Spaide R.I.P.P.E.R. - Jump lyrics

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Spaide R.I.P.P.E.R. - Jump lyrics

[Intro: Spaide R.I.P.P.E.R.] What's up Stone? It's yo' boy Spade Ripp Man f** these hatin' a** n***as you hear me? They mad cuz you in it my n***a You got all the Momentum You a Rolling Stone out here on these streets And they mad at you you hear me And tell em say it with they chest If they got something to say Them zombies out here lurkin' on em Ya know I know you ain't gon' play wit' em Let em know how you do it [Verse 1: Stevie Stone] I'm a make a n***a jump back I'm a get em in packs Relax, detach to the max then I relapse Made it back with the snake in the back In fact reach back if a n***a talks smack Insane in the mothaf**in' brain Don't care what you claim this sh** gon' rain Vibe for a little cause I ride then a little Better watch how you say my name, my name Better watch how you say my name These homies ain't got no sense Gotta answer for what you sayin' In the club and they causin' fits And they rumble like the Taliban I'm a grit my teeth and ball up both of my hands [Hook: Spaide R.I.P.P.E.R.] This here make me wanna jump Swing them hands If you want a problem with me say it like a man We could take it to the middle of the flo' If you really wanna go n***a bring it then If you really wanna tango with me we can dance This here make me wanna jump Swing them hands If you want a problem with me say it like a man You think you tough I think you bluffin' Better bring yo' friends If you really wanna tango with me we can dance This sh** here make me wanna jump [Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun] Homeboy, I ain't givin' two f**s about what you talkin' bout Told you b**h a** n***as once Better keep my name out yo' f**in' mouth If you speak a**isted like I'm the b**h n***a To get that off on and laugh about Yo' mouth done wrote a check that yo' a** can't cash So don't you get mad when I get to pullin' up to yo' house Smackin' yo' sistas all in they mouth Turnin' yo' Daddy's pockets into bunny ears Sayin' literally f** yo' couch Got yo' baby mama in the basement cryin' Sayin' yous a coward no doubt Got that safe combo, weed stash And this n***as still hidin' out? So you f** with Stone then you f** with me n***a Told y'all I'm already kreased in this game And if it pertains to beef, then it's grilled Kutt gon' k** for these n***as (Strange) Way more real than these n***as (gang) Suh-woo deal on these b**hes (Strange) Got more real than these n***as To do what they want a Militant n***a St. Lou Lou, City of Fountains A body get found by the Arc n***a Get the work from that Zombie Click For my n***a Stevie it's dark dinner Dangerous and rowdy, heartless k**az round me What they get from out it And if you feelin' froggy you should jump [Hook]

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