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

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

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

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

me "I'm nice with the hands don't provoke me"
Matter of bite off your arms if you owe me
Locally holding New York down Olkaly
And openly you vocally
See ain't a issue I just spend it an laugh
Fill my pockets with shit never it in half
owning a car I just jump in a cab
Go to the Ave, heal my buy me a bag
Back to the lab, doing it for and for Gab
But all these niggas on my tell living it drag
Isn't it sad, you making me mad
Don't make me stab'em till they shitting in bag

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

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

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

(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 our lifestyle fly
By to get me high by friends we get by, (2X)