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Watch Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Soulja Slim
Length: 2:52
Written by: CRAIG LAWSON, D. GARCIA, V. MILLER, M. TYLER




Soulja Slim - 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 want to 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 f*ck 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 want to 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 f*ck that somebody shot his shhh

I only f*ck 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 motherf*cking 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 f*cked up and f*cked 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

F*ck it all the niggas that make mill stay real

And how y'all f*cking 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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[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 want to 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 f*ck 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 want to 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 f*ck that somebody shot his shhh

I only f*ck 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 motherf*cking 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 f*cked up and f*cked 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

F*ck it all the niggas that make mill stay real

And how y'all f*cking 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]
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: CRAIG LAWSON, D. GARCIA, V. MILLER, M. TYLER
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Cloud9

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