Luyện nghe bài hát Jump

Gold medals, them my models
Rollin' old models, lowered old
Flowin' cold and gold follows
bearin', call it petals to the floor
Power sharin', call it to the door
Power, power, ain't no devils anymore
Flower, flowers, they be at the feet of my sun
Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my
And who do I meet, to the beat of my
It was little Susie Uzi, she sold and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, wasn't with no niggas
Had a long money, do that action for them figures
Her influence fully automatic, crackin' off the Richter,
up to my ride, asked me could she get inside
She at her pistol so I properly replied
me, out here in the streets, she ain't have no competition
And with me up on them beats, then we shared the description
a blunt between her lips, she said, "Now here's my proposition:
You write a bunch of raps for me and I'ma go and spit 'em
Then we take 'em to the radio, the DJ better 'em
Then we take 'em to the record store and sell a million"

I already got the money, got the bitches
I see these niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, him send a couple beats
Not "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin' for the streets
Said it might take 'bout a month, she said it better take a
Gave my arm a punch and then she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw thing the first time, you don't gotta do it twice
But I need a lil' info on exactly what I write
Some details 'bout a female, your life and what you like"
She said, "My life is a bitch, and I'm just like my life"
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them started bussin'
Like that was over and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," from zero to a hunnid
Now we runnin' from killers, I was so sick to my stomach
She was hangin' out the window with thumper she was dumpin'
Had a look upon her that made me think that she was cummin'
We was swervin', the curb
And ditched the and started runnin'
Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little
So we ducked a bush and that's how we got overlooked
I was shook and hard
And she was sittin' smokin' kush
Then we started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"
And then we looked up and a light down
And us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"

I got the money, already got the bitches
I see these niggas, I'ma do it how they did it
a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, it happen

Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit I've been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but a bitch feel right at home
Now where the
Get intergalactic asses to clappin'
Break down some of that and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I never go back to trappin'
And who needs Atlanta you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdance
With a lit match in your left hand, and your right is a gas can
And at any given moment, I burn this shit up
Why you standin' there lookin', nigga? Turn that shit up
Hop in of this alien pussy, let me know how it work
I'm just sayin', I'm gon' be and I ain't in no rush
Nah, nigga, nah
I ain't in no

Ayy I thought you rap, when'd you learn how to do that?
Then what you need me for if you know how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn't even be in ho
If you told me from the jump we be on this UFO
But I that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try it
Never thought that I would ever be a flyin' pilot
But first thing's gon' be first, when we get to that earth
I'ma go back to them raps and you can go to that work, nigga

I already got the money, already got the
I see these other niggas, do it how they did it
Nigga we're home, home!
From a to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it
You can me, I don't care—No!

Ayy look, the thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do.
Like I ain't 'bout to up on all this shit, you see this?
Like we jumpin' and shit.
You wanna go and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can't, nigga, is space.
You can't, that, we goin' home. DROGAS!