Luyện nghe bài hát Jump Ii

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

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

Four in the mornin (knockin)
You know she had a crib cock and (jockin)
She from camera phone straight to DVD (yeah you know me)
Told that she was slurpin and slobberin' and she swallowed it all down 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 know ya is a (jump jump)
Ya little is a (jump jump)
I heard ya was a (jump jump)

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

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

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

Ya sister is a (jump jump)
ya wifey 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 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 jump
I was at my 9-to-5 make a couple dimes,
But somethin in my soul was sayin I had to rhyme.
I was rappin every saturday, on Sunday.
8 A.M. I'm back to work another Monday.
Man I was hatin it, I wasn't fakin it,
And then came opportunity, but me, I wasn't it.
Show after show a couple folks came,
But leavin to rap was risky like the dope game.
And mad at me, she say that it was bad for me
To spend my in school just to rap, what a tragedy.

Ya little 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 ya daughter was a (jump jump)