Watch Me (Letra)

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[Dre] YEAH!
[Jay] Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
[Dre] D-R-E!
[Jay] Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
[Dre] And Jay-Z!
[Jay] Boom boom boom boom
[Dre] What the fuck?!
[Jay] Boom boom boom boom
[Dre] Watch me!
[Jay] Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
[Dre] Compton!
[Jay] Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo..
[Dre] C’mon!

[Jay-Z]
You gotta, pop that styles, rock that watch dial
See that Benz? Cop that now
Drop-that-top-down, they gon’ kill us anyway
Them cops uptown hit holmes with forty-one rounds
Live yo’ life, get yo’ ice
She been with you since day one nigga, trick on yo’ wife
Spend that dough, when in doubt, take that trip
She ain’t livin for the moment homey shake that bitch
He that cool, he can’t take you nowhere? Then leave that fool
Be that rude if he that cool
Save for what? Ball til your days is up
This place is fucked, all type of AIDS and such
How they make it where you afraid to fuck
They gave us drugs then turned around and investigated us
Life is short, then you on life support
so in between it all I’ma say I seen it all, watch me

Chorus: Dr. Dre

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
and tell me you won’t ball every chance you get (uhh, watch me)
At any, chance you hit (that’s right) we live for the moment
(yo, watch, watch) Makes sense don’t it? Now make dollars
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) See me with hustlers around them G’s
(Watch me) Blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar baby, round’s on me
(Watch me)

[Jay-Z]
Watch me turn somethin out of nothin, turn platinum from gold
Watch me light the Cohiba off the Viking stove
I take an empty bank account, fill it with oh’s
I take an empty building then I fill it with hoes
Watch me, cop that Coupe, shine for the ladies
have em sayin, "Damn I never seen a watch that blue"
And while they still mesmerized I pop that cooch’
Shit, law enforcement couldn’t stop that dude
Guess who? Fresh off of "Volume 2"
Back at you, peep the numbers my album do
They call me Cham-pagne-hovah, wake up with a hangover
When y’all think the game’s over, do the same thing over
Still with the same soldiers
Still gettin brain and it’s plain ain’t a thang gon’ change over
Hop out the truck, hand on my cock and nuts
Who got the bank, I’m stoppin it up, watch me

Chorus: Dr. Dre

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
and tell me you won’t ball every chance you get (watch me)
At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don’t it? Now make dollars
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) Hangin with hustlers around them G’s
(Watch me) Blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar bitch, round’s on me
(Watch me)

[Jay-Z]
Yo the watch too rocky, need shades
Continental sittin on blades, spinnin like waves
Gun too Brock-y, behave
Big shot, plus I’m feelin like Rocky these days
Ice don’t melt I could ski through a heatwave
Nights won’t help you see Jay, it’ll be day
My shit too bright, I rip through mics
plus I push more powder than Crystal Light
Chick mad, said I hold my pistol too tight
Get a grip bitch, this how I get through life
I buy out the bar, spit Crist’ through the mic
See Jigga in the 6 and all the shit you like
See Jigga givin dick to every bitch you like
I told her, "It’s Jay-Day and Hit-You-Night"
You wanna, see me again you gotta get two dice
I got rules I can’t hit you twice, you heard me?
Watch me

Chorus: Dr. Dre

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
and tell me you won’t ball every chance you get (that’s right)
At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don’t it? Now make dollars
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) See me with hustlers around them G’s
(Watch me) Blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar baby, round’s on me
(Watch me)
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) Hangin with hustlers around them G’s
(Watch me) Blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar bitch, round’s on me
(Watch me)

[Jay-Z]
Uh-huh-uh uh-uhh uh-uhh.. uh
Uh-huh-uh uh-uhh uh-uhh..
Uh-huh-uh, Jigga Jigga shit huh?
Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, Brooklyn-Brooklyn shit huh?
(Compton) Uh-huh-uh, Gotti Gotti shit huh?
(C’mon) Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, Lil’ Rob shit huh?
(C’mon) Uh-huh-uh-UHH, Roc-a-Fella shit y’all
(C’mon) Uh-huh, uh-huh, murder murder shit y’all
(Watch me!)

