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Lyric Body	[Juelz Santana] dipset weezy holla me [Hook - Juelz Santana] 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 back up off me shorty..if not, surely that piece'll come off me shortly my hood breed ganstaz boy u wanna be down lets see now no thankyou boy [Verse 1 - Juelz Santana] my niggaz'll fish fillet u boy than go and tell ya moms to get the papers boy ya son is just no longer a paper boy he's front page on the paper boy(read about it) extra extra read about it but we get twisted laugh and smoke weed about it and cant nobody do a thing about it cuz they'll be in the same boat, literally the same road floatin across the same sea, thru the same water, dont fuck wit them same G's, dont fuck wit that man please dont fuck wit his money, dont fuck wit his gang breed [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] aim squeeze wayne be on the back street shotty on the back seat fuck 'em if u ask me make 'em look but them niggaz cant look past me past the, weed to the next nigga, thats me lets see P E N C A M G 21 inches and i got them bitches skindy temp me and any thing can happen i aint rapper i aint aimin at you soldiers bicth im goin for the captin i aint shootin at ya sholders bicth im goin for ya cap and i wont stop cappin to ya wings start flappin and you, youn just angel in the streets full of gangtas and me im from the home where murder make ya famous and i think im bouts 2 get that trech off the hanger and the mask out the droor but i'll neva have to bang im a, straight playa if you love her dont 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 im like, fall back ma ya ass can get chilled then she rolled on my dick like an ecstasy pill i smoke beverly hills wuteva 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 field yeah
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