Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Those

Earth to Pun, in Pun
Water Boy, yeah yeah
The levels, the levels, the be good?
Levels is good, is good? Yeah

You got to watch those, who pop those
You know those, crusty-lipped
Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla
That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh

You got to watch those, jokers who pop
You those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed
Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin'
ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh

I'm quick to dumb out, run up in yo' with the guns out
your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth
Who can stop me? I told I'ma shoot you papi
Caught him in the crapper with the clapper, he was doin' caci

I'll probably die in jail, make it through life and fry in
Either way lead the way, cause only time'll tell
I rhyme for real, not that imaginary
I really will you and every one of my adversaries

There's no remorse, fuck these thug niggaz, show me the
Gimme a hustle the risk of goin' up North
I love my freedom, and you know I love my
So I gotta get ugh and mug for my per diem

I'll see him in hell, we'll it there, better it there
No innocent bystanders to get hit with a
Like I really who catches strays with the Mac
Like I really care who you paid to rap on track

Nigga you wack, you ain't nuttin' for us
I got songs with the Devil and Jesus singin' on the
You can't ignore us, you know how we roll
Sixteen in the clip and one in the

You got to watch those, who pop those
You those, crusty-lipped snot-nosed
Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla
That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh

You got to watch those, who pop those
You know those, crusty-lipped
Indeed I spot those, actin' rah rah, bla-bla
That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no

Can't no comp come at me, this battle the back me
Got the niggaz alive talkin' bout, "Papi's nasty"
crafty like Rocky sassy Puerto Rock Apache
Posse not the cops could catch me

I'm too fast, pounds, but I move ass
Soon as you spoke, I already you with two jabs
My game is tight, you play, just name your price
Fame to ice, your brains life, the game is sheist

And I'm the on the field
Even in school I was nominated the likeliest to kill
This bastard steal, a clip and a extra
And blast ya til your whole click respeta
Leave you muerta, it me it's the metra
quieta, the bitch got a bad temper

Don't surrender, you got a chance
You be lucky to leave half-dead, in an ambulance
So take a chance, but the worst
Put my so far up your ass
the sweat on my knee'll quench thirst
Ooh, "Thanks Pun"

You got to watch those, jokers who pop
You know those, snot-nosed
Indeed I those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla
That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no

You got to watch those, who pop those
You know those, snot-nosed
Indeed I spot those, rah rah, talkin' bla-bla
That's ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no