Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, my role models
Rollin' old models, old schools
cold and goin' gold follows
Flower bearin', call it petals to the
Power sharin', call it devils to the
Power, power, 'til ain't no 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 and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, trappin' with no niggas
Had a long money, minor do that action for them
Her fully automatic, crackin' off the Richter, yeah
Walked up to my ride, me could she get inside
She pointed at her pistol so I properly
Told me, out here in the streets, she ain't have no
And with me up on them beats, then we shared the description
With a blunt between her lips, she said, "Now 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 spin 'em
we take 'em to the record store and sell a couple million"

I already got the money, got the bitches
I see these niggas, I'ma do it how they 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 somethin' for the streets
Said it might take 'bout a month, she it better take a week
Gave my arm a little punch and then she pointed at her
Said, "I saw thing the first time, you don't gotta do it twice
But I need a lil' info on exactly what I write
Some details 'bout a female, 'bout your and what you like"
She said, "My life is like a bitch, and I'm like my life"
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them started bussin'
Like that boycott was over and we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a
Now we runnin' some killers, I was so sick to my stomach
She was hangin' out the window with that she was dumpin'
Had a look upon her face made me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', jumped the
And ditched the whip and runnin'
Tried to jump a wall, but it was a little tall
So we behind a bush and that's how we got overlooked
I was shook and hard
And she was sittin' there kush
Then we both started to glow, we looked around "What is this?"
And we looked up and a light came down
And us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"

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

Well now the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit that I've 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 and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I could never go to trappin'
And who needs Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a
With a lit match in your left hand, and your right is a gas can
And at any given moment, I burn this shit up
Why you there just lookin', nigga? Turn that shit up
Hop in some of alien pussy, let me know how it work
I'm just sayin', I'm gon' be and I ain't 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 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 me from the jump we wouldn't be on this UFO
But I that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try it
thought that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilot
But first gon' be first, when we get back to that earth
I'ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work,

I already got the money, got the bitches
I see other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
Nigga goin' home, home!
a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen
You can kill me, I care—No!

Ayy look, the basic thing is, you can do whatever you do.
Like I 'bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this?
Like we time and shit.
You go back 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!