Luyện nghe bài hát Juice

What's up
It's Chingy slot a lot in the
We got Jackpot The in the back
We came herre to address a certain issue
That all you playas need to know about, for real

[Hook:
these hoes (what)
Juice hoes (say it)
All my grab ya nuts
And these hoes (c'mon)
Juice hoes (what)
Juice hoes (say it)
All my grab ya nuts
And juice hoes (you tell her)
Trick get (uh)
Trick get (you tell her)
get back fo' yo ass get smacked (you tell her)
Trick get (what)
Trick get back (you her)
Trick get back fo' yo head get

1: Chingy]
You can't fool me ho, wit that movie star
yo ass to the sto', get a job and blow
Why I love ya? why should I kiss ya?
Gang of banged ya, that's why I diss ya
paint a picture, didn't them gang hit ya?
Now you want me to Sugar Daddy all wit ya
Crazy as a patient in a wheelchairr
Take that weave out, and go get some real
play Truth or Darre
Is it that you gave head in a phone booth
Girl that shit ain't you, but oh, you don't
I'm out I see you sharre
I don't want to fuck, I want to get in them
But first I gotta G, ain't too
I Dip, my set, your strip, your check, my grip
Trick, set out lips, and them hips

[Bridge:
Ho you get a dolla from me (Not one dolla)
A is yo man-to-be (That's me)
You are the weakest link, you I don't need (go on bout ya biz)
All my cats, you say it wit me, we...

Chingy]

[Verse 2:
Go on wit that depressiveness, minded aggressive shit
Last in a tension click, really don't know who you wit
Nah I see no sensual shit
Un-dis-respectful bitch, a look at my neck-a-lace
Bother when you get up fo' break-fast
You can let pansies hit, 'til you reach my man still miss
Never delt wit pressure pimp, I retire don't never
Girls talk, dudes do it, I ain't herre to a chick
My is never sweat a chick, put em up front just like Letterman
I'm a better Cris, she than the last freak that exit chick
She to be rubbed wit Panathan
Talk you like and get her ends

Chingy]
Ho you get a dolla from me (Not one dolla)
A playa is yo (That's me)
You are the weakest link, girl you I need (go on bout ya biz)
All my cats, you say it wit me, we...

[Hook:

[Verse 3:
done did us so many times I gotta do these hoes
Quit lookin at me, y'all funny I don't carre if you these
how I view these hoes, hatas use these hoes
Use these hoes for what they worth then these hoes
Pimp's spelled wit 2 P's hoe, I that you see O's
In my and my neck huh, it's usually fro's
I like ya groupie hoes, come to me show
rub without child support, now sue me hoe
Cuz..

[Bridge:
Ho you get a dolla from me (Not one dolla)
A is yo man-to-be (That's me)
You are the link, girl you I don't need (go on bout ya biz)
All my cats, you say it wit me, we...

Chingy] -x2