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
the jump off, come on

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

All we wanna do is
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Black dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to in somebody's 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 better the peace, aiyyo
Or out come the

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

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

And good
East coast, West coast,
All my in the hood, stay fly
And if ballin', let me hear 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 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 a Sprite can disappear 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 the world, cop the same thing twice

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is for my
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 ballin', let me hear you say right

Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, keep bread up
Yeah and worldwide and 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, come on,
She back at it, why she be? Come on, yeah
B.I.G., Freaky Tah, yeah, yeah, yeah, L's, 'em, oh