Luyện nghe bài hát Twinz

[Big
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow spot
I know these cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at
with Noodles, we'll do dude while he's slurping spaghetti
kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
If they move, Noodles that fucking whore
in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we some middleman who didn't do diddily

Joe]
It'll be a cold day in the day I'll take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to
I'm still the Fat One that you love to hate, catch you at mother's wake
Smack you then I wack you my snub trey-eight

Punisher]
I rub your face off the Earth and curse your children
like Amityville drill the in your cavity filling
Insanity's building up pavilion in my
The cannon be the anarchy that dealing
A villain remorse, who's willing to out your boss
Forever and take all the cheddar like child

Joe]
I support Pun in anything he does, he loves
My brother from another mother sent from the
A thug just like me, one of the best -- might be
Even better leaving kneeling on they right knee

Punisher]
Spike Lee couldn't paint a better
You small change, I'm out your brains getting richer

Joe]
Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack your bitch, what?
You getting stuck, my trigger finger's as a fuck!

[Big
Trunk jewels (jewels), cruising in the Land, pumping Rules'
Last crew to want it caught a trying to pass through

[Fat
true, so who the next to get it?
TS is the best that did it (get it off your kid admit it)

Pun, Joe]

[Pun] And
[Joe] Here, and you stop!
[Pun] Twenty glock with the cop killer fill em to the top
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
[Pun] Joey Crack's the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns
Yeah, and you don't stop!
[Pun] We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow whole spot
Yeah, and you don't stop!
[Pun] still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!

Punisher]
Fuck the po-lice, I first, make em eat dirt
Take em feet first through the morgue, launch 'em in the T-bird
The street's cursed, the amendment's culturally biased
Supposed to supply us with rights, I hold my rosary
tight as I can, I'm one man against the world, just me and my
Black Pearl Athena my sena who it real
You know the deal, we steal the rich and keep it
it it's no secret, watch me and Joe go back and forth and freak it

[Fat
with me, as I cruise in my Beemer
All the kids in the ghetto me Don Cartagena
ass as I blast off heat, and
you see me talk to police, so
you know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit your throat, and I'll leave you there
So beware rare that niggas want beef, Big Pun speak
and let these motherfuckers how we run the streets

[Big
Fuck peace, I run the deep with no compassion, Puerto Ricans
known for slashing catching while they sleeping, no relaxing
Keep eyes open, sharp reflexes
Three techses in the Jeep Lexus just in case ask us
Street professors, Squad, ghetto scholars
Fill the clips off, the fear of God when the metal hollers
Better or get knocked down until I'm locked and shot down
Heather B couldn't make me put my Down

[Fat
We lock like rounds in the chamber
Boogie major like Nine, I bust mine
everytime plus I'm the crime boss of New
When we to walk the walk all my niggas carry chalk
and stalk, I prey like The Predator, whoever it
go and get it set it and I'm gonna bury you
So remember the that I'm repping
I pull a clip for my weapon and Punish till it's Armageddon

2X (to fade)]