Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my models
old models, lowered old schools
Flowin' cold and gold follows
bearin', call it petals to the floor
Power sharin', call it to the door
Power, power, 'til ain't no anymore
Flower, flowers, they be droppin' at the of my sun
Move a thousand per hour down the street of my slum
And who do I meet, to the beat of my
It was little Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, trappin' with no niggas
Had a long money, minor do that for them figures
Her influence fully automatic, 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 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
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a couple
Not that "Superstar" shit, she somethin' for the streets
Said it might take 'bout a month, she it better take a week
my arm a little punch and then 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 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 niggas started
that boycott was over and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," from zero to a hunnid
Now we runnin' from some killers, I was so to my stomach
She was hangin' out the window that thumper she was dumpin'
Had a look upon her face made me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', the curb
And ditched the whip and runnin'
Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little
So we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got
I was shook and breathin'
And she was sittin' there smokin'
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 already got the money, got the bitches
I see other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
From a to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, 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 the bitches?
Get them intergalactic to clappin'
Break down some of that and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I could never go back to
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 could burn shit 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 you couldn't rap, when'd you learn how to do that?
what you need me for if you already know how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn't 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 that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilot
But first thing's gon' be first, we get back to that earth
I'ma go back to them and you can go back to that work, nigga

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

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