Luyện nghe bài hát The Jump Off

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Aiyyo, Tim man, this the jump off here, man
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, Queen Bee, nigga
the jump off, come 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 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 dressed in
I'm tryin' to leave in Ferrari

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

We the best still room for improvement
Our presence is felt a Black Panther movement
Seven quarter to eights, back to 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 Jaguar with the Tims, keep bread up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got a man in Japan and a 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, how this thing go
Now everybody come get the lingo
Shake your body, body, move your body,
On the dance floor, hurt nobody body

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

This is for my
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, twenty three rims
out the Jaguar 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 hear you say

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

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