E-40 - Like A Jungle

D.E.A. back in this bitch, hmm-hmm, va-rooom

[E-40]
Hah hah hah hah, fuck around with this nigga Bosko
He stay mobbin..
Shall we spit some saliva? Spit some saliva


In and out of the traffic
Sparkin up a bunch of commotion and static it's a habit
Bloated twasted loaded tilted when I roll it
Like the steering wheel on my Deville when I first drove it
Who the caviest and the savviest (?) strikin like a pack of matches
Blood alcohol, lookin like above average
Money tall player, papered up, ghettofabulous
You can ball too pimpin just be about your cabbage
I don't need no iron I'm already creased Pistol-whip a bitch with my mouthpiece, paid for hoe
On my car, fuckin lease
Strikin through your neighborhood, disturbin peace
Boogie green Cutlass with the gold feets
Same colored tint with the bucket seats, beatch!
All my wife I was raised around killers
Boy I tell ya - these monkeys don't wanna see no gorillas

[Chorus One]
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE -
You know a sea serpent snake in the grass can post up lies
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE - it's like a jungle sometimes
IT'S LIKE A JUNGLE -
We play for keeps, so nigga if you feel froggish