Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

Sip the juice I got enough to go around
And the thought takes uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned talk
And taught to hawk New York

I go to Queens for queens to get the crew Brooklyn
Make money in Manhattan and never token
Go Uptown and the Bronx to boogie
Get on the Island, recoup and lay around

Time to my juice back up
Props up, suckers get smacked up
Don't the clout, you know what I'm about
Knocking niggaz off, knocking out

Shaking 'em up, 'em up
Raking 'em up, 'em up
Standing on shaky grounds too close to the
see if I know the ledge

Corners' 'cause shorty's here
I get liffin' forty's of beer
Here's a sip for the crew deceased
If I get revenge, they rest in peace

Somebody's got to suffer, I just spare one
And give a brother a one
alert and on "P's"
And I do work with these Hercules

Switch to southpaw, split your jaw
'Cause I like y'all, I'm hype when night fall
Smooth but I like an army
Bulletproof down in brothers try to bomb me

Putting brothers to rest Elliot Ness
'Cause I like stress
Streets ain't a for innocent bystanders to stand
gonna stop the plan

I'll like Pacino, kill like DeNiro
Gambino, die like a hero
Living on shaky grounds too close to the
see if I know the ledge!

Shells lay around on the
Dead bodies are found the town
Tried to put in my game to make a name
I'm-a put it on a bullet, put it in brain

Rip the block like a
Who cares where it goes, keep the casket closed
No when a life is lost
I paid my paid the cost

And my are still fat
I'm at, I get the welcome mat
Even if my crew steep one deep
I attract attention, people to peep

So say hi to the badguy
Don't say goodbye, I don't to die
I get loose and I got troops
And crazy

In control of like Ayatollah Khomeini
Hang out wit Smith and Wesson, try to play me
I'm at war a lot, like Anwar
But no shot, my gun is warm a lot

When I cook beef, the smoke will clear
Areas in fear but this a fear!
Living life too close to the
Hoping I know the ledge

A brand new morn, no time to
Shower's on, on
Late for school, I catch the
sip, "Cristal" and whisper my name

I push up like an
Check the intellect and inspect the
Select the one, pull her to the side
Keep her occupied for the of the ride

Read my resume she's know I'm cool
meet me after school
We can moan and groan until your mom come
And you be me Al "Dope" Capone

me, she didn't want to let me loose
Come get me, that's if you want to sip the
'Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off
a lot of niggaz hate me

Coming out of the building, set me up
wit automatics, they wet me up
In a puddle of blood, I lay to the edge
I guess I didn't the ledge