Jump Lyrics

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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck? 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 eight-O-one, step up

Let 'em, know the boi who next up

Like a Red Hot Chili Pepper

I'mma, Hometown City Repper

Make the, whole eight-O-one, step up

Let 'em, know the boi who next up