Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Those

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

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

You got to watch those, who pop those
You know those, snot-nosed
Indeed I 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' crib the guns out
your peeps, smack the baby teeth out your son mouth
Who can stop me? I told shorty I'ma shoot you
Caught him in the crapper with the clapper, he was doin' caci

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I'm the on the field
Even in school I was the most likeliest to kill
This steal, a full clip and a extra
And I'ma blast ya til your whole click
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 expect the
Put my foot so far up ass
the on my knee'll quench your thirst
Ooh, "Thanks Pun"

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