Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my role
Rollin' old models, old schools
Flowin' cold and gold follows
Flower bearin', call it to the floor
Power sharin', call it devils to the
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 of my drum
It was little Susie Uzi, she sold and was a killer
All bitch tip, wasn't trappin' with no niggas
Had a long money, do that action for them figures
Her influence 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 beats, then we shared the same description
With a blunt 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 'em to the radio, the DJ better spin '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, do it how they did it
From a to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen

Tell me up Soundtrakk, have him send a couple beats
Not that "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin' for the
Said it might take a month, she said it better take a week
Gave my arm a little and then she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw that thing the first time, you don't do it twice
But I a lil' more info on exactly what I write
Some details a female, 'bout your life 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'
that boycott was over and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a
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 her face that made me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', the curb
And the whip and started 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 breathin'
And she was sittin' smokin' kush
Then we started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"
And then we looked up and a came down
And us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"

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, trapper to a
to a rapper, now nigga, make 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 where the
Get them intergalactic asses to
Break down of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I could never go back to
And who Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdance
With a lit in your left hand, and your right hand is a gas can
And at any given moment, I could burn this up
Why you standin' just lookin', nigga? Turn that shit up
Hop in some of this 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 thought you couldn't rap, you learn how to do that?
Then you need me for if you already know how to flow?
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 think 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 be first, when we get back to that earth
go back to them raps and you can go back to that work, nigga

I already got the money, already got the
I see these niggas, I'ma 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, it happen
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 time and shit.
You wanna go back and do what, rap? You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, rap. No you can't, nigga, this is space.
You can't, fuck that, we home. DROGAS!