Luyện nghe bài hát Jumping

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

Fuck dissed me on a song, now he dead (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu-pussy-ass nigga have said what he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, 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 been at the house for a week 'cause he (Scared)
You pull up with banana clips, peel a nigga
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- fuck the pigs, share, no cooperation with the feds
Take a pussy nigga on the roof and throw him off the
Tryna me like a ho, that's 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 ain't got shit to fo' (Show fo')
You at the strip club and you throwin' no dough
I'm Mike Tyson, hit the with an elbow
I need a duffel bag, bitch, I'm talkin' real
She my dick with her friend, she a real ho (She a real ho)
I'm done with that pussy, I leave it real sore
My rims big, so I hit the corner slow
How you a trapper? You can't even read the scale,
I'm rappin', but I got that shit for sale, though (Sale, though)

Fuck dissed 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, underneath 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?)

2]
We ride in the latest whips with clips
Fo- forty with the rubber grip off my hip
Ba- bad rollin' Cookies out the zip
And she even 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 ain't know her name, but I fucked her off the rip
This drunk-ass 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 will 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 chips I dip, bitch

Fuck nigga dissed me on a song, now he (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- pussy-ass nigga shouldn't have 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 for a week 'cause he scared (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 monkeys jumpin' on the bed