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conversations.value: Write me a song called Wow Freestyle with the following description: “Wow Freestyle” is a braggadocious collaboration between Jay Rock and his TDE labelmate Kendrick Lamar. The Hit-Boy-produced track displays the incredible synergy the two California natives have, going back to back on the third verse. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Jay Rock & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Ayy, K. Dot
  (
  Yay-yay
  )
  Can we get it how we used to get it like when Top had the red Charger?
  Can we get it how we used to get it like when Top had the red Charger?
  Can we get it how we used to get it?
  (
  TrapAdix
  )
  [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
  Cap on, and I got racks on
  Spend four nights in a country I like
  Then take my rich ass back home
  Glow so bright, I could make moonlight
  See this ain't like your pheromones
  Blew one, big gun, baritone
  Who won? We won, yeah, holmes
  We old school like Capitol
  My old school made doctor note
  My old school made hard knock
  Black on black
  , my coupe and strap
  I ain't ballin' on the hard top, I told y'all to call Top
  Now my number call blocked, I don't miss, I call shot
  Hold up, yeah, cap on and I got racks on (And I got racks on)
  And I produce that diesel, I could put Shaq on (I could put Shaq, ayy)
  Nigga, your bitch gon' leave you, you ain't got backbone (You ain't got, hold up)
  I don't rely on people, I just go and bread chase, whoa
  This so fuckin' dope, I might catch a fed case, whoa
  You ain't gettin' money, nigga, then you dead weight, whoa
  Got the drop on 'em, there he go, checkmate, whoa
  We go drop on 'em, y'all better play it safe, whoa [Verse 2: Jay Rock]
  Cap on, and I got racks on
  Don't be bitter, your dope they reconsider, that shit be stepped on
  Eastside Johnny way out that project building, I get my rep on
  Fuck your feelin', no question bitch, I kill it, I bring that check home
  We old school like domino, my old school made lawyers know
  My old school a match box, black on black, bad bitch in the back
  We ballin' on a hard top, Dot told y'all to call Top
  Now my number call blocked, we don't miss, we call shots
  Swervin', I pay 'em no mind because I curve 'em
  She said I look way better in person
  I told her I do better when I'm workin'
  You scared motherfucker? Go to churches
  [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Jay Rock
  ]
  Right back in this bitch, take a flick, ho, what's happenin'? Yeah
  We don't politic, money clip like it's fashion, yeah
  Me and Rock go back like flippin' mattresses
  Me and Dot go back like knockin' addresses
  Cap on, cap on, drum hold thirty, no add-on
  Lil' Man-Man not the one to go bad on
  Big kickstand fold out when you lack on
  You ain't no man, you a mouse in a rat hole
  I hold band, whole stack, that's factual
  Called Big Ten on a island bashful
  Fuck your plan, I'ma burn that castle
  Fuck that clan, I'ma burn that task force
  It's sick murder when I say go
  Hoppin' out that van with the black ski mask
  And a great big burner when I say go
  Man I took my chance in the paint like that
  Let's see how further it might go
  And it just might hurt you when I go
  And my name might curse you when I go, bitch [Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
  God, we trust
  Fear no man but in God, we trust
  Both palm in hand, prayin' I stay up
  I know you try your best but it's not like us, wow
  Oh you say you got a bad one? Wow
  I can tell you never had one, wow
  We back to back actin' maney, wow
  Eastside Johnny goin' stupid, stupid, stupid, wow