Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

Sip the juice I got enough to go around
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 queens to get the crew Brooklyn
Make money in and never been token
Go and the Bronx to boogie down
Get strong on the Island, recoup and lay

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

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

Corners' trifling 'cause shorty's
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

got to suffer, I just 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 your jaw
I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall
Smooth but I move an army
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to me

Putting brothers to rest like Elliot
'Cause I don't like
Streets ain't a place for innocent to stand
Nutting's gonna stop the

chill like Pacino, kill like DeNiro
Black Gambino, die a hero
Living on shaky too close to the edge
Let's see if I the ledge!

Shells lay on the battleground
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 like a buckshot
Who cares where it goes, just keep the closed
No remorse when a is lost
I paid my paid the cost

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

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

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

When I cook beef, the smoke never clear
in fear but this here's a fear!
Living life too to the edge
Hoping that I know the

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

I up like an exercise
Check the intellect and inspect the
Select the best one, her to the side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the

my resume she's know I'm 'ready cool
Just me after school
We can moan and groan until your mom 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 of blood, I lay close to the edge
I guess I know the ledge