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 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', and lustin' ha butt
I came here to you that ya girl is a jump

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

Four in the knockin (knockin)
You know she had a crib blowin' and (jockin)
She went from camera phone straight to DVD (yeah you 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 ya daughter was a (jump jump)

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

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

Abraham had it, matter that's 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 faith don't act, then it really faith

Ya sister is a (jump jump)
ya wifey is a (jump jump)
Ya mother 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
Before you "Breath In", "Represent! Get Krunk! "
I was tested in my faith, and I didn't if I could jump
I was at my 9-to-5 make a couple dimes,
But in my soul was sayin that I had to rhyme.
I was rappin every saturday, on Sunday.
8 A.M. again I'm to work another Monday.
Man I was hatin it, I wasn't even it,
And then opportunity, but me, I wasn't takin it.
Show after show came; a couple came,
But work to rap was risky like the dope game.
And mama mad at me, she say it was bad for me
To spend my time in school just to rap, 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 heard ya was a (jump jump)