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letra de never run - baby jungle

[intro]
uh-uh
uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
oh-oh, by the three, lay with, n-gga
play and—
we the biggest, ain’t sh-t bigger than this sh-t
long live the guys, long live shark, n-gga
chop’ singin’ forever, yeah
know we the biggest, bring the cane
long live chance

[chorus]
two hundred my dash, l’ma kiss the curbs and sn-tch the lot (sn-tch the lot)
oldest straw, when i’m in the city, my own kind wanna see me rot (boom, boom, boom)
p-ssy got his stupid ass popped soon as i peeped the plot (soon as i peeped the plot)
really steppin’, for real, we came through trim soon as we got the dot, uh-uh (soon as we got the dot)
you better keep your gun (uh-uh), this survival of thе fittest, young n-ggas spinnin’ for fun (young n-ggas spinnin’ for fun)
n-ggas bleed how i bleed, i’ll never run (i ain’t nеver run)
twins inside my amiri jeans, i’m the chosen one (i’m the chosen one)
this sh-t just begun

[verse 1]
they told me don’t forget, soon as i blow, they forget soon as you fall off (what the f-ck?)
if a n-gga ever hold a gun on me, l promise he won’t walk off (on gang)
play with me in public, he get left right at the sto’ (left at the sto’)
oh, he steppin’, he got bodies? n-gga, i told him so (i don’t give a f-ck)
n-gga, don’t hop inside this car if you ain’t gon’ blow your pole (boom, boom, boom, boom)
tryna stack that money to the top from the flo’ (from the flo’)
lost before, i made it back (uh-huh)
before i spend, i load the box and pray to god we make it back
final round, don’t lose the match
put a n-gga right in a pack
free the bros who get on feet (free the guys)
the clip ain’t empty, double back (yeah), we ain’t f-cked up no more
go in the sto’ and buy just what l want (on gang), it ain’t love no mo’
ho say i’m actin’ c-cky now, she can’t f-ck no mo’ (she can’t f-ck no mo’, no)
[chorus]
two hundred my dash, l’ma kiss the curbs and sn-tch the lot (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
oldest straw, when i’m in the city, my own kind wanna see me rot (wanna see me rot)
p-ssy got his stupid ass popped soon as i peeped the plot (boom, boom, boom)
really steppin’, for real, we came through trim soon as we got the dot, uh-uh (soon as we got the dot)
you better keep your gun (uh-uh), this survival of the fittest, young n-ggas spinnin’ for fun (young n-ggas spinnin’ for fun)
n-ggas bleed how i bleed, i’ll never run (i ain’t never run)
twins inside my amiri jeans, i’m the chosen one (i’m the chosen one)
this sh-t just begun

[verse 2]
you lookin’ for me, i ain’t hidin’, n-gga, get up with me (n-gga, get up with me)
told the bros when i’m on stage, a n-gga play, better buss for me (on gang)
we gon’ burn the city down a n-gga think ’bout touchin’ me (i promise)
baby, i just want one night, so please don’t think ’bout cuffin’ me (please don’t think ’bout cuffin’ me)
he put the stick in the box (uh-huh), but he ain’t nothin’ like roddy rich (but he ain’t nothin’ like roddy rich)
they told him rest in peace (yeah), i told him, “rest in p-ss” (i told him, “rest in p-ss”)
he washed his hands with bleach (uh-huh), he just dirtied the bl!ck (he just dirtied the bl!ck)
still got n-ggas on the block even though they playin’ with fent’ (even though they get off with fent’)
they workin’ a ten-to-six (yeah)
smoke comin’ from my tires when i smash off (when i smash off)
pull up and get in and body drop that bag off (yeah, we’re gone)
talkin’ to demons in a demon
i done finally ran it up, this sh-t feel like i’m dreamin’ (this sh-t feel like i’m dreamin’)
but you gotta know the meaning
[chorus]
two hundred my dash, l’ma kiss the curbs and sn-tch the lot (i sn-tch the lot)
oldest straw, when i’m in the city, my own kind wanna see me rot (wanna see me rot)
p-ssy got his stupid ass popped soon as i peeped the plot (stupid-ass n-gga)
really steppin’, for real, we came through trim soon as we got the dot, uh-uh (on gang)
you better keep your gun (better keep your gun), this survival of the fittest, young n-ggas spinnin’ for fun (young n-ggas spinnin’ for fun)
n-ggas bleed how i bleed, i’ll never run (i ain’t never run)
twins inside my amiri jeans, i’m the chosen one (i’m the chosen one)
this sh-t just begun (this sh-t just goin’ now, yeah)

[outro]
baby jungle, n-gga
just begun, uh
you better keep your gun, uh
i’m the chosen one

- baby jungle

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