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baby jungle – gang gang lyrics

[intro: baby jungle]
gang gang sh+t, i can get your brains split
yeah, uh, uh, uh

[verse 1: baby jungle]
in my section, nothin’ but trappers and some gang members
really movin’ ’round with steppers and some paid k!llers
they be doin’ all that wolfin’ ’til that flame hit him (b+tch, come here)
take a look inside my eyes, you see the pain in ’em (you see the pain in ’em)
i been traumatized, the streets f+cked up a n+gga mental (it really did)
make me mad, go in his sh+t, i got a light temper (p+ssy n+gga)
they spinnin’, thinkin’ they came trim, but we came trimmer (came back)
that get back like mufasa, scarred b+tch, i became simba (scarred as a motherf+cker)
might cop a lamb’ the color purple, all my life i had to fight
shake the block like k mich+lle, slng that drac’ from left to right
scam, trap, or catch a body, pick yo’ come up, n+gga (pick yo’ come up, n+gga)
a hundred rounds in them buns got me feelin’ like symba (boom, boom, boom)
i can’t lose when i’m with it (at all)
woke up sent a blitz for breakfast, gave that b+tch an egg and biscuit (it is)
tryna run up me a m and take a picture in the trenches (yeah)
every time they diss the guy, the man black come handle business (uh)
i’m on some pop out, b+tch, let’s get it, i’m with the gang gang (i’m with the gang gang)
n+ggas claimin’ they some steppers, we the same thing (huh?)
dropped a cool fifty ball to let the chain hang (ah)
n+ggas cappin’ in the streets, ain’t did a d+mn thing
[chorus: baby jungle]
gang gang sh+t, n+gga, f+ck who you came with (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, i can get yo’ brain split (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, we ain’t on no lame sh+t (ain’t on no lame sh+t)
gang gang sh+t, get a n+gga maze hit (boom, boom, boom)
gang gang sh+t, n+gga, f+ck who you came with (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, i can get yo’ brain split (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, we ain’t on no lame sh+t (ain’t on no lame sh+t)
gang gang sh+t, n+gga, my whole gang lit (b+tch, my whole gang lit)

[verse 2: baby kia]
you hear that boom
n+gga know we be catched up on that gang sh+t
still chuckin’ up two guns, real right blazer, i got stains, b+tch
yeah, he got flipped tryna spin, had to rearrange that b+tch
caution tape wrapped ’round my head, dog said i’m walkin’ danger, b+tch
almost red, p+ssy two hundred twenty in this audi truck
told him he can’t taste it, i got that woodley ’cause i ain’t tryna step
yeah, i’m not nice
all in new york with a knife, sike, knowin’ i got a switch
i’m in brooklyn with .45
yeah, these n+ggas know my whole gang lit
never know who got the most, they all spreadin’ that dog sh+t
keep far from up for my pass, you know i’m in the tall, b+tch
teach a kid be out of school, put d+ck inside her jaws, b+tch
[chorus: baby jungle]
gang gang sh+t, n+gga, f+ck who you came with (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, i can get yo’ brain split (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, we ain’t on no lame sh+t (ain’t on no lame sh+t)
gang gang sh+t, get a n+gga maze hit (boom, boom, boom)
gang gang sh+t, n+gga, f+ck who you came with (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, i can get yo’ brain split (gang, gang)
gang gang sh+t, we ain’t on no lame sh+t (ain’t on no lame sh+t)
gang gang sh+t, n+gga, my whole gang lit (b+tch, my whole gang lit)

[verse 3: baby jungle]
see if they live a demon, make them go sit with the devil (make them go sit with the devil)
not the switch, not the drac’, .308, that n+gga special
all in traffic while they drivin’, make a p+ssy break they pedal (boom, boom, boom, boom)
my twin fiendin’, tryna catch him one, he tryna up the level (come here)
pop up on lil’ buddy, “hey, twin, where you been?” (hey, twin)
demons takin’ over, they keep tellin’ me to sin
we ain’t tryna up the sco’, we goin’ for the win
n+ggas f+ckin’ with the opps, tryna be a n+gga friend (what the f+ck?)
h+ll nah, can’t hang with us, b+tch, it’s members only (b+tch, it’s members only)
i really touched a hundred ball ball before i signed to sony (before i signed to epic)
this ho don’t know who the f+ck, my whole gang lit (yeah)
lil’ ho ought to f+ck the crew, man, this the gang, b+tch (man, this the gang, b+tch)

- baby jungle lyrics

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