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

[Verse 1 - Ja
Yall is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now it's time to
You're distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, holly in octane
Let each coast bang, let coast bang
And Rule gonna bring the gospel
To every possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs at the speed of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin mouths
I might get my niggaz to run in your house
I don't really understand what the about
But we're hunters, we pride in airin our prey out
Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a
'cause we ain't 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 tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New (New York)
I got a ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm New York (New York)
(And is how we do)

2 - Fat Joe]
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 rather find a menage
And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK
But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray
Not me, I'm the homie, got the industry shook like
"Naw nigga, Joe let 'em loose on me"
True Story, I'm the T back
Roy Jones was forced to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said grind
Now we them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book
Got on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring Saturn
Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for
And you already the x is where the team be at

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

[Verse 3 -
I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a
Depending on how you treat her, you get rich
It's you gonna die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til light their spliffs
And that will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like Online
has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes
I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old
Just doin for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm just you
Word that niggaz 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 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, fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take for granted, because 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)