Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my models
Rollin' old models, lowered old
Flowin' cold and goin' follows
Flower bearin', call it to the floor
sharin', call it devils to the door
Power, power, 'til ain't no devils
Flower, flowers, they be at the feet of my sun
a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum
And who do I meet, to the of my drum
It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a
All bitch tip, wasn't trappin' with no niggas
Had a long money, minor do that action for them
Her influence fully automatic, off the Richter, yeah
Walked up to my ride, me could she get inside
She pointed at her pistol so I properly
me, out here in the streets, she ain't have no competition
And me up on them beats, then we shared the same description
With a blunt between her lips, she said, "Now my proposition:
You just write a bunch of raps for me and go and spit 'em
Then we take 'em to the radio, the DJ spin 'em
Then we take 'em to the record and sell a couple million"

I already got the money, already got the
I see these other niggas, do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a beats
Not that "Superstar" shit, she wanted for the streets
Said it might 'bout a month, she said it better take a week
Gave my arm a punch and then she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw that thing the first time, you don't do it twice
But I a lil' more info on exactly what I write
Some details 'bout a female, your life and what you like"
She said, "My life is like a bitch, and I'm just my life"
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them niggas started
Like that boycott was and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a
Now we runnin' from some killers, I was so to my stomach
She was hangin' out the window with thumper she was dumpin'
Had a look her face that made me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', the curb
And ditched the whip and runnin'
Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little
So we ducked a bush and that's how we got overlooked
I was and breathin' hard
And she was sittin' there smokin'
we both started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"
And then we up and a light came down
And us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"

I already got the money, already got the
I see these other niggas, I'ma do it how did it
From a to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it

now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit that I've been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but still a bitch feel right at
Now where the
Get them asses to clappin'
Break down some of that candy and it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I never go back to trappin'
And who Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdance
With a lit match in your left hand, and your hand is a gas can
And at any given moment, I could this shit up
Why you standin' there just lookin', nigga? that shit up
Hop in some of this alien pussy, let me know how it
I'm just sayin', I'm gon' be and I ain't in no rush
Nah, nigga, nah
I ain't in no

Ayy I thought you couldn't rap, you learn how to do that?
Then you need me for if you already know how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn't even be in ho
If you told me from the we wouldn't be on this UFO
But I think that I can fly us, a key so I can try it
Never thought that I ever be a flyin' saucer pilot
But first thing's gon' be first, when we get to that earth
I'ma go back to them and you can go back to that work, nigga

I already got the money, got the bitches
I see these niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
Nigga we're home, home!
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen
You can me, I don't care—No!

Ayy look, the basic is, you can do whatever you wanna do.
I ain't 'bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this?
Like we jumpin' and shit.
You wanna go and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, rap. No you can't, nigga, this is space.
You can't, that, we goin' home. DROGAS!