Watch Ya lyrics

Uh-uh, yeh yeh, mic check
We watchin' y'all watch us
Pay attention man
Gon' take a while for y'all to catch up
Knaw wha I mean?, know how we do it man
Well do it

[Lil' Flip]
Things ain't quite like it used to be
A lot of y'all rappers confusin' me
One day you wanna do a track wid me
The next day y'all thinkin' about jackin' me
I pack my heat my n*gga I don't play that sh*t
If you see me wid a nine I'ma spray that sh*t
If you reachin' for my chain
I'm reachin' for ya brain
Your Cadillac about to have another red stain
n*ggas know I got a gat wid fifty
I mean I got a f*ckin' track wid fifty
n*ggas play, but we don't play
When we, get ass n*gga we don't pay
I pray every night, pack K's every night
If the cocaine is tan how the f*ck can it be white
We got it whippin' and shippin' we gettin' bread
My n*gga we gettin' head like pistols we packin' lead
We'll bust a n*gga never ever trust a n*gga
You talkin' all sweet I'ma cuss a n*gga
I call ya a b*tch, I slap ya momma
n*gga I'm vested up, so I'm prepared for the drama
Put yo b*tch ass in trauma you layin' up
Hospital bill goin' up and you payin' up
I told ya not to watch Scarface too many times
How you talk sh*t and wasn't packin' too many nines
Yup, you just watchin' from the sidelines
Pay attention to the books and the guidelines
It's my time, it ain't yo time
I need bread before mic check and show time n*gga
These promoters wanna act like they broke
When you f*ck wid my money I put my hand on your throat
I slap ya, choke ya, provoke ya, steal ya, kill ya
b*tch n*gga I just don't feel ya
[Will Lean]
Yeh, n*gga you know what I'm packin'
I seein' ya team homie I know what ya lackin'
I got dollars n*gga f*ck the cents
I paid cash off the lot now I got trucks to rent n*gga
And I'm buckin' ya down, while ya weavin' and bobbin'
And duckin' these rounds
We stay on the road, y'all stuck in the town
Will Lean the chemist n*gga I ain't f*ckin' around
Uh n*gga, and I got the Big Shasta
Double wrong n*gga we gotta blast ya woah
Cause I'm keepin' it real
In a six hundred wid jimmy, keepin' the steel
Uh n*gga, it's the chemist I'm full fledge
Botany big shot n*gga takin' off heads
Leavin' ya for dead when I bust the lead
Hit ya in the front takin' off ya dreads woah, n*gga
I'm buckin' these shells a n*gga like me ain't gon' be
Stuck in the cell b*tch

[Hook]
Everywhere that I go
I got people I know
n*ggas I used to f*ck wid
We don't kick it no more
When they heard I got dough
n*ggas started to flock
n*ggas actin' like b*tches
So I'm packin' my Glock
(The watcher)