Luyện nghe bài hát Jump on Stage

?Uh, I keep it playa while some choose to play it safe?Boy check the resume, it's risky business in the A?And I've been a witness to history?Ever since the the 10th grade?We went from rockin brades to temp fades?I twist my A hat to the side just for style?or throw on the Gucci bucket with the flowers super fly?Wow, the southern pride been known to shut it down?But it ain't so country my nigga this ain't no Gomer Pile?I'm sergeant slaughter?I keep my shit cooked to order in order?To satisfy my people in Georgia and across the water?And across the boarder the ese's are getting smarter.
They got flour for and lettuce for enchiladas.
if you wink wink.
no doubt we speak.
in a blink folks could have you sleeping in the clink.
I'm shittin' on niggas and pee'ing on the seat. It's the the BIG BOI OUT?Now party people in the club it's time to cut a rug
and throw the deuce up in the sky for the shutrerbuggs.
I'm double fisted and if empty you can grab a cup.
I'm fisted and if you're empty you can grab a cup.
Now party people in the club it's to cut a rug
and the deuce up in the sky just for the shutrerbuggs.
I'm double fisted and if you're empty you can a cup.
Boy stop, i'm playing.
Boy stop??Now goes out to all my playas in the back sippin' yack.
Bendin' 'round in the 'lac.
We be
Get up (X3)
Do That shit Do that do it
And this goes out to all my ladies in the front. you want? You make me wanna breed. Girl freeze.
We be
Get up (X3)
Do That shit Do shit do it

I wish I was six-foot-nine
So I can get Leoshi
Cause she know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the
Everywhere I go, and in my dreams
I can a way to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin
Her boyfriend's and he plays ball
So how am I compete with that
Cause it comes to playing basketball
I'm always to be picked
And in some cases never at all
So I just up on the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the
Who came to watch men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood,
Why the get the fly girls
And me I get the hood
I tell 'em scat, skittle,
Got hit with a
And I in the hospital
For that mess
I confess it's a when you livin' in a city
That's the of a box and nobody knows yo' name
I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my
Overcommeth by the of me and her together

So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her

I I was little bit taller
I I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good I would her
I wish I had a in a hat with a bat
And a six four
I wish I was little bit
I I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good I call her
I I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a six four

He's
fake
thats the type of i hate

ya'll know the lyrics, come with me

Shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay,
Gimme the mic so I can it away.
Off on a charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, squad
Killerrr Bees on a swarm!
Rain on ya dollar's ass, dorm!
For you to touch my skill,
You gotta have the one Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now
Chop down, pass it all around!
Lyrics get hard, cement to the ground!
For any MC in any 52 states,
I gets psycho killerrrr Bates!
My producer slam, sharp bam!
on stage, and then I dun-daaaah!

But Im a
(Ooh, baby, I it raww...)
I'm a
(Yeah baby, I it RAWWW!!!)
the hell am I doing here
(Ooh, baby, I it raww...)
I belong here
(Yeah baby, I it RAWWW!!!)
Run, run run run
One time
Throw your hands high y'all
Yea, get y'all
Let me see you all

and trees, that's all I need
Back it up, don't
Hit the floor, make it
Rock the boat, the boat, rock the boat, rock the boat
rock the boat, rock the boat, rock the boat, rock the
It left, right, left, right
left, right, left, right, left, right, left,
Ooh ooh baby on you can wobble wit it
Ooh ooh come on you can hustle wit it
Do the Mo, get cocky wit it
Put ya in the air don't stop wit it
Ooh ooh baby come on you can wit it
Ooh ooh baby come on you can wit it
Do the Mo, get cocky wit it
Put ya in the air don't stop wit it

Hey

this hey
this beat, beat hey
this beat is
have some fun
this is sick
I wanna take a on your disco stick
hey
beat hey
this beat, beat hey
beat is sick
Don't think too just bust that dick
I wanna take a ride on your disco

Hey in the place I'm callin' out to ya
never was a city kid truer and bluer
There's more to me than you'll know
And I've got hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
Date women on T.V. with the of Chuck Woolery
are flowing out just like the Grand Canyon
And I'm always out looking for a female
I the lasso around the tallest one and dragged her to the crib
I off her moccasins and put on my bib
I'm wheelin' and dealin' I make a bit of stealing
I'll you back to the place and your dress I'm feeling
Your body's on time and mind is appealing
at the cracks up there upon the ceiling
Such and such be the bass that I'm
Talking to a telling her I'm all knowing
She's to the kid
I'm here every lie that you know that I never did