Watch out now

"Watch out now"

Yea, yeah, uh, uh

Mm, mm

Get money, get money

(Get, get money, get money)

(Get, get money, get money) uh, uh

(Get)

Get money, get money

(Get that money)

(Get)

Get money, get money

Yeah, get money, get money, "Listen to the first verse"

"Watch out now"

Aiyo my song's on, I gotta get my grub on some to, to

(I love to, to)

Order three buckets of mo', mo'

We gettin' more dough, off the books

(You gettin' gelly)

Pullin' more hoes off the looks

(You gettin' gelly)

You wan' hate me? 'Cause your wifey, wants a autograph?

From the look in her eyes, I can see she wants more than that

When I see fat asses I make fat passes like quarterback

Beatnuts is alla that, your ************t, all the wack

Open candela, if you foolin' wit mah cheddah

Hardrock, ever since, junior high suela

Fly fella, takin' my beats, to make your crowd get up

I'm fed up, *******z wanna bring it, whatever

I'ma storm your parade blow your legs off

(Parade)

With a grenade, now you flappin', like a mermaid

Yappin' off, ************ you cough at the lips

While I'm at the bar, baggin', the bartender tips

Then I bag this chick, with a, "Hi," and the eye

She did the butterfly, rubbin' her ass, against my buttonfly

I could already imagine my ************t stuck inside

Everytime I strike, haters be like, "Dat ******* guy"

How's that yo? It's hard for you to swallow

It don't take much for us to let the metal holla

Lead's bustin' out of a old black Impala

Thug ******* only ******* wit, muchacha malla

Big Ju, dime lo conllo, how we do? How we do?

(How we do)

(How the girl don't only love me, they love you)

Whatchu gonna do?

(What, what, what?)

******* whatchu gonna do?

(What, yo)

Here's to my pollyin' *******z who campaign

To the killers who be lovin' the chicas and champagne

Thugs who get wild in the club and snatch chains

Players who be pimpin' the hoes with no brains

Front watch a ******* get shot from close range

The most range, crazy mother****** won't change

Beatnuts, forever die hard, you want pain?

'Cause you walkin' outta here breathin' is insane

Flip a beat fast, you leave the club with a heat rash

You got a weak stash, came in the club with a free pass

I ain't even know they made a Roley for your cheap ass

Makin' me laugh, you was in jail wearin' kneepads

Now the beef has, gotten over your head

It's over you dead, Ranger Rover, both of your legs

'Til both of us said, platinum gettin' took this year

'Cause for real, there ain't nothin' but crooks in here, *******

How's that yo? It's hard for you to swallow

It don't take much for us to let the metal holla

Lead's bustin' out of a old black Impala

Thug ******* only ******* wit, muchacha malla

Big Ju, dime lo conllo, how we do? How we do?

(How we do)

(How the girl don't only love me, they love you)

Whatchu gonna do?

(What, what, what?)

******* whatchu gonna do?

(What, yo)

Beatnuts last line

"Whatcha gon' do when Beatnuts come through baby"

(Get money, get money)

Psycho Les

(Get money, get money)

Big Ju

(Get money, get money)

Beatnuts

(Get money, get money)

(Get money, get money)

(Get money, get money)

Throw your hands up, throw your hands up

(Get money, get money)

Throw your hands up, throw your hands up