Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Those

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

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

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

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

There's no remorse, fuck these thug niggaz, me the boss
Gimme a hustle the risk of goin' up North
I love my freedom, and you 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 bystanders to get hit with a spare
Like I really care who catches strays the Mac
Like I care who you paid to rap on your track

Nigga you wack, you bringin' nuttin' for us
I got songs the Devil and Jesus singin' on the chorus
You ignore us, nigga 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
ca-ca, chill 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, bla-bla
ca-ca, chill pa-pa, no ah-ahh

Can't no come at me, this battle the Bronx'll back me
Got the nicest niggaz alive 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 smoked you with two jabs
My game is tight, you play, just name your price
Fame to ice, brains your life, the game is sheist

And I'm the trifest on the
Even in school I was nominated the likeliest to kill
bastard 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

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

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

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