Watch Me Lyrics by Kane & Able

Watch Me Lyrics


    [mystikal talking]
    Nigga you think you know me
    Think you know me nigga
    Nigga you don't know me
    Nigga you don't know
    You don't know nothing bout me
    You gon' find what you wasn't looking for

    Chorus
    Watch me or throw it off i ain't right
    Bitch i do something same rap game
    Murder i just might bring it on cause it's gon' be some shit tonight x1

    [kane & abel]
    I heard you niggas wanna start some shit
    44 caliber hollow tips in the glock 30 clip
    Got them rocks in my pocket rocks on my wrist
    Ninety eight six hundred benz copped from working the night shift
    Trying to make a million fo' 22 what i'm trying to do
    Little eager too to do what the fuck i gotta do
    Flip optimal like an ass crack
    Nigga puff puff pas that nigga pass the weed i pass back
    Click clack we come strapped
    It's fo' sho' nigga lay low tonight
    Cause maybe you could just might hit the flow tonight
    I did it i said it y'all niggas is hoes
    Paramedics trying to save you cutting open your clothes
    Nigga you don't wanna go head to head with me
    I got some niggas that will paint yo head red with me
    Toe to toe with me go to war with me
    You could lose yo whole family trying to roll with me

    Chorus x1

    [soulja slim]
    Now i know you don't want none of them boys from uptown
    Come downtown to yo area until vietnam
    A hard head make a soft ass i thought a nigga told you
    Slim speaking on behalf of that wild magnolia
    My people gave me the low while i was doing time upstate
    Told me a nigga from downtown caught a little uptown fame
    That he ain't seen no real nigga yet
    But i bet he don't want no drama
    Laying with my people and don't give a fuck that somebody shot his shhh
    I only fuck bomb killers dope dealers and real niggas
    Ill niggas and trill niggas get it how they live niggas
    And they thought they roam uptown for the doo doo brown
    Better get face down on the ground when a nigga tie yo legs down
    See that's the heart of new orleans
    Ask another nigga from another city about his 3rd
    I bet they tell you that the water quick reserve
    Leaving and stanking on the curve that's what they heard
    They got a hell of a nerve to mail mack in the calliope
    All the way to the 10th left turn 13th
    The third time you in the city of how to grow

    Chorus x2

    [mystikal]
    Bitch i'll do you something
    You thinkin if i cut you in yo motherfucking head it ain't gon' do shit
    Bitch this ain't no bluffing
    Thinkin all these niggas and these weapons ain't bout no busting
    Time to get wit cha we coming to get cha
    If i hit you where yo dick at it's gon' come out where you shit at
    My murder weapon knows best
    If you ain't got no vest it's gon' get protest
    We making noise all day
    I'm trying to tell em' but these bitches got to learn the hard way
    Pistol play warned from the hallway
    Ak spray now yo ass all taint
    Bitch i'll do you something

    [silkk the shocker]
    And i gotta do em' something too
    They fucked up and fucked around with the wrong ass crew
    Now i'm gon' come up from short in a house full of loaded tanks
    Cup of canned soda for a picnic cup of canned soda for dank
    See we no limit niggas so drama we bout that there
    You doubt that there
    That's why when i'm hanging out it's gon' be out right there
    That's where niggas think our slugs at
    Trying to hang where i slang my drugs at
    Fuck it all the niggas that make mill stay real
    And how y'all fucking love that
    See i'm a gangsta and plus a nigga cold wit it
    Ain't scared of no nigga
    You left some pots and some boards and them drama boys said go get em'
    Step out the project post talking bout wooh nigga
    I got a little of few dollars i'm trying to get a little bit mo' nigga
    If it's gold fo' sho' nigga
    Cook i stay high like a rocket can't stop it until i get away from yo
    Pocket like a gold digger
    Ain't nothing but a five o four nigga
    When they enter putting bodies in bags and tagging cold niggas
    Better get yo mind right cause bitch this some real life
    Man tell these niggas

    [mystikal]
    Watch me or throw it off i ain't right

    Chorus x2

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