Luyện nghe bài hát Juice

Give me, me, give me the juice
Give me, give me, me, give me the juice

Another day in the life, no time for play I'm to cake,
High stakes survival, increasing my rate
Eyes dilated, aim my sight fly
If I ever want my to see the light of day
I'mma find a way, weight of the world need a
If we bags I know we gon' need a tip,
You're free to give my man but I need a disk,
With the grip of tracks, it's really for me to skip,
We the creed of a better and you never read and
Since you never see it son that's, you ever see us,
My nemesis, why you being a
Ill be seein' sights sippin on somethin' seoritas,
Pro peace, let 'em read
With a Palestinian, or Lebanese,
the horse I'm paler to ever be
I'm tryin to catch some while I'm sailing the seven
I my friends, scuttle my enemies and we
Constantly in the for energy,
I rock steadily in the spot or not
Pushin' my for plenty plenty a pop,
I'm getting guap my man I got
To cop away and lay in in the hot sand,
I the Ledge', playin' my Roxanne,
Another another day in the rock band,
juice!

Give me, give me, give me the
Give me, give me, me the juice

Crawling out of the casket, I woke madness,
I've in the media feeding off the sadness,
If any an enemy coming as if,
He ready for now wet him in acid
I've been in the back bitch, the sidekick
Surprised realize the size of my dick,
blog and criticize the lines of my shit,
Straddle up on a iron and you ride dick,
get him a stretcher, an oxygen mask,
Socks and gym bags, box of Fast,
I lose weight, got a lot to get past,
For all that hate, I'm to get cash,
I ain't got a chain yet, you're hearing the vet,
Could say that I'm lucky I it out of a train wreck,
Want me to speed it up it ain't Tech
It's Godemis study up on on the name check!
I zone in the canvas, I'm in the paint, ain't -- ready
I spray or eight I'm alive to aim steady
It's me and Jason using the same 'chete,
So 'Raw' I'm 'Delirious' nigger it Eddie!
It don't matter I chatter at all to y'all,
The new is out of an old catalog,
The is that of an old rabid dog,
Who might been good on that day but he got it all
juice!

Give me, give me, give me the
Give me, give me, me the juice

Wakin' him up, shakin' the
Outta Pagans that are mating
hate and sick lust,
Eatin' bloody steak and with Satan
They can abrup-tly be taken by
And I'm this blade in his guts,
Amazing to us sleknov a cup here's to,
Layin' the blade today who in blood Bedlam,
Might behead ya dead for life he bled
But Ike said to these Negras!
Bright ran away for the I'm a sinner
my inner light when I stray see the fright,
I generate ... I in the fight I'mma incinerate a mic!
Men obey when I they disintegrate!
It's over, soul of a
Chose to be cold and overload ya with
S'posed to be old but the gettin' bolder
And hoes they clothes never holdin' they composure
juice! ... Bitch!

Give me, me, give me the juice
Give me, me, give me the juice