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 spits next time if you talk (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic spits next 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 print distrified, you're no desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your
I'm on fire, holly in octane
Let each bang, let west coast bang
And Rule bring the ghetto gospel
To 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4
Slugs flyin at the speed of
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz runnin their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your
I really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our out
Leavin 'em out, dead, in just a sport
'cause we playin up here in New York

- Fat Joe]
I got a hundred guns, a 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 hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New (New York)
And you can I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And is how we do)

2 - Fat Joe]
Nigga I can see the coke in nose
This ain't a movie, he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to god
But now Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage
And everybody crazy how they're AK spit
But we this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the shook 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 cook
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme
Got bitches on top of the
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around
Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for
And you already know the x is 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, Nigga fuck you thought (you thought)
And you can't shit for granted, because life is too short (too short)
I got a guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York
(Aha, and is how we do)

[Verse 3 -
I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a
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 when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America
Wise has
And you know they say that you it whenever you die with your eyes open
I hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin out them old rifles
doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm like you
Word 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 me I'm the best it's a compliment

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