Jump [v2]

Lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous] Lord Infamous, I now you niggas can't stand it [Hook: Lord Infamous] I'm knocking suckas out the frame, trick this ain't no stunt Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some This ain't Ashton Kutcher and you ain't gettin' punked Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some Have you bleedin' like a broad at that time of the month Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some I see you over there muggin' with your nuts all pumped Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] BLAY! Infamous blastin' this milli round like it's damn 007 on Hamburger Hill Better watch out cause I'm blastin' this carbine till I see blood leakin' up out yo ear Evil and dirty, damn son of a gun And I got some shit, bet yo punk ass better run Rip you in half like chainsaw Massacre, reach in yo chest and scatter yo lung Come from the slums of Magnolia, South Memphis, South Parkway was the battlеfield When it comes to havin' rеmorse I don't know what that mean All I feel from the kill is the thrill Bitch I get ill, I torch yo ass and watch yo skin bubble Can't get away with shot like Micheal Jordan, I want a triple-double 12 gauge under yo chin, launch your head just like the space shuttle Ruger renegade rebel, calluses on hand from usin' that shovel Just like Geto Boys, bitch I'm grippin' it on that other level That other level, motherfucker, that other level Into heavy metal but I ain't talkin' 'bout no guitar chords Talkin' 'bout beatin' yo bloody ass body and puttin' yo punk ass in the morgue So hit the board, when the Scarecrow pick up the 12 gauge pump Bitch jump, bitch jump like you want some [Hook: Lord Infamous] I'm knocking suckas out the frame, trick this ain't no stunt Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some This ain't Ashton Kutcher and you ain't gettin' punked Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some Have you bleedin' like a broad at that time of the month Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some I see you over there muggin' with your nuts all pumped Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some [Verse 2: II Tone] Its how i handle my business Too crunk to sleep from that dust Them niggas griddy like bitches And then they act like some cubs All black and white now, who bad? II T-izz-one got you hoes mad `cause i came up real quick and you got poked like a fag Now you can see me so chill, before you get yo ass killed You always yellin` you gangsta, and you know you ain't real So when them guns get to poppin` and burnin` holes in yo chest My advice to yo homies: pray to God that you blessed I'm in the Nolia till death, been in the Nolia since birth It ain't no runnin` and hidin` Im down to put in the work The consequences are fatal Thats why we turnin` the tables We took the world by stomp And Black Rain is the label Now all the lines that I snorted Im too crunk and i know it Heaven sent, Hell bound No remorse and i show it Cause you ain't grindin`, you ain't grindin` You ain't hustle like a hustla You ain't `bout it, muthafucka, you ain't realest of real Get it! [Hook: Lord Infamous] I'm knocking suckas out the frame, trick this ain't no stunt Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some This ain't Ashton Kutcher and you ain't gettin' punked Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some Have you bleedin' like a broad at that time of the month Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some I see you over there muggin' with your nuts all pumped Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some [Verse 3: Mac Montese] Jump like you want some, I don't think you want none Magnolia, that's where I'm from No matter how many come We been getting money in the streets ever since I grew up Whatever you was good at, in the hood then that's what you picked up I picked up the pen and the pad While they sacked up the green in the bags Now I'm on a whole nother mission but I'm still tryna kill em, with a brand new whip and a pad Who I be is Mac Montese, I'm from the streets of Tennessee Where all I see is hating ass suckas, that's what they tell us, see Mean mugs don't mean nothing to a real thug who done seen something Just because they looking hard, you know they flodging and they really stunting Front like they be so gangsta, when you run up on em they some certified wankstas I ain't too worried bout your street cred and your reputation where you out there hanging Banging where I came up so I ain't gon change up on you punks Black Rain Entertainment and this Clubhouse Click, we make you jump Keep jumping to the song but don't get wrong cause we ain't for all that We jumping you if you wrong and that's the song we just put down on wax [Hook: Lord Infamous] I'm knocking suckas out the frame, trick this ain't no stunt Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some This ain't Ashton Kutcher and you ain't gettin' punked Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some Have you bleedin' like a broad at that time of the month Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some I see you over there muggin' with your nuts all pumped Trick, jump, jump, jump, jump, like you want some