Master P

Master P - It's A Jungle Out Here lyrics

rate me

Said it got lions, tigers, bears in the motherfucking project

Don't trust nobody, the neighbors stole my mama check

The mailman act like he ain't know shit

I'm on the porch with a motherfucking bad chick

I load it up like I'm loading up the ammo

Nigga talking shit ‘cause we living like we Rambo

Gas prices high so niggas be syphon

Yeah, I'm hype but last year you didn't like me

I'm Mike Jones on this bitch, Drone on this bitch

Buck jumping hard, going home on this bitch

From the projects to the high rise and that Ghost going bye bye

I got bitches twerking for me, smoking just like she Ra-Ra

Shit, I get better with time

Nigga owe me money, bitch better give me mine

Trick, keep talking that shit

75 million sold, but I ain't done with this bitch, yeah

What don't kill you only make you stronger

With no love and living for the moment

It's your time, just show ‘em that you want it

It's your time, it's your time

It's on you, incredible

Through the pain, we won't let it show

So put your hands through the roof, this what champions do

And never ever let ‘em stop you from being you

It's a jungle out here

Call me Louie Armstrong way I blow that trumpet

My baby mama tripping, she ain't saying nothing

Yeah, I feel sorry for my ex

Call TMZ, she won't get another check

I'm a hood nigga, I came up in the trap

You ain't dodge no bullets, you ain't wrote no rap

I'm on the block, gone off that energy drank

Make ‘em say ugh, and that's money in the bank

Started lil' time, big time, yeah, we came up

When I made Forbes supermodels ran up

Me and Boz still thugging, ain't nothing change us

Big money over here, put that lil' change up

My uncle on the corner, drinking a motherfucking fifth

I done made it out the hood, with my motherfucking gift

We don't fuck with haters, in God we trust

Uptown Calliope, in pistols we bust

Goddamn, yeah, I'm back

Goddamn, time to get rid of these rats

Goddamn, tell the DJ bring it back

Shit, I got me, you watch your motherfucking back

What don't kill you only make you stronger

With no love and living for the moment

It's your time, just show ‘em that you want it

It's your time, it's your time

It's on you, incredible

Through the pain, we won't let it show

So put your hands through the roof, this what champions do

And never ever let ‘em stop you from being you

It's a jungle out here

Oh, it's a jungle out here

Yeah, it's a jungle out here

Oh, it's a jungle out here

Yeah, it's a jungle out here

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