Luyện nghe bài hát Juice

yeh, ah . . . ah
Boi-1da! . Drizzy!
Ahah.Uh

Yall don't really me
I can
My flow is sitting right inside da pocket on my
I'm still fly, you can't
Run this shit, Bolt
I write your records, aah, you sing ghost
20 thousand for a verse, is our routine
I'm getting rich, aah , you broke
chilling if even if I'm in a goose down
I cant see you through the Mosley
so i don't even flinch when you throw me fives
they try to measure up, but no one my size
Whatever 40 smokin to low my eyes
Beast mode on them, I never a night off
Every single thing a nigga purchase is a
Grounded as the one way am taking flight off
go ahead and cut the light off
cuz It's to go.

PLAYS

I hear my phone ringing ya call
I aint up or entertaining them at all
Got your girl face down, on the wall
While you and all your homeboys hang at Lenox
mmm, mmm, mmm
I relate
Riding with tags that a got from out-of-state
with a swag that a got from outer space
Just show me who's the imma knock him out his place
me homicide drizzy, about to kill your ego
I'm about ma green, puffin goody i'm Cee Lo
You can go and take a glance at your
while the Houston ship a pole zero
fantasy to you, to me
and ma g-pass is as valid as can be
I'm, I'm so fresh, a stylist agree
at your girl
while she's back at me like.