baby k br4 – jungle lyrics
[verse]
no miami but we bring the heat out
br4 is the gang they don’t speak bout
you n+ggas rap good, but we got the streets hot
hit up his block make a f+ck n+gga clean out
try to run and meet up wit dis green dot
i’m original theses n+ggas rerock
want a hand out n+gga bet not ask me, where was n+ggas at when i was sleeping in da back seat
sendin shots tell dat n+gga get at me, drop the addy
we get it lit no rally, mark his ass out no tally
i been in da streets and i been steppin i’ll make these n+ggas got get they daddy
oh rap ass n+gga you get inna jam i know you gone sang
n+gga reach fa my chain, i’mma up spark a flame and it’s off wit his brain
b+tch i’m straight out the jungle, and these n+ggas know that i can’t be tamed
when you get a lil money, people start acting funny these n+ggas uh change
so i switched up the lane, gotta get it or starve that’s just part of the game
i ain’t goin fa nothin, dat pole on my hip i’m already on aim
gang n+gga, run up turn yo ass to a stain
i’m bussin ya brain
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