Luyện nghe bài hát Crunk Juice

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

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

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

[Verse 2 - Fat
Nigga I can see the coke in nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the
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 how they're AK spit
But we this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry like
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em on me"
Story, I'm bringin the T back
Even Roy Jones was to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said grind
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme
Got on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around
Cook coke, crack, fiend for that
And you already the x is where the team be at

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

3 - Jadakiss]
I it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a bitch
Depending on how you her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light spliffs
And that coke will get you a time
But I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with eyes open
I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little
Stick up kids, out with them old rifles
doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm like you
that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of yak and the is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm
So when you tell me I'm the best a compliment

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