Luyện nghe bài hát Juice

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

Another day in the life, no time for I'm tryin' to cake,
High stakes survival, increasing my rate
dilated, aim my sight fly straight
If I ever want my to see the light of day
find a way, weight of the world need a lift
If we bags I know we gon' need a tip,
free to give my man but I don't need a disk,
With the grip of tracks, it's nothing for me to skip,
We the creed of a breed and you never read and
Since you see it son that's, if'n you ever see us,
My nemesis, why you being a
Ill be sights sippin on somethin' with seoritas,
Pro peace, let 'em read
a Palestinian, Israeli or Lebanese,
Behold the horse I'm paler to be
I'm tryin to catch some I'm sailing the seven seas
I float my friends, scuttle my and we
Constantly in the 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
me, give me, give me the juice

Crawling out of the casket, I from madness,
I've in the media feeding off the sadness,
If any an coming rattling as if,
He for Armageddon now wet him in acid
I've been in the bitch, playing the sidekick
Surprised realize the size of my dick,
They blog and criticize the of my shit,
Straddle up on a alone and you ride dick,
Better get him a stretcher, an 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 got a chain yet, you're hearing the same vet,
Could say that I'm I made it out of a train wreck,
me to speed it up motherfucker it ain't Tech
It's idiots study up on on the name check!
I in the canvas, I'm in the paint, they ain't -- ready
I spray seven or eight I'm alive to aim
It's like me and Jason the same 'chete,
So 'Raw' I'm 'Delirious' it ain't Eddie!
It don't I don't chatter at all to y'all,
The new is out of an old catalog,
The is that of an old rabid dog,
Who might have good on that day but he got it all
juice!

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

Wakin' him up, shakin' the
Pagans that are mating fornicatin'
With hate and lust,
Eatin' bloody steak and bacon with
They can abrup-tly be taken by
And I'm placin' blade in his guts,
Amazing to us sleknov raisin' a cup to,
Layin' the blade today who in blood Bedlam,
Might behead ya psyches dead for he bled
But Ike said to knife Negras!
Bright ran away for the night I'm a
Hate my inner light I stray see the fright,
I ... I innovate in the fight I'mma incinerate a mic!
Men when I write they disintegrate!
It's over, of a soldier
Chose to be cold and overload ya vulgar
S'posed to be old but the gettin' bolder
And hoes lose they never holdin' they composure
juice! ... Bitch!

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