Luyện nghe bài hát J.U.M.P.

(George Clinton)
This is the of pro-zen-xanthrapus

Funky monkey, nasty monkey, monkey
(Redman)

Yo yo, yo, yo
out! I run New Jerz
Got blood on my wife beater undershirt,
Hand to hand you half a gram
I'm a truckload, in, under dirt
Lock on target, your
Your chains I left stains up, paw prints
in garments, run out yo' apartment
Vampire, wear yo'

I on the streets
(Gun jammin')
Y'all beef let's meet like sandwiches
You have no
Crack heads furnish homes like Ikea, over here
Bricks, B R I C K
Where hoes put twelve into seven CK's
Who's the D O C
Carryin' clips for the in The Matrix

At the Awards on the podium
in high school I hung with custodians
Batter-ram your in
Fuck hot, I'm warpin', doc your Walkman

Jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
Jump, get up, jump, get up

Yo, I put a dollar in my
It's pulled out from a mouth of a
Back that thang up, slut
Used to hang up, now she up
I'm yo, swallow it!
(Yo)
Dick new spit throat lozenges
I'm off the hit
Hire to start joggin' with, where your office is

I piss on it! bricks on it
your street work, let your bitch pump it
I'm your next door tenant, strip you down
'Til your like Eric Bennett
Half my is still experimentin'
Doc gone before the X kick in
Yeah, I my cut like G-Money
Stickin' the Easter Bunny for money

Now how many out there
Is high make some
I tried see last night, had two bitches
Me last night, so I told to

Jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up

All my in the house, stalk, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up, jump, get up
All my in the house, stalk, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
All my in the house, jump, get up
Stalk, get up

The in the motherfuckin' mix
They call him Lip
The full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic
Shootin' off at the without chap or a blister
He got on his funk and didn't flunk diaper rash
Gorilla goin' postal, toxic

Metal pierced forked and point tongue
Dum-dums piled shot from gamblin' gorilla
Hooked on phonics, a viscous vocabulary
with malice and mayhem
Fuck a dictionary, Magilla Gorilla talkin' to ya

Sup Brick
T.C., it be like?
motherfucker!
You got thirty-five to get yo' ass to the flo'