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, turn me up (My niggas on point, tight)
Turn me up a little bit more nigga (My niggas on point, tight)
My nigga Cole in motherfucker. Wassup nigga?
(My niggas on point, tight)
we go yeah, turn me up

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

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

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

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

[Hook: Kendrick (x2)]

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