Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Those

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

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

You got to those, jokers who pop those
You know those, snot-nosed
I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla
That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh

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

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

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

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

Nigga you wack, you ain't bringin' for us
I got with the Devil and Jesus singin' on the chorus
You ignore us, nigga you know how we roll
in the clip and one in the hole

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

You got to those, jokers who pop those
You know those, snot-nosed
I spot those, actin' rah rah, talkin' bla-bla
That's ca-ca, pa-pa, no ah-ahh

Can't no comp at me, this battle the Bronx'll back me
Got the nicest alive talkin' bout, "Papi's nasty"
Cocky crafty Rocky sassy Puerto Rock Apache
Posse not even the could catch me

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

And I'm the on the field
Even in school I was nominated the most likeliest to
This steal, a full clip and a extra
And I'ma blast ya til your whole click
you muerta, it ain't me it's the metra
'Tate quieta, the got a bad temper

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

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

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