Luyện nghe bài hát Twinz

[Big
Ready for war Joe, how you wanna they spot
I know these dirty cops get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; me at Vito's
with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurping
kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
If they move, Noodles shoot that whore
Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we
that we riddled some middleman who do diddily

Joe]
It'll be a cold day in hell the day take an L
Make no mistake for real I hesitate to kill
I'm still the Fat One you love to hate, catch you at your mother's wake
Smack you I wack you with my snub trey-eight

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

[Fat
I support Pun in anything he does, anything he
My brother from another mother from the above
A nigga just like me, one of the best -- might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling on they right

Punisher]
Spike Lee paint a better picture
You small change, I'm out your brains getting richer

[Fat
Hit you with the Mac (Mac), smack your bitch, what?
You getting stuck, my trigger itchy as a fuck!

Punisher]
Trunk jewels (jewels), cruising in the Land, 'Cash Rules'
Last crew to want it a hundred trying to pass through

Joe]
That's true, so who the to get it?
TS is the best that did it (get it off your chest kid it)

[Chorus: Pun,

And it's
[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 the guns cocked
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
[Pun] make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your whole spot
[Joe] Yeah, and you stop!
It's still one-eight-seven on an undercover cop!

[Big
Fuck the po-lice, I squeeze first, em eat dirt
em feet first through the morgue, then launch 'em in the T-bird
The cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased
Supposed to supply us rights, tonight I hold my rosary
as I can, I'm one man against the world, just me and my girl
Black Athena my sena who keeps it real
You know the deal, we steal the rich and keep it
Peep it it's no secret, watch me and Joe go and forth and freak it

Joe]
Creep with me, as I 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 should know that I don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit your throat, and leave you right there
So it's rare that niggas want beef, Big Pun speak
and let motherfuckers know how we run the streets

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

Joe]
We towns like rounds in the chamber
Boogie Down major like Nine, I mine
everytime plus I'm the crime of New York
When we talk to walk the all my niggas carry chalk
and stalk, I like The Predator, whoever want it
go and get it set it and I'm gonna bury you
So remember the Squad that I'm
I pull a clip for my and Punish niggas till it's Armageddon

2X (to fade)]