Watch Those

Lyrics

[Intro] Earth to Pun... come in, Pun.. "Look at me, I'm the Water Boy!" Yeah, yeah, yeah.. The levels, the levels, the levels, be good? Levels is good, levels is good? Yeah... [Hook] You got to watch those, jokers who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Easy to spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' blah blah That's ca-ca, chill, pa-pa – no ah-ahh (Ah-ahh) You got to watch those, jokers who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Easy to spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' blah blah That's ca-ca, chill, pa-pa – no ah-ahh (Ah-ahh) [Verse 1] I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' crib with the guns out Spray your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth Who can stop me? I told shorty I'ma shoot you, papi Caught him in the crapper with the clapper, while he was doin caci I'll probably die in jail – make it through life and fry in hell Either way, I'ma lead the way, 'cause only time'll tell I rhyme for real, not that imaginary vocabulary I really will stab you and every one of my adversaries There's no remorse – fuck these thug niggas, show me the boss Gimme a hustle worth the risk of goin' up North I love my freedom, and you know I love my bein' So sometimes I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem I'll see him in hell, we'll settle it there, better it there And no innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare Like I really care who catches strays from the MAC Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track Nigga, you wack – you ain't bringing nothin' for us I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin' on the chorus You can't ignore us, nigga, you know how we roll Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole [Hook] You got to watch those, jokers who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Easy to spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' blah blah That's ca-ca, chill, pa-pa – no ah-ahh (Ah-ahh) You got to watch those, jokers who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Easy to spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' blah blah That's ca-ca, chill, pa-pa – no ah-ahh (Ah-ahh) [Verse 2] Can't no comp come at me, this battle the Bronx'll back We got the nicest niggas alive talkin' bout, "Papi's nasty" Cocky, crafty like Rocky, sassy, Puerto Rock Apache Posse; not even the cops could catch me I'm too fast – four-hundred pounds, but I move ass Soon as you spoke, I already smoked you with two jabs My game is tight – you wanna play, just name your price Fame to ice, your brains your life, the game is sheist And I'm the trifest on the field Even in school, I was nominated 'The Most Likeliest to Kill' This bastard steel, a full clip and a extra And I'ma blast ya til your whole click respeta Leave you muerta, it ain't me it's the metra Tate quieta, the bitch got a bad temper Don't surrender – you ain't got a chance You be lucky to leave here half-dead, in an am-bu-lance So take a chance, but expect the worst Put my foot so far up your ass the sweat on my knee'll quench your thirst ("Thanks, Pun") [Hook] You got to watch those, jokers who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Easy to spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' blah blah That's ca-ca, chill, pa-pa – no ah-ahh (Ah-ahh) You got to watch those, jokers who pop those You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed Easy to spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' blah blah That's ca-ca, chill, pa-pa – no ah-ahh (Ah-ahh) [Outro] Yeeeah, baby!