Luyện nghe bài hát Jumping

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

Fuck nigga me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
nigga shouldn't have said what he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, underneath the bed (Gang)
You can keep your legs 'cause I'm 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 week 'cause he (Scared)
You pull up banana clips, peel a nigga head
No- no more jumpin' on the bed (What?)

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

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

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

Fuck dissed me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- pussy-ass nigga shouldn't said what he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, pistol the bed (Gang)
You can your legs 'cause 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 monkeys on the bed (Jumpin' on the bed)

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