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 Queen Bee,
It's the off, come on

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

All we do is party
And buy at the bar Bacardi
Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to in somebody's Ferrari

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

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

This is for my
With the Bentleys, the Hummers, the
Escalades, twenty three rims
Jumpin' out the with 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

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 Woolrich
he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh, let me show you I'm all about
How I a Sprite can disappear in my mouth

Shake up the dice, down your ice
Bet it all playa, fuck the
Money ain't a thing, throw it out 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 what we about, sex, drugs 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 hear you say

Enter the of the Playboy, pin up girl
Buttnaked, in nothin' but pearls
You wanna meet me 'cause ya 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 enough to the needy
No need to be greedy, I got mad that's pretty
Chicks by the and all different flavors

Mafioso, that's how this go
Now everybody come get the lingo
Shake your body, body, move body, body
On the dance floor, don't hurt body

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

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

And live
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
and worldwide and stay fly nigga, yeah, man
Right, right, right, right, Bee, LB

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