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 rap I'm back some of these bitches need to get smacked
See you be huggin', humpin', lovin' and ha butt
I came here to tell you that ya is a jump

Straight hoe, real hoe think people don't that you be suckin' and fuckin' but you ain't low
See you really think you all that 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
And now you callin' and stalkin like you ain't his cousin

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

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 shorty is a (jump jump)
I heard ya was a (jump jump)

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

M]
Don't get it twisted they got 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.
for. Through it we know who the Word was wrote for

Abraham had it, matter that's what 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, 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 try'na make a couple dimes,
But somethin in my soul was that I had to rhyme.
I was rappin every saturday, on Sunday.
8 A.M. again I'm back to work Monday.
Man I was hatin it, I wasn't even it,
And then came opportunity, but me, I takin it.
Show show came; a couple folks came,
But leavin work to rap was 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 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)