Lil Durk - JUMP (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Durk - JUMP (en) Lyrics
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And it's still a few hitters
from the six (Six)
Jumpin' over bodies when them
boys say, "Hit the switch"
Niggas dip, who you think around the
corner? It's a drill (It's a drill)
All these blues on me, man,
they thought I had a deal
I'm from the six, we don't
do no drive-bys
Walk up, it's a hit, fuck who you with
We gon' pull up bangin',
all my niggas gangin'
Keep a blick, smokin' on that stankin',
man, that shit get dangerous
Draco, ain't no aimin',
all my killers anxious
Like, "Who is him?," you don't
think the nigga safe, he lose
a limb (He lose a limb)
Fifty thousand for the chain,
half of that'll get you
hit (It'll get you hit)
Ah shit, caught that boy dissin'
Lil Boo, now he dead
All blicks, we just play this
shit for keeps, that's all
year (That's all year)
I let it off, I keep my blick,
I set it off up in this bitch
I seen it all, been in this shit since
a lil' youngin', since a jit
He said it all, I heard that boy, he
rat, I heard that boy he snitch
I bet it all, I bet the opps know not
to pull up on the six (Brrah)
A hundred flicks, that's a hundred
shots, look like we takin' pics
Took Memo a trip, he just start
shootin', I told him, "Get
a grip" (Get a grip)
She watch her left, sayin', "Six
hundred K'll get you killed"
And I'm off a pill, I'm just sittin'
back, how I got the drill (Von)
These niggas hoes, you know, I know
He think he slick, I know he told
I'm on the road, still
tottin' pole (Huh?)
My gun be hot, your shit
be cold (Boom, boom)
If you get caught, you better not fold
He had a case, his bond on hold (Damn)
He still locked up, it's
takin' long (Uh-huh)
She wanna know when he comin'
home (Damn, damn)
See, shit it'll get real, you
ever been on a drill? (Huh?)
When no one you shot got killed?
I'm just keepin' it real (Damn)
Have you ever been in the car
with your homie who don't got
the wheel? (Damn, damn)
He can't slide, he need him a pill
He a bitch, it is what it is
That's your mans you tryna uplift
But when it's war time, niggas
ain't gon' do shit (Nah, nah)
Them niggas ain't slidin'
no more (Nah)
The opps outside, man, them niggas
ain't hidin' no more (What?)
Well, I guess we ain't the
guys no more (Damn)
When you see a nigga killed
your brother, you don't ask,
just blow (Boom, boom)
When the fuck we start givin'
passes though? (Damn)
And if you don't wanna shoot
just pass it, bro
Fuck y'all wearing them masks
for? (Huh, what?)
Niggas got guns, but they ain't
gon' blow (Huh? Yeah)
I know a rich nigga homeless, got me
a deal, ain't homeless, yeah, yeah
I'm a real nigga for life, but
I ain't tryna risk my life like
yeah, yeah (Let's get it)
I was down bad on my dick and the
nigga ain't take my advice, yeah,
yeah (Ain't take my advice)
I was tryna make my night,
but the Percocets ruined my
life, yeah, yeah (Gang)
Spent a whole M on my children
(Let's get, let's get it)
I was fucked up gettin' meal plans
Lambo' dark and it still tints
Money on the lawyer and I'm
still rich (Still rich)
I fell off once and I'm
still lit (Still lit)
Voice of the streets, it's
real shit (Real shit)
I did a lil' time and
I ain't tell shit
Lost pounds in the mail,
they ain't mail shit
I'm in school with a Kel-
Tec (With a Kel-Tec)
I love my brother for life (Life),
he lost his legs to
a wheelchair (Wheelchair)
How you get blocks and
you ain't kill shit?
How you run blocks? You ain't
kill yet (Kill yet)
I ain't even pop my pill
yet (Pill yet)
Most these niggas can't feel
that (Feel that), yeah (Yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know what I'm sayin',
we do it for the streets
You know what I'm sayin', the trenches
Everywhere, you know what
I'm sayin', Chicago
Let's get it, yeah
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