Luyện nghe bài hát The Jump Off (Remix)

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

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

All we do is party
And buy everybody at the bar
Black dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to leave in somebody's

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 felt a Black Panther movement
Seven quarter to eights, to back with 'em
And I'm on chrome, seven times platinum

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

And good
coast, West coast, worldwide
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 make noise

I got my eye on the guy in the coat
Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill throat?
Uh, let me show you I'm all about
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 and roll up the hash
You know what we about, sex, and cash

This is for my
the Bentleys, the Hummers, the Benz
Escalades, twenty inch rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, 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

the world of the Playboy, pin up girl
Buttnaked, dressed in nothin' but
You wanna me 'cause ya know I'm freaky
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 that's pretty
Chicks by the layers and all different

Mafioso, that's how this go
Now everybody come get the lingo
Shake 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
Comin' through in the Mint gear
We 'gone do just like Big Poppa was here

is for my peeps
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 hear you say

Yeah, to the what, yeah, oh, yo, keep 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 back at it, why wouldn't she be? Come on,
B.I.G., Tah, yeah, yeah, yeah, L's, light 'em, oh