Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

Sip the juice 'cause I got enough to go
And the takes place uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk I learned street talk
And then taught to hawk New

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

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

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

Corners' trifling 'cause here
I get cock-d forty's of beer
Here's a sip for the that's deceased
If I get revenge, then they rest in

Somebody's got to suffer, I might spare one
And a brother a fair one
alert and on "P's"
And I do work with these like

Switch to southpaw, split right jaw
I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall
Smooth but I move like an
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to me

brothers to rest like 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
Black Gambino, die a hero
Living on grounds too close to the edge
Let's see if I the ledge!

Shells lay on the battleground
bodies are found throughout the town
Tried to put in my game to make a name
put it on a bullet, put it in your brain

Rip the like a buckshot
Who cares where it goes, just keep the casket
No remorse when a life is
I paid my paid the cost

And my are still fat
Wherever I'm at, I get the mat
Even if my crew with one deep
I attract attention, like to peep

So say hi to the badguy
say goodbye, I don't plan to die
'Cause I get and I got troops
And juice

In control of many like Khomeini
out wit Smith and Wesson, don't 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
in fear but this here's a fear!
Living life too to the edge
Hoping I know the ledge

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

I push up an exercise
Check the intellect and the thighs
the best one, pull her to the side
Keep her for the rest of the ride

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

me, she didn't want to let me loose
Come get me, if you want to sip the juice
'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 I didn't know the ledge