Luyện nghe bài hát The Jig Is Up (Dump'n)

Praise to the almighty,
Me and my (Live forever)
3 to my alumni
Feel
I wanna hear it, me up (My niggas on point, game tight)
Turn me up a little bit more (My niggas on point, game tight)
My nigga Cole in this motherfucker. nigga?
(My on point, game tight)
we go yeah, turn me up

[Verse 1: Lamar]
Picture plenty pussies pellet guns at me
Paranoia it more than difficult for me to sleep
Pinnacle, I I be, centerfold, I know I got
But hate to frame me as the Mona Lisa of Hip-Hop
So retaliation is a must, when we the block
My dump'n out the roof, (Do-do-do-do-do)
Drive past, blast, shooting up the charts too
Uh, me K-D-O-T, put TNT my suit
Walk inside the label, struck a match, and I blew, bomb
C4 everywhere, C4
I got three whores me, it smells like Dior and derrière
Decoys die slow, you can detour to stairs
Or walk inside Hell's dungeon, I just might derail
They pussies, I smell
You on the daily, niggas, you pushin' up daisy
I the gas on the Mercedes, nigga
Came in this with a Rolie chain, and a dream
reality, made some casualties, my choppers scream

[Hook: Lamar (x2)]
And now we out the roof, (Do-do-do-do-do)
Drive past, guns blast, up the charts too
Uh, me K-D-O-T, put T-N-T inside my
Uh, walk the label, struck a match and then I blew

[Verse 2: Kendrick
Nigga that thought Good Kid flop, or that I might go pop
Or your bitch won't drop, knees my shit drop
Y'all too infatuated with the fucking
Which make it easy for me to divide and
I come Compton, we ain't have it all
basing inside the cafeteria hall
And I'm putting fear in you all, see skeletons shaking
Jump out your body, you Ricky Bobby you naked
Y'all to God this week I be putting out bombs
I pray to God this beat is enough for Shyne
If not J. Cole, your shit is
But at my opinion just made everyone laugh
This is where we at? I it's entertainment
I guess this is speculation making a came with
If I ain't the patience I'd probably self destruct
people want real music, the jig is up

[Bridge: Lamar & J. Cole]
Your worst fear is
We love that you and burned
The is back
K. Dot it's your turn, your victory lap
King Cole Compton's own King Kendrick
Thats the sky is falling, the is calling
Stand for or die in the morning
The city hail King Kendrick
The world hail Kendrick Lamar

[Hook: Kendrick (x2)]

[Outro: Kendrick
This is my life and I at it like its my last
And I'm lookin' right past the as I reminisce on my past
And I don't even how I used to, my mind is on rocket blast
And I don't even drink like I used too, and I even smoke
So you know this natural flow is for users since they to go to rehab
Lookin' at the coke that he had, fact that followers bother them
Then but I won't say my bad, see I lay in the cut
Watch the product stack up, motherfucker what
See now we dump'n out the