Luyện nghe bài hát The Jump Off

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

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

All we wanna do is
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Black 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 bitch of the east, you keep the peace, aiyyo
Or out the beast

We the best there's room 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 times

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

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

It's Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers
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
Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep
Uh, let me show you I'm all about
How I make a Sprite can in my mouth

Shake up the dice, throw down ice
Bet it all playa, fuck the
Money a thing, throw it out like rice
Been around the world, cop the same twice

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

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

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

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

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

Mafioso, that's how this go
Now everybody get with the lingo
Shake body, body, move your body, body
On the dance floor, hurt nobody body

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

is for my peeps
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, twenty three inch
out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep your bread up

And good
East coast, West coast,
All my playas in the hood, fly
And if your ballin', let me 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 fuckin' three, why not? We it hot
Come to know the spot, on, aiyyo
She back at it, why wouldn't she be? Come on,
B.I.G., Freaky Tah, yeah, yeah, yeah, L's, 'em, oh