Jump

Follow 0 fans

AambiEnCe

2:48

1 View

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com

Let's A Go
The game what I jump in
Beats, let em' jump me
Pockets staying chunky
Just like some blue cheese
The good turned to bad and the
Bad turned to ugly
But somehow I turned that
Ugly to beauty
From Honda's and hoopties to
Benzes and Audi's
Poppin' like collars
Hot like tamales
The crowd getting rowdy
I'm getting them hyphy
Just like that coke, uncut, or Molly
…WHOO
Just like that coke, uncut, like Spike Lee
Tell the popo, we don't do politely
Can't turn down, turning up more likely
Can't back down, imma go out fighting
What can I say? I'm in love with the violence
Can't back down, imma go out fighting
What can I say? I'm in love with violence
Get it, bumping, slumping, done with the gimmicks
All in the function, drunk while I'm in it
Vodka I'm sipping, fucked up my vision, I'm
Slipping, slurring, stumbling, tripping
Trouble I'm in, 'til I, get out of it, I'll
Double my money before I can spend
Otherwise, I would, run outta ends
And I, can't let that shit happen again
I f*ck with the fam, not a back stabbing friend, and
Word around town, he at it again (word?), I
Can't understand, but, that ain't a man
Just a bitch in disguise, take his ass to the vet
Take his ass to the morgue, for, being a rat
Ass in the court room, stating the facts
He spilling the beans, why he saying all that
If you see him on the streets
Make his-brain… go… splat
Make his brain go splat, like
Russian Roullete, ain't
Talking Hip-Hop, when I, say it's a wrap, but like
Snoop and Dre, had, said on a track, imma
"rat-tat-tat-tat-tat" like that, while I, rap like this
On the attack, not, on the defense, imma
Run it like homies, who, jumping the fence
Hoping that police, don't, catch up to them
Make his brain go splat, like
Russian Roullete, ain't
Talking hip hop, when I, say it's a wrap, but like
Snoop and Dre, had, said on a track, imma
"rat-tat-tat-tat-tat" like that, while I, rap like this
On the attack, not, on the defense, imma
Run it like homies, who, jumping the fence
Hoping that police, don't, catch up to them
Like, ketchup and mayo, I'm, touching the bread
Only f*ck with the beef, if it's, medium to rare
Many men, mugging, I, really don't care
When they eat, I don't shit, from my, derrière
And I know that shit so very well
YA SABES
So why give a f*ck? Hey, please do tell
I'm chucking up deuces, saying farewell, to
Anyone, who, ever thought, I would fail
Psh, cuz I made it out bitch
While you nine to five, I'm, stacking these chips
I, made a million, while you, pay tuition, and
The reason you did doesn't make any sense
The degree that you got don't amount up to shit
Now you mad, paying back
A, mountain of debt
And you wish you had done
What, I did instead
But instead, you bitch, and, complain to your friends
Cuz I made it out bitch
While you nine to five, I'm, stacking these chips
I, made a million, while you, pay tuition, and
The reason you did doesn't make any sense
The degree that you got don't amount up to shit
Now you mad, paying back
A, mountain of debt
And you wish you had done
What, I did instead
But instead, you bitch, and, complain to your friends
Stop with bickering
Quit with the bitching
Do something different, like
I did and kill it
Develop your talent, find some conviction,
FIND SOME
Then, sell that shit, and, build up a business
Work toward it, be, determined and willing
I, guarantee, you'll make a, living and killing
And what that equal? infinite riches
I, "Give it Away" like a Red Hot-Red Hot
Like a Red Hot Chili Pepper
I'mma, Hometown City Repper
Make the, whole 8-O-1, step up
Let 'em, know the boi who next up
Like a Red Hot Chili Pepper
I'mma, Hometown City Repper
Make the, whole 8-O-1, step up
Let 'em, know the boi who next up

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!