Luyện nghe bài hát Jumping

KidWond3r you made this Dang
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Out West 290 shit,
You how I'm rockin', nigga
Get guns up, get your funds up
You on that opp shit, get mop-sticked,
Ayy, ayy

Fuck nigga dissed me on a song, now he (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu-pussy-ass nigga shouldn't have said he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, underneath the bed (Gang)
You can keep your legs 'cause I'm aimin' at head (Boom-boom-boom)
He say he want beef, alright, cool, 'nough (Be cool)
But he ain't been at the for a week 'cause he scared (Scared)
You pull up with clips, peel a nigga head
No- no more jumpin' on the bed (What?)

1]
Got the candy-apple thang painted red
Treat my like it's a sucker, she got lollipop head
Fu- the pigs, can't share, no cooperation with the feds
Take a pussy nigga on the roof and throw him off the
Tryna play me like a ho, that's a
I'm YSN, bitch, I you see the logo (Gang)
I'm Iron Giant, make me hit you the robo (B-r-r-rap)
Say you get money, but you ain't got to show fo' (Show fo')
You at the strip and you ain't throwin' no dough
I'm Mike Tyson, hit the Pyrex with an
I need a duffel bag, bitch, I'm talkin' dough
She my dick with her friend, she a real ho (She a real ho)
When I'm done with that pussy, I leave it sore
My rims big, so I hit the corner real
How you a trapper? You can't even read the scale,
I'm rappin', but I still got that for sale, though (Sale, though)

Fuck nigga me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- nigga shouldn't have said what he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, underneath the bed (Gang)
You can keep your legs I'm aimin' at your head (Boom-boom-boom)
He say he beef, alright, cool, 'nough said (Be cool)
But he ain't been at the house for a 'cause he scared (Scared)
You pull up banana clips, peel a nigga head
No- no more jumpin' on the bed (What?)

2]
We ride in the latest with extended clips
Fo- forty with the rubber grip off my hip
Ba- bad redbone rollin' out the zip
And she don't drink, I got her tipsy off a sip (What?)
Bo- the private jet 'cause I gotta take a trip (Gone)
six-twos hit his car and made it flip
I ain't spit game, but I'm soundin' like a pimp
I ain't even her name, but I fucked her off the rip
This drunk-ass nigga actin' he wanna trip (Gang)
He talkin' out his neck, so I'm aimin' at his (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ba- Balmain jeans and bitches cost a grip (Why?)
I'm fresher a bitch, you will drown off the drip (Drip)
I up in the club, make the valet park the whip (Skrt)
I know your rented, you ain't even got the slip
Bitch, I'm cool with the and I'm cool with the Crips (Gang, gang)
I pull up to the strip, get my chips then I dip,

Fuck dissed me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- pussy-ass shouldn't have said what he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, pistol the bed (Gang)
You can keep your legs 'cause I'm at your head (Boom-boom-boom)
He say he want beef, alright, cool, said (Be cool)
But he ain't been at the house for a week he scared (Scared)
You pull up with banana clips, a nigga head
No- no more monkeys on the bed (Jumpin' on the bed)

Bed, bed
Be- bed, bed
Bed, bed
No- no more monkeys on the bed