Watch Me Lyrics - Kane & Able

[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