Luyện nghe bài hát Juice (Know the Ledge) *

Sip the juice 'cause I got to go around
And the thought place uptown
I up on the sidewalk where I learned street talk
And taught to hawk New York

I go to Queens for to get the crew from Brooklyn
Make money in Manhattan and been token
Go Uptown and the to boogie down
Get strong on the Island, and lay around

Time to my juice back up
Props back up, 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 too close to the edge
Let's see if I know the

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

Somebody's got to suffer, I just spare one
And a brother a fair one
alert and on "P's"
And I do work with these Hercules

Switch to southpaw, your right jaw
'Cause I don't 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 like stress
Streets ain't a place for innocent to stand
Nutting's gonna stop the

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

Shells lay on the battleground
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 brain

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

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

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

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

When I cook beef, the smoke never clear
Areas in fear but this 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 the train
sip, "Cristal" and whisper my name

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

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

me, she didn't want to let me loose
Come get me, that's if you to sip the juice
'Cause the streets 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 close to the
I guess I know the ledge