Lyrics:
Turn up, turn up
Turn up!!
Turn up, turn up
Turn up!!
Turn up!!
Turn up, turn up
Turn up!!
Turn up!!
I only know one way
Turn up!!
Real cool cat never
dirty bottles
Runnin through these streets high-speed at full throttle
Ghetto role models, so what the fuck y'all tellin me
Misdemeanor cats wit
talkin' 'bout cats in the worst way
Nigga, put it on my birth 'til my hurse lay, right
Nigga, know about Illuminati and they new world order
Nigga, Mo
I know my soul wasn't searching
But lurking through the battles with saw and axe through the cattle's
The copy cats are calling cancel the fallen mass
come un'aragosta a colazione
Scrambled uova de borbuka, hosted in the jungle, c'ho fatto la buca
Su 'sta traccia m'ingoio 'n'orata cruda
Lei mi infila
coz we hit the big time
Pussy Cat Mad Coz his plate is kid size
King of the Jungle but when I rap I ain't lying
Mad coz he knows that tigers ain't in
and say hi
Hood rats they act fly, classy hoes that act shy
I wonder why it's like that, they peeping me like Fat Pat
But I just hit the kitty cat, and tell
Better yet freight trains, better yet AKs
Rainy days make me think about my grandmother
And my uncle in the jungle
With a bundle and the junkie gets
prof' thank god for the cats
Seen hella racks phone banging off
Holy moly pending pack who could it be?
Run down who could never me
Tweet real life, they
and Timbs
And bring ya whole crew terror
Every time the record spins
Who wanna battle? I'm like an
Animal in the jungle
Double shots of henney humble
Still
the jungle, you separate the apes from the rats
In the dark place, as a black race, we adapt
Blocks hotter than a furnace, 'least it's furnished
The bench
Already hyper, where the zooties at?
At first I was offended but
I'm through with that i am the lion in this
Jungle full of puddycats (meow)
That's
and broski really lit, could open up a jewelery store
Humble with my wins, these niggas crumble at the brink of any pressure
Throw me in the jungle, come
riding
I want your head, commit suicide
Yeah Yeah, you cannot come to the Congo
You cannot come to the jungle
Gold like James Bondy, bitch I get money
could pack
I knew I should try, I knew I could rap
But talking honest I never thought I'd be good at
And it's a jungle out here for a hood rat
Pray
whoever got cheddar to pay
Ball like no trick ass, them shakers if I tip
I be drunk, in the club, smokin sticky cat nip
Slip, as if a banana peel was
Or Ratty when he had the cold Jeep
I swear everyting they wore was on freeze
I mean everyting they wore was on fleek
See the jungle where I live is
Businessman gonna keep on pushin'
For good ol' green back dollar bill
Mama's doin' the black cat walk
& daddy's poppin himself
Right over the hill
Too much
The undisputed CMB (Who hold the title?)
We hold the title, you know why?
(Aight, yes) Look..
[Lil' Wayne]
There ain't a cat out green that could deal with Weez'
on and ease back
See the difference between me and these cats
My flow is strong, I spit creatine caps
Strong to the ladies, yeah they probably want me
I
It's a dangerous position you're in
Her aim is steady, in for the attack
And she may purr like a cat
But her claws will leave some scars on your
rhymes?
(Bitch, hell no)
We put wigs on fire like Michael mean Pepsi
(Cats blowing like a lesbie)
Testing me and Tef is like me and you laugh
And we'll
whoever got cheddar to pay
Ball like no trick ass, them shakers if I tip
I be drunk, in the club, smokin sticky cat nip
Slip, as if a banana peel was
It's past midnight and the cool cats are comin' round
Dirty streets coughing up dreams
Moving our way through the under ground
Yeah we're on our way
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