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jet 2 - i wanna rock freestyle lyrics

[intro: jet 2 & jay l.a.]
right about now
heh heh heh heh heh
uh, uh, n+ggas just layin’ sh+t down real quick
you feel me, real, feel me
you feel me, real quick; n+gga, n+gga
(get that sh+t, son!)
uh, yeah, uh, b+tch!

[verse 1: jet 2]
i wanna rock right now
my name is jet, and i drop bars ’til they pound
and n+ggas know i spit the sh+t straight up off the dome
the world feel me; even though i’m not internationally known
so i call your b+tch, connect her like a m+th+f+ckin’ phone
and n+gga, i just hit that p+ssy; make her feel cloned
n+gga, like kfc chicken, i’m home
weezy flow, i don’t give a f+ck; voice so gone
my voice box is on, yo’ b+tch is on my d+ck
and i don’t give a f+ck, ’cause i put it ‘cross her lips
n+gga, i get bеtween her thigh and beat the sh+t
shе lost her hip, m+th+f+cka, uh ahh
i keep flowin’, n+gga even when i f+ck up
jet 2, n+gga pick a buck up and buck buck like “ransom”
hold yo’ b+tch for ransom
i beat her p+ssy up until the b+tch throw tantrums
she said ya n+gga’s handsome
but f+ck that, i’m cute; baby pampers, n+gga
[verse 2: jay l.a.]
i wanna rock right now
my name is j.k., and i came to get down
and though i’m not internationally known
i came to k!ll this m+th+f+ckin’ microphone
they call me j.k., yes i f+ckin’ get it
with the homies, baby we sick wit’ it
and i stay on her brain like a new fitted
l+o+l, n+gga i’m just kiddin’
let’s go
j+2, and k too like buck buck and buck buck in “ransom”
i sn+tch the b+tch face off; no phantom
never insult me, b+tch i ain’t cute; i’m handsome
she swallow my kids, now say h+llo to your grandsons, uh
i stick to cheese just like mice
i cut yo’ head off, n+gga for the right price
i get my ball on, n+gga just like mike
i’m shinin’ too hard, a n+gga call me light bright
yeah, you’re now rockin’ with the fullest
we laughin’ at you n+ggas, and we call you b+tches foolish
i’m kickin’ like liu kang and i leave y’all n+ggas clueless

[verse 3: jet 2]
b+tches give us rubs like masseuses
lil’ keke, paul wall; “chuckin’ deuces”
word to my n+gga j. kells, he followed the movement
wrekless, that’s fam all around me; i salute them
destiny’s no accident, the recipe for magic
is these n+ggas rappin’ in the booth, b+tch we are too sick
n+ggas be spittin’ like a mouth full of toothpicks
shootin’ n+ggas in the ass, call me jet+cupid
m+th+f+cka, what you say?
shoot ’em, hit ’em, let ’em lay
only f+ck wit’ bomb b+tches; girls that’s down to detonate
me and my n+ggas; we regulate
she better not get naked late
catch me in the corner on my knees; watch me meditate
[verse 4: jay l.a.]
yeah, throw ’em to the fire, j
watch them n+ggas flame up
all time pro, n+gga watch me get my game up
me, i just came up, i’m shakin’ all you lames up
throwin’ dimes like steve nash; gettin’ games up
me i just came tough, i’m sh+ttin’ on the game, bruh
don’t need toilet paper, let a n+gga stank, bruh
me, i just game her up; get ’em out they panties
throwin’ p+ssy at me, yeah i catch it like i’m randy
n+gga so savvy, only f+ck wit’ baddies
long hair, pretty toes, hop up in the caddy
let a n+gga bang bang; make her call me daddy
i beat the p+ssy up, man f+ck ike turner!
i’m walkin’ through the streets, yeah i got the burner

[outro: jay l.a. & jet 2]
nah, i’m just f+ckin’ wit’ y’all
(hahaha)
yeah, it’s ya boy; j. kell, you know what i’m sayin’?
i’m up in the booth, you know what i’m sayin’
wit’ my n+gga beegee, r tune, and my n+gga jet 2
i’m new to the game, but it’s alright; you know
i’ma hold it down, i’ma+i’ma prevail
i’m out

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