Luyện nghe bài hát Jumping

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

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

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

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

2]
We ride in the latest whips with clips
Fo- with the rubber grip hangin' off my hip
Ba- bad redbone rollin' out the zip
And she don't even drink, I got her off a sip (What?)
Bo- board the private jet 'cause I gotta 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 at his lips (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ba- Balmain jeans and these bitches cost a (Why?)
I'm fresher than a bitch, you drown off the drip (Drip)
I fall up in the club, make the park the whip (Skrt)
I know your rented, you ain't even got the slip
Bitch, I'm cool the Bloods and I'm cool with the Crips (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 have said he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, 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 week 'cause he (Scared)
You pull up with banana clips, peel a 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