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letra de jumpman (freestyle) - aj 773

[intro]

yeah

jumpman jumpman jumpman jumpman

shoutout shaun, shoutout shakeed, dun dolla

[verse]
let’s go
went and saw your main and got throat
buckle up, stepped on the gas like its a c-ckroach
say she wanna cuddle, no will, nor way
oh sh-t, i’m getting capital, no oslo
work for the hundos, i’m head honcho
yeah
from the green to the purple like i’m rondo
we can go mano e mano, got the loud and a bottle
h-ll yeah, f-cking right, even bae knowing the motto
i got it, figured this sh-t out in like ’04
got hands like manny or cotto
yeah, we heard that you buddy with the popo
intercept these hands, tony romo
young n-gga, and i’m from that 3
seem like you n-ggas copy me
yeah, i’m good with them abcs
your girl call me when she want an uppercase d
i change flows like i change lanes
call of duty, a young n-gga take aim
subtract the m, add the b, r, and the n
you idiots still don’t get my brain
himalayas, how i’m going to the top
i’m lebron james with vince carter’s hops
mutumbo, how lame n-ggas c-ck block
man i’ll rock your top, your rhymes blasé blah
jr. smith, got like 60 shots
troublemaker, got like 50 opps
run up on him, 49 getting dropped
janitors in the city, everybody got mops
lyrics, got a myriad
on top of the pyramid
she let me hit, had a near death experience
boy is you serious
leave you delirious
end you like a sentence, that’s point blank period
they ain’t checking for you, n-gga work harder
you know my heart darker than permanent marker
shaun told me hop on it, n-gga had to k!ll it
run out of patience ‘fore i ever run outta lyrics
my n-gga
sour patches, pork rines
my n-gga weapon of choice is four dimes
they ain’t got bars, guess they need more time
they holding cell, i’m federal
she on my d-ck round the clock, guess she fittin’ in my schedule
so cold i’m in a frozone, lyrics flexible, sh-t incredible
my defense is impregnable
look me in the eyes and you see a better you
you a joker, no heath, i’ll turn you to a vegetable
going hard till my heart stop beating
if shorty wet, then i dive in the deep end
me stoppin’, like ezel not tweaking
they don’t want the beef, the game fulla vegans
k!lling rappers, you need to call house
with your wife, and my stick in her mouth
spit a little, i’m crazy off the vapors
they hating on me, the black christian laettner
never second fiddle, watch me k!ll a instrumental
ever seen a dog that actually run the kennel
ain’t gotta bark or growl, you gon respect me
swear they run the game, but they got two left feet
serving in my city, every block got jeffrey’s
i start blazing, then a n-gga blasian
got bodies, serial k!ller bas-m-nt
my mind racing, my thoughts are pacing
control the game, delete you, no escaping
no drake and josh, i’m plotting like megan
you fake like world wrestling entertainment
you spitting mild, but a n-gga spit cajun
talk out your -ss, and your mouth get split
cut the bullsh-t, i’m really bout this sh-t
trying to get pockets fat while you counterfeit
married to the art so i ain’t about to miss
mouth to mouth the cl-t
before she mount the d-ck
we don’t politic
and she super thick
she not new to this
arrived super quick
ain’t no shame in it
n-ggas mad at this
far from average
rhymes immaculate
backside smacking it
ain’t no lackin’ b-tch ha

- aj 773

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