Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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