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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 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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Jay-Z

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{*intro sound of flame: dr. dre’s "chronic" trademark*}

[dre] yeah!
[jay] uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
[dre] d-r-e!
[jay] say it with me niggaz, boom boom
[dre] and jay-z!
[jay] boom boom boom boom
[dre] what the fuck?!
[jay] boom boom boom boom
[dre] watch me!
[jay] jigga-man, ya heard? boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? boom boom booom
[dre] compton!
[jay] gotti gotti ya heard? yo..
[dre] c’mon!

[jay-z]
You gotta, pop that styles, rock that watch dial
See that benz? cop that now
Drop-that-top-down, they gon’ kill us anyway
Them cops uptown hit holmes with forty-one rounds
Live yo’ life, get yo’ ice
She been with you since day one nigga, trick on yo’ wife
Spend that dough, when in doubt, take that trip
She ain’t livin for the moment homey shake that bitch
He that cool, he can’t take you nowhere? then leave that fool
Be that rude if he that cool
Save for what? ball til your days is up
This place is fucked, all type of aids and such
How they make it where you afraid to fuck
They gave us drugs then turned around and investigated us
Life is short, then you on life support
So in between it all i’ma say i seen it all, watch me

Chorus: dr. dre

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
And tell me you won’t ball every chance you get (uhh, watch me)
At any, chance you hit (that’s right) we live for the moment
(yo, watch, watch) makes sense don’t it? now make dollars
(watch me) you see me around some cheese
(watch me) see me with hustlers around them g’s
(watch me) blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(watch me) at the bar baby, round’s on me
(watch me)

[jay-z]
Watch me turn somethin out of nothin, turn platinum from gold
Watch me light the coal, heat blow off the viking stove
I take an empty bank account, fill it with oh’s
I take an empty building then i fill it with hoes
Watch me, cop that coupe, shine for the ladies
Have em sayin, "damn i never seen a watch that blue"
And while they still mesmerized i pop that cooch’
Shit, law enforcement couldn’t stop that dude
Guess who? fresh off of "volume 2"
Back at you, peep the numbers my album do
They call me cham-pagne-hovah, wake up with a hangover
When y’all think the game’s over, do the same thing over
Still with the same soldiers
Still gettin brain and it’s plain ain’t a thang gon’ change over
Hop out the truck, hand on my cock and nuts
Who got the bank, i’m stoppin it up, watch me

Chorus: dr. dre

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
And tell me you won’t ball every chance you get (watch me)
At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don’t it? now make dollars
(watch me) you see me around some cheese
(watch me) see me with hustlers around them g’s
(watch me) blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(watch me) at the bar bitch, round’s on me
(watch me)

[jay-z]
Yo the watch too rocky, need shades
Continental sittin on blades, spinnin like waves
Gun too brock-y, behave
Big shot, plus i’m feelin like rocky these days
Ice don’t melt i could ski through a heatwave
Nights won’t help you see jay, it’ll be day
My shit too bright, i rip through mics
Plus i push more powder than crystal light
Chick mad, said i hold my pistol too tight
Get a grip bitch, this how i get through life
I buy out the bar, spit crist’ through the mic
See jigga in the 6 and all the shit you like
See jigga givin dick to every bitch you like
I told her, "it’s jay-day and hit-you-night"
You wanna, see me again you gotta get two dice
I got rules i can’t hit you twice, you heard me?
Watch me

Chorus: dr. dre

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
And tell me you won’t ball every chance you get (that’s right)
At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don’t it? now make dollars
(watch me) you see me around some cheese
(watch me) see me with hustlers around them g’s
(watch me) blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(watch me) at the bar baby, round’s on me
(watch me)
(watch me) you see me around some cheese
(watch me) see me with hustlers around them g’s
(watch me) blowin ‘dro runnin through pounds of weed
(watch me) at the bar bitch, round’s on me
(watch me)

[jay-z]
Uh-huh-uh uh-uhh uh-uhh.. uh
Uh-huh-uh uh-uhh uh-uhh..
Uh-huh-uh, jigga jigga shit huh?
Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, brooklyn-brooklyn shit huh?
(compton) uh-huh-uh, gotti gotti shit huh?
(c’mon) uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, lil’ rob shit huh?
(c’mon) uh-huh-uh-uhh, roc-a-fella shit y’all
(c’mon) uh-huh, uh-huh, murder murder shit y’all
(watch me!)