Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

Sip the juice I got enough to go around
And the thought takes uptown
I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned street
And then taught to hawk New

I go to for queens to get the crew from Brooklyn
money in Manhattan and never been token
Go Uptown and the Bronx to down
Get on the Island, recoup and lay around

Time to build my juice up
back up, suckers get smacked up
Don't the clout, you know what I'm about
niggaz off, knocking niggaz out

Shaking 'em up, 'em up
'em up, breaking 'em up
Standing on shaky grounds too close to the
see if I know the ledge

Corners' trifling 'cause shorty's
I get cock-d forty's of beer
Here's a sip for the crew that's
If I get revenge, they rest in peace

Somebody's got to suffer, I just spare one
And give a a fair one
Stay and on "P's"
And I do work these like Hercules

Switch to southpaw, your right jaw
I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall
Smooth but I move an army
Bulletproof down in case brothers try to me

brothers to rest like Elliot Ness
'Cause I don't stress
Streets ain't a for innocent bystanders to stand
Nutting's stop the plan

I'll chill like Pacino, like DeNiro
Gambino, die like a hero
Living on grounds too close to the edge
see if I know the ledge!

Shells lay around on the
bodies are found throughout the town
Tried to put shame in my game to a name
I'm-a put it on a bullet, put it in your

Rip the like a buckshot
Who cares where it goes, just keep the closed
No remorse when a is lost
I my dues- paid the cost

And my pockets are fat
Wherever I'm at, I get the mat
Even if my steep with one deep
I attract attention, people to peep

So come say hi to the
say goodbye, I don't plan to die
'Cause I get and I got troops
And crazy

In control of many like Khomeini
out wit Smith and Wesson, don't try to play me
I'm at war a lot, Anwar Sadat
But no warning shot, my gun is a lot

When I cook beef, the will never clear
in fear but this here's a fear!
Living too close to the edge
Hoping I know the ledge

A new morn, no time to yawn
Shower's on, on
for school, I catch the train
Girls sip, "Cristal" and my name

I up like an exercise
Check the intellect and the thighs
Select the best one, her to the side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the

my resume she's know I'm 'ready cool
Just me after school
We can moan and until your mom come home
And you be me Al "Dope" Capone

Sweatin' me, she didn't want to let me
Come get me, that's if you to sip the juice
the streets await me, so I take my gun off safety
'Cause a lot of hate me

Coming out of the building, set me up
Sprayed wit automatics, wet me up
In a puddle of blood, I lay to the edge
I guess I didn't know the