step up, front, Im not a *****-ass chumpChicks by the clicks, cause my pockets got the mumpsSee Im the wrong nigga to ***** withDont try to play yourself, cause youll be stuck withA mother*****in ice pick right through the cheekIm leavin crab niggaz, layin in the streetI wont fess, walk around with a vestKnockin niggaz off, cause I could care lessYou want a fair one, forget itAnd your girlfriend, yo I let my man hit itSo save the bluff, you know you aint tough (yeah)I pull your card cause youre soft like fluff kidI never ever did a bidI punch a nigga down a row named skidWatch de sound when I tim-berr (8x)
