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baby jungle – never run lyrics

[intro]
uh+uh
uh+uh, uh+uh, uh
oh+oh, by the three, lay with, n+gga
play and—
we the biggest, ain’t sh+t bigger than this sh+t
long live the guys, long live shark, n+gga
chop’ singin’ forever, yeah
know we the biggest, bring the cane
long live chance

[chorus]
two hundred my dash, l’ma kiss the curbs and sn+tch the lot (sn+tch the lot)
oldest straw, when i’m in the city, my own kind wanna see me rot (boom, boom, boom)
p+ssy got his stupid ass popped soon as i peeped the plot (soon as i peeped the plot)
really steppin’, for real, we came through trim soon as we got the dot, uh+uh (soon as we got the dot)
you better keep your gun (uh+uh), this survival of thе fittest, young n+ggas spinnin’ for fun (young n+ggas spinnin’ for fun)
n+ggas bleed how i bleed, i’ll never run (i ain’t nеver run)
twins inside my amiri jeans, i’m the chosen one (i’m the chosen one)
this sh+t just begun

[verse 1]
they told me don’t forget, soon as i blow, they forget soon as you fall off (what the f+ck?)
if a n+gga ever hold a gun on me, l promise he won’t walk off (on gang)
play with me in public, he get left right at the sto’ (left at the sto’)
oh, he steppin’, he got bodies? n+gga, i told him so (i don’t give a f+ck)
n+gga, don’t hop inside this car if you ain’t gon’ blow your pole (boom, boom, boom, boom)
tryna stack that money to the top from the flo’ (from the flo’)
lost before, i made it back (uh+huh)
before i spend, i load the box and pray to god we make it back
final round, don’t lose the match
put a n+gga right in a pack
free the bros who get on feet (free the guys)
the clip ain’t empty, double back (yeah), we ain’t f+cked up no more
go in the sto’ and buy just what l want (on gang), it ain’t love no mo’
ho say i’m actin’ c+cky now, she can’t f+ck no mo’ (she can’t f+ck no mo’, no)
[chorus]
two hundred my dash, l’ma kiss the curbs and sn+tch the lot (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
oldest straw, when i’m in the city, my own kind wanna see me rot (wanna see me rot)
p+ssy got his stupid ass popped soon as i peeped the plot (boom, boom, boom)
really steppin’, for real, we came through trim soon as we got the dot, uh+uh (soon as we got the dot)
you better keep your gun (uh+uh), this survival of the fittest, young n+ggas spinnin’ for fun (young n+ggas spinnin’ for fun)
n+ggas bleed how i bleed, i’ll never run (i ain’t never run)
twins inside my amiri jeans, i’m the chosen one (i’m the chosen one)
this sh+t just begun

[verse 2]
you lookin’ for me, i ain’t hidin’, n+gga, get up with me (n+gga, get up with me)
told the bros when i’m on stage, a n+gga play, better buss for me (on gang)
we gon’ burn the city down a n+gga think ’bout touchin’ me (i promise)
baby, i just want one night, so please don’t think ’bout cuffin’ me (please don’t think ’bout cuffin’ me)
he put the stick in the box (uh+huh), but he ain’t nothin’ like roddy rich (but he ain’t nothin’ like roddy rich)
they told him rest in peace (yeah), i told him, “rest in p+ss” (i told him, “rest in p+ss”)
he washed his hands with bleach (uh+huh), he just dirtied the bl!ck (he just dirtied the bl!ck)
still got n+ggas on the block even though they playin’ with fent’ (even though they get off with fent’)
they workin’ a ten+to+six (yeah)
smoke comin’ from my tires when i smash off (when i smash off)
pull up and get in and body drop that bag off (yeah, we’re gone)
talkin’ to demons in a demon
i done finally ran it up, this sh+t feel like i’m dreamin’ (this sh+t feel like i’m dreamin’)
but you gotta know the meaning
[chorus]
two hundred my dash, l’ma kiss the curbs and sn+tch the lot (i sn+tch the lot)
oldest straw, when i’m in the city, my own kind wanna see me rot (wanna see me rot)
p+ssy got his stupid ass popped soon as i peeped the plot (stupid+ass n+gga)
really steppin’, for real, we came through trim soon as we got the dot, uh+uh (on gang)
you better keep your gun (better keep your gun), this survival of the fittest, young n+ggas spinnin’ for fun (young n+ggas spinnin’ for fun)
n+ggas bleed how i bleed, i’ll never run (i ain’t never run)
twins inside my amiri jeans, i’m the chosen one (i’m the chosen one)
this sh+t just begun (this sh+t just goin’ now, yeah)

[outro]
baby jungle, n+gga
just begun, uh
you better keep your gun, uh
i’m the chosen one

- baby jungle lyrics

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