Luyện nghe bài hát Twinz (deep Cover '98)

Ready for war Joe, how you wanna they spot
I know these dirty that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's
Meet me at Vito's with Noodles, we'll do dude while he's slurping spaghetti
kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack
Buck em all if they move, Noodles shoot that whore
Dead in the middle of Little little did we know
That we riddled some who didn't do diddly

It'll be a day in hell the day I take an L
Make no mistake for real I wouldn't hesitate to
I'm still the fat one that you to hate
Catch you at your wake, smack you then I whack you with my snub trey-eight

I rub face off the Earth and curse your family children
Like Amityville I the nerves in your cavity filling
Insanity's a pavilion in my civilian
The cannon be the anarchy that humanity's
A villain without remorse, who's to out your boss
Forever and all the cheddar like child support

I support Pun in anything he does, anything he
My brother from mother sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me, one of the -- might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling on right knee

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

Hit you with the Mac, smack your bitch, nigga
You getting stuck, my trigger finger's as a fuck!

jewels, cruising in the Land, pumping "Cash Rules"
Last crew to it caught a hundred trying to pass through

That's true (So who the to get it?)
TS the best that did it (Get it off your chest kid it and it's)

Yeah, and you stop!
(Twenty shot Glock with the cop fill 'em to the top)
Yeah, and you stop!
Joey the rock, and Big Pun keeps the guns cocked)
Yeah, and you stop!
(We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I blow your spot
Yeah, and you stop!
It's still one-eight-seven on an cop

the police, I squeeze first, make em eat dirt
Take em feet first through the morgue, lodge 'em in the deep earth
The street's cursed, the amendment's culturally biased
to supply us with rights, tonight I hold my rosary tight as I can
I'm one man against the world, just me and my
Black Pearl Latina mas fina but keeps it
You know the deal, we from the rich and keep it
Peep it it's no secret, watch me and Joe go and forth and freak it

Creep me, as I cruise in my Beemer
All the in the ghetto call me Don Cartagena
Kicking ass as I off heat, and
You never see me talk to police,
You know that I really don't care
Pull you by the hair, slit throat, and I'll leave you right there
So beware it's rare that niggas want beef, Big Pun
And let these motherfuckers know how we run the

Fuck peace, I run the streets deep no compassion
Puerto Ricans for slashing catching niggas while they sleeping
No relaxing, keep your open, sharp reflexes
Three techses in the Jeep just in case police test us
Street professors, Squad, ghetto scholars
mob, inflicts the fear of God when the metal hollers
Better acknowledge or get knocked down until I'm locked and shot
Heather B. make me put my Glock Down

We lock towns rounds in the chamber
Boogie Down major Nine, I bust mine
Every time plus I'm the crime boss of New
Where we taught to the walk, all my niggas carry chalk
And stalk, I like the Predator
want it, go and get it set it baby and I'mma bury ya
So the Squad that I'm repping
I fill a clip of my and Punish niggas 'til it's armaggedeon

Yeah, and you stop!
(Twenty shot with the cop killers fill 'em to the top)
Yeah, and you stop!
Joey cracks the rock, and Big Pun the guns cocked)
Yeah, and you stop!
(We'll make it hot nigga, what bring it I your whole spot
Yeah, and you stop!
It's still on an undercover cop