Master P - It's A Jungle Out Here lyrics

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Master P - It's A Jungle Out Here lyrics

[Master P] Said it got lions tigers bears, in the motherf**ing project Don't trust nobody, the neighbors stole my mama check The mail man act like, he ain't know sh** I'm on the porch, with a motherf**ing bad b**h I load it up, like I'm loading up the ammo n***a talking sh**, cause we living like we Rambo Gas prices high, so n***az be cyphon Yeah I'm hype, and last year you didn't like me I'm Mike Jones on this b**h, Drone on this b**h Buck jumping hard, going home on this b**h From the projects to the high rise, and that ghost going bye bye Got b**hes t**ng for me, smoking just like she Ri-Ri Shiiit, I get better with time n***a owe me money, b**h better give me mine Triiiick, keep talking that sh** 75 million sold, but I ain't done with this b**h yeah [Chorus: Howie T] What don't k** 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 [Master P] Call me Louie Armstrong, way I blow that trumpet My baby mama tripping, sh** she ain't saying nothing Yeeeeeah, I feel sorry for my ex Call TMZ, she won't get another check I'm a hood n***a, 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 sau ugh, and that's money in the bank Started lil' time big time, yeah we came up When I made Forbes, super models 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 motherf**ing fifth I done made it out the hood, with my motherf**ing gift We don't f** with haters, in God we trust Uptown Calliope, in pistols we bust God damn, yeah I'm back God damn, time to get rid of these rats God damn, tell the DJ bring it back sh** I got me, watch your motherf**ing back [Chorus] [Howie T] 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