Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Jump Up, artist - Benzino. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
The Jump Up |
| Aiyyo, this a perv, yo |
| Yo, son there’s bitches in there? |
| Yeah, yeah, the coaches, aiight then |
| Jump up in the party like |
| Where my niggas at? |
| Where my bitches at? |
| Bartender where the liquor at? |
| Aiyyo, seven thick ribs nigga, check out my man |
| He got braids and with bread break ape on your grave |
| We from the gutta niggas, chest sputta what up |
| Fuckin with us or get you cut up, matta fact get’cha mutha |
| Cause I ain’t fo real fo real, don’t play games and I’m ill |
| I’m just a business man who love getting niggas killed |
| Smell my satiate smell keys, that shit’s like deodorant, daddy |
| I like maglees for other reasons |
| Run with niggas that love paper |
| We let the youngest niggas get rich and mow them like makeup |
| You can lex 'Zino and Benzino together |
| That’s priceless to put our pay together, niggas by Lexus |
| Straight out the ghetto niggas is pussy |
| To even fuck with us that’ll be the day a white nigga mush me |
| Straight up, two-thousand is mine |
| Heavy lines, heavy guns, big-ass Chevy’s, we make niggas shine |
| Jump up in the party like |
| Where my niggas at? |
| Where my bitches at? |
| Bartender where the liquor at? |
| Jump up in the party like |
| Where my niggas at? |
| Black shells, scuba style, sonar, I go deep |
| Rip lungs outta jaws, flawless, I don’t sleep |
| The fast and furious, Yokohama twin jets |
| Black and white bagettes, I’m duckin feds |
| Hydro-plane, hydro-foil blow hydro |
| Smooth gotho, Ray, its aiight I got those |
| I got this, son I spotless |
| Frozen watches, belts wit the notches |
| Bitches topless, three-way manages, Motorola holder |
| Break bread with Motola, take advice colder |
| Kedar knock-areano, Motown soldier |
| I thought I told ya lil' double Ray’ll ghost ya |
| Double row, parvin, three-sixty rubber band |
| Ice me Apalla then three shave frozen hand |
| Dark shadow, my shit gleam in the shade |
| Watch `Zino flow, fuck the Macy’s parade |
| Jump up in the party like |
| Where my niggas at? |
| Where my bitches at? |
| Bartender where the liquor at? |
| Yo, broke far from it, coke, sold a lot of it |
| Flow off the meter, let me know if y’all want it |
| Son, the life of problems and guns, so silence her, son |
| Bugs Bunny Icebergs and Air Force One’s |
| I paint a picture listen up you become part of the song |
| When I slow my first young a new saga begun |
| Unaware, I would become a nemesis for livin in this |
| Drug dealin life, smoked niggas and bitches with plugs |
| Never been a snitch, I’m not built like that |
| I’m real, that’s why we not feelin you like that |
| I’m the ghetto manifested in words |
| When I die, niggas’ll point a valuable lesson I learn |
| Whether OG or adolescent in the presence ashurn |
| OT or O-key handlin birds |
| Like Dominique I feel I deserve respect I earn |
| Mega is a word we all protect with words, holla |
| Jump up in the party like |
| Where my niggas at? |
| Where my bitches at? |
| Bartender where the liquor at? |