Luyện nghe bài hát The Jump Off

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Aiyyo, Tim man, this the jump off here, man
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, it's Bee, nigga
It's the off, come on

I been for a minute, now I'm back at the jump off
in the club in case somethin' jumps off
And up before the hive, let the pump off
In the graveyard is you get dumped off

All we wanna do is
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to leave in Ferrari

Spread love, that's what a mob do
it gangsta, look out for her, people
I'm the wicked of the east, you better keep the peace, aiyyo
Or out come the

We the best there's room for improvement
Our presence is felt a Black Panther movement
quarter to eights, back to back with 'em
And I'm sittin' on chrome, seven platinum

This is for my
the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
Escalades, twenty three rims
Jumpin' out the with the Tims, keep your bread up

And good
East coast, coast, worldwide
All my in the hood, stay fly
And if ballin', let me hear you say right

Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers
Special for you and yours
I rep for bitches, he rep for
If you rep for hood then make some noise

I got my eye on the guy in the coat
Don't he know Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh, let me show you what I'm all
How I make a can disappear in my mouth

Shake up the dice, throw your ice
Bet it all playa, the price
ain't a thing, throw it out like rice
Been around the world, cop the thing twice

Rub on my tits, on my ass
some, step on the gas
Pop the cork and roll up the
You know we about, sex, drugs and cash

This is for my
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, twenty three rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, your bread up

And live
East coast, coast, worldwide
All my playas in the hood, fly
And if your ballin', let me you say right

the world of the Playboy, pin up girl
Buttnaked, in nothin' but pearls
You meet me 'cause ya know I'm freaky
And ya wanna eat me 'cause ya say I'm

Got a man in and a dude in Tahiti
Believe me, sweety, I got enough to the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad friends that's
Chicks by the layers and all flavors

Mafioso, that's how thing go
Now everybody come get the lingo
Shake body, body, move your body, body
On the floor, don't hurt nobody body

I'm the one put the Range in the Rover
When I'm out the Range, yo it's over
Comin' in the Brooklyn Mint gear
We 'gone do this just like Big was here

is for my peeps
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, twenty inch rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your up

And good
coast, West coast, worldwide
All my in the hood, stay fly
And if your ballin', let me you say right

Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, your bread up
Yeah and worldwide and fly nigga, yeah, man
Right, right, right, right, Bee, LB

Two and fuckin' three, why not? We makin' it hot
to know the spot, come on, aiyyo
She back at it, why she be? Come on, yeah
B.I.G., Freaky Tah, yeah, yeah, yeah, L's, 'em, oh