Hrtbrkblake - Jungle paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Jungle - Hrtbrkblake



You must've forgotten my niggas still live in the jungle
While you in the house all day and you running ya mouth all day
You gon see what they bout one day, if you come to the jungle
Yo nigga got hit in his head right? you think that they did it you dead right
So don't sit too long at that red light
If you come to the jungle, I heard you came to the jungle
I heard you came to the jungle, where there's no bags left to fumble
Niggas shoot they don't rumble, and they chase you down if you stumble
Who this nigga standing up to I don't have no time for jokes
If that choppa make em dance that shooter gonna hit them folks
That boy look like Reggie Miller when one hit him in the throat
Uzi popping like some Xanny they gon make you overdose
And they dont call the DEA to make sure you D E A D
If I see you inside an ICU you better be deceased
If you not, bet that killer is not gon get paid his fee
You get a different kind of cut when you miss shots up in this league
Please don't up it shooters gon return to sender
You are just a minor with a name we won't remember
We don't need your parents your actions reveal your gender
Turns out you just another fucking Caitlyn Jenner
All these New York minutes there's no choice in really running out the clock
In the field stay away from all the crack back blocks
Cause the athletes in my city hold two different types of rocks
And the oppositions coming whether you're ready or not
You must've forgotten my niggas still live in the jungle
While you in the house all day and you running ya mouth all day
You gon see what they bout one day, if you come to the jungle
Yo nigga got hit in his head right? you think that they did it you dead right
So don't sit too long at that red light
If you come to the jungle, I heard you came to the jungle
I heard you came to the jungle, where there's no bags left to fumble
Niggas shoot they don't rumble, and they chase you down if you stumble
They sent two shots to his body, but sent six more to his head
Now they can't identify him, that's just hard work for the feds
When that sawed off shotty hit him his head bent back like a Pez
Next time he runs into Simon he better do what he says
But if y'all niggas still got issues they'll go grab their magazines
Man the city so damn sick we probably need a quarantine
They been doing this forever Rochester's own Marines
There's a rocket in his pocket you might blow to smithereens
First I'll get the money, then I'll get respect
Then they'll try to rob me, then they gotta mourn my death
Then I'll win a Grammy and they'll say I was the best
Just another series of unfortunate event
First I'll get the money, then I'll get respect
Then they'll try to rob me, then they gotta mourn my death
Then I'll win a Grammy and they'll say I was the best
Just another series of unfortunate event
You must've forgotten my niggas still live in the jungle
While you in the house all day and you running ya mouth all day
You gon see what they bout one day, if you come to the jungle
Yo nigga got hit in his head right? you think that they did it you dead right
So don't sit too long at that red light
If you come to the jungle, I heard you came to the jungle
I heard you came to the jungle, where there's no bags left to fumble
Niggas shoot they don't rumble, and they chase you down if you stumble



Writer(s): Blake Merriam


Hrtbrkblake - Jungle - Single
Album Jungle - Single
date de sortie
28-02-2020

1 Jungle




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