Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Jungle

I'm here to let the world know I'm hard to control.
You conquer my soul.
Bossalinie, a legend.
With physical evidence of a full of curroption and greed.

It's like a jungle, sometimes it me wonder
How I keep from going under, I from going under x2

Random deaths on the block, young packin glocks
Picture me a TRU nigga, visualizing dying quicker
Murder in the heart of every killer
Take a look into his eyes, it's of a homocide
Life's get tooken faster then the egg leave the
Consider me in danger cause I know I'm dying
Twenty five years incarceration if I it
Bring the yellow tape, niggas can't my bullet
Went to tryin to get paid, still on my rampage
behind some bushes, dodging cops, another close shave
I'm bumpin heads the reaper on a daily basis
Can't sleep with nightmares of dead
the man in the mirror, I don't trust him
Check his weapon, ashamed, got his boy blood on a muzzle
why I turn my head and leave him lonely
He phony, he got the whole hood waitin on his

x2

I a deep breath as I blaze this weed mixed with hashes
And trippin how the Outlawz smoked ashes
My Bad Azz laid it down
He me "C, real niggas goin always be around"
Livin in the minds and the hearts of the souls
And love to the motherfuckin outlaws
Back stage choppin game with Dogg and Snoop Dogg
And to my thugs in the grave, we miss
I a toast to you soldiers, you ain't die for nothin
I read the Bible, it said every death somethin
And TRU niggas the world go round
Pick up the black history book and can't to put it down
Black leaders gettin struck at they peak
Open eyes, that unliberated shit is weak
And em up if you a soldier, I told ya
We goin burn this down cause these holocaust days is over

x4

It's like a out there baby.
>From the motherfuckin to the motherfuckin top of the world.
ain't goin change boy.
You got the eye on you, open the eyes is worse for your life.
You to maintain ya know what I'm sayin so keep it real.
And to all my in the grave we miss yall.
I a kiss.
I give a to the niggas I miss the most.
My niggas, my real niggas, huh.
Black leaders, keep doin what doin.
Nigga P, keep doin what your nigga.
And you me.
I'm a being a mouthpiece for the hood.
For the nigga.
I'm dead and gone.
Until then, I'm a smoke weed, get high, pour out liquor.
Huh, for the niggas, you know.
Keep it real uhh, I told yall.
Huh, it's like a out chea nigga.
And ya know.
It's like a jungle.
Nigga, huh, keep it real, that steel.
Peace.