The Watch

Catch me in a crisp blue six, deep dish

Jaws is Cris', valor stopped at the wrist

Watches involved, talk to me Trick Daddy

I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy

Son, can't believe you the most slept on

Took a break since the Cuban, niggas lookin' like you just repped wrong

You done slipped down a bid, got caught with the hammer

Steal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammers

For real, you a live nigga, rock the five in ya slippers

like them other five guys in ya picture

Come on, watch, I'm the star of the show, so blow dem

Mothafucka, you ain't blew in three years

Son of a bitch, that's why I rock the big shit

Don't forget who you is, nigga, you my little shit

I will crush you to pieces, stop ya heart from tickin'

And you mad cuz you a older clock, couple rocks missin'

And my writin', the band, you can say it's ice flight-nin'

You don't like him, do you? You wanna fight him

In fact, I should've put you back, relaxed on the stones

And copped ya two-thousand leather shit, snow cones

A bowl of milk almost killed you, ah, you almost drowned in pops

I brought another box, I'ma keep it real with you

And I'ma murder you if ya bitch-ass get on my nerves again

Yo, Ghost, you'se a funny nigga

Turn on the radio, all you hear is X and Jigga

Haha, you vexed, nigga?

No airplay (bet my gat spray) Yeah, that's hearsay

You spray hairspray and up North, nigga, you ain't gettin' jailplay

(How you know?) Yo, it's obvious, Clan's day

Hold on, let me park my shit, let me find out this nigga barkin' and shit

I'm a Don of this shit, and you know that shit I wrote with Golden Arms is a hit

My Wallos show off, go off like an alarm in the six

Drank the yellow and I'm still poppin'

My movie life in the hood is like an ill doctrine

Beat trial with illegal edge, fuck Cochrane

And if it's on I might blow you if I'm boxed in.. [echoes]

Yo, yo, yo, what you doin', man?

Yo, man, chill out, man

(Don't even worry)

I'm just fuckin' with you, man

Why you.. (OK) Come on, son

We can't.. don't regard us like that, son

Come on (I'll destroy you)

Come on, man (You pop too much shit)

Come on, man, I'm just tellin' you time

(I ain't a-like that, you know who brought you)

Nigga, I'm just fuckin' with you

(Bye!)

Tony for mayor

Yo, let me tell y'all mothafuckas somethin'

(Shoot one of those niggas, Lord)

We could battle for belts, ice (Type shit)

Whatever the fuck you want to do

Let me tell y'all somethin'

This the Theodore Unit, mothafucka

We takin' the bait of this shit

That's word to my momma, man

(Staten Island, nigga, what, nigga?)

Coke, spoon throwers (Get ya money right)

(Gotta know how real do this)

Slew-footed mothafuckas, I pop all y'all niggas

Y'all niggas is fucked, straight up

We back in here now, mothafuckas

It's the fuckin' Unit, you heard

That's the Theodore Unit

Y'all mothafuckas better recognize

Aight? That's my word

(Yeah, nigga, yeah)