Luyện nghe bài hát Jump Ii

Do you know where her has been?
See it's cause dudes be wiping bitches not even knowin you just wiped a straight jump skeezy nigga.
try to compare Rem to little wack hoodrats I could 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 girl is a

Straight hoe, real hoe people don't know 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 you let him pop for nothin'
And now you callin' and stalkin like you hump his cousin

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

Ya little is a (jump jump)
ya wifey is a (jump jump)
Ya baby is a (jump jump)
Uh huh uh huh
(Jump jump)
You know ya is a (jump jump)
Ya shorty is a (jump jump)
I ya daughter was a (jump jump)

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

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

Abraham had it, matter fact what 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
means we can see it on your face
If the don't act, then it really ain't faith

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)

[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 try'na a couple dimes,
But somethin in my soul was that I had to rhyme.
I was rappin saturday, teachin on Sunday.
8 A.M. again I'm to work another Monday.
Man I was hatin it, I even fakin it,
And then opportunity, but me, I wasn't takin it.
after show came; a couple folks came,
But leavin work to rap was risky the dope game.
And mad at me, she say that it was bad for me
To spend my time in school 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 ya girl is a (jump jump)
Ya shorty is a (jump jump)
I heard ya was a (jump jump)