Luyện nghe bài hát Jumping

KidWond3r you made this beat?
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Out West 290 shit,
You how I'm rockin', nigga
Get your guns up, get your 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 shouldn't have said what he said (Gang, gang)
in the couch, pistol underneath the bed (Gang)
You can keep your legs 'cause I'm aimin' at your (Boom-boom-boom)
He say he beef, alright, cool, 'nough said (Be cool)
But he ain't at the house for a week 'cause he scared (Scared)
You pull up with banana clips, peel a head
No- no more jumpin' on the bed (What?)

1]
Got the thang painted lollipop red
my dick like it's a sucker, she got lollipop head
Fu- the pigs, can't share, no cooperation with the feds
Take a pussy on the roof and throw him off the edge
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 shit to fo' (Show fo')
You at the club and you ain't throwin' no dough
I'm Mike Tyson, hit the Pyrex an elbow
I a duffel 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 rims big, so I hit the real slow
How you a trapper? You can't read the scale, though
I'm rappin', but I still got that shit for sale, (Sale, though)

Fuck nigga me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- pussy-ass nigga have said what he said (Gang, gang)
in the couch, pistol underneath 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 with banana clips, a nigga head
No- no more jumpin' on the bed (What?)

2]
We ride in the whips with extended clips
Fo- forty the rubber 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 private jet I gotta take a trip (Gone)
Seven hit his car and made it flip
I ain't gotta spit game, but I'm like a pimp
I even know her name, but I fucked her off the rip
This drunk-ass nigga actin' like he trip (Gang)
He out his neck, so I'm aimin' at his lips (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ba- jeans 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 park the (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 then I dip, bitch

Fuck nigga me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- pussy-ass nigga shouldn't have said what he (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, pistol 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 at the house for a week '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