watch out!
E.S.G. & Slim Thug Lyrics


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Watch out for danger
It's that time of the month we jump
Watch out for bangers
I done seen the struggle turn my cousins into strangers
About some money it's funny how a nigga turned the tables
He ain't listen that's why he missin'
Watch out for danger
It's that time of the month we jump
Watch out for bangers
I done seen the struggle turn my cousins into strangers
About some money it's funny how a nigga turned the tables
He ain't listen that's why he missin'
I got nun to prove
Not too much to lose
Back in high school I was chillen' with the fools
I had broken shoes
Nigga it was bad news
I remember no lights in the house
Cause bills was passed due
Transferred to a new school
Cause I got kicked out
Lil' hard headed nigga from the south
Couple 40's & blicky's
Man that's I couple rounds
Oh ya shortie with you guess they bouta gun a couple down
Watch out for danger
It's that time of the month we jump
Watch out for bangers
I done seen the struggle turn my cousins into strangers
About some money it's funny how a nigga turned the tables
He ain't listen that's why he missin'
I just took a trip with a bad bitch
She got ass
Swear to god my bitch ain't average
Diamonds dancing
Like I hit the light switch
Ima flight risk
You catching feelings
I catch flight bitch
Look
I be on the gas like the throttle
Roll the dice nigga
You can spin the bottle
We take yo life
We goin send some shots at all of you
Bitch we ballin' too
We get that sack that's what you gotta do
Moving all the packs out the trap house
Ran off with ya sack that's a blackout
If I send a shot that's a man down
I ain't giving out shit nigga put ya hand down
And I got the racks just laying around
And I got a glock let it stand out
Aim it at his top knock ya mans down
And we Beating all the pots & the pans off.
Watch out for danger
It's that time of the month we jump
Watch out for bangers
I done seen the struggle turn my cousins into strangers
About some money it's funny how a nigga turned the tables
He ain't listen that's why he missin'
Watch out for danger
It's that time of the month we jump
Watch out for bangers
I done seen the struggle turn my cousins into strangers




About some money it's funny how a nigga turned the tables
He ain't listen that's why he missin'

Overall Meaning

The song "Watch Out!" by E.S.G. & Slim Thug is a cautionary tale about the perils of street life. The lyrics warn listeners to be on guard for danger and violence, particularly during certain times of the month when tensions may be high. The song's verses detail personal experiences with struggle, including poverty, violence, and loss of family members to the streets. Despite this, the chorus emphasizes the need to remain alert and cautious in order to survive.


One of the most striking aspects of "Watch Out!" is its vivid depictions of street life. The verses are full of explicit references to guns, drugs, and violence, creating a vivid picture of the harsh realities of life in the inner city. The song also touches on themes of loyalty and betrayal, as the singer laments how money and greed can turn friends and loved ones into strangers.


Another notable aspect of the song is its signature Houston sound, which blends Southern rap with elements of chopped and screwed music. The song features a slow, deliberate tempo and heavily distorted vocal samples, creating an almost hypnotic effect.


Line by Line Meaning

Watch out for danger
Be cautious of potential risks


It's that time of the month we jump
When things get heated and problems arise


Watch out for bangers
Be aware of dangerous individuals


I done seen the struggle turn my cousins into strangers
Hardship can create a divide between even close family members


About some money it's funny how a nigga turned the tables
People can be motivated by money, even if it causes them to switch sides unexpectedly


He ain't listen that's why he missin'
Not being receptive to advice can result in negative consequences


I got nun to prove
I have nothing to gain by trying to impress others


Not too much to lose
I am not in a risky or vulnerable position


Back in high school I was chillen' with the fools
In my younger days, I associated with misguided individuals


I had broken shoes
I did not have the means to afford nice footwear


Nigga it was bad news
The situation was not good


I remember no lights in the house
My family was struggling financially and we couldn't afford basic necessities


Cause bills was passed due
Because we couldn't pay our bills on time


Transferred to a new school
Moved to a different educational institution


Cause I got kicked out
Because of my own misbehavior


Lil' hard headed nigga from the south
A young and stubborn individual from southern United States


Couple 40's & blicky's
Possessing firearms and alcohol


Man that's I couple rounds
Likely to engage in violent confrontations


Oh ya shortie with you guess they bouta gun a couple down
Accompanied by someone who looks like they may shoot someone


I just took a trip with a bad bitch
I recently went on a trip with an attractive woman


She got ass
She has a large posterior


Swear to god my bitch ain't average
I genuinely believe my partner is exceptional


Diamonds dancing
Expensive jewelry sparkling and shining brightly


Like I hit the light switch
The sudden illumination of my diamonds is comparable to flipping on a light switch


Ima flight risk
I am likely to flee if things go wrong


You catching feelings
You are becoming emotionally invested


I catch flight bitch
I will leave without hesitation


I be on the gas like the throttle
I am constantly moving forward with intensity


Roll the dice nigga
Take a chance


You can spin the bottle
You have a chance at success


We take yo life
We are willing to use deadly force


We goin send some shots at all of you
We will attack everyone present


Bitch we ballin' too
We are also doing well financially


We get that sack that's what you gotta do
We obtain money through illegal activities


Moving all the packs out the trap house
We are selling drugs out of a run-down home


Ran off with ya sack that's a blackout
We stole your money and you are now in the dark


If I send a shot that's a man down
Anyone hit by my bullet will likely die


I ain't giving out shit nigga put ya hand down
I will not give you any money, so don't even ask


And I got the racks just laying around
I have a lot of money just lying around


And I got a glock let it stand out
I have a gun and will use it if necessary


Aim it at his top knock ya mans down
I will shoot someone in the head and kill them


And we Beating all the pots & the pans off.
We are making noise and causing a ruckus




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Written by: Jose Garcia

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