Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my models
old models, lowered old schools
Flowin' cold and gold follows
Flower bearin', call it petals to the
Power sharin', it devils to the door
Power, power, ain't no devils anymore
Flower, flowers, be droppin' at the feet of my sun
Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my
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 with no niggas
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 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 same
With a blunt her lips, she said, "Now here's 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 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, trapper to a
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him a couple beats
Not that "Superstar" shit, she somethin' for the streets
it might take 'bout a month, she said 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 lil' more on exactly what I write
Some details 'bout a female, 'bout life 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 niggas started
that boycott was over and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a
Now we from some 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 that made me think 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 a bush and that's how we got overlooked
I was and breathin' hard
And she was sittin' there kush
Then we both started to glow, we looked around "What is this?"
And then we looked up and a light down
And us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"

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

Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit I've been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but a bitch feel right 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 could go back to trappin'
And who needs when you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdance
With a lit match in your hand, and your right hand is a gas can
And at any given moment, I could burn this up
Why you there just lookin', nigga? Turn that shit up
Hop in some of this 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 rap, when'd you learn how to do that?
Then what you need me for if you already how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we go, wouldn't even be in this ho
If you told me from the we wouldn't be on this UFO
But I think I can fly us, stole a key so I can try it
Never thought that I would ever be a flyin' pilot
But first gon' be first, when 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 to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it
You can kill me, I care—No!

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