Jungle Muzik
Album: From The Ground Up
By: R-Fif
By: R-Fif
Duration
4:26
Genres
Description
Jungle Muzik written and produce by me R-Fif. I was thinking of a catchy song suitable to perform in front of a crowd and suitable to jam in the club and in the streets. The lyrics them self tell where i was going with this song hoover crip music su whoop music i said its let it suit you music. The first single of my mixtape "From the Ground Up" real dope real lyrical just need guidance preciate cha.
Lyrics
chorus x this is jungle musicx3/ wild out jump around the club music/ get stupid music/ hoover crip music/ su whoop music/ i said its let it suit you music/ let it suit you music Verse 1 now watch a nigga do this/ spittin game like confucius/ i'll get it get it get it on my own main fuck a contribution/ if she bring in that bread she could look like resputia/ nightmare in h-town call a nigga kooger/ buck buck light you niggas up like the ku klux/ can't stop won't stop till i get a mill plus/ after that coach it from the side like bill russ/ please cut the front son/ i said please cut the fron son we know you ain't a goon bra/ we don't see ya ass around town when da tools bust/ mike jackson all you lil niggas gettin touched/ im out nigga the crime rates up/ she like to take dick with her mouth taped shut/ say what tough love./ forgive me God im christ if he's hova/ life a little hard add that baking soda/ if im shitting on the mic its a royal flush/ bitch im flyer than mrs. fritzel on that magic bus/ keep playing you know you seen me on that shorter bus/ya bitch you a trip we call her dracula/ is you a law man dog wit all dat cuffin bra?/ fuck rackin up bitch we actin up/ for the niggas locked up chorusx jungle musicx2/ get stupid music/ hoover crip music/ su whoop music/ this is jungle music skit: a to the aura/ this a to the aura fif/ and stress it with a hyphen bitch/ real talk/ im going in/ kick it up verse 2 See them niggas walk i just glide like frisbee/ fly why you think she say louie can you frisk me/ two bitches on me dawg/ but they strictly dickly/ sickening flow you could say i got the gee bee's/ waist deep ya bitch call me big meat/ freeze please/ courtesy when the boy speaks/ cock heat eat that let them boys peak. at the tippy top but there aint no peak/ drew breece throwin bullets at cha whole fleet/ six feet how it be when you niggas fuck with me/ can't hit dumb bitch i'll let cha buns b/ cuz im a pimp from the SOUTH like bun b/ yea and im heard of seldom seen/ thats how it is amongst the midst of a crime seen/ fuck what you heard /and fuck what he seen/ yall better keep that mouth shut like mr. bean/ yo spliffx2/ let them boys react i'll kill em by his other boy to make his boy relapse/ sensai meditate budhism say main hey hey/ you should think sbout that/ ski mask at the pad we could go in all black/ cut that chopper in the street nigga run that four flat/ you aint ready foe thatx4/ this the jungle muthafucka where the animals hatch/ young fif coming in bitch im fresh out the batch/ do it like dat/ we gone do it like dat/ skit: u u dawg this nigga son come on man verse3 you aint even in my bracket black/ see me jiggin in the club where the ratchet at/ bring that mac on ya strip start to hack a shag/ R-fif thats the man who arted that/ deep soul hit dem boys where they heart is at /yea let you rappin niggas roger that/ribbit ribbit what you feeling froggy black/ yall not fuckin with my thinking cap/ young Fif on the track/ we gone leave it that/ at that
