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Juelz Santana & Lil Wayne
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Welcome to the concrete jungle
Welcome to the concrete jungle Got snakes, got bears, got lions, no muzzles And they all tryna cause me trouble Got the big tray 8 long nose no hussle Hold up Drama Where you get that shit from nigga Man, that's exclusive Run that the fuck back Welcome to the concrete jungle Got snakes, got bears, got lions, no muzzles And they all tryna cause me trouble Got the big tray 8 long nose no hussle Back up off me shorty If not, surely The piece will come off me shortly My hood breed gangstas boy You wanna be there? Let's see there, no thank you boy My niggas will fish fillet you boy They goin to your moms to get the paper boy Your son is no longer just a paperboy He's the front page on the paper, boy Read about him Extra, extra, read about it While we get twisted, laugh, and smoke weed about it Can't nobody do a thing about it Cuz they'll be in the same boat Literally the same boat Floatin cross the same sea Through the same water Don't fuck with them same g's Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Don't fuck with that man please Don't fuck with his money, don't fuck with his gang please Aim squeez Wayne be on them backstreets Shorty on the back seat Fuck em if you ask me Take a look, but them niggas can't look past me Pass the weed to the next nigga, that's me Let's see, B-E-N-C-A-M-G 21 inches and I got them bitches skin deep Temp me and anything can happen I ain't rappin, I ain't shootin at your soldiers bitch I'm goin for the captain I ain't shootin at your soldiers bitch, I'm goin for your captain Won't stop cappin till your wings start flappin You're just an angel in the streets full of gangstas Me I'm from the home world, murder make you famous I'm about to get that trench of the hang And them ass out the drawer, but I never had to bang I'm a straight playa, if you love her don't bring her I tell her a little shit like I can make her ass a singer And she believe that and we back at the crib She like how we shoot if that's... for real Like, far back and my ass need to chill Then she rolled on my dick like an extacy pill I smoke Beverly Hills, whatever that kills And leave a nigga with a heavenly feel Step in our will step on your grill Yeah, leave a nigga with a heavenly feel
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