Welcome To The Concrete Jungle
- Juelz Santana (2006)You are listening to the song Welcome To The Concrete Jungle by Juelz Santana, in album Dedication 2. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
DipSet
Weezy holla me.
[Hook:]
Welcome to the concrete jungle
Got snakes, got bears, got lions no muzzles
And they all tryin to cause me trouble
Got the big tre-8 long nose no muzzle.
[Ver1:]
Back up off me shorty..if not, surely
That piece'll come off me shortly
My hood breed ganstaz boy
You wanna be down lets see now no thank you boy
My niggas'll fish fillet you boy
Than go and tell ya moms to get the paper boy
Ya son is just no longer just a paper boy
He's front page on the paper boy
Read about him
Extra! extra! read about it
But we get twisted laugh and smoke weed about it
And can't nobody do a thing about it
Cause they'll be in the same boat
Literally the same boat
Floatin across the same sea
Thru the same water
Don't fuck wit them same G's
Don't fuck wit that man please
Don't fuck wit his money
Don't fuck wit his gang breed.
[Ver2:]
Aim squeeze wayne be on the back street
Shotty on the back seat fuck 'em if you ask me
Make 'em look but them niggas can't look past me
Pass the weed to the next nigga
That's me let's see BENZ AMG
21 inches and I got them bitches skindy
Temp me and any thing can happen I ain't rappin
I ain't aimin at you soldiers bitch I'm goin for the captain
I ain't shootin at ya shoulders bitch I'm goin for ya cap and
I won't stop cappin to ya wings start flappin
And you, you just angel in the streets full of gangtas and
Me I'm from the home where murder make ya famous and
I think I'm bouts 2 get that trench off the hanger
And the mask out the drawer but I never hide the banger
I'm a, straight playa if you love her don't bring her
I'll tell her lil shit like I can make her ass a singer
And she, believe that we back at the crib
She like, how it shoot if its plastic foreal
I'm like, fall back ma ya ass need to chill
Then she rolled on my dick like an ecstasy pill
I smoke beverly hills whateva that kills
And leave a nigga wit that heavenly feel yeah
Step and I will step in ya grill yeah
And leave a nigga wit that heavenly feel yeah.
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