Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, my role models
Rollin' old models, lowered old
cold and goin' gold follows
Flower bearin', call it petals to the
sharin', call it devils to the door
Power, power, 'til ain't no devils
Flower, flowers, be droppin' at the feet of my sun
Move a thousand miles per hour down the of my slum
And who do I meet, to the of my drum
It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a
All bitch dope tip, wasn't trappin' no niggas
Had a long money, minor do that for them figures
Her influence fully automatic, off the Richter, yeah
up to my ride, asked me could she get inside
She pointed at her so I properly replied
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 between her lips, she said, "Now here's my proposition:
You just write a bunch of raps for me and I'ma go and '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 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

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 said it better a week
Gave my arm a little and then she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw that thing the time, you don't gotta do it twice
But I need a lil' more info on exactly 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
Like that boycott was and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went zero to a hunnid
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 that made me 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 that's how we got
I was shook and hard
And she was sittin' there kush
Then we both 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 already got the money, already got the
I see other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen

Well now the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit that I've been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but still a feel right at home
Now where the
Get them intergalactic to clappin'
Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper for a
Now I could never go to trappin'
And who Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdance
a lit match in your left hand, and your right 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 of this 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 rap, when'd you learn how to do that?
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 told me from the we wouldn't be on this UFO
But I that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try it
Never thought that I ever be a flyin' saucer pilot
But first thing's gon' be first, when we get back to that
go back to them raps and you can go back to that work, nigga

I already got the money, already got the
I see other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
we're goin' home, home!
From a to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
You can me, I don't care—No!

Ayy look, the thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do.
I ain't 'bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this?
Like we jumpin' and shit.
You wanna go back and do what, just You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can't, nigga, is space.
You can't, that, we goin' home. DROGAS!