Luyện nghe bài hát Western Ways, Pt2 (La Selección) - Big Punisher

(Intro)
Yo up, yeah yeah, that's so it determine
Delinquent and the Puerto Rican bandit
"Big Pun" yo it out yo

(Big Punisher)
Yo now thats the last
I wanna shatter your glass jaw
I rather blast it to levels that's past
And left you all alone the dumb
How you gone win a one on one were I'm
like throwing Pun a gun and trying to run
With no equal-belia, I turn a mil-lion, now its on
Squeeze a mil-lion, is killin'em
leave'em in front of a buildin-on
Squinting like he swallow hel-ium, the streets of
An I'm the perfect weapon, who learn they lesson
I burn they vest in less than thirty
Teflon the lets get it on for real
I any plate with the fifty-mack god-drunill
I'm hard to like Aids, ganja still I blaze
You want the real I'm craze, don't ever around
I you down like you weigh a pound
an spray the town with the mack hundred rounds

(JuJu)
Zip the O.T., puffing on till I O.D.
mad cus all y'all hoes know me
Thugged out cat with a gold tee
Remotely resided here in Brooklyn till they me

Quote me "I'm nice with the hands don't me"
of fact bite off your arms if you owe me
Locally holding New York down like
And openly demolish you
See money ain't a issue I just it an laugh
Fill my pockets with shit never bend it in
Fuck a car I just jump in a cab
Go to the Ave, my self buy me a bag
to the lab, doing it for Rick and for Gab
But all niggas on my shirt tell living it drag
it sad, wishing you making me mad
Don't make me stab'em till they shitting in bag

(Chorus)
All we wanna do is make the whole crowd
We keep it moving shaking like puff a whole ounce
All we wanna do is live our fly
By to get me high by friends we get by, (2X)

(Ives)
Now the way hand tech stretch
East to West todos pull up un street sketch
I bring bomb grown from con seed
To some we all feel heads and get back to something
Now who the fool that through
said who you?
Somos delinquentes Big Pun, and
So time to break up-roll and piggy puff
You bring a libra and it wouldn't be enough yo
Cus is a gun, clap ribs up infested
up, throw your clique up and get arrested
Cus when the sun sets the moon gone
With cheeky eyes with no let the weed smoke rise

(Kemo)
The hypothetical scenario straight the imperial
Blaxican el baron cyclone taps again
Cracking your piece shaking your bone piece
Heads will be slanging to you hating suckas
a new role don't plan to complain
I wreck frame
Bite your before you mention my name
L.A. to Nueva York where some vatos be slanging coca
While others be mota
Keeping trucha from the
Me and my we break on through to the other side
spread like the hepatitis virus shit
I need like Cyrus my platoon the traitorous rains rise up
Proud of name we had joy, fun, seasons in the sun
Put the wine in the like the season had begun
All but one in my son the latin seasons is us
With an open invitation to my and my brothers

(Chorus)
All we wanna do is the whole crowd bounce
We keep it moving shaking like they puff a whole
All we wanna do is live our fly
By merts to get me high by we get by, (2X)