Song Lyrics Fat Joe feat. Diamond D, Grand Puba - Watch the Sound    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> F>> Fat Joe feat. Diamond D, Grand Puba Singer Lyrics>> Watch the Sound Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: Fat Joe feat. Diamond D, Grand Puba Music Title/Track: Watch the Sound Theme ID: 5794 Album: N/A Fat Joe feat. Diamond D, Grand Puba Watch the Sound [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 ? 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) Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Terror Squadians, The Hidden Hand, Alien, Boil, But, Colourblind, Drunkard Logic, Horse Water Wind, Johnny Sunrise, Providence, Show Of Myself, Stealing A Plane, This Guitar, World Exploding Touch, Act Like You Know, Zoom, Zoom, Jerusalem, Naughty Christmas, Naughty Christmas (goblin In The Office), Vindaloo, Mr. Death, Skeletons In My Closet, The Final Hour, The Game, Come and Die, Come Die, Everyday, Friday, Getto Star, I Know the Rule, Intro (Rough Shit), Intro, M.O.B, M.O.B., Outlaws, Take Your Time, The World Is Changing, Times Wastin, Whats Ya Life Worth?, Get Up, Hoes, Trick Bitches, Prayer, Come and Die, Friday, Getto Star, I Know the Rule, Intro, MOB, Other Fat Joe feat. 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