! Hotshots rock spots and smoke chocolate thai Talking about getting money till the day they die Make money money, make money money money Take money money, take money money money
Traduction: Jungle Brothers. Gettin Money.
Hotshots rock spots and smoke chocolate thai Talking about getting money till the day they die Make money money, make money money money Take money money, take money money money
Hello my frind yes it's me Dont be scared there's somethin going on Im gettin money since I grown Could be dash go out and hussel em But I hate money
black esparo Wallabees be the apparel Through the darkest tunnels I got visions of multimillions in the biggest bundle In the lex pushed by my nigga Jungle He money
jungle war Does he know something That we don't know We don't know Do they know something We don't know Take your money Again and again Are you working
ain't no sucker Roll up now nigga blown up now nigga a bitch it's goin down They should have never gave a young nigga money I'm still dat same nigga
diggy who is he Mad dog: although we can't we men creep we're inseminatin' the east end we're not teasin' pretend the gasoline went in the very ground between them we 'bout money
Sky: Yeah Me's a ghetto youth Me come from straight down ina the ghetto Seen, Rockfort, Warica Seen, Matches Lane Jungle Heights,yeah all I and I are
a sing soprano, Well den, we tun (turn) it straight to de nitty gritty, Money dem no pity, hot bwoy fi dead and bury (buried), Dem body in a go a jungle
money on delivery hey That's right that's right that's right I say baby don't you trust me he say The city's a jungle where the strongest survive Neonic
I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll In that new Rolls with the suicide doors 22 inch chrome, a nigga money
when he was Boo" "When he used to pump crack on Guy Brew" "Before he blew" Then when they come through Sayin' whats up I'm like "Who are you" We ain't ever made no money
Fiends buy off the heez, the result's more currencies Them no worry we, I strike em down suddenly Funny how they rush me, must be the money You hate
firearm Hunger for flesh, and pray on who ain't strong Heavy weighters, with plenty hoes that buy em alligators In the wind, breakin all big ? Pick artificial tricks stolen money makers Money
everybody talk about is who got beef Who snitchin, who told police Who came home, who still gone, who restin in peace Now they killin over music money
in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas dont play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga