Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my role
Rollin' old models, lowered old
cold and goin' gold follows
Flower bearin', call it to the floor
sharin', call it devils to the door
Power, power, 'til ain't no anymore
Flower, flowers, be droppin' at the feet of my sun
Move a thousand per hour down the street of my slum
And who do I meet, to the beat of my
It was Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, wasn't trappin' with no
Had a long money, do that action for them figures
Her fully automatic, crackin' off the Richter, yeah
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 them beats, we shared the same description
With a blunt her lips, she said, "Now here's my proposition:
You just write a bunch of 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 and sell a couple million"

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

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a beats
Not that "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin' for the
Said it might take 'bout a month, she it better take a week
Gave my arm a little punch and she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw thing the first time, you don't gotta do it twice
But I need a more info on exactly what I write
Some details 'bout a female, 'bout your and what you like"
She said, "My is like a bitch, and I'm just like my life"
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them started bussin'
Like that was over and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from to a hunnid
Now we runnin' from some killers, I was so sick to my
She was hangin' out the window with that thumper she was
Had a look her face that made me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', jumped the
And the whip and started runnin'
Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little
So we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got
I was shook and breathin'
And she was there smokin' kush
Then we both started to glow, we looked 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, already got the
I see these niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen

Well now this the shit I'm 'bout, the shit that I've been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but still a bitch right at home
Now the bitches?
Get them intergalactic to clappin'
Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a for a rapper
Now I never go back to trappin'
And who needs Atlanta when on Saturn gettin' a lapdance
With a lit match in your left hand, and 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 this pussy, let me know how it work
I'm just sayin', I'm 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 already know how to
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, even be in this ho
If you me from the jump we wouldn't be on this UFO
But I think that I can fly us, a key so I can try it
thought that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilot
But first thing's gon' be first, we get back to that earth
I'ma go back to them raps and you can go to that work, nigga

I already got the money, got the bitches
I see these other niggas, do it how they did it
we're goin' home, home!
From a trapper to a rapper, to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it
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 jumpin' and shit.
You go back and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can't, nigga, is space.
You can't, that, we goin' home. DROGAS!