Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my models
old models, lowered old schools
Flowin' and goin' gold follows
Flower bearin', call it to the floor
Power sharin', call it to the door
Power, power, ain't no devils anymore
Flower, flowers, they be droppin' at the of my sun
Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my
And who do I meet, to the of my drum
It was Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, trappin' with no niggas
Had a long money, do that action for them figures
Her influence fully automatic, off the Richter, yeah
Walked up to my ride, me could she get inside
She pointed at her so I properly replied
Told me, out here in the streets, she have no competition
And with me up on them beats, then we shared the description
With a blunt between her lips, she said, "Now here's my
You just write a of raps for me and I'ma go and spit 'em
Then we take 'em to the radio, the DJ spin 'em
Then we take 'em to the record store and 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, to a rapper
to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen

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

I already got the money, got the bitches
I see other niggas, I'ma do it how they 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 'bout, the shit that I've been on
lightyears outer space, but still a bitch feel right at home
Now the bitches?
Get intergalactic asses to clappin'
down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I could never go back to
And who needs Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a
a lit match in your left hand, and your right hand is a gas can
And at any given moment, I could burn shit up
Why you standin' there just lookin', nigga? that shit up
Hop in some of alien pussy, let me know how it work
I'm sayin', I'm gon' be there and I ain't in no rush
Nah, nigga, nah
I in no rush

Ayy I thought you couldn't rap, when'd you learn how to do
Then what you need me for if you know how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, even be in this ho
If you told me from the jump we be on this UFO
But I that I can fly us, stole 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 to that earth
I'ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work,

I got the money, already got the bitches
I see other 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, it happen
You can me, I don't care—No!

Ayy look, the basic thing is, you can do you wanna do.
Like I ain't to pass up on all this shit, you see this?
Like we time 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!