Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

Sip the 'cause I got enough to go around
And the thought takes place
I grew up on the sidewalk I learned street talk
And taught to hawk New York

I go to Queens for queens to get the crew from
Make money in and never been token
Go Uptown and the to boogie down
Get strong on the Island, and lay around

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

Shaking 'em up, 'em up
'em up, breaking 'em up
Standing on shaky grounds too to the edge
Let's see if I the ledge

trifling 'cause shorty's here
I get cock-d liffin' forty's of
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 a brother a fair one
Stay and on "P's"
And I do with these like Hercules

to southpaw, split your right jaw
'Cause I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night
Smooth but I like an army
Bulletproof down in brothers try to bomb me

Putting to rest like Elliot Ness
'Cause I don't like
Streets a place for innocent bystanders to stand
Nutting's gonna the plan

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I cook beef, the smoke will clear
Areas in fear but here's a fear!
Living too close to the edge
Hoping that I know the

A new morn, no time to yawn
on, power's on
Late for school, I catch the
sip, "Cristal" and whisper my name

I push up like an
Check the and inspect the thighs
Select the one, pull her to the side
Keep her occupied for the rest of the

Read my resume know I'm 'ready cool
meet me after school
We can moan and groan until your mom home
And you be me Al "Dope" Capone

Sweatin' me, she want to let me loose
get me, that's if you want to sip the juice
'Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off
'Cause a lot of hate me

Coming out of the building, set me up
Sprayed wit automatics, wet me up
In a of blood, I lay close to the edge
I guess I know the ledge