Luyện nghe bài hát J.U.M.P.

(George Clinton)
This is the story of

Funky monkey, nasty monkey, monkey
(Redman)

Yo yo, yo, yo
Watch out! I run New
Got blood on my wife undershirt, look
Hand to hand you half a gram
I'm a truckload, backin' in, dirt
Lock on target, your
Your I left stains up, gorilla paw prints
in garments, run out yo' apartment
Vampire, yo' garlic

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

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

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 in my zipper
It's pulled out a mouth of a stripper
Back that thang up, slut
Used to up, now she brain up
I'm yo, swallow it!
(Yo)
Dick new shit spit throat
I'm off the hit
Hire security to joggin' with, where your office is

I piss on it! bricks on it
Take your work, let your bitch pump it
I'm your next door tenant, that'll strip you
'Til your barefooted like Eric
Half my brain is experimentin'
Doc already gone the X kick in
Yeah, I want my cut like
Stickin' the Easter Bunny for sneaker

Now how muh'fuckers out there
Is high some noise
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 linguistic full metal jacket of vernacular
Shootin' off at the mouth chap or a blister
He got on his funk and didn't flunk diaper rash
Gorilla goin' postal, verbally

Metal pierced forked and hollow tongue
Dum-dums piled from gamblin' gorilla gums
on phonics, packin' a viscous vocabulary
Malicious malice and mayhem
Fuck a dictionary, Magilla Gorilla talkin' to ya

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