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
the jump off, come on

I been for a minute, now I'm back at the jump off
Goons in the club in case jumps off
And up before 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 Barbie dressed in
I'm tryin' to leave in somebody's

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

We the best there's room for improvement
Our presence is felt like a Black Panther
Seven to eights, back to back with 'em
And I'm on chrome, seven times platinum

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

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

It's Kim and Timbaland, niggas, shit, ya drawers
delivery for you and yours
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 coat
Don't he know Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh, let me show you what I'm all
How I make a Sprite can disappear in my

Shake up the dice, throw down ice
Bet it all playa, the price
Money a thing, throw it out like rice
Been around the world, cop the same 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, three inch rims
Jumpin' out the Jaguar with the Tims, keep bread up

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

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

Got a man in Japan and a dude in
Believe me, sweety, I got enough to 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 get with the lingo
Shake your body, body, move your body,
On the floor, don't hurt nobody body

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

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

And live
coast, West 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 your up
Yeah and worldwide and fly nigga, yeah, man
Right, right, right, right, Bee, LB

Two thousand and three, why not? We makin' it hot
Come to 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