Luyện nghe bài hát Juice

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

day in the life, no time for play I'm tryin' to cake,
High stakes survival, my fire rate
Eyes dilated, aim my fly straight
If I want my record to see the light of day
I'mma a way, weight of the world need a lift
If we carry bags I know we need a tip,
You're free to give my man but I don't a disk,
With the grip of tracks, it's really for me to skip,
We the of a better breed and you never read and
Since you never see it son that's, you ever see us,
My nemesis, why you a Ebenezer?
Ill be seein' sights sippin on with seoritas,
Pro political peace, let 'em
a Palestinian, Israeli or Lebanese,
Behold the horse I'm paler to be
I'm tryin to some while I'm sailing the seven seas
I my friends, scuttle my enemies and we
in the struggle for energy,
I rock steadily in the ready or not
Pushin' my for plenty plenty a pop,
I'm guap my man I got plans
To cop land and lay in in the hot sand,
I 'Know the Ledge', my Roxanne,
Another dollar another day in the 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 been in the feeding off the sadness,
If any an enemy rattling as if,
He ready for now wet him in acid
I've been in the back bitch, the sidekick
Surprised they realize the of my dick,
They blog and the lines of my shit,
Straddle up on a iron and you ride dick,
Better get him a stretcher, an mask,
Socks and gym bags, box of Fast,
I dead 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 made it out of a wreck,
Want me to speed it up motherfucker it Tech
It's idiots study up on on the name check!
I zone in the canvas, I'm in the paint, they -- ready
I spray seven or I'm alive to aim steady
It's like me and Jason using the 'chete,
So 'Raw' I'm nigger it ain't Eddie!
It matter I don't chatter at all to y'all,
The new is out of an old catalog,
The instinct is that of an old dog,
Who might have been good on day but he got it all
juice!

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

Wakin' him up, the fuck
Outta Pagans are mating fornicatin'
With and sick lust,
Eatin' bloody and bacon with Satan
They can abrup-tly be taken by
And I'm placin' this in his guts,
Amazing to us raisin' a cup here's to,
Layin' the blade who bathin' in blood Bedlam,
Might behead ya dead for life he bled
But Ike said to knife Negras!
ran away for the night I'm a sinner
Hate my inner light when I see the fright,
I generate ... I innovate in the fight I'mma a mic!
Men obey when I they disintegrate!
over, soul of a soldier
Chose to be cold and overload ya with
S'posed to be old but the gettin' bolder
And hoes lose clothes never holdin' they composure
juice! ... Bitch!

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