Luyện nghe bài hát Jump Ii

Do you know her mouth has been?
See it's crazy cause dudes be bitches not even knowin you just wiped a straight jump skeezy nigga.
Don't try to compare Rem to little wack hoodrats I could rap I'm some of these bitches need to get smacked
See you be huggin', humpin', lovin' and lustin' ha
I came here to tell you ya girl is a jump

Straight hoe, real hoe think people don't know that you be suckin' and but you ain't low
See you really think you all that cause ya ass fat but my niggas fucked said ya pussy wigedy wigedy wack! And you be stuntin' and frontin' you let him pop for nothin'
And now you callin' and stalkin you ain't hump his cousin

Four in the knockin (knockin)
You know she had a crib cock and (jockin)
She went from camera straight to DVD (yeah you know me)
Told them that she was slurpin and slobberin' and she swallowed it all see

Ya sister is a (jump jump)
Even ya is a (jump jump)
Ya baby is a (jump jump)
Uh huh uh huh
(Jump jump)
You ya girl is a (jump jump)
Ya shorty is a (jump jump)
I ya daughter was a (jump jump)

E]
Mad niggas I done blew out her (back)
Pussy got mad mileage, but she still got (jack)
time she fuck she was drunk is that coincidental?
(Act like you it and don't be claimin that it's mental)
You just a bag whore definition of a ghetto bird

M]
Don't get it twisted they got bigger sluts in the
And I ain't really bout you likin me cause ma yous a J-U-M-P
It's the assurance of hoped for. Noah built a boat for
took a beatin and his whole body was broke for.
Spoke for. Through it we know who the was wrote for

Abraham had it, matter fact that's he's known for.
Faith, ya'll, it we were saved by grace
If you got it, we can see it by the way you run the
That means we can see it on your
If the faith don't act, then it really ain't

Ya sister is a (jump jump)
Even ya is a (jump jump)
Ya baby is a (jump jump)
Uh huh uh huh
(Jump jump)
You ya girl is a (jump jump)
Ya little is a (jump jump)
I heard ya was a (jump jump)

[Imagine
you heard "Breath In", "Represent! Get Krunk! "
I was tested in my faith, and I didn't know if I could
I was at my 9-to-5 try'na make a dimes,
But somethin in my soul was that I had to rhyme.
I was every saturday, teachin on Sunday.
8 A.M. again I'm back to another Monday.
Man I was hatin it, I wasn't fakin it,
And then opportunity, but me, I wasn't takin it.
Show show came; a couple folks came,
But leavin to rap was risky like the dope game.
And mama mad at me, she say it was bad for me
To my time in school just to rap, what a tragedy.

Ya little is a (jump jump)
Even ya is a (jump jump)
Ya mother is a (jump jump)
Uh huh uh huh
(Jump jump)
You know ya is a (jump jump)
Ya little is a (jump jump)
I ya daughter was a (jump jump)