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

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

[Verse 1: Lamar]
Picture pussies throwing pellet guns at me
Paranoia making it than difficult for me to sleep
Pinnacle, I know I be, centerfold, I I got
But they hate to me as the Mona Lisa of Hip-Hop
So is a must, when we bend 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 then I blew,
C4 everywhere, C4
I got three whores with me, it like Dior and derrière
die slow, you can detour to Heaven's stairs
Or inside Hell's dungeon, I just might derail something
They pussies, I something
You douche on the daily, niggas, you pushin' up
I the gas on the Mercedes, nigga
Came in game 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, blast, shooting up the charts too
Uh, me K-D-O-T, put T-N-T inside my
Uh, walk inside the label, struck a match and then I

[Verse 2: Lamar]
Nigga that Good Kid gon' flop, or that I might go pop
Or your bitch won't drop, knees when my shit
Y'all too with the fucking numbers
Which make it easy for me to divide and
I come from Compton, we have it all
basing inside the cafeteria hall
And I'm putting fear in you all, see your skeletons
Jump out your body, you Ricky until you naked
Y'all pray to God week I be putting out bombs
I pray to God this is good enough for Shyne
If not J. Cole, your shit is
But at least my just made everyone laugh
This is where we at? I guess entertainment
I guess is speculation making a classic came with
If I ain't have the patience I'd probably destruct
Real 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 your turn, take your victory lap
King Cole Compton's own King Kendrick
Thats the sky is falling, the is calling
for something or die in the morning
The city hail Kendrick Lamar
The hail King Kendrick Lamar

Kendrick Lamar (x2)]

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