Luyện nghe bài hát The Jump Off

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

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

All we do is party
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Black Barbie in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to in somebody's Ferrari

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

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

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

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

It's Lil' Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya
Special delivery for you and
I rep for bitches, he rep for
If you rep for your hood then some noise

I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich
he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh, let me you what I'm all about
How I make a can disappear in my mouth

Shake up the dice, throw down ice
Bet it all playa, fuck the
Money ain't a thing, it out like rice
around the world, cop the same thing twice

Rub on my tits, on my ass
Gimme some, on the gas
Pop the and roll up the hash
You what we about, sex, drugs and cash

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

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

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

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

Mafioso, that's how thing go
Now everybody come get with the
your body, body, move your body, body
On the dance floor, don't hurt body

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

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

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

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

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