Luyện nghe bài hát Like a Jungle

I'm here to let the whole world I'm hard to control.
You can't my soul.
Bossalinie, a legend.
With physical of a world full of curroption and greed.

It's a jungle, sometimes it makes me wonder
How I from going under, I keep 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
a look into his eyes, it's evidence of a homocide
Life's get tooken faster then the egg leave the
Consider me in danger I know I'm dying soon
five years incarceration if I pull it
Bring the tape, niggas can't overcome my bullet
Went to tryin to get paid, still on my rampage
behind some bushes, dodging cops, another close shave
I'm heads with the reaper on a daily basis
Can't sleep nightmares of dead faces
Fuck the man in the mirror, I don't him
his weapon, he's ashamed, got his boy blood on a muzzle
That's why I turn my head and leave him
He phony, he got the whole hood waitin on his

x2

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

x4

It's like a out there baby.
>From the streets to the motherfuckin top of the world.
Shit ain't change boy.
You got the eye on you, even 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 a toast to the niggas I miss the most.
My niggas, my real niggas, huh.
Black leaders, keep doin what doin.
Nigga P, doin what your doin nigga.
And you me.
I'm a keep being a 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.
it real cause uhh, I told yall.
Huh, it's like a jungle out nigga.
And ya know.
It's like a jungle.
Nigga, huh, it real, pack that steel.
Peace.