Luyện nghe bài hát Crunk Juice

I got a guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits time if you talk (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New (New York)
I got a that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
(And I know)

1 - Ja Rule]
Yall is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on wire
I'm on fire, dipped in octane
Let each coast bang, let coast bang
And gonna bring the ghetto gospel
To every 'hood possible, pushin in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, the 4 pound
Slugs flyin at the of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz runnin their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your
I don't really understand the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take in airin our prey out
Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in a sport
'cause we ain't up here in New York

[Hook - Fat
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New (New York)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm New York (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And is how we do)

[Verse 2 - Fat
Nigga I can see the in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his blown on the globe
And I was about to find god
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather a menage
And everybody talkin crazy how AK spit
But we this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"
True Story, I'm the T back
Even Roy Jones was to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre grind cook
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's book
Got bitches on top of the
And the pinky got bling, like the around Saturn
Cook coke, crack, niggaz for that
And you already know the x is the team be at

[Hook -
I got a guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm New York
(Aha, and is how we do)

[Verse 3 -
I swear it be sweeter, Life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you might get
It's you gonna die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they their spliffs
And that coke will get you a long
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America
Wise has
And you know they say that you deserved it you die with your eyes open
I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood them little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin out them old rifles
Just doin shit for nothin, it's so
Ha I'm like you
Word that niggaz murk you is in the air
A shot of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment

- Jadakiss]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga fuck you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too (too short)
I got a guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York
(Aha, and is how we do)