Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

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

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

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

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

Corners' trifling shorty's here
I get cock-d liffin' forty's of
Here's a sip for the that's deceased
If I get revenge, then rest in peace

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

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

Putting brothers to rest like Elliot
'Cause I like stress
Streets ain't a place for bystanders to stand
gonna stop the plan

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

lay around on the battleground
Dead bodies are 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 block like a
Who cares where it goes, just keep the closed
No remorse when a is lost
I paid my dues- the cost

And my are still fat
Wherever I'm at, I get the mat
if my crew steep with one deep
I attract attention, like to peep

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sweatin' me, she want to let me loose
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 niggaz me

out of the building, they 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