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

(Intro)
Yo what up, yeah yeah, so it determine
Delinquent habits and the Puerto bandit
"Big Pun" yo it out yo

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

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

me "I'm nice with the hands don't provoke me"
Matter of fact bite off 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, heal my buy me a bag
Back to the lab, doing it for and for Gab
But all these on my shirt tell living it drag
Isn't it sad, you making me mad
Don't me stab'em till they painfully shitting in bag

(Chorus)
All we wanna do is make the whole crowd
We keep it moving shaking like they puff a ounce
All we do is live our lifestyle fly
By merts to get me high by 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 con seed
To some we all feel heads and get back to something
Now who the fool that blew
That who you?
delinquentes Big Pun, and Juju
So time to break up-roll and piggy puff
You could bring a and it wouldn't be enough yo
Cus is a gun, your ribs up infested
Stick up, throw your clique up and get
Cus when the sun sets the moon rise
cheeky eyes with no surprise let the weed smoke rise

(Kemo)
The hypothetical scenario the imperial lyrical
Blaxican el pistolero cyclone taps again
Cracking your dome piece shaking bone piece
Heads banging be slanging to you hating suckas
With a new don't plan to complain
I wreck frame
Bite your before you mention my name
From L.A. to Nueva York where vatos be slanging coca
While be moving mota
Keeping trucha the chota
Me and my crew we break on to the other side
Words spread like the hepatitis virus
I need like Cyrus my platoon through the traitorous rise up
of your name we had joy, fun, seasons in the sun
Put the in the zone like the season had begun
All but one in my son the seasons is upon us
With an open invitation to my sisters and my

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