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D.E.A. back in this bitch, hmm-hmm, va-rooom [E-40] Hah hah hah hah, fuck around with this nigga Bosko He stay mobbin.. Shall we spit some saliva? Spit some saliva In and out of the traffic Sparkin up a bunch of commotion and static it's a habit Bloated twasted loaded tilted when I roll it Like the steering wheel on my Deville when I first drove it Who the caviest and the savviest (?) strikin like a pack of matches Blood alcohol, lookin like above average Money tall player, papered up, ghettofabulous You can ball too pimpin just be about your cabbage I don't need no iron I'm already creased Pistol-whip a bitch with my mouthpiece, paid for hoe On my car, fuckin lease Strikin through your neighborhood, disturbin peace Boogie green Cutlass with the gold feets Same colored tint with the bucket seats, beatch! All my wife I was raised around killers Boy I tell ya - these monkeys don't wanna see no gorillas [Chorus One] IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - You know a sea serpent snake in the grass can post up lies IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - We play for keeps, so nigga if you feel froggish

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