Watch Those Lyrics - Yeeeah Baby - Big Punisher

Earth to Pun, come in Pun 

Water Boy, yeah yeah yeah 

The levels, the levels, the levels be good? 

Levels is good, levels is good? Yeah 

You got to watch those, jokers who pop those 

You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed 

Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla 

That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh 

You got to watch those, jokers who pop those 

You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed 

Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla 

That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh 

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 niggaz, 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 

No innocent bystanders to get hit with a spare 

Like I really care who catches strays with the Mac 

Like I really care who you paid to rap on your track 

Nigga you wack, you ain't bringin' nuttin' 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 

You got to watch those, jokers who pop those 

You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed 

Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla 

That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh 

You got to watch those, jokers who pop those 

You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed 

Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla 

That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh 

Can't no comp come at me, this battle the Bronx'll back me 

Got the nicest niggaz 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 steal, 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 ambulance 

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 

Ooh, "Thanks Pun" 

You got to watch those, jokers who pop those 

You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed 

Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla 

That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh 

You got to watch those, jokers who pop those 

You know those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed 

Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla 

That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh