Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my role
old models, lowered old schools
Flowin' cold and gold follows
Flower bearin', call it to the floor
Power sharin', call it to the door
Power, power, 'til no devils anymore
Flower, flowers, they be at the feet of my sun
Move a miles 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, trappin' with no niggas
Had a long money, minor do 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 properly
Told me, out here in the streets, she have no competition
And with me up on beats, then we shared the same description
With a between her lips, she said, "Now here's my proposition:
You just a bunch of raps for me and I'ma go and spit 'em
Then we take 'em to the radio, the DJ better 'em
Then we take 'em to the record store and a couple million"

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, to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, him send a couple beats
Not that "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin' for the
Said it might take 'bout a month, she said it better take a
Gave my arm a little punch and she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw that thing the time, you don't gotta do it twice
But I a lil' more info on exactly what I write
Some details 'bout a female, 'bout your and what you like"
She said, "My life is a bitch, and I'm just like my life"
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, them niggas started bussin'
Like boycott 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 to my stomach
She was hangin' out the with that thumper she was dumpin'
Had a look upon her face that me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', jumped the
And ditched the whip and started
Tried to jump a wall, but it was a little tall
So we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got
I was shook and breathin'
And she was there smokin' kush
we both started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"
And then we looked up and a light down
And us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"

I got the money, already 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

Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit that I've on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but a bitch feel right at home
Now the bitches?
Get intergalactic asses to clappin'
Break down some of that candy and it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I could go back to trappin'
And who needs 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 burn this shit up
Why you standin' there just lookin', Turn that shit up
Hop in some of this alien pussy, let me know how it
I'm just sayin', I'm gon' be there and I in no rush
Nah, nigga, nah
I ain't in no

Ayy I you couldn't rap, when'd you learn how to do that?
Then you need me for if you already know how to flow?
Ayy that, we gotta go, wouldn't 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 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 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, make it
You can me, I don't care—No!

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