Jumpman Ringtones

Uh Yeah Ayy, ayy SooWoo Kill a nigga, voodoo Nigga tryna fonk, I get paid more than you do (nerd) I'm top ten, cook a nigga, bowl of noodles Niggas' whole clique soft, one pit' and four poodles (Yeah) Better not push me, I'm to the edge (I'm to the edge) Niggas tryna bang, now he dead (Nerd) Free the home team, fuck feds (Yeah) You can find me somewhere in the post gettin' bread (Huh?) Uh, double G's, but it's Louis (Louis) I'll smoke a nigga real quick, he a doobie Ratchet lil' bitch want Salute Me or Shoot Me Stand under the hoop, I got vert', Lil Uzi (Bang) P Funk, nigga, this clique business (Clique business) Brodie, if you got a problem, then I'm in it On your corner with a rocket like Kelly Olynk (Huh?) Would call you back, but this bitch hit different (Yeah) Stupid, ayy, peep this too I'm with a lil' bitch tryna see my troops (Tryna see it) I really lick quick, you can see I shoot (Yeah, yeah) My brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue Ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin' through (Nigga) Shooters diss, if I lose, it's a fluke (Yeah) Jumpman, pull a skit, can't hoop (Yeah) SS, grab the G's, we the truth (Truth) SS1, 30G (Nigga) Touch who? Get thirty-three (Bah-bah) Fade who? Nigga, get cheese (Huh?) Dick ain't free 'til you bring it home to me (Ho) Thug life, ex-bitches downgraded (Yeah) They can see me gettin' through, still wouldn't even make a statement I'm the greatest, I'll bet forty thou' that I make it (Yeah) Left the bitch high maintenance after fuckin' with the player (Word) Great aim, niggas got on fake chains, can't hang You ain't never shot a stick, can't gang Fuck an HK, I been on point since a rookie (A rookie) If I ever see a what's-his-name, I'ma cook him (Bitch) Big B's, niggas got bitch T's Type of niggas throw fits, you gon' get the bitch free When it come to me, I let it off if I please Won't freeze, if the cops see me, I'm gettin' ski Stupid, ayy, peep this too I'm with a lil' bitch tryna see my troops (Tryna see it) I really lick quick, you can see I shoot (Yeah, yeah) My brother pass the tool, we tryna crash the clue Ah, ayy, ayy, we gettin' through (Nigga) Shooters diss, if I lose, it's a fluke (Yeah) Jumpman, pull a skit, can't hoop (Yeah) SS, grab the G's, we the truth (Truth)

100 round drum I'm blowin' Any car come on this block we on 'em Jumpman Jumpman drip like Jordan Opp just died you kno we enjoyin it If we don't get 'em today We will get 'em tomorrow I can go where I want With them sticks in the car Too deep in the game Yeah I know I'ma target If you need you a stick Then go check on the market I gotta a hitta in the circle I'm smoking on zaa and I'm sippin' that purple I keep me a shooter You bluffin' he nervous He don't respect this shit Get put outta service I gotta fat butt bitch I be fuckin' on purpose I got a brand new clip but the stick still dirty I'm with that hop out gang We know how to bury ya Nigga better watch dat car 'Cause them shots gone hurt Can't say what I'll do when I see him in person I need shit to get done if I tell you it's urgent Lil' bruh geeking to kill ya we say he a virgin I was the one on the drillz hittin' that .30 I was the one with the big Ass bag and the billz Go scope on there block make sure there (insert word) This shit that I'm drinking this shit ain't for children I ain't dropped my nuts since I was a lil' one 100 shots yeah I tote like an Arab Nigga kept bluffin get put on a (insert word) Back door play I'ma draw up a two man Alias car just me and my hitman Switch on the back of the gun So it shoot fast Opps keeping ducking Them shots they too fast I'm fucking his bitch so he Want me to do bad Niggas be bluffin I know He ain't gon do shit 100 round drum I'm blowin Any car come on this block we on 'em Jumpman Jumpman drip like Jordan Opp just died you kno we enjoyin it If we don't get 'em today We will get 'em tomorrow I can go where I want With them sticks in the car Too deep in the game Yeah I know I'ma target If you need you a stick Then go check on the market I gotta a hitta in the circle I'm smoking on zaa and I'm sippin' that purple I keep me a shooter You bluffin' he nervous He don't respect this shit Get put outta service I gotta fat butt bitch I be fuckin' on purpose I got a brand new clip but the stick still dirty I'm with that hop out gang We know how to bury ya Nigga better watch dat car 'Cause them shots gone hurt

Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s I be on a move fam, I was coming home with some bands, every show a yougin' leave withe new fans. I gotta hustle cause' I got too much to lose fam Old friends who got new plans, but now I know more than I knew them, I see them hating nigga, screw them, I ain't looking at them hoes, I'm looking through them Realest bitches do it, Mama said she always fucking knew it, Dream it then pursue it, Wake them niggas up like who this? Watch what you tell these hoes, bitches can't be trusted is what I tell my bros, Smarten up is what i tell my folks, never will i sell my soul, I'm too fly, bitch Keep it 100 I ain't worry 'bout no nigga Too busy getting money Throw them racks up Watch it all fall Jordan in the 90s Nigga I ball When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front frontCall the shots I'm a boss bitch, if you got a problem you can meet me in my office, You ain't talking no money, you ain't a topic, Couple months grinding, couple months in the tropics Bitch, I been bout the profit, all you broke niggas be the softest, The real ones never gossip, fuck if he say he down, I stay cautious. I feel no way for no bitch, no way I'm gon" quit, no way he gon' hit I lay your whole clique, then spray your whole clique, I slayed the whole brick nigga Best believe I kill for my bitches, even got a will for my bitches Your weak ass never chill with bitches, why the fuck you still in my businessWhen I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front Nigga I'm from H G C Feel like Phil when I wore them 3s Word around the hood yeah they all know me Word around town yeah I swerve the rarai Get your money LA king nigga raise the banner When a real nigga coming through you show some manners When a real nigga coming through you change your grammar When a real nigga coming through you raise your camera Roll with a 3 piece 'bout to do some damage Sharp shooter Reggie Miller nigga I can manage Yeah yeah nigga I can manage But would I throw my bitchJump jump nigga Punch ain't scared of no nigga Honey sweet sweet cocaine no liquor Rell here to murder every niggaWhen I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s Jor-jor-jor-jor-jordan in the 90s Jor-jor-jor-jor-jordan in the 90